I unwittingly walked next to Ai Mi’s luxury RV and saw her sitting under an umbrella while drinking chilled lemonade. She still had her costume on, so it was probably rest time.
Obama was currently running around nearby without a leash. His jet-black fur on his back made Ai Mi’s feet even more snow white.
The demonic seed that Director Cao implanted in my mind of twenty thousand dollars guided my gaze unknowingly to under Ai Mi’s skirt.
A serious note: I am not a lolicon. I’m only thinking about my sister’s panties because of money.
It’s clearly a sufficient justification, but why does it make me seem even more vulgar.
But if I sell Ai ShuQiao’s daughter’s panties for twenty thousand, then return the money to hear, wouldn’t it be interesting.
I couldn’t help but pace around the RV with conflicted feelings, which caused Obama to follow in suit and prance next to me.
Ai Mi quickly noticed my strange gaze and put on a mischievous smile. She wasn’t like other girls who were afraid of revealing themselves and would close their legs, instead, she opened her legs wider and provoked me:
“Hmph, so the manservant’s animalistic nature is finally revealed. If you crawl over here on all fours, I’ll be especially generous and let you look.”
If Director Cao was given the same conditions, he would definitely spring into action right away. But I can’t, not just because I’m your brother, but Peng TouSi, 004, and 005 are watching.
No, wait, my goal is only money. I should have zero interests in what panties my sister is currently wearing.
The break soon ended and Ai Mi was called on set. When Ai Mi proudly walked past me, she had a clear sense of superiority in her eyes as if I could no longer escape from her grasps.
“I already knew the first time we met.” Ai Mi said, “You’re a d.a.m.n lolicon and would one day bow down at my feet.”
She put on airs again and sighed, she urged me:
“Put in some effort and follow me like a loyal dog. I’m pretty generous to loyal servants and will continue to give you some benefits here and there.”
“Now I don’t have to worry about you being bought by my mother.”
Who’s a d.a.m.n lolicon, I only want your panties… No, I only want to return money back to your mother.
Sunday pa.s.sed and I never expected the current situation: Tossing and turning on my bed with my whole head filled with thoughts about my sister’s panties.
Monday arrived and as the male PE committee member, I had to organize the lines along with Xiong YaoYue at the flag raising.
Xiong YaoYue had a band-aid on her cheek and a willow leaf in her mouth.
“Mu ZhongMing, straighten your back.” she yelled, “Eunuch Cao, suck in your gut.”
Xiao Qin didn’t need to attend the flag raising since she hurt her head before. Currently, she was probably sitting in the cla.s.sroom and happily drawing her abstract manga.
The cla.s.s leader who would usually help Xiong YaoYue organize the lines was quietly standing at the end of the line and glaring at me with resent.
Her standing posture also looks a bit odd as if she can’t exert any strength with her legs… is it residual effects of being spanked by me.
Not only was she not able to stand steady, she also never rode her bike to school even though she uses it everyday. As expected, is it because her a.s.s is too swollen, but how will she be able to sit in cla.s.s.
The gaze she used to look at me was like she wanted to stomp me to death with high heels.
No, the cla.s.s leader never wears high heels, but whenever I reminisce about her wearing black stockings and a miniskirt, I can’t help pairing it with a pair of high heels on her feet. That way, the “s.e.xy outfit” would be complete.
When we were done organizing the lines and returned back to our position, Xiong YaoYue caught up to me and whispered closely in my ear:
“Häagen-DazsHäagen-DazsHäagen-DazsHäagen-Dazs…”
I know, isn’t it just Häagen-Dazs. Don’t get so close to me, the other students are looking at us strangely.
I stood at the end of the boy’s line and the cla.s.s leader stood at the end of the girl’s line. There were more boys than girls so I could see the back of the cla.s.s leader at anytime.
Hm, it was time to put my imagination to use. I wonder how swollen it was under the cla.s.s leader’s clothes.
It was as if she felt my gaze encroach upon her, the cla.s.s leader quickly swapped positions with Xiong YaoYue who was in the row in front of her.
Due to the requirements of the flag raising, Xiong YaoYue had to temporarily wear the school’s uniform dress and she scratched her b.u.t.t inelegantly.
Suddenly, she realized she was the last in line for the girls, so she turned around and saw me and Niu ShiLi (who was in front of me) have an awkward expression, but she thought it was interesting and laughed.
So she really doesn’t worry about the trifling matters. Also, what’s so funny about two muscly men, your sense of humor is quite odd.
As the student body representative, the prettiest girl in girl spoke on the podium. She spoke a bunch of pretty words with no sustenance and everyone clapped lethargically.
“How fake.” Eunuch Cao chimed in, “If she lifted up her skirt, the applause would collapse the stage.”
A male student with small eyes asked Eunuch Cao: “Should we add the prettiest girl in school to our materials?”
Eunuch Cao shook her head: “Let’s wait until after we finish cla.s.s 2-3, we want quality over quant.i.ty. Also, you have to wait until there’s fewer people around to talk about this.”
Material, what materials? Isn’t it only regular photos of the upper half bodies of students (some boys), what’s there to fantasize about?
It was time for the old princ.i.p.al to make a statement. He touched a few hairs that was blowing up in the wind and said slowly:
“Don’t only focus on studying, take the time to enjoy your youth. We should be promoting well-rounded development. Although we don’t have many qualified teachers, and a lot of them don’t look good, but we still managed to produce three well-known actors. Let me think… I think they were referred to as the village thug (Liu HeiGou), the profiteer (Xu WeiYang), the traitor (w.a.n.g FuGui)…”
Don’t say anymore, stop talking. Those are the names the other schools call us to laugh at us. Luckily, I wore heavy makeup when acting in the role of the evil monk, otherwise, 28 Middle would have lost all face.
The vice-princ.i.p.al desperately grabbed the mic from the princ.i.p.al, “Don’t listen to the princ.i.p.al’s nonsense, he’s only joking. The main duty of a student is to study, study, and study some more. If you can’t raise your grades, how will you face your parents, how will you face the martyrs of the revolution?”
Hm, I might not be able to face my dad, but as for Ai ShuQiao, I don’t owe her anything.
The first cla.s.s was language. Before the cla.s.s started, the representative was collecting homework, the student on duty was cleaning the blackboard, Loud Mouth was busy eating snacks, and the cla.s.s leader was walking around helping with various tasks.
It felt like the cla.s.s leader was afraid of sitting down.
Ah, if I looked closely, the cla.s.s leader had a cushion three times thicker than usual on her seat. Isn’t that the one Shu Zhe used the last time he got a beating from me? I can’t believe I gave the both of them a spanking one after another, I’m heartless.
Xiao Qin was humming a song and seems she was in good spirits.
“Is your stomach better.” I asked.
” (*^__^*) Hehe… Ye Lin cla.s.smate cares about me, I’m so happy o(≧o≦)o”
” (._.) Even though I lied at home the whole day, but I’m completely fine now （￣︶￣）↗”
” (＠￣︶￣＠) I’m back to normal and can get married to Ye lin cla.s.smate at anytime.”
Xiao Qin opened her bag and began flipping through it.
” (=￣ω￣=) I saw a really cool notebook when I went to buy manga materials a few days ago, so I bought it.”
Xiao Qin placed a thick notebook on her desk and it had ‘Death Note’ written on it in English. Isn’t that the death note, according to the anime, any name you write in it, the person will die of heart attack in 40 seconds.
Xiao Qin said innocently: “I was reminded of the cla.s.s leader’s long black hair when I saw this black notebook and thought it would suit her.”
” (￣︿￣) Ever since I transferred here. the cla.s.s leader has taken care of me. I also heard she has a habit of keeping journals, so I plan too give this notebook tho the cla.s.s leader.”
Are you that kindhearted you would give something to the cla.s.s leader. Did you rub poison on the papers?
Xiao Qin took out a pen from her pencil case and said solemnly:
“I should write her name on it in case it gets lost.”
Thus she opened the notebook and wrote “Shu Sha” on an inner page without hesitation.
Then she quickly turned around and stared at the cla.s.s leader without blinking as if awaiting for something to happen.
f.u.c.k that. The owner’s name should be written on the cover, not the inside! You clearly know this is the death note and how it works!
You pretend to be innocent, but you want the cla.s.s leader to drop dead.
What kind of two-faced protagonist are you.