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Chapter 33 The King of Licking Dogs
Chapter 33 The King of Licking Dogs
"Old He, if you had a choice, would you like to be a coward for the rest of your life, or a hero for a minute?"
In dormitory 402, facing what happened to He Jing, several boys who had just graduated from high school seemed a little at a loss. When He Jing was silently wiping his nosebleeds, Xu Xu suddenly spoke.
He Jing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and cast a puzzled look at Xu Xu.
"I don't know what you think. Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to swallow this breath."
He Jing didn't speak, looked at the "Don't bully the young and poor" he had carved on the table, couldn't bear it any longer, and slammed his fist hard on the wooden table.
"Grass fucking!!!"
He Jing gritted his teeth, his small eyes with single eyelids were burning with flames.
"If this was in the capital, I would have killed this idiot ten times already!"
Xu Xu folded his hands beside him, shook his head and sighed:
"Old He, I don't know if you read the history of the Ming Dynasty. Since the Ming Dynasty moved the capital to Beiping, although Beiping is an expensive city, it has always taken the lead and stood at the forefront of the country, fighting against the remnants of the Mongolian and Yuan forces in the north. As the saying goes, the emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country. That's bloody! The people of the capital are in my heart, they are also the fierce northern wolves."
As Xu Xu spoke, a distressed expression appeared on his face.
"Hey, being targeted by a villain like Chen Junyan, Lao He, I feel worthless for you."
He Jing has never read any history of the Ming Dynasty, but when Xu Xu told him the story of Yu Qian's BJ defense battle and how the men in the north were brave and good at fighting, He Jing's blood was boiling.
"Boiled!!!"
He Jing slammed the table and yelled:
"A real man was born between heaven and earth, how can he live under the people for a long time?!"
"This bastard dares to find someone to block me outside the school, I will block him inside the school!"
"Old Xu, do you know where this Chen lives?!"
Seeing He Jing's reaction, Xu Xu showed a satisfied smile.
"Oh, I was still thinking about where to find a tool person to cooperate with me tomorrow. Chen Junyan, Chen Junyan, I am really thankful to you."
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On the other side, Building No. 4 of the girls' dormitory.
"Little bear, don't you want to watch the show?"
After taking a shower, the girls gathered together in front of Lu Sisi's computer to watch "The Legend of Zhen Huan" as usual. During the period, they discussed Xu Xu's new song from time to time. However, in addition to Xu Xu, the three of them also talked about the name of Huang Xiangyun, Class 2 of Folk Dance.
"Oh, no, look, I'm a little sleepy."
Xiong Er rarely watched it with her roommate. She didn't have a hairdryer, so she wiped her wet hair with a towel and climbed onto the bed.
"Wow, this folk dance class 2 is really full of beauties!"
"Before, I thought that Song Enyan was the only one who was beautiful in their class. Unexpectedly, after Song Enyan left, another Huang Xiangyun appeared."
"More than that, I took a look, and it looks good to pull any girl out of their class. Alas, I'm so envious!"
"Hey, tell me, is that Huang Xiangyun interested in Licensing?"
"I also think that she took the initiative to invite Xu Xu to be an accompanist today. Generally, if a pretty girl like her takes the initiative, then [-]% of them have a good impression of Xu Xu."
"Tsk, what's so strange about this? Licensor is good-looking and talented. I think Huang Xiangyun is not the only girl who has a crush on her."
Talking here, Lu Sisi suddenly looked back at Xiong Er who was facing the bed behind him. Xiong Er had just climbed onto the bed and was eavesdropping on the conversations of the roommates.
After confirming that there was no gap in the bed curtain, Xiong Er carefully removed his pillow. Under the pillow was a pair of newly bought silk stockings that had not been opened yet. Langsha's black butterfly-style romper stockings, 5D in thickness, were the ones she bought secretly at the campus supermarket this afternoon.
Last time, Xu Xu praised her beautiful feet, and said that if she wears silk stockings, she will definitely be more beautiful, Xiong Er always remembers that.
Looking at the stockings leg molds on the packaging box, Xiong Er's little face turned red when he thought that he was almost allowed to see what she bought when he left the supermarket today.
She had never worn silk stockings like those grown-ups would wear before.
She was born in the rural area of Guizhou, where most of the women's clothes are relatively rustic, at least the girls of the same age around her are like this, let alone silk stockings, since childhood, there are not many girls who wear skirts.
The only thing she knows about silk stockings is that when she was young, she met some elderly aunts who would wear them, and secondly, when she was in middle school, some bad boys in the class would get some pornographic books from somewhere and bring them to the class, and then they would have heated discussions there.
A few times when Xiong Er walked past them, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the book cover. On the cover was a charming and enchanting blonde, who was only wearing lace underwear and black suspender stockings on her legs. That picture left a deep impression on Xiong Er, and she still remembers it to this day.
During the holidays, when I was helping out in the mutton noodle restaurant at home, I would occasionally meet some women wearing short skirts and stockings, but they usually only appeared at night for supper. Xiong Er’s first impression of them was that they had heavy makeup on their faces, a pungent perfume smell all over their bodies, high-heeled shoes on their feet, hair dyed in various strange colors, skirts so short that they could barely cover their thighs, and some women even smoked.
Sometimes Xiong Er would help serve the dishes, and when he passed by those women, he could even see the belts of their underwear protruding from their waists.
Whenever these women come to the store to eat, her mother will warn her to stay away from these people. These women are unscrupulous and bad women, and she must not learn from them in the future.
All in all, Xiong Er's impression of stockings is not good at all.
Women who can wear stockings are all bad women.
When Xu Xu told her that she would look better in stockings, Xiong Er actually resisted in his heart.
However, Xiong Er didn't know why, she really wanted Xu to see her more.
During this period of military training, when it came to the talent show, Xiong Er's mood would appear to be very low compared to those freshmen who were looking forward to seeing handsome men and beautiful women.
Compared with the shining permission in the crowd, and those beautiful girls who can sing and dance, Xiong Er feels that he really, really has no sense of existence.
She can't dance, and she doesn't dare to sing. Whenever Xu Xu stands in the middle of the arena and receives everyone's cheers and applause, she can only watch from afar.
She really didn't want that.
She also wanted to see her more, and praised her for looking better and more beautiful.
In the first few days, Xiong Er would comfort himself, agreeing that he would only show his talent in the competition for the honor of the class and the image of the technical team.
However, as Xu Xu released one original song after another, Xiong Er found that more and more girls looked at Xu Xu differently.
During the military training, the time that Xu Xu's eyes glanced at him seemed to be getting shorter and shorter.
Until today, the appearance of Huang Xiangyun from the 2nd folk dance class made Xiong Er really anxious.
Huang Xiangyun is really beautiful, and she feels more temperamental than Song Enyan, a bit like the scholarly young lady in the romance novels of the Republic of China that I read in Xiong Er Middle School.
Perhaps women understand women better. Although Xiong Er is not deeply involved in the world, she has a feeling that Huang Xiangyun's dance today is not for everyone to see, but for Xu Xu.
A sense of crisis can't help but rise from the bottom of my heart.
Xiong Er looked at the Langsha silk stockings endorsed by Ms. Zhong Liti in front of her. Her heart beat a little faster. Her cheeks were slightly hot at the moment. Gritting her teeth, she reached out and tore open the packaging of the pair of stockings.
The girl first tore off the outermost layer of plastic packaging, and then carefully took the black stockings to her hands.
"It turns out that silk stockings feel so good."
Xiong Er curiously stroked the thin core-spun silk stockings in his hand, for fear that his fingernails would scratch the socks.
She was not wearing anything at the moment, only a pair of cotton underwear that was somewhat pilled. She picked up the packing box, looked at the dressing instructions printed on the back, and followed the schematic diagram above, first carefully rolled up the sock tube of a silk stocking with her hands until the toe was reinforced.
"Wow! So silky!"
Xiong Er secretly marveled in his heart.
As her hands lifted up the stockings little by little, one of her beautiful legs was gradually engulfed by the black stockings. Her heart was beating violently at the moment, and she felt as if she was doing something illegal and criminal, but she still didn't stop the movement of her hands. After putting on her right leg, she followed the same pattern and put her left leg in as well.
After smoothing out the wrinkles of the stockings on his legs, Xiong Er slowly lifted the crotch of the pantyhose, then lay on the bed, took a deep breath, lifted his buttocks, tightened his lower abdomen, and lifted the waist of the pantyhose up in one breath.
At this moment, all parts below Xiong Er's upper abdomen were tightly wrapped in this pair of black panty stockings.
"So comfortable!"
Xiong Er tried to clamp his legs and rubbed them a few times. The silky and delicate touch and delicate wrapping feeling were like magic, which made Xiong Er a little addicted.
She had never worn such silky socks in her life.
"Obviously silk stockings are so comfortable to wear, why does everyone say that only bad women who are indiscreet wear silk stockings?"
"Is it because men like to watch?"
Xiong Er sat on the bed, curled up his legs, and stretched out his hands to touch his legs wrapped in black stockings, well, it felt so comfortable to the touch.
A pair of snow-white beautiful legs are wrapped in black cored silk, the skin is faintly visible, revealing mystery and sexiness, the only fly in the ointment is that the toe of this pair of stockings has a small piece of thickened material, which is not as transparent as the stockings, blocking her toes with nail polish.
Will Xu like it?
Xiong Er was not so sure.
However, these stockings were really comfortable to wear, so she didn't want to take them off, and she planned to wear them to sleep tonight.
Xiong Er tiptoedly hid the outer packaging of the stockings under the pillow, thinking that he would not secretly throw them away until his roommates were gone, so that they would not find out.
Outside the bed curtain, the three roommates were still discussing the plot of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" with relish, and Xiong Er was not too noisy, and she was actually not sleepy. It was the first time she wore silk stockings, which made her a little inexplicably excited.
Soon, though, she had another problem.
That is, how do I let Xu Xu know that I am wearing stockings?
She lay on the bed, picked up her mobile phone, and took a few photos of her black silk legs, but she was too embarrassed to give permission.
Looking at his pair of legs in stockings on the screen of the mobile phone, Xiong Er's little face became more and more red.
"Lust."
The girl lay down, her legs in stockings rubbed against each other, holding her mobile phone in her hand, she opened the browser, and searched the browser for two keywords: beautiful legs and stockings.
She wanted to see how other people dressed.
Just as Xiong Er was leaning on her side, brushing the phone screen with her slender fingers, her bed curtain was suddenly pulled open.
"Little bear, I bought some snacks, do you want to?"
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Sisi who opened Xiong Er's curtain was stunned.
She looked at Xiong Er, who was completely white and wearing only a pair of silk stockings, his whole face turned pale, and after a few seconds, Lu Sisi's cheeks turned from white to red, then red.
"Little bear, you, you, you, what are you doing in stockings?"
At this time, Xiong Er's whole body was petrified, lying on the bed blankly, holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if time stood still on his face.
I don't know how long the brain was down, Xiong Er finally realized, sat up quickly, pulled the quilt to wrap himself around himself, and screamed.
"ah!!!"
"Don't look! Don't look!!!!"
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There are still three days left for the military training countdown. The weather this morning is good, around 32 degrees, not particularly hot in September. Of course, the few who held the banners came on time just like my aunt.
"Permission, I'm ready."
During the break, Xu Xu received a text message from Song Enyan.
"Well, play well."
"Permission, let me ask you a question."
"Ok?"
"Chen Junyan is a very irritable person. If he breaks his defense and can't help but hit me, will you protect me?"
"Ha, you have so many licking dogs, you are really in danger, how can it be my turn to protect you?"
"Don't! I deleted all the licking dogs in my phone long ago. Before I deleted them, I sent them to Moments and scolded them all."
"I guess, those licking dogs also want to hit me now."
Xu Xu looked at the text messages on his mobile phone, then turned his head to glance at Deng Xuefeng, the acting squad leader next to him, and He Jing, who was in the first row, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Hey, obviously, you underestimated the lower limit of some dog licking."
"Anyway, don't worry, you just do what I say, I have arranged for you two licking dogs, no, I have already arranged for you to follow up, you will be fine."
At 12:[-] noon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the freshmen in the military training also disbanded.
In the past few days, the campus square in front of the cafeteria is very lively. All kinds of clubs in the school have started to recruit new people. Tents and stalls of various colors and sizes have chosen to set up stalls here to promote their clubs.
"The guitar club is recruiting! Four years in college, you can't play the guitar and want to flirt with girls? Join us, the second campus hero is you!"
"Young man, do you like e-sports? Don't look for it, this is your home! No brothers, no DOTA!"
"Join our animation club and build new bonds with everyone!"
However, among the community booths, there was a booth that was a little different. There were only two folding tables here, and there were no signboards. The furnishings seemed simple, but the things on them were not ordinary.
Prada high heels, Louis Vuitton satchels, Gucci belts, Lancome perfumes, La Mer face creams, serums, Chanel makeup, Mac lipsticks.
All kinds of high-end women's products are filled with two tables. In addition to various international famous brands, there are also some lesser-known luxury brands. There are also all kinds of clothes, coats and skirts. Even the two tables can't fit.
Every student passing by, especially the girls, stopped in surprise.
"You, you're not that"
Someone recognized the owner of the stall and it was like seeing a ghost.
"Yes, it's me."
Song Enyan smiled and said:
"I am Song Enyan who was smeared and attacked during this period, saying that I was in two boats, cheating money and cheating feelings."
"I know that not many people will listen to excuses with words. Therefore, in order to prove that I have never established a relationship with a certain boy, let alone asked him for any property, I will hold a small lottery here today."
Song Enyan held up the megaphone in one hand and her mobile phone in the other, and said:
"I can guarantee that everything here is authentic, and I also support third-party identification."
"I have a carousel lottery app here. Everything here is one of the prizes. I have already set it up. Everyone present today can participate in the lottery for free. If you are lucky."
Song Enyan pointed to a Louis Vuitton bag on the table and said:
"You can take this bag worth [-] directly."
As soon as these words came out, the entire square was in a commotion.
You know, this is a normal university, and girls account for the majority. These girls may not have much money in their pockets, but they must be familiar with the names of various international famous brands.
"How can I participate in the lottery?!"
A girl looked at the LV bag on the table, almost drooling, and asked eagerly.
Song Enyan raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said:
"It's very simple, as long as you take a megaphone, go to the second building of the boys' dormitory, use your loudest voice, and shout out the words on this note, and you will be eligible for a lucky draw."
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Not far from a cafeteria, there are 2 male dormitories.
Chen Junyan didn't go to live in the apartment he rented last night, but spent the whole night in the dormitory having sex with a few roommates.
In fact, he doesn't usually go out to live. The rented house is mainly for taking women to play.
Normal University had no electricity or internet at night, and people in one dormitory stayed up all night, sleeping until noon.
"Brother Chen, what are you having for lunch?"
Generally, when Chen Junyan is in a good mood, he will take a few roommates out to eat something good, such as western steak, seafood buffet in a high-end hotel, etc. If he is lucky, he can go out in the afternoon to have a good time, such as driving Chen Junyan's Audi Q8 to go for a walk around the Art Academy, and take a few girls to the bar at night.
Anyway, he was the chairman of the student union, and no one called his name if he skipped a class, so the roommates naturally followed suit.
"casual."
Chen Junyan lazily opened the door of the dormitory, stretched his waist, and lay down on the corridor, looking at the girls passing downstairs as if watching prey.
"By the way, do you want to continue to punish Song Enyan at noon?"
"Of course, why not continue?"
Hearing Song Enyan's name, Chen Junyan sneered slightly.
"Want to leave after getting a bargain? Hehe, bitch, daydreaming!"
A roommate next to him also echoed.
"Speaking of which, Song Enyan's psychological quality is also good. It's been such a long time, and I haven't seen her come out to express her opinion."
"Hehe, let her do it, anyway, I have plenty of time to spend."
While several people were lying on the corridor talking, Chen Junyan suddenly saw a girl coming downstairs to them with a megaphone in her hand, with her head lowered, as if she was adjusting the megaphone there.
"Ahem, hello? Hello?"
Chen Junyan was a little strange and asked:
"Who is this girl?"
"I don't know him, but judging by his posture, he probably came to confess to a boy in our dormitory?"
"Oh."
Chen Junyan took a random look at the girl, her appearance was unremarkable, 4 points.
"Well, if you grow up like this, if you don't take the initiative, I'm afraid no man will like it."
"Whoever takes a fancy to this woman, I will laugh at him to death!"
As soon as the words fell, Chen Junyan was waiting to watch the play, and saw the somewhat pudgy girl downstairs took a deep breath, raised the loudspeaker in her hand, raised her head, and shouted to the upstairs:
"Building 2, 311! Class 2 of the Department of Economics and Management! The king of dog licking, Chen Junyan! Free bags, shoes, and lipstick! You spent more than 3 yuan, and you didn't even touch a girl's hand! You are so ridiculous! Chen Junyan! You are really a fighter among dog lickers, the king of dog lickers, worthy of your name!!!"
"Building 2, 311! Class 2, Department of Economics and Management! Chen Junyan, the king of dog licking!!!"
(End of this chapter)
"Old He, if you had a choice, would you like to be a coward for the rest of your life, or a hero for a minute?"
In dormitory 402, facing what happened to He Jing, several boys who had just graduated from high school seemed a little at a loss. When He Jing was silently wiping his nosebleeds, Xu Xu suddenly spoke.
He Jing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and cast a puzzled look at Xu Xu.
"I don't know what you think. Anyway, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to swallow this breath."
He Jing didn't speak, looked at the "Don't bully the young and poor" he had carved on the table, couldn't bear it any longer, and slammed his fist hard on the wooden table.
"Grass fucking!!!"
He Jing gritted his teeth, his small eyes with single eyelids were burning with flames.
"If this was in the capital, I would have killed this idiot ten times already!"
Xu Xu folded his hands beside him, shook his head and sighed:
"Old He, I don't know if you read the history of the Ming Dynasty. Since the Ming Dynasty moved the capital to Beiping, although Beiping is an expensive city, it has always taken the lead and stood at the forefront of the country, fighting against the remnants of the Mongolian and Yuan forces in the north. As the saying goes, the emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country. That's bloody! The people of the capital are in my heart, they are also the fierce northern wolves."
As Xu Xu spoke, a distressed expression appeared on his face.
"Hey, being targeted by a villain like Chen Junyan, Lao He, I feel worthless for you."
He Jing has never read any history of the Ming Dynasty, but when Xu Xu told him the story of Yu Qian's BJ defense battle and how the men in the north were brave and good at fighting, He Jing's blood was boiling.
"Boiled!!!"
He Jing slammed the table and yelled:
"A real man was born between heaven and earth, how can he live under the people for a long time?!"
"This bastard dares to find someone to block me outside the school, I will block him inside the school!"
"Old Xu, do you know where this Chen lives?!"
Seeing He Jing's reaction, Xu Xu showed a satisfied smile.
"Oh, I was still thinking about where to find a tool person to cooperate with me tomorrow. Chen Junyan, Chen Junyan, I am really thankful to you."
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On the other side, Building No. 4 of the girls' dormitory.
"Little bear, don't you want to watch the show?"
After taking a shower, the girls gathered together in front of Lu Sisi's computer to watch "The Legend of Zhen Huan" as usual. During the period, they discussed Xu Xu's new song from time to time. However, in addition to Xu Xu, the three of them also talked about the name of Huang Xiangyun, Class 2 of Folk Dance.
"Oh, no, look, I'm a little sleepy."
Xiong Er rarely watched it with her roommate. She didn't have a hairdryer, so she wiped her wet hair with a towel and climbed onto the bed.
"Wow, this folk dance class 2 is really full of beauties!"
"Before, I thought that Song Enyan was the only one who was beautiful in their class. Unexpectedly, after Song Enyan left, another Huang Xiangyun appeared."
"More than that, I took a look, and it looks good to pull any girl out of their class. Alas, I'm so envious!"
"Hey, tell me, is that Huang Xiangyun interested in Licensing?"
"I also think that she took the initiative to invite Xu Xu to be an accompanist today. Generally, if a pretty girl like her takes the initiative, then [-]% of them have a good impression of Xu Xu."
"Tsk, what's so strange about this? Licensor is good-looking and talented. I think Huang Xiangyun is not the only girl who has a crush on her."
Talking here, Lu Sisi suddenly looked back at Xiong Er who was facing the bed behind him. Xiong Er had just climbed onto the bed and was eavesdropping on the conversations of the roommates.
After confirming that there was no gap in the bed curtain, Xiong Er carefully removed his pillow. Under the pillow was a pair of newly bought silk stockings that had not been opened yet. Langsha's black butterfly-style romper stockings, 5D in thickness, were the ones she bought secretly at the campus supermarket this afternoon.
Last time, Xu Xu praised her beautiful feet, and said that if she wears silk stockings, she will definitely be more beautiful, Xiong Er always remembers that.
Looking at the stockings leg molds on the packaging box, Xiong Er's little face turned red when he thought that he was almost allowed to see what she bought when he left the supermarket today.
She had never worn silk stockings like those grown-ups would wear before.
She was born in the rural area of Guizhou, where most of the women's clothes are relatively rustic, at least the girls of the same age around her are like this, let alone silk stockings, since childhood, there are not many girls who wear skirts.
The only thing she knows about silk stockings is that when she was young, she met some elderly aunts who would wear them, and secondly, when she was in middle school, some bad boys in the class would get some pornographic books from somewhere and bring them to the class, and then they would have heated discussions there.
A few times when Xiong Er walked past them, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the book cover. On the cover was a charming and enchanting blonde, who was only wearing lace underwear and black suspender stockings on her legs. That picture left a deep impression on Xiong Er, and she still remembers it to this day.
During the holidays, when I was helping out in the mutton noodle restaurant at home, I would occasionally meet some women wearing short skirts and stockings, but they usually only appeared at night for supper. Xiong Er’s first impression of them was that they had heavy makeup on their faces, a pungent perfume smell all over their bodies, high-heeled shoes on their feet, hair dyed in various strange colors, skirts so short that they could barely cover their thighs, and some women even smoked.
Sometimes Xiong Er would help serve the dishes, and when he passed by those women, he could even see the belts of their underwear protruding from their waists.
Whenever these women come to the store to eat, her mother will warn her to stay away from these people. These women are unscrupulous and bad women, and she must not learn from them in the future.
All in all, Xiong Er's impression of stockings is not good at all.
Women who can wear stockings are all bad women.
When Xu Xu told her that she would look better in stockings, Xiong Er actually resisted in his heart.
However, Xiong Er didn't know why, she really wanted Xu to see her more.
During this period of military training, when it came to the talent show, Xiong Er's mood would appear to be very low compared to those freshmen who were looking forward to seeing handsome men and beautiful women.
Compared with the shining permission in the crowd, and those beautiful girls who can sing and dance, Xiong Er feels that he really, really has no sense of existence.
She can't dance, and she doesn't dare to sing. Whenever Xu Xu stands in the middle of the arena and receives everyone's cheers and applause, she can only watch from afar.
She really didn't want that.
She also wanted to see her more, and praised her for looking better and more beautiful.
In the first few days, Xiong Er would comfort himself, agreeing that he would only show his talent in the competition for the honor of the class and the image of the technical team.
However, as Xu Xu released one original song after another, Xiong Er found that more and more girls looked at Xu Xu differently.
During the military training, the time that Xu Xu's eyes glanced at him seemed to be getting shorter and shorter.
Until today, the appearance of Huang Xiangyun from the 2nd folk dance class made Xiong Er really anxious.
Huang Xiangyun is really beautiful, and she feels more temperamental than Song Enyan, a bit like the scholarly young lady in the romance novels of the Republic of China that I read in Xiong Er Middle School.
Perhaps women understand women better. Although Xiong Er is not deeply involved in the world, she has a feeling that Huang Xiangyun's dance today is not for everyone to see, but for Xu Xu.
A sense of crisis can't help but rise from the bottom of my heart.
Xiong Er looked at the Langsha silk stockings endorsed by Ms. Zhong Liti in front of her. Her heart beat a little faster. Her cheeks were slightly hot at the moment. Gritting her teeth, she reached out and tore open the packaging of the pair of stockings.
The girl first tore off the outermost layer of plastic packaging, and then carefully took the black stockings to her hands.
"It turns out that silk stockings feel so good."
Xiong Er curiously stroked the thin core-spun silk stockings in his hand, for fear that his fingernails would scratch the socks.
She was not wearing anything at the moment, only a pair of cotton underwear that was somewhat pilled. She picked up the packing box, looked at the dressing instructions printed on the back, and followed the schematic diagram above, first carefully rolled up the sock tube of a silk stocking with her hands until the toe was reinforced.
"Wow! So silky!"
Xiong Er secretly marveled in his heart.
As her hands lifted up the stockings little by little, one of her beautiful legs was gradually engulfed by the black stockings. Her heart was beating violently at the moment, and she felt as if she was doing something illegal and criminal, but she still didn't stop the movement of her hands. After putting on her right leg, she followed the same pattern and put her left leg in as well.
After smoothing out the wrinkles of the stockings on his legs, Xiong Er slowly lifted the crotch of the pantyhose, then lay on the bed, took a deep breath, lifted his buttocks, tightened his lower abdomen, and lifted the waist of the pantyhose up in one breath.
At this moment, all parts below Xiong Er's upper abdomen were tightly wrapped in this pair of black panty stockings.
"So comfortable!"
Xiong Er tried to clamp his legs and rubbed them a few times. The silky and delicate touch and delicate wrapping feeling were like magic, which made Xiong Er a little addicted.
She had never worn such silky socks in her life.
"Obviously silk stockings are so comfortable to wear, why does everyone say that only bad women who are indiscreet wear silk stockings?"
"Is it because men like to watch?"
Xiong Er sat on the bed, curled up his legs, and stretched out his hands to touch his legs wrapped in black stockings, well, it felt so comfortable to the touch.
A pair of snow-white beautiful legs are wrapped in black cored silk, the skin is faintly visible, revealing mystery and sexiness, the only fly in the ointment is that the toe of this pair of stockings has a small piece of thickened material, which is not as transparent as the stockings, blocking her toes with nail polish.
Will Xu like it?
Xiong Er was not so sure.
However, these stockings were really comfortable to wear, so she didn't want to take them off, and she planned to wear them to sleep tonight.
Xiong Er tiptoedly hid the outer packaging of the stockings under the pillow, thinking that he would not secretly throw them away until his roommates were gone, so that they would not find out.
Outside the bed curtain, the three roommates were still discussing the plot of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" with relish, and Xiong Er was not too noisy, and she was actually not sleepy. It was the first time she wore silk stockings, which made her a little inexplicably excited.
Soon, though, she had another problem.
That is, how do I let Xu Xu know that I am wearing stockings?
She lay on the bed, picked up her mobile phone, and took a few photos of her black silk legs, but she was too embarrassed to give permission.
Looking at his pair of legs in stockings on the screen of the mobile phone, Xiong Er's little face became more and more red.
"Lust."
The girl lay down, her legs in stockings rubbed against each other, holding her mobile phone in her hand, she opened the browser, and searched the browser for two keywords: beautiful legs and stockings.
She wanted to see how other people dressed.
Just as Xiong Er was leaning on her side, brushing the phone screen with her slender fingers, her bed curtain was suddenly pulled open.
"Little bear, I bought some snacks, do you want to?"
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Sisi who opened Xiong Er's curtain was stunned.
She looked at Xiong Er, who was completely white and wearing only a pair of silk stockings, his whole face turned pale, and after a few seconds, Lu Sisi's cheeks turned from white to red, then red.
"Little bear, you, you, you, what are you doing in stockings?"
At this time, Xiong Er's whole body was petrified, lying on the bed blankly, holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if time stood still on his face.
I don't know how long the brain was down, Xiong Er finally realized, sat up quickly, pulled the quilt to wrap himself around himself, and screamed.
"ah!!!"
"Don't look! Don't look!!!!"
. . . . . . . . .
There are still three days left for the military training countdown. The weather this morning is good, around 32 degrees, not particularly hot in September. Of course, the few who held the banners came on time just like my aunt.
"Permission, I'm ready."
During the break, Xu Xu received a text message from Song Enyan.
"Well, play well."
"Permission, let me ask you a question."
"Ok?"
"Chen Junyan is a very irritable person. If he breaks his defense and can't help but hit me, will you protect me?"
"Ha, you have so many licking dogs, you are really in danger, how can it be my turn to protect you?"
"Don't! I deleted all the licking dogs in my phone long ago. Before I deleted them, I sent them to Moments and scolded them all."
"I guess, those licking dogs also want to hit me now."
Xu Xu looked at the text messages on his mobile phone, then turned his head to glance at Deng Xuefeng, the acting squad leader next to him, and He Jing, who was in the first row, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Hey, obviously, you underestimated the lower limit of some dog licking."
"Anyway, don't worry, you just do what I say, I have arranged for you two licking dogs, no, I have already arranged for you to follow up, you will be fine."
At 12:[-] noon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the freshmen in the military training also disbanded.
In the past few days, the campus square in front of the cafeteria is very lively. All kinds of clubs in the school have started to recruit new people. Tents and stalls of various colors and sizes have chosen to set up stalls here to promote their clubs.
"The guitar club is recruiting! Four years in college, you can't play the guitar and want to flirt with girls? Join us, the second campus hero is you!"
"Young man, do you like e-sports? Don't look for it, this is your home! No brothers, no DOTA!"
"Join our animation club and build new bonds with everyone!"
However, among the community booths, there was a booth that was a little different. There were only two folding tables here, and there were no signboards. The furnishings seemed simple, but the things on them were not ordinary.
Prada high heels, Louis Vuitton satchels, Gucci belts, Lancome perfumes, La Mer face creams, serums, Chanel makeup, Mac lipsticks.
All kinds of high-end women's products are filled with two tables. In addition to various international famous brands, there are also some lesser-known luxury brands. There are also all kinds of clothes, coats and skirts. Even the two tables can't fit.
Every student passing by, especially the girls, stopped in surprise.
"You, you're not that"
Someone recognized the owner of the stall and it was like seeing a ghost.
"Yes, it's me."
Song Enyan smiled and said:
"I am Song Enyan who was smeared and attacked during this period, saying that I was in two boats, cheating money and cheating feelings."
"I know that not many people will listen to excuses with words. Therefore, in order to prove that I have never established a relationship with a certain boy, let alone asked him for any property, I will hold a small lottery here today."
Song Enyan held up the megaphone in one hand and her mobile phone in the other, and said:
"I can guarantee that everything here is authentic, and I also support third-party identification."
"I have a carousel lottery app here. Everything here is one of the prizes. I have already set it up. Everyone present today can participate in the lottery for free. If you are lucky."
Song Enyan pointed to a Louis Vuitton bag on the table and said:
"You can take this bag worth [-] directly."
As soon as these words came out, the entire square was in a commotion.
You know, this is a normal university, and girls account for the majority. These girls may not have much money in their pockets, but they must be familiar with the names of various international famous brands.
"How can I participate in the lottery?!"
A girl looked at the LV bag on the table, almost drooling, and asked eagerly.
Song Enyan raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said:
"It's very simple, as long as you take a megaphone, go to the second building of the boys' dormitory, use your loudest voice, and shout out the words on this note, and you will be eligible for a lucky draw."
. . . . . . .
Not far from a cafeteria, there are 2 male dormitories.
Chen Junyan didn't go to live in the apartment he rented last night, but spent the whole night in the dormitory having sex with a few roommates.
In fact, he doesn't usually go out to live. The rented house is mainly for taking women to play.
Normal University had no electricity or internet at night, and people in one dormitory stayed up all night, sleeping until noon.
"Brother Chen, what are you having for lunch?"
Generally, when Chen Junyan is in a good mood, he will take a few roommates out to eat something good, such as western steak, seafood buffet in a high-end hotel, etc. If he is lucky, he can go out in the afternoon to have a good time, such as driving Chen Junyan's Audi Q8 to go for a walk around the Art Academy, and take a few girls to the bar at night.
Anyway, he was the chairman of the student union, and no one called his name if he skipped a class, so the roommates naturally followed suit.
"casual."
Chen Junyan lazily opened the door of the dormitory, stretched his waist, and lay down on the corridor, looking at the girls passing downstairs as if watching prey.
"By the way, do you want to continue to punish Song Enyan at noon?"
"Of course, why not continue?"
Hearing Song Enyan's name, Chen Junyan sneered slightly.
"Want to leave after getting a bargain? Hehe, bitch, daydreaming!"
A roommate next to him also echoed.
"Speaking of which, Song Enyan's psychological quality is also good. It's been such a long time, and I haven't seen her come out to express her opinion."
"Hehe, let her do it, anyway, I have plenty of time to spend."
While several people were lying on the corridor talking, Chen Junyan suddenly saw a girl coming downstairs to them with a megaphone in her hand, with her head lowered, as if she was adjusting the megaphone there.
"Ahem, hello? Hello?"
Chen Junyan was a little strange and asked:
"Who is this girl?"
"I don't know him, but judging by his posture, he probably came to confess to a boy in our dormitory?"
"Oh."
Chen Junyan took a random look at the girl, her appearance was unremarkable, 4 points.
"Well, if you grow up like this, if you don't take the initiative, I'm afraid no man will like it."
"Whoever takes a fancy to this woman, I will laugh at him to death!"
As soon as the words fell, Chen Junyan was waiting to watch the play, and saw the somewhat pudgy girl downstairs took a deep breath, raised the loudspeaker in her hand, raised her head, and shouted to the upstairs:
"Building 2, 311! Class 2 of the Department of Economics and Management! The king of dog licking, Chen Junyan! Free bags, shoes, and lipstick! You spent more than 3 yuan, and you didn't even touch a girl's hand! You are so ridiculous! Chen Junyan! You are really a fighter among dog lickers, the king of dog lickers, worthy of your name!!!"
"Building 2, 311! Class 2, Department of Economics and Management! Chen Junyan, the king of dog licking!!!"
(End of this chapter)
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