Chapter 6

I walked on the road humming a little tune in the cool morning, holding the breakfast I just bought in my hand, feeling particularly happy. Fortunately, my aunt took me in, otherwise I would have to go to school with my mother to handle the transfer procedures today.

I took the elevator to the third floor, took out the key my aunt gave me yesterday, and just opened the door and heard the sound of running water from the faucet. I walked to the living room and turned my head to see that my aunt’s bedroom door was open. I wondered if my aunt was okay?

I put the breakfast on the coffee table and walked over. The bathroom door was open and my aunt was washing up.

“Aunt, is your foot okay? I went out to buy breakfast just now.”

What a coincidence, my aunt had just finished washing up. Seeing that I was dressed neatly, she nodded with relief and said, “Thank you, James. If it weren’t for you, I would have to endure the pain in my feet and go out to buy breakfast.”

My aunt walked out, frowning every time her right foot landed. The injury on her foot should not have healed yet.

I hurried forward to help my aunt, but she pushed my hand away and smiled reluctantly, saying, “It’s okay. I just applied the medicine myself. I feel much better than last night. James, go open the door and wake Thomas up. Don’t let him be late.”

Knowing that my aunt has a strong personality, I didn’t insist, “Aunt, I’m going to the bathroom first. I forgot when I went out just now.”

Aunt hummed and walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

I entered the bathroom and closed the door to relieve myself. When I turned my head to look at the washing machine, I found that all the clothes on the ground had been picked up by my aunt. The black corset dress was thrown into the washing machine and was being washed with my cousin’s and my clothes, while my aunt’s black one-piece stockings, black lace underwear and bra were still lying quietly in the basket. My aunt should wash them by hand.

She shouldn’t have found any clues, right?

I thought to myself, I handled it very cleanly last night.

And the tone of my aunt’s words to me just now was quite normal. She should not know anything. I analyzed calmly.

After a while, I walked out of the bathroom and saw that my aunt was already eating the breakfast I bought. I didn’t say anything else, but walked to my cousin’s room, unlocked the door and went in.

My cousin was wearing earmuffs and sleeping soundly. It was already past seven o’clock and he hadn’t woken up yet. My aunt said that he had insomnia, but I doubted whether it was true.

I took off his earmuffs and pushed his body to wake him up. My cousin was a little confused for a while. Seeing that it was not my mother who woke him up when he opened his eyes, but my cousin, he rubbed his eyes and looked at me sleepily.

“Cousin, where is my mother?”

“You are really good at sleeping. Did you know that my aunt’s foot was injured last night?” I was speechless.

“Ah? Mom was injured?” My cousin was originally a child. Although he looked steady on the surface, he was actually only a six-year-old child. Hearing that his mother was injured, he became anxious and got up from the bed in a panic.

“Mom, how are you?” My cousin ran out of the bedroom barefoot in his pajamas, shouting anxiously. “You’re going to kill me so early in the morning!” My aunt, who was sitting on the sofa and stuffing a steamed bun into her mouth, glared at my reckless cousin, ate the food in her mouth slowly, and said unhappily, “Thanks to your cousin, I’m not going to die.” As if she remembered the helpless and desperate scene of falling in the bathroom last night, my aunt rolled her eyes at my cousin, “You’re the same as your father. You can’t count on you two for anything.” At this time, I also walked out and saw my little cousin burying his head like a bullied young wife to accept the lesson from my aunt. I thought this scene was a bit familiar. Isn’t it the same when I make my mother angry? Fortunately, my aunt didn’t really care. She just needed a chance to vent. After all, if I was there last night, my aunt might have been locked in the bathroom all night. You can imagine how helpless and desperate she was at that time.

After breakfast, it was inconvenient for my aunt to send my cousin to school, so I had to do it for her. My cousin’s school is very close to home. It’s just two blocks away from the community. It won’t delay me for long, otherwise I will be late today.

I watched my cousin go in at the school gate, and then I hurriedly took a taxi to go to school. Although my previous home only took more than ten minutes to walk to the school, I now live in my aunt’s house. I can only take a taxi to go home after school.

This is one of the costs of not changing schools!

Fortunately, it only takes 20 minutes to take a taxi, so the time is not very tight.

The school arranges a 20-minute morning reading class every day, from 8:00 to 3:20, and the class officially starts after a 10-minute break. Fortunately, I have arrived at school before 8:00.

Today’s morning reading class is Chinese. I was sitting in the classroom taking out the Chinese textbook. At this time, David, who was sitting in front of me, turned around skillfully while the teacher was not here, lowered his voice and winked at me.

“James, do you want Sister Feng’s new movie? It’s so exciting. I want to shoot it!”

David, although he is 1.78 meters tall, he is skinny and looks like he has been squeezed dry by a woman. This person is my best friend and junior high school classmate. I didn’t expect that we would be in the same class in high school. This can be regarded as fate.

David usually has no other hobbies, but he likes to watch movies. He boasted to us more than once that his collection of movies has more than a dozen T of space. He has all kinds of themes. It can be said that he has read countless movies.

The first movie I watched was also given by him.

Therefore, a group of our friends gave him a nickname called David, and this nickname lasted until high school.

I looked around and found that no one noticed us, so I scolded angrily: “Can you wait until after school? Is it appropriate to talk about this in the classroom?”

David laughed and said awkwardly: “James, I am in a hurry to share with you? I really want to cum!”

My heart moved. With David’s experience of watching countless movies, the movie that can make him praise it must be great.

“Really?”

I raised my eyebrows and said calmly: “What’s the theme?”

David tutted twice and replied meaningfully: “Taming and training!”

Fuck!

I suddenly thought of Feng Kelian (Feng Hualian) in my mind. She looked pitiful and ready to be picked. I couldn’t help but feel restless. Among all the actresses, Feng Kelian is definitely in the first echelon. Hashimoto Arina’s long legs, Mikami Yua’s plump and white breasts, and her beauty comparable to that of a star, Feng Kelian can be said to have all of them.

The films she shot before didn’t have this kind of theme!

It seems that the ban has been lifted.

While I was daydreaming, David carefully took out his phone and handed it to me, giving me a look that you know.

I looked down, and the AV cover that came into my sight instantly made my blood boil. The charming and moving Feng Hualian was kneeling on the ground naked, with a thin subway chain around her neck being held by a man, her expression was both lustful and distressing...

“Pass it to me immediately!”

I was so excited that I almost shouted out. Fortunately, David quickly took back the phone for fear that people around him would find out. Seeing my uncontrollable look, he nodded with satisfaction, and a sense of pride that heroes think alike arose in his heart.

Pah pah pah!

Just when David was grinning and wanted to “blackmail” me with some pocket money as usual, our Chinese teacher and head teacher suddenly clapped his hands and walked in.

“Quiet, students, be quiet!”

The Chinese teacher walked up to the podium with an air of seniority, raised his hand and made a downward gesture to signal the students, and the classroom, which was as noisy as a busy city just now, suddenly became silent.

“Students, due to personal reasons, I am sorry that I cannot finish teaching you this semester before leaving.”

“From today on, your Chinese teacher will be Ms. Tang Ling.”

“Your new English teacher Sarah will be your class teacher.”

“I hope you will study hard in the future, and everyone can be admitted to the ideal university.”

After announcing these two things, the class teacher left the classroom with a sad face, and his back was so lonely.

The students in the classroom whispered, discussing the departure of Teacher Wang, the new Chinese teacher, and what was even more exciting was that the English teacher who everyone loved had changed from a subject teacher to a class teacher in less than a semester after coming to our class.

Ding-ling-ling!

The bell for the morning reading class rang.

I have to say that the learning atmosphere in the provincial key school is still very good. When the bell rang, the originally noisy classroom began to quiet down, and then the sound of reading aloud gradually sounded, from weak to strong, one after another.

I looked up and saw that the clock on the wall to the right of the blackboard in front of the classroom was exactly eight o’clock.

Amid the sound of my classmates reading one sentence at a time, I also opened the textbook and began to recite the text.

“Climbing the Phoenix Tower in Jinling·Tang·Li Bai”

“The phoenix is ​​flying on the Phoenix Tower, the phoenix leaves the tower and the river flows by itself.”

“The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace buried the secluded paths, and the clothes and hats of the Jin Dynasty became ancient hills.”

“Three mountains are half-fallen outside the blue sky, and the Egret Island is divided by two waters.”

“Always because the floating clouds can block the sun, Chang’an is not visible, which makes people sad.”

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The 20-minute morning reading class passed in a flash, and after a ten-minute break, it was time for the first class of the day.

The first class of the day happened to be English class.

Ding-ling-ling!

As the bell rang, a beautiful scene appeared at the door of the classroom on time.

English teacher Sarah walked in from the door holding the textbook in front of her chest. Her black and smooth hair was like silk and scattered on her thin shoulders. The white T-shirt wrapped her two firm and plump breasts, which were round and tall and pointed. She wore tight jeans on her lower body, which wrapped her flawless round legs, outlining the slender curve of her thighs and tight buttocks.