C12 Decadal Dactyly(1)

What was going on? What was going on? Liu Zhaoyan still wanted to struggle, but suddenly, a warm stream of energy surged under his fart. Liu Zaiyan's body froze and he didn't dare to move.

She looked at her chubby hands, which were stained with blood, and her throat was dry. Mother, no matter what situation he was in, it was more important to stop the bleeding and change the medicine.

Liu Jia's legs were still crossed as he slowly twisted his body and stuck his feet into the embroidered shoes. Aiyo, hey, it's been a long time. Back then, she had worn embroidered shoes that were made of foam when she first walked around. She hadn't thought that she would be able to savor the taste of embroidered shoes again after wearing them for eighteen years.

Liu Jiayan didn't understand, but after sleeping for a while, she had become fatter. However, this did not hinder her aunt's hesitation over the years. The moment this child arrived, his limbs would involuntarily stiffen and he would not dare to move. She was holding her leg, afraid that blood would leak out of her pants. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Liu Zaiyan glanced at the black mud on the ground and stuck out her tongue in disgust. She didn't doubt it at all. The one who was definitely going to be her eighth grade female dorm mate. There was a small room with more than ten people. There were two large shared beds and there were about thirty to forty people squeezed inside. [I really don't know how I endured it all those years ago!] At the moment when Liu Zaiyan was stunned, she felt hot blood gushing beneath her. The girl's chubby face instantly turned into a fried bun. Damn, why was there so much?

Liu Jiayan was a little worried. Would she bleed to death? She crossed her legs and stuck out her bottom. She had just climbed onto the bed and touched the only hemostatic sticker – a roll of toilet paper – and was speechless. This paper was not even one bunch wide, could it be of any use? She scooped up her coat with her legs and prepared to tie it around her waist to hide the puddle of blood on her buttocks and go to the bathroom to change the paper.

Tap, tap, tap. Smoke froze when he heard footsteps and the door open. He wore a purple, gold, and floral coat. He was tall, had long, black hair and a warm, pure face. Wasn't this the form teacher, Xu Yan?

"Bring a cigarette, what's the matter with you? Teacher Zhang said that you were disgruntled and went back to your room. " Xu Yan walked into the room, scanned the room and its layout, and nodded her head. She walked up to the Willow and looked at her awkward position. She pulled the child by the arm and looked at the big, wet Luo that was on the back of the child's butt. She sighed. and asked her, "How? So many? Do you have any pants left? "

Liu Ziyan blinked, finally understanding the current situation. Back then, when she was 13 years old, the initial tides had come again, and after the initial tides, it had come again. Who knew that she would not come again after the initial tides?

She was too young to understand a girl's period, and she only felt that it was inconvenient for her to come to this place. No, it saved her a lot of trouble. She was glad that she didn't have the time. As a result, her period had stopped for nearly a year, and when she was fourteen, it suddenly came back. Furthermore, he was here for lessons! Don't mention being embarrassed.

She had wanted to endure it until class was over before she went to the washroom to make trouble. However, this aunt was different from peeing; she didn't want to hold it in for too long. Unable to hold on any longer, she hummed and reported to the math teacher before running back to her room with a blush on her face. She went to the bathroom to change the paper and found that there was too much blood on her pants to wear again. She wanted to change her clothes, but the awkward thing was that she didn't have the spare pair of pants on!

Liu Zaiyan's junior high school was a boarding school. They stayed in the school for five days a week. Most of them were people from the village under the town of 18. They were less than ten miles away from the village. Therefore, whether it was cold or hot, no one was washing clothes at school. They were all taking them home to wash.

Liu Zaiyan looked at the young form teacher with hot tears in her eyes. Teacher Xu had come at just the right time! It was late autumn, she remembered, and it was very cold, so she didn't wear a change of trousers, only a blouse. Without a pair of pants to change into, she wouldn't be able to enter the classroom.

What did Teacher Xu Yan say? Liu Zaiyan thought about it for a moment. The head teacher seemed to have said that she was going to bring Uncle Yan and his wife to get a pair of pants for him to wear. When I get home and clean up, I'll send it to her aunt.

Everything was as she remembered. Xu Yan comforted Liu Gangyan for a while before going to the courtyard to borrow her uncle's pants.

Liu Jia stood beside her bed, smoking dryly. She would have liked to sit down, but the price was that her blue flowered bedspread was dyed blood-red. She was a lazy child, and thinking about the pain of washing the bedsheets, she wisely chose to stand for a while. Liu Zaiyan tilted his head and looked at his meaty hands, not understanding what was going on.

Had she shrunk, or had she shrunk? Or should she dream? Liu Yan pulled at her long hair with her ponytail, and the corner of her lips twitched speechlessly.

Mom, is there a need to embarrass her so much?" Didn't she just say a few words of truth and lose a man? Why was it so painful, bleeding, and stupid? Liu Zuoyan didn't wait for long before her class teacher, Xu Yan, brought back a pair of autumn pants and a pair of pants. White, floral autumn pants. Their waists were so loose that they could fit two people. Their blue and brown jeans were very plump. Xu Yan said a few more words to her before leaving.

He had no choice but to change out of his dirty clothes. When she saw the few drops of blood on her underwear, she suddenly thought of a question. That didn't seem to be the case back then, right? She clearly remembered that she had covered her underwear with blood as well. Liu Jia Yan rubbed his nose and snickered. Back then, she wasn't dumb enough to change into a lady just like that, did she? This thought made her unable to hold back her joy. With her foolish appearance, it was possible for her to do such a stupid thing!

"Speak, pull —

The old Oriental Red Bell rang out together, coaxing the hungry wolves out of the wilderness. Liu Jiayan leaned against the window as he looked at the young boys and girls swarming in the cafeteria. He sighed in his heart and thought, "Being young is really good!"

Gulp, gulp, gulp. Eh, if this dream was made, would my stomach get hungry?! Liu Zhaoyan licked his dry lips, swallowing his saliva as he looked at the rice in the hands of the first child to rush out. He was really hungry. What should he do? Liu Zaiyan was still in a daze when she heard the sound of the women's dormitory door being knocked open.

She turned her head to look. Oh, no matter if it was the people in front or behind her, she recognized them all! Little beauties of the eighth or third tier, Nenjie, Sherko, and Zhan Li, they were all very familiar with each other. However, it was a little strange. Why were they the same as him, smaller version?

She had heard a few years ago that Nanjie was married. Her daughter was already two or three years old. Why are they all teenage lolis now?

Liu Jiayan leaned against the wall as he blankly stared at his classmates. He didn't know if he was dreaming or if it was real. Nanjie and the others greeted Liu Zaiyan and asked her what was wrong. It didn't matter if she ate or not, but they waited for the little girl's question. Liu Zaiyan also didn't know what was going on with herself, so she just mumbled, "Ah, oh, uh." Nodding or shaking his head. He didn't dare to speak carelessly.

Luckily, Liu Gan didn't bring Yan Pingping along, so the students didn't think anything was wrong. They just said a few words and went to snatch the rice.

Willow smoke looks forward to sleeping, or waking up, to forget hunger. She waited and waited. Half of her classmates were heading towards the dorm. They were eating, pulling paper, chatting, and half-lying down. It was very lively, Liu Jiayan was in a trance, he couldn't tell if this was real or fake.