kiss your brow

The second class was over, and there was time for exercises between classes. The students were standing on the playground in school uniforms, with the hot sun on their heads, looking at the principal standing on the stage, criticizing the students of several classes by name.

The students in class nine whistled and gloated when they heard the names of some demon girls in their class.

"Chen Rongyun from Class [-]! Seriously named and criticized! On Wednesday night, I had a fight with Zheng Han from Class [-] on the playground. His behavior was extremely bad. Credits were deducted and he stayed in school for observation."

"Song Ying? Didn't you come? Skip class three days a week, deduct credits and stay in school for observation."

When Chu Ning heard this name, her heart beat wildly. She squeezed her fingers tightly, stood in the line, and looked around, but she didn't see Song Ying.

I didn't see her in class, so I don't know where she went.

Suddenly a hot current hit her lower abdomen, her body trembled suddenly, her legs stood straight, enduring the embarrassment.

I didn't expect to have my period.

She was too nervous during the study period, and it was easy to ignore the time when her aunt came. Moreover, she didn't have a sanitary napkin with her, and she was not familiar with the classmates in the class. She couldn't ask others to borrow such a private thing.

Chu Ning drooped her eyelashes, and her feathery eyelashes instantly covered the bleakness of the black glass.

The scorching sun burned his face, and he was almost exhausted after standing for a while, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

The school principal on the stage continued to strictly teach the students who violated the school rules.

Chu Ning's lips were turning pale, she was in poor health, and her hypoglycemia had already started to stare at her eyes.

The class monitor of Class Nine was a tall boy wearing glasses. He looked very seductive. He walked up to her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm not feeling well, can I squat down and have a rest?"

The squad leader glanced at her face and murmured, "Hypoglycemia?"

"Hmm..." She couldn't hold it anymore, she squatted slowly on the ground, her body trembling, her hands were curled up around her arms, her back was dripping with cold sweat, her ears were buzzing, as if she was stuffed in a plastic bag.

So sad.

Ding Pengpeng, who was in the row behind, made eye contact with Lu Na, "What did Song Ying say? Why have you been absent from the exercises during class?"

Ding Pengpeng shrugged, "She always does her own way. People who don't know her say she's trapped in love. This kind of scandal can spread, and she laughs out loud."

Lu Na nodded her chin, "Xu Shujiao is a school belle with a good family background. These two are quite a match. If they get back together, I will definitely agree."

"I'm not a fucking roundworm in her stomach, how do I know if I will get back together."

Chu Ning squatted for a while, the principal finally finished the lengthy manuscript,

When disbanded.

Ding Pengpeng walked up to her, stared at her pale face, and said distressedly: "Little cutie, are you alright?"

She shook her head, "I'm fine."

"The teacher just said that if you can't do inter-class exercises in the future, you can directly do it in the classroom."

"I made you worry." Chu Ning smiled softly, as tender as a flower.

Ding Pengpeng couldn't help pinching her little face, "The skin is so good, so white and tender, so beautiful, it looks much more pleasing to the eye than our school beauty, and there is no acne at all."

"Okay, it's time to get ready for class. If you can't leave, let me help you." Ding Pengpeng picked her up, and the two went to the classroom.

"Song Ying, she, she didn't come to class." Chu Ning reminded kindly.

Ding Pengpeng paused, smiled and said: "Don't worry about her. Few people know that she is a wealthy family that everyone in S City relies on. She never mentions family matters at school. She is relatively low-key. Her test scores are not bad, you may not know that those people in the wealthy family have a little bit of inconspicuous hobbies, their own starting line surpasses others by a large margin, and the future is even arranged by the family."

"So..." Chu Ning hesitated to ask her to borrow a sanitary napkin, but after thinking for a while, she still couldn't open her mouth.

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A ray of sunshine poured into the bedroom, cicadas and birds chirped on the green tree trunks, and the curtains danced, disturbing people's hearts.

Song Ying went into the bathroom naked, she was used to sleeping naked without restraint.Her hair curled up, her bangs covered her eyelashes, and she sluggishly picked up the clothes thrown on the hanger and put them on.

This point should be the exercise time between classes. Song Ying doesn't like studying very much. She arrives late and leaves early to have fun. Boring books can't bring her the joy of life, but the hustle and bustle of bars at night can make people indulge themselves unscrupulously.

She put on her shirt, put on her watch, slightly raised the corners of her eyes, and was about to go back to the classroom.

After walking for a while, I returned to the Xincheng Building. During get out of class, the corridors were full of students, chatting and laughing together.

Song Ying turned around and entered the classroom, and was bumped into her arms by a person head-on, and a sweet smell hit her nose.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Chu Ning hurriedly apologized without looking up.

"What are you so nervous about?" Song Ying asked her with a lazy expression, lowering her head.

Chu Ning heard the sound, looked up to see who was coming, her face was full of embarrassment, and she stammered, "I, I...do you have sanitary napkins?"

Song Ying didn't speak, walked to the desk, took out a piece from the drawer and gave it to her.

She carries all these things with her.

Chu Ning looked around, and when no one noticed, she quickly put it back in her pocket, her heart relaxed, and she smiled: "Thank you."

When you're done, turn around and run.

Song Ying's eyes fell on her pants, her pupils shrank, and she reached out and quickly grabbed her by the back collar, pulling her back into her arms.

Chu Ning was startled immediately, and turned her head in a difficult posture, "Why, what's wrong."

"Pants." The two words were in a cold tone.

"?"

"Dirty."

Only then did Chu Ning realize what Song Ying was talking about, she wore thin clothes in summer, and her aunt would soon stain her trousers with penetration.

A faint blush suddenly appeared on her face, and she had 5 minutes to ring the bell for class, so she had no time to go to the dormitory to change her pants.

Song Ying lowered the corners of her eyes, pulled out her school uniform from the drawer, flung off the sleeves with a bang, tied the school uniform around her waist from behind, and tightened it.

Chu Ning's heart was beating wildly, her back was pressed against her arms, and the smell of her body lingered at the tip of her nose.

Like lemon white tea, it is pure and quiet, light and fragrant, and the moment you get close to it makes you feel at ease.

The school uniform happened to block the bright red on her trousers.

Song Ying put his hand on her shoulder: "Go and change it, so that no one will see it."

Chu Ning opened her mouth, "Thank you."

When it was lunch time, Chu Ning hurried to the dormitory to change into clean clothes. She hugged Song Ying's school uniform in her arms, put it in the basin and washed it for her.

There was never a shortage of topics to comment on Song Ying in school, but after just a few days of getting along, she found that Song Ying was not as bad as others said, and those who spoke ill of her behind her back probably had never gotten along with her.

When Chu Ning came to the restaurant, Ding Pengpeng helped her cook. She stood at their table, and Song Ying was eating. Recently, she ate at school and didn't go out to eat.

Chu Ning was sitting next to Song Ying. She was wearing a loose ponytail, a few strands of bangs under the corner of her forehead, and a loose blue and white school uniform. She was slender and thin. .

Clothes are always fresh and clean.

Ding Pengpeng was wearing a well-tailored goose-yellow skirt, which was very expensive. He took out a lipstick and wiped his lips as if no one was there. : "Today is Friday, two classes are over in the afternoon, let's go play for a while?"

Song Ying: "I don't care."

Ding Pengpeng asked Chu Ning, "Let's go play together."

"I, I have a part-time job at night, so I may not have time to be together." Chu Ning replied gently.

In her sophomore year of high school, she had already found a job as a KTV waiter in private. Minors were not allowed to go on stage, and could only drink in the background.

Ding Pengpeng said without hesitation: "Ning Ning, is your family poor?"

Chu Ning's back was stiff, and the chopsticks in her hand didn't move. She bit her lip a little bit shyly, and said, "My mother is not in good health, and usually spends money on family expenses. I earn some extra money during the holidays to pay for food."

The atmosphere around the table suddenly became eerie.

Ding Pengpeng put away his teasing tone, patted her head, and said with a smile, "What a sensible kid."

Chu Ning smiled and pursed her lips, and continued to eat.

Song Ying put down his chopsticks and drank some soup.The dark pupils glanced at her inadvertently, seeming to size her up intentionally or unintentionally.