Author: zjchs
Word count: 1497
Every time I was in class, my eyes would involuntarily look at the purple boots of my deskmate. It was winter, and my deskmate was a dark-skinned girl named Liu Cong. She was average-looking, but her purple boots and the looming white socks inside kept me dreaming. She probably doesn’t pay attention to washing her feet, and the smell in the boots makes me want to move around. Finally, on that day, I couldn’t help but secretly lowered my head to smell the stench from the boots while she was asleep. However, after a long time, this matter was finally discovered. That day I was dying on her shoes, but she suddenly lowered her head and said to me, so you like my smelly feet, you are so cheap, wait for me in the tool room after school, or let the whole class know that you are a bitch who loves smelly feet. She always does what she says, and I seem to have no reason not to go. The tool room is an abandoned one-story house that no one has been to for a long time. I came to the tool room with a heavy heart, and suddenly there was a sour smell. Liu Cong sat on a desk and took off a shoe. In an instant, my gg was already hard. Liu Cong said softly, “It’s good to see you study quietly and quietly. I didn’t expect to have this hobby. I can’t stand my smelly feet. You still like it, bitch, and I will make you inseparable from my smelly feet in the future.” As I said that, I stretched out the sock foot to my face. The sour smell has never been stronger than at this moment. A tent was set up under me in an instant.
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