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Chapter 433

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In the classroom of class 1, grade 3, No. 2 middle school, Lin Xiaoshu suddenly raised his head from his desk. His eyes were full of confusion and panic.

"Little book, you finally woke up and slept for two classes."

Xu Xiayi, a former opponent and now a friend and deskmate, took back the school uniform that was put on Lin Xiaoshu at that time and put it back on herself.

Lin Xiaoshu subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth and said in surprise:

"I slept for two classes? Where's the teacher? "

"The teacher didn't call you. I must know you've worked hard recently and understand you."

Let alone the teacher, the students in the class can see this.

"Your face is so red." Xu Xiayi pointed to her pink face.

"Sleep on your stomach." Lin Xiaoshu held it with the back of his hand.

"I'm sweating. It's so cold today. Have you had a nightmare?"

Nightmares

Lin Xiaoshu wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and puffed out a long breath with pink cheeks:

"Sort of... Yeah."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiayi folded her arms and leaned her head on it to look at her:

"Little book, did you dream of your brother again?"

Sleeping often dreams about his beloved brother, which is an open secret in Lin Xiaoshu's circle of friends.

Lin Xiaoshu nodded slightly at the speech:

"Besides him, there is a vague woman."

"Fuzzy... Woman?"

"Yes."

Lin Xiaoshu took out a neutral pen with a brush body from the stationery box and combed his sleeping hair. His tone was not good and unhappy:

"It's very vague, like a layer of window paper, but you can see that it's an adult. He's not decent, flirts, and calls Lin Xiaoxian his brother..."

"Ah..."

Xu Xiayi suddenly realized that someone dared to rob her brother in Lin Xiaoshu's dream. It was really a terrible nightmare.

"But is it possible that you dreamed of yourself in the future?" Xu Xiayi had a whim.

"Impossible."

Lin Xiaoshu denied that she would not flirt with Lin Xiaoxian.

……

She won't, naturally someone will.

At the same time, in Mu Changqing's bedroom, Tuan Tuan squatted at the door, listening to the sound of "brother" from the room, sometimes hurried, sometimes long, very confused.

"Meow?"

Isn't that little shit shoveler still here? Who's calling brother?

Although the secular desire has long disappeared, the hormones emitted by stupid humans have overflowed from the crack of the door, which makes everyone curious.

There is a saying that curiosity kills the cat, but if the cat is not curious, it is in vain.

So, for the dignity of meow star people, Tuan Tuan obeyed the instinct of curiosity, jumped skillfully and turned the door handle open.

"Meow...?"

It doesn't matter if you don't open the door. As soon as you open the door, you don't see the small-sized excrement shoveling officer, but you see the two large-sized excrement shoveling officers changing their white scenes under an overlapping dispute.

After a while, it became like this: (.) (.)

After a while, it became like this: (. 8.)

Then it became like this: (·) (·)

……

"... meow..."

The incomprehensible human behavior made the group shrink vigilantly, and their claws hung on the door handle, and their bodies trembled.

"Tuan Tuan? How did you get in? Didn't you lock the door? "

"Forget it... Well... Maybe I didn't lock it... Well... Continue..."

"Meow..."

"Meow, your sister! Not yet! Evening dried fish cancellation! "

"Meow..."

"Oh, forget it... Look at me... Ok..."

……

After witnessing the short-term anger of the large male excrement shoveling officer, Tuan Tuan felt very regretful. He was curious that the ancient motto of killing the cat really didn't come out of nowhere. For a moment, his hands were cheap and he asked for a reprimand. He didn't say that there was no dried fish.

Oh.

Maybe this is a sterile cat that can be slaughtered

But the power of unproductiveness is infinite!

As a revolt, Tuan Tuan did not. At the same time, Feng Ti Xiang Jiang, published on women's frequency, also had wild readers one after another, including an active fan who commented on every chapter.

Finally, the boar editor also sent a message.

The message is simple and clear:

[I read the manuscript! This book "Celebrating more years" is very promising!]

Lin Xiaoxian just smiled at the news and didn't reply.

The reason, of course, is to pretend to be an expert without talking.

The three work plans are here. Both the effect and progress are within Lin Xiaoxian's plan. Tonight, he can have a thorough rest and save enough energy for tomorrow's back to school day.