CEO Above, Me Below

The sun shone over his face, and his facial features were somewhat blurred. At that moment, Xiao Nian really thought that he had seen the boyhood of Gongou.

If Miyako is studying in her junior high school, she is definitely a terrible man, and the girls in the school will see others.

Miyao took the basketball under the basketball board easily, turned to her, and sneered with disdain, saying, "It’s hard to play a basketball."

When she pulled back a little thought, she stood up and laughed. "It turned out that you were jealous. I watched others playing basketball at that time."

He is clearly drinking a tank of old vinegar.

Wen Yan, Gong Ou snorted, "What you have seen is also called basketball, but it is just jumping."

"..."

Jump, do you want to be so poisonous.

When Xiao Nian took a bite of marshmallow, sweet, "What else do you want?"

Miyako began to play handsomely, throwing a three-pointer flawlessly, and steady, took over the fallen basketball and looked at her. "Is there a bullfight?"

"No."

When Xiaonian shook her head honestly, she couldn't tell what was the bullfight of basketball.

"Wait!"

Miyao took a few basketball shots, and whispered something. After a while, several bodyguards came in succession, and the three were the team, so they started to fight.

This is completely a personal show of Miyako. The bodyguards dare to fight with Miyao. At first, they were carefully rushed by various kinds of smashing, and all kinds of smashing balls, and the bodyguards in the back also inspired the fighting spirit, but they were still beaten. The defeat is not a military.

When Xiao Nian looked at Gong Ou's full control field, he played particularly well and played handsomely.

She stood there and watched it all the time. When she saw Miyau jumping up and dunking, she couldn't help but pick up the phone and took it. The pixels of the ne phone were high, and even the sweat was clear.

Such a man is completely unrelenting.

Really handsome.

When Xiaonian silently took a lot of photos at the station, the last few bodyguards were pulling their heads away, and when they looked at them, they couldn’t help but say, "You beat them and they are skeptical about life."

Miyao rushed to her, and her face was covered with a thin layer of sweat. When she thought of it, she quickly handed out the water and picked up her feet to wipe him.

Miyao whispered to her, "Have you ever sweated someone else?"

"No."

When he was young, he ate vinegar and ate it.

"Yeah." Gongao was satisfied with drinking water and asked, "How is your man?"

"Although I don't understand it, I think your skills are very good. How have you not seen basketball before?" Xiao Nian asked with a puzzled sweat.

Gong Ou poured water into his mouth and stared at her lowly. "Whoever asked you this, you are not saying that women don't watch the ball, look at people?"

Did he play the ball for a long time?

When Xiao Nian thought this, he couldn’t help but smile and shook his head. “It’s so handsome and handsome, Gong Ou is the most handsome, handsome and terrible.”

"It's almost the same." Gong Ou took her into her arms and looked around. "Where are you going next?"

When I was looking at the school in the distance, I said, "Would you like to see my previous school building?"

"go!"

Miyagou’s words did not say that she was walking forward, when Xiao Nian took him upstairs and looked around, remembering it for a long time before touching her previous class.

The door to the classroom was pushed away easily.

When Xiao Nian walked in, the white sleek face showed a smile. "The table and chairs have changed well, but the others have barely changed. I miss it."

It was this classroom that spent the third year of her junior high school. Every day, she went out from this classroom, went to class, and came to class with a teacher and a teacher.

She went inside, went to the podium, and changed the podium. The podium is really high.

"what is this?"

The voice of Gongou’s dissatisfaction came.

When Xiao Nian looked up and saw the past, I saw Miyao standing in front of a desk, his face was not very nice, and his thoughts were amazed. "What is it, is there any word on the desk?"

How did his face change?

These are new desks that have not been in her time.

“Why are the two desks together?” Gong Ou looked at her coldly. “You were like that at the time?”

The empty classroom is empty, only two people in school uniforms.

When Xiao Nian was on the podium, he smiled and said, "Yeah, have you not seen such a desk? Or do you think the word "the same table" came from?"

Wen Yan, Gong Ou’s hand was on a desk, and a bouncing sat up, and he rested his long legs on the front desk. His face was cold and a little cold. “Then you have the same table at that time. ”

"Yes."

What is unusual about this.

When Xiao Nian did not understand why he suddenly changed his face, is there a thing worthy of being angry at the same table?

"Men's or women's?"

Miyao asked coldly, staring straight at her.

gosh.

Is it because this is depressed? Is this old vinegar not sour?

When Xiao Nian stood tall on the ground, he reached for his chin, rubbed his eyes, and deliberately said, "You guess."

The shadow of the outside is shaking with the wind.

Miyao glared at her, and she couldn’t find out what happened on her face. She reached out and wiped her lips. The corners of her lips smacked a dangerous arc, and the haze was unpredictable. “No guess, let’s check it.” It’s a man’s smashing, it’s a woman’s sexual orientation.”

Said, Gong Ou took out the mobile phone, when Xiao Nian quickly said, "Okay, it’s a lesbian, my three-year-old table is a girl, the sexual orientation is definitely normal, you ate too much It is."

"This means I care about you!"

Miyao said that he was justified.

"But I feel that jealousy should not be such a performance, but complaining to the other party, asking for more intimate behavior or words, such vinegar is sweet, isn't it?"

When Xiao Nian said, the teaching sticks that are playing at hand, the current teaching sticks are so textured, in those days, the teachers relied on their fingers.

"Oh?" Miyao sat down, a pair of black scorpions lit up, and reached out and hooked her. "So I can ask you for more intimate behavior?"

If there is a certain amount of danger in this statement, I still know.

She stood at the desk and put the stick around her, and asked on alert, "What do you want?"

"you guess."

"I can't guess."

"You guess again."

Gong Ou hooked the lips and corners, and sent a sigh of evil. He jumped down from the desk and walked slowly toward the platform. The tall figure approached her little by little, and a pair of eyes slowly picked up and pulled out a dangerous light.

When Xiao Nian stepped back, and stayed with Gong Ou for so long, she was too clear what it meant, even the channel, "Miyao, don't, don't..."

"What else?" Miyao took the stick in her hand and pushed her to the blackboard. One hand pressed her on her side, and the person approached her, picking up her chin with a teaching stick in one hand. Use one end of the stick to cross her face and slowly stroke it down. "Don't be like this? Or what else?"

"Miyao..."

When Xiao Nian was forced to retreat, he looked at him with mercy, reached out and pushed the stick, and the stick was wrapped up, and slowly stroked on her body, causing her heart to intensify and beat.

This feeling is a bit awkward.

“Don't you say that asking for more intimate behavior is the correct way to be jealous?” Gong Ou picked up her eyebrows and continued to play with her teaching sticks. She twirled in her neckline and used her teaching stick to draw her school uniform zipper. “Not as good as Have we done it in the classroom you have been in?"

When Xiao Nian was thundered, he quickly pulled the zipper up. "Miyao, here is the teaching hall."

What does he think?

"So the memory you left will be more profound, isn't it?"

When Miyao said this, the look of the evil spirits reached the extreme. The tall figure leaned close to her, provoked her chin, lowered her head and covered her lips, and did not rush, so slowly and arrogantly Her enthusiasm.

The sun outside the window is bright.

A few birds are parked on the big tree.

In the distance, the school’s electric bell rang and spread throughout the campus.

In the empty classroom, there are rows of empty tables and chairs. In front of the blackboard behind the podium, the girl in the school uniform is kissed and held by the boy, like all the feelings of the beginning, romantic, beautiful, sweet.

Even the air is being fermented by a sweet, the more sweet, the more beautiful the more.

The moment when the camera was commemorated, Miyao kissed it, and Xiaoyan’s eyes widened in horror, and the back of the blackboard was passively let him kiss, like a sigh of relief, even his face was white. It is.

"What do you do with your eyes?"

Miyagou couldn't stand the eyeball that she was protruding, and let her lips dissatisfied with geology.

"..."

When Xiao Nian closed his mouth tightly, he did not open his mouth.

"When you read a little thought, what is wrong with you?" Gong Ou glared at her unhappyly. He was willing to wear this school uniform that was too stupid to play with her. She gave him this virtue.

A lesson.

See if he is reluctant to pack her up?

"..."

When Xiao Nian still closed his mouth and did not speak.

"Well, when you miss, this is what you forced me!" Gong Ou rolled up his sleeves and stretched the teaching stick in his hand. His eyes swept away from the teaching stick evilly, and then looked at her. "Then we are here. Play more in the classroom."

"..."

When Xiaonian looked at him silently, his eyes were all vigilant. What did he want to play?

"If you put you on the podium, use your teaching stick to light your clothes." Gong Ou smashed the teaching stick in his hand, and he was evil. "For example, press you on the door and window, pick it up little by little." The rubber band on your hair..."[ww](My Book City Network)

"..."

When Xiao Nian looked at him silently, he was not too playable.

"Don't talk yet? Then we will start from the podium." Miyao's dawn changed her into her arms, bowed her head and kissed her lips again, and grabbed her kiss strongly. Hold her up.

When Xiao Nian looked at the podium in front of him, he was a little panicked. "Hey, I said, hey, I said."

Miyao slightly let go of her, Jun Pang was in front of her eyes, her eyebrows were lightly picked, and she was selling her **** hair, her lips were slightly thin, and her lips were gently sprayed onto her face, deliberately pressing down the voice. A temptation, "Say, kiss me and keep your eyes so big?"