My wife is pure and pure

Use the cold on the seat to calm down your heart.

She naturally looked away from Han Zitong, then picked up the pen, trying to make a paper to divert her attention.

It's just that the effect of such an attempt is not very good. It is difficult for the bear child to concentrate, especially when he encounters something that interests him and attracts him.

Luo Mingyu couldn't control her eyes and kept sneaking glances at Han Zitong. Before Luo Mingyu realized it, she had already glanced several times.

And the little boy's peeking can be said to have no secrecy at all.

Luo Mingyu felt that her performance just now was very bad, maybe she almost crawled over to catch Han Zitong and looked at him eye to eye.

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And Luo Mingyu's eyes that always drifted from time to time made Han Zitong quite uncomfortable.

At this time, she was suffering from inner torment.

Although Luo Mingyu's eyes were full of curiosity and scrutiny without any doubt or speculation, Han Zitong in such a tense state simply didn't have the courage to pay close attention to Luo Mingyu's eyes.

She lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and worked hard on the exercises, but neither her attention nor the scenes that appeared in her mind had anything to do with learning.

Being nervous, as if he had done something wrong and anxiously waiting for a lesson, was an experience too long for Han Zitong.

Even in her memory, it was extremely strange. If it was followed up to the last time, it might seem like the time she wetted the bed when she was a child.

Because I was afraid of being scolded, I secretly went to wash the sheets by myself in the same mood.

Of course, she wasn't scolded that time. At that time, Mother Han was quite gentle and virtuous. She touched Han Zitong's head with a smile, and stood behind her and taught her how to scrub together.

This memory is buried so deep that Han Zitong himself can't remember it normally, and Mother Han is not the kind of parent who will repeat his child's dark history every chance he gets.

So Han Zitong's memories of many things in his childhood have begun to blur.

Only a few of them are more impressive.

However, although Han Zitong felt Luo Mingyu's eyes looking at her all the time, she still didn't take out the fabric in her pocket.

She just pretended that she didn't know anything and kept on reviewing with almost negative efficiency until the end of the lunch break.

In fact, Luo Mingyu didn't mind this at all, she really didn't do anything except some casual peeps, or, in fact, she was a little bit emotional about the fact that her fabric fell into Han Zitong's hands complicated.

It is impossible for any mission target not to have an impulse towards Luo Mingyu.

Of course Han Zitong is the same.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to Luo Mingyu's place and turned into a woman who loves to tear apart girls when she loses control of her spirit and abilities.

But in her normal state, she really didn't show it at all.

So Luo Mingyu also didn't mind that she became Han Zitong's power generation target.

At this time, Luo Mingyu not only hoped that she would regain more passion for life and the future, but also worried that she would go too far.

It's like at some point, you are afraid that the other party will come, and you are afraid that the other party will not come.

As for the piece of fabric that was picked up, Luo Mingyu didn't intend to take it back.

After all, no matter how she opened her mouth, it was an extremely challenging matter for Han Zitong's face. She herself was shameless, but Han Zitong was a straight-faced young girl.

Of course, if after a while, if she gets used to it and calms down a bit, Luo Mingyu can give a little hint when the opportunity is right, and point it out from the side.

It can be used as a flavoring agent for life, and it can also be used as a bridge to strengthen the intimate relationship with Han Zitong.

But that's all for later. The current words are not suitable for doing so.

Not only Han Zitong's study effect was not very good at noon today, but Luo Mingyu didn't even do a single problem.

After she came out of the toilet, she entered into a kind of bear child who couldn't concentrate and couldn't sit still.

Even the sitting posture actually became extremely twisted, leaning against the back of the chair as if there were no bones for a while, and stretching his limbs vigorously as if being shocked by an electric shock.

A person with such behavior, even if she doesn't make any obvious noise, has a considerable influence on the learning load of the people around her.

Fortunately, Han Zitong also couldn't learn it.

At this time, Luo Mingyu was lying on the desk in front of her, the chair was pulled back, she rested her arms on the edge of the desk, and the tip of her buttocks rested on the stool on the other side.

Maintaining this somewhat delicate balance with a seemingly uneducated attitude.

Put your upper body almost in the air, and relax all the weight on your body.

In fact, this stretch-like posture is quite comfortable, the only problem is that it is not very elegant.

Especially with such a continuous stretch, the clothes and pants will naturally extend to the sides.Add -1&0>}1{/4=[-]<{[email protected]&>8$}[-]

And a white flesh mark was drawn on the dividing line in the middle.

At this moment, Han Zitong's attention was completely attracted by Luo Mingyu's small waist.

In addition to simply admiring the beautiful scenery, Han Zitong also has a spirit of seeking truth and being pragmatic.

Although she was quite sure that the fabric in her trouser pocket belonged to Luo Mingyu, she still wanted to verify it.

Well, it would be nice to be able to see it with my own eyes.

Of course, this kind of idea is unlikely to come true, and Han Zitong himself knows it.

So what she's doing now is just sketching and imagining in her mind, with Luo Mingyu's current posture, what kind of underpants she normally wears will look like.

And where will the waistband be.

She touched the soft fabric in the left pocket, and confirmed that the one in her hand was a very common style and not a high-waisted one.

That is to say, she doesn't need to see too deeply, as long as she goes down a little bit, she can already confirm the situation in Luo Mingyu's heart at this time, whether she is keeping her mouth shut or is she really revealing herself as she thought.

Han Zitong just squinted like this, staring at Luo Mingyu's waist, which was shaking because of dishonesty, and began to expand more and more without blinking.

The slender waist and the cute and small belly button are clearly visible, but it is missing some places that Han Zitong really wants to see.

wobble wobble~ wobble wobble~

Luo Mingyu kept a very subtle angle from the beginning to the end, hey~ I just couldn't see it, which made Han Zitong, who is very patient, have the urge to pull his hands open the waistband of his trousers and take a look.

Of course, Han could not do such a disrespectful thing, after all, she is not the kind of guy like Shi Qingyun who dares to play so big.

Finally, under Han Zitong's expectant gaze, Luo Mingyu resumed her sitting posture, and put the dazzling white waist back under her clothes.

She still hasn't verified her conjecture.

Han Zitong suddenly felt that he was a bit obsessive-compulsive.

My heart itches like a stick in my throat.

Noticing her appearance, Luo Mingyu smiled slightly.

"Let's go ~ we have to go back to the classroom soon."

"Ah, yes."

Han Zitong adjusted his breathing, then quickly picked up the textbooks and papers on the table.

And during this process, she never forgot to protect her left pocket.

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Han Zitong suddenly felt like a thief.

Hiding the dirt secretly and then pretending to be nonchalant to face the owner.

Of course, dirt isn't dirty.

Although Han Zitong doesn't have a cleanliness habit, she still has the habit of loving cleanliness that most girls have. At this moment, she doesn't feel that this small piece of cloth has any attributes that are close to dirty.

It's just that Luo Mingyu's gaze from time to time makes her feel quite uncomfortable.

Obviously she did nothing wrong.

Such uneasy feelings were relieved after knowing that she and Luo Mingyu were separated.

But this piece of hot potato was still in her pocket, Han Zitong still had a headache, she didn't know how to deal with it.

If you don't return it, why don't you just throw it away?

There is no need to continue to worry about being frightened here.

It can be said to be a very good way.

However···

This is too wasteful, after all, it looks like it was just bought and never worn twice, after all, it would be a waste to just throw it away like this.

Moreover, it would be even worse if it was picked up by other people with eccentric habits.

Although there is no essential loss, it still makes people feel very uncomfortable.

So, instead of throwing it away, Han Zitong felt that it would be better to keep it with him.

It was the first time that Han Zitong's mouth could be so hard.

After quickly figuring out the pros and cons, Han Zitong quickly made a correct response.

She first rolled up the piece of fabric in her pocket and held it in the palm of her hand, then when the people around her didn't notice her, she swished it into a small pocket with a zipper inside the schoolbag.

This is where she usually used to store some important documents.

Not too big, but enough.

After tightening the zipper, Han Zitong also put the schoolbag into the desk hall.

After all, the only pockets on her body at this time were the two trouser pockets of her school uniform. That's where Luo Mingyu fell out just now. Han Zitong had learned her lesson long ago.

but···

If this is the case, then Han Zitong is a little confused.