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I thought I was the attacker, so I barely bent over once, but when I got into bed, I found that I was the victim, and it was his uncle's fault - "Song·Man·Xi Diary" The first time Song Xi met Yu Tang was at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday. It was just one week into school, and both of them were scheduled to take the stage. It's just that he skipped class in the first week of school and went to the stage to review And this elementary school student took the stage to give a speech as the top scorer in the city's high school entrance examination. The weather had just turned cooler. He was casually wearing his school uniform jacket and lifting his trouser legs. He inadvertently glanced at the junior student next to him who was half a head shorter than him. The zipper reached his neck, but it didn't block his delicate and delicate chin. Song Xi sneered, teasing in her heart: Little milk dog *** A year later, a girl who had been chasing Song Xi, the school girl, for more than half a year, was so disheartened that she posted this in the space: [I'm tired, my love for you will stop here] The good guy gave the screenshot of this talk to Song Xi, but the person involved just curled his lips and dismissed it. In the blink of an eye, the girl started chasing Yu Tang, a sophomore in high school. Song Xi, who lost to the little milk dog, felt that her dignity as a man had been violated One day, after learning that Yu Tang was sorting out the monthly exam papers alone in the academic office, Song Xi got the key to the academic office and locked him inside. Then it felt like someone was dead inside, and there was no movement at all. Until the moonlight hung, he opened the door to see if the person was really dead. The moonlight shone in the teaching room. Before Song Xi could see anything clearly, someone pressed her against the door. The little puppy raised his chin, his eyes under the lenses were dangerous and deep. "Senior, do you want to play in the secret room with me?" Song Xi, a man who was pressed to the ground and rubbed: Your mother, Yu Tang, you piece of shit! ! ! The hot-tempered man who has no control over the bed is being fucked every day by a man with glasses who is very perverted on the inside but very calm on the outside. *** Please believe that a romance author also has a heart that loves crispy duck