Cartoonist's Dream

(I actually have to spend seven days with Muzi...) Deng Xiaoying thought of the puppet on Muzi's bed, and the creaking vibrations on her bed when she got up at night.

...and the frantically shaking mosquito net—

On the day when the other two borrowers went home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, she happened to see that scene when they got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

Muzi's bed.Although there are many photos covered by the mosquito net, the girl's fiery body and the doll can still be vaguely seen in the light of the full moon.The bed in the dormitory, which was designed to sleep alone, was a bit cramped. She hugged the doll with both hands and actively moved up and down on the doll, her legs clamping the sensitive skin under the matte girl on the doll.

(I don't know if she wears clothes...) [

The mid-autumn festival was originally a time when the full moon would affect the menstrual cycle. Deng Xiaoying saw that this was also the time when her lust was still high. She hid in her bed and pretended she didn't see anything, but she couldn't fall asleep under such circumstances.

With a blush on his face, he couldn't help looking at Muzi's bed curiously and shyly.Although the two beds are separated by two single desks, it's actually only that little distance—you can see it vaguely, but you can hear it clearly.

"Wuuu...uh..." Even though he couldn't see the truth, Muzi was obviously using the puppet to tease her own erogenous zone.Relying on only one doll and limited space, she is constantly satisfied with the rough cloth surface of the frosted doll, and enjoys the infinite pleasure that the doll gives her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." In the end, she was already indulging in the sensual pleasure of the wonderful body, repeating the words in her mouth like a dream.

"..."

……

Stuffing the diary back into her sports bag, Deng Xiaoying lay on the bed and licked her dry lips, recalling what happened on the Mid-Autumn Festival...God knows what she was doing with that doll!Thinking of being alone with Muzi on National Day makes me shudder, and I have to worry all the time whether I will be murdered because I discovered some secrets.

(Is the diary in the right place?)

(Will she find out that the diary has been flipped?)

(I am the only one in the dormitory today, will I be suspected?)

Because after reading the diary, she has decided that Muzi is an "abnormal woman", and she was completely convinced by her in the topic of "how to kill people without showing their feet" in the lying talk meeting.At this time, the fear after peeping at the diary began to pour out from the bottom of my heart continuously.

(Do you want to tell the teacher? Seven days...) Deng Xiaoying lay on the bed anxiously thinking.Holding the English textbook with both hands, she said that she studied hard and never left the bed, let alone touched Muzi's sports bag.

October 10st is the National Day, and Muzi stayed in Pingnan on the grounds of practicing swimming.

2日3日是周六周日公休日，因国庆连放三天又将2日、3日的公休调至4日5日周一周二，9日、10日周六周日的公休调至6日、7日周三周四。放假是从这个星期五到下个星期四，上课是从下个星期五到下下个星期五。

(Although it is very hard to go to class for eight consecutive days, it is better than staying alone with Muzi.) Muzi's roommate Deng Xiaoying thinks so.

Decided to wait and see for a day before considering whether to tell the teacher?No no no, they will be killed.Although the long-distance bus ticket is a bit expensive, and you will definitely be scolded if you go back with only seven days of vacation, it is better to stay away from her.

(She can have her own space without me, can do weird things in the dorm whenever she wants, will she resent me for getting in her way? Ah—I must be resented by her. Oops Oops! Dangerous Dangerous...)

Fortunately, Muzi didn't seem to find out that the diary was peeked at, and she wouldn't stay in the dormitory from 6:10 am to [-]:[-] pm during holidays.

It is estimated that she will monitor that guy named Li Mu throughout the National Day——[

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On the morning of Sunday, the third day of the National Day, Li Mu was struggling to paint under the vines on the roof of Lu's house under the scorching sight of unknown people.There are at least a little sense of security here because of the large number of people.

Da Shengnan, the most secure black man, is by his side, and Lu Hui uses waste manuscripts to teach Lu Wei the skills of pasting dot paper.At this time, Li Mu's father, Li Jiahui, suddenly called.

Li Mu's mother was usually the one who talked to Lu's family mostly, and the content was mostly to ask Li Mu to go home for dinner, but today Li Xiuli and her sisters went shopping and arranged for Li Mu to have lunch and dinner at Lu's house.

in such a situation

Li Mu received a call from his father. Such a father, who has been away from home for a long time, unexpectedly said that he would take him to the People's Park for a National Day tour!

At the beginning, Limu had no intention of going out at all. During the phone call, he suddenly thought of something. In the same year in the previous life, his mother was busy driving to make money on National Day, and his father took him out to meet a woman and girl. He also strictly prohibited himself from talking about that woman and girl.

In fact, the mother who was waiting for the guest was also at the gate of the park that day, and happened to run into this incident, but she just pretended not to know it in front of her father.But the mother still couldn't help crying secretly at night, telling Limu that girl should be his sister...it was him

Half sister.

She was the daughter of her father, Li Jiahui, who had an extramarital affair after he got married, and that woman was likely to become his stepmother, at least at that time, she almost succeeded in taking over the position... Li Mu was a little nervous and shouted in front of the phone:

"Hey, hey, dad, wait a minute, don't hang up, I've changed my mind."

After yelling, the other person seemed to pick up the phone halfway through putting it down.

"...plan to go again?"

"Determine a problem in advance, don't ask mom to come back, only you and I go out together!?"

"Yeah, didn't your mother go out, and she couldn't come back even if she called."

"Huh? Ah, no? I mean..."

Li Mu said a little at a loss.It was abnormal for my father to take himself out to the park on his own initiative, but he even chose to go out when his mother was not at home.

"...Can't you wait for mom to come back before going out?

"a family of three.

"Go out together."

In the end, Li Mu still didn't dare to tell his father directly about his stepmother and younger sister.

"She won't come back tonight."[

"That can wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow..."

"I have something to do tomorrow."

Father's displeased voice.His sudden and indifferent speech startled Li Mu.

Many times, Li Mu feels that his father is like a stranger. When he wins money, he may not talk a lot, but at least he will have fun with his family.When you lose money, you just keep a face and don't say a word.When I was in junior high school, my father opened a casino and was scammed. He gave hundreds of thousands of money back and forth, and finally owed 40 foreign debts.

Since then, he seldom speaks at home, either sitting in a chair watching TV, or sleeping soundly.On average, he only speaks more than ten words with Limu every month, most of which are about asking Limu to throw the keys and go downstairs, or reminding him to move the chair back to its original position after eating.

Except for two or three months when I occasionally sell shredded squid, beef jerky and other dry goods that Limu likes to eat, and throw them on Limu's desk, the language that can be called "dialogue" does not exceed three sentences a month.

Li Jiahui is a father who only uses items and rewards to maintain the relationship between father and son.

... Duanduan took his son to the park, which is a rare event!

"Okay, when do you plan to leave?" Li Mu didn't plan to get to the bottom of it right now.

"Now" he said.

At this moment, Limu really has no other memories of traveling alone with his father in his mind.

The only time I had a trip with my father was in the summer of 99, when I was in the third grade of elementary school, I went to the park with my suspected future stepmother and younger sister.

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