16 year old graduation ceremony

Xian Ling joined the swimming club in the next semester, without even considering that he is a landlubber and has always hated basking in the sun.Just learning to hold her breath and float has suffered a lot, but Zhao Xiuyin did not come to guide her like other kind senior sisters as she expected, she just swam back and forth tirelessly in the distance like a fish, neither To show off her swimming skills, not to practice for the competition, just to immerse herself in herself.

The old principal wearing a cheongsam ordered the toilets and changing rooms to be painted her favorite pink. When the naive female student faced her own body alone in the secret space, the tampon stained with menstrual blood and the diaper that gave birth to ecstasy □In the reflection of the soft pink light, the obscene elements of baring teeth and dancing claws are diluted, but it makes them cherish their tenderness and purity just like a flower.

The peach-red plastic curtains in the changing rooms are often torn, and a group of girls with their clothes lined up in front of the few showers that are barely covered. Only Zhao Xiuyin took off her clothes nonchalantly, splashing under the shower Slowly washing the brown carcass with bluish-white swimsuit marks on it.It was the first time for Xianling to see other people's naked body, and she didn't know where to put her eyes. Then she heard a few people giggling and laughing nearby. Suddenly, she felt ashamed and her face burned, as if she had been naked for the first time. People watched and commented.But it was in that damp and dark shower room that Zhao Xiuyin called her to stop for the first time:

"Hey! Can I borrow your shampoo?"

Xian Ling was about to close the curtain, but turned her head in response to the sound, only to see Zhao Xiuyin standing naked in front of her, water drops dripped along her ear-length hair onto her pear-like fresh and round breasts, converging on light brown end of the stem.With his mouth half-opened, Xianling handed out the whole jar of shampoo in his hand, only to realize that he hadn't washed his hair until he came back to his senses.She let the cold water hit her body which was still hot: this was the chance she had been waiting for for a long time face to face, and she had to leave a deep and good impression on Zhao Xiuyin, so she shouldn't run over to ask for the shampoo back, appearing She is petty; she should wait patiently, Zhao Xiuyin will come and knock on her door, bring over the small goose yellow bottle, and thank her, then she can take the opportunity to ask for free-style ventilation...A layer of skin was almost washed off her body, but she didn't notice it until the female school worker who was about to close the swimming pool hurried outside, and then she realized that she was the only one left in the entire shower room, and everyone had left .After drying his hair carelessly, he put on his clothes and stepped out the door, but kicked something under his feet. He looked down and saw that goose yellow bottle was spinning on the ground.

Lunch time is the most important time of the day to socialize. People who are popular always gather together and sit at a table to eat bento. Those who read books and eat lunch alone are mostly too dull to understand jokes or serious enough to cause indigestion. In order to prevent himself from falling into the unwelcome and desolate ranks, Xian Ling was busy passing notes and whispering to recruit friends before noon.Amid the mixed smell of the lunch box, she couldn't help but look towards two o'clock. Zhao Xiuyin was sitting alone eating her meager lunch box, neither chatting nor reading, as if she was not in a vegetable market Instead of a noisy classroom, a French restaurant with operettas playing.Xian Ling's gracious lunch invitations hit a soft nail, coupled with the unhappiness in the dressing room, her longing for Zhao Xiuyin gradually turned sour, and turned into a harsh and critical spy.During the cleaning time after class, Zhao Xiuyin stood under the bodhi tree with a bamboo broom, sweeping the fallen leaves with a dreamy look, sweeping the dead leaves into the ditch, Xianling immediately exclaimed sharply, although it was not It was not the area she was in charge of, so she hurried to make a small report to the head of the health department.There are rumors that Zhao Xiuyin has an ambiguous relationship with boys from other schools. Although the evidence is weak, Xian Ling's unspoken imagination is more wild and unrestrained than the descriptions of her classmates. It seems to be revenge on her opponent, and at the same time satisfy her own unspeakable pleasure.

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