My youth love story can definitely be written

... is over?

No, there is really self-introduction of such a simple person!

Some of the Valley is a bit surprised, but I think this is probably that I should be my old girl, so I will release it.

If you are a sister, you are not a normal thing as your brother?

"Michael ... is the Michael of the super basketball star?"

"No, that is the name, Angel, this is the last name."

Hello, is it called Shang An Qier? Your stinky boy, give me a little warm!

"Angel ... Michael?"

The mouth is embarrassed, and it is determined by the Valley. I will pick up the get out of class first and go back to find my old dad talk. If this is, if it is directly known to the old lady.

......

In the mind, I envisaged the beautiful scene after the incident, which is not cold than the whole person.

... Hey, do you want to call a mother to ask for your mother? Why do you have more sisters?

Anyway, the old man buckled my pocket money.

"Okay, everyone is quiet, start to class."

Arrange the seat of Angel, although it is also the relationship between the opponents and Angel, but as a teacher, although she violence, she does not rely on a little, I like to press the students. One point, but the general is still a good teacher. At this time, I understand what I should do.

"That, I started to ask for the teacher, I asked, Angel classmate, what is your relationship with the valley?"

... I really should go to the Teacher Management Association to complain about this unreasonable female teacher.

"The relationship between my brother?"

Angel came back, and he looked at the pure and quiet scorpion.

"My brother is my brother!"

"amount."

After Angel's words, I was smiling and smiled and smiled and touched my nose. It was not good to continue to ask, I had to cough two times.

"Keien, it is so this."

So you are in this ghost.

"So, we will start class now! This class should ..."

Flat is quiet, talking on the podium, but the top of the top is completely unsatisfactory.

Really, "Yuan" literary commentary? Who loves to write, anyway, don't accept the lesson, I have to think about how my father is going to hook a beautiful woman in Michael ... No, how did you make yourself ... it is right, it is What changes will happen after you have a sister?

Being more than the mouth of the Valley, I carefully think about my future good life.

Shuangmei struggles, competing to compete.

"Brother, ah ~"

This is Xiaomachi.

"Brother, here ... ah ~"

This is Angel.

"Oh, huh, give me both sides, my brother is big."

"What are you thinking about, laughing is so disgusting.

... How do you look at my back? I laughed very disgusting, Huangquan.

"Biogui, I will take your literary comment to the office for a while, I will help you comment."

"……Yes."

Soul.

Just in the struggle of the Valley, the time of the class quickly ended. As the ringtones under get out of class sounded, all people in the class did not move, just the lift of the eyes and looked at the peace.

"Ha ha……"

Flat is quiet, laughing, and naturally knows what you have thought about, she coughed a few times.

"Cough, next get out of class, than me with me."

It is bitter than the face of the Valley, picking up the literary comment of a class, and the heart of the heart is stunned.

The noise sounded in the classroom, and it was also known that the group of guys in the class was sure to go around the "sister".

A group of bastards, if I scared my sister.

It's gloomy than the face of the Valley, and the dark scorpion does not know when it has become a pure golden gold.

In that, if this island, there is no need to exist.

"Beig" ... wow, what are you doing! "

Pingtu is still back, is preparing to compare what the entrance is said, but suddenly swayed with the light that is exhibited in the mouthful of the Valley scorpion.

"Ah, sorry."

"You, forget it."

Pingyu is quiet, sighing, pulling the office, in the office.

"Teacher, literary comment."

Into the office, I handed the literary comment of my own class, I wrote myself.

"That one……"

"Yep, got it,"

Flathe is quietly thrown into the garbage tank road that is over the past.

"What is your sister?"

... I haven't finished writing yet.