Vol 2 Chapter 398: , Yueyong Xiaomeng

When Zhang Xiang finished saying these words, the comprehensive one in his mind came up with a height of only 135 centimeters. He was obviously a high school teacher, but it looked like he was just carrying a red schoolbag. The kindergarten teacher who went to elementary school-Yueyong Xiaomeng. Look. Wool. Line. Chinese. Text. Net
And when he left the scene that was raged into ruins by the flames, Zhang Xiang was taken by the weak little nun and headed towards Teacher Xiaomeng's house with the little Lolita.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiang visited her home after another chance two years ago.
Otherwise, he really didn't know how to walk over.
Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Xiang came to an ultra-old two-story apartment that looked like he had experienced the Tokyo air raid.
The washing machine was arbitrarily placed in the corridor, and it seems that there is no concept of a bathroom.
From this, we can see how old the room Mr. Meng lives is.
Because of the long memory, Zhang Xiang carried the little nun and looked at it one by one, and then walked up the stairs full of rust.
It was not until he reached the door of the innermost room on the second floor that Zhang Xiang finally saw the house number with "Moon Yong Xiaomeng" written in hiragana.
Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
Zhang Xiang pressed the doorbell.
Moreover, because it was night, Zhang Xiang was afraid that Xiao Meng was already asleep, so he lowered his voice and called the other party's name.
"Teacher Xiaomeng, teacher Xiaomeng, are you there?" Zhang Xiang shouted in a low voice.
"Here...come" With a sound of Loli's voice, the door in front of Zhang Xiang opened.
Suddenly, a child who was wearing a loose green pajamas, looked about seven or eight years old, but was actually an adult girl, poking her head out of the door. wap.EbookFREE.me
She was still a little sleepy and rubbed her somewhat confused eyes, looking in Zhang Xiang's direction and speaking.
"Teacher Zhang Xiang, why are you here" she said in a crisp Lori voice.
That's right, she is the little Meng teacher Zhang Xiang said.
"Teacher Xiaomeng, I have something to ask you for help. Let me go in first." Zhang Xiang showed a sorry expression on his face and wanted to walk inside.
"Wait...wait a minute!" Wearing cute green loose pajamas, at close range, you can see that the other party is wearing a cotton vest instead of a bra. Teacher Xiaomeng opened his hands and blocked him. In front of Zhang Xiang, an expression of anxiety and haste appeared on his face.
"There is a wounded person on my side, let us go in first." Zhang Xiang said in a tough manner.
Immediately, he took the little nun and Xiao Huo Lori and walked in.
Only Teacher Xiaomeng, who was still reluctantly blocking Zhang Xiang, was holding back weakly while speaking defensively.
"You... I'm very embarrassed like this! Suddenly said I would enter my room... But don't get me wrong, it's not because my room is dirty, there are a pile of beer cans on the floor, and the ashtray is full of cigarette butts..." Xiao Meng The teacher leaped happily and said with open hands.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Because the scene in the room is already fully displayed in front of Zhang Xiang.
How to describe this room?
It looks like the room where the old man who is addicted to seeing horses lives.
The tattered tatami was filled with empty beer cans, and the silver ashtray was filled with cigarette butts.
Well, if it's a sloppy man, the things in front of him are too much, but they are barely acceptable.
However, the person living in this room is the room of Teacher Xiao Meng who is a toddler and a cute elementary school student. The contrast is a bit big.
At least, Huahuo Little Lolita and the little nun who was a little pale, staying behind Zhang Xiang obediently, looked dumbfounded, and looked back and forth at Teacher Xiao Meng in disbelief.
I can see that Teacher Xiaomeng's face is red
However, Zhang Xiang is not unfamiliar with the scene in front of him.
"Teacher Xiaomeng, two years have passed, you are still the same..." Zhang Xiang said helplessly.
Obviously, Zhang Xiang's words showed that he had been to Teacher Xiaomeng's house two years ago.
And, at that time, teacher Xiaomeng’s room looked like this.
The slightly more informative words made Little Lori Huahuo stare at Zhang Xiang.
Because, Xiao Huahuo Lolita has already found out, it seems that Zhang Xiang prefers younger girls
"Um... I know it's not suitable to ask at this time... But... Do you hate girls who can smoke?" Teacher Xiaomeng touched her forefinger lightly with both hands and blushed.
"Okay. This is not the time to talk about this, right?" Zhang Xiang said with a headache, holding his head.
Immediately, he kicked away the beer can on the ground with his feet, and made a place.
In addition, from Mr. Xiaomeng’s closet, he took out the strangely non-smoke, but a faintly girly quilt, spread it on the ground, and hugged the little nun on his back, She was lying with her back up.
And until this time, because of the height issue, Teacher Xiaomeng could be regarded as seeing the little nun's back, the gap in her clothes torn apart by the sharp blade, and the crimson blood around her.
"Ah! Ah... that, that is a wound. Want... or call an ambulance?!" Teacher Xiaomeng yelled reflexively.
Then, she looked in the direction of the little nun with some worry.
However, it was the little nun's relieved smile that responded to her.
"No, I'm here for this." After Zhang Xiang said sorry to the little nun, he opened the torn clothes and exposed the astringent wounds.
Seeing the magnificent pink scar, and even vaguely seeing the blood vessel wound in it, Teacher Xiaomeng couldn't help but tremble with fright.
However, after Zhang Xiang touched Teacher Xiaomeng's head like coaxing a child, she was a little calmer.
However, it is normal for her to be scared.
Because this was originally a neat wound spanning the entire waist. The wound was tumbling, and deep in the dark red blood, you could see pink muscle, yellow fat, and white hard material—it should be the spine, the wound. The outside of his body also turned into a blue severe wound.
However, under the treatment of Zhang Xiang's medical ninjutsu, the stern wound was barely healed.
However, this is only healing, not even healing at all.
Moreover, the appearance of the wound still looked very rugged.
Otherwise, Zhang Xiang would not come here.
The wounds that hurt the internal organs and spine, his medical ninjutsu, simply can't heal.
Moreover, if one is not careful during this process, it may cause serious consequences.