8 people are blowing (01-08)

Re-formatted Author: Feng000111222 Words: 19790

1. Zhou Fei, I need to borrow your body.

One summer, in the mountains of Xishuangbanna, Yunnan, a group of children were setting up camp by a stream.

This summer camp consisted of three male and female teachers and twenty or thirty first-year junior high school students. At this moment, one teacher was instructing several students on setting up tents, another was instructing them on setting up a stove, and a third was scolding two boys who were fighting. None of them noticed that three boys in the group had secretly slipped out of the camp with a fishnet.

The tallest of the three boys was named Zhou Fei, who was too fat because he was too gluttonous, and his classmates nicknamed him "Big Fatty". One of them, who was almost a head shorter than him, was much more handsome and was the most popular with girls among the three, named Xu Fan. And the fair-skinned and thin boy, who was more beautiful than many girls in the class, was named Liu Xiaoyue.

In the sunlight, the three of them walked downstream along the shallow stream, getting further and further away from the campsite. Perhaps because of his longer strides, Zhou Fei walked far ahead. The other two followed at a leisurely pace. Catching fish was originally Da Pang's idea; the two of them weren't really interested, just there to keep the prince company while he read.

"We've walked so far, where are we going to find a single fish?" Liu Xiaoyue complained. Xu Fan nodded and shouted to Zhou Fei in the distance,

"Fatty! Stop looking! It's time to go back!!"

"Looking again, looking again, I don't believe it..." Zhou Fei suddenly turned and shouted to his two companions as he ran forward, "Damn! I told you there were! Come here, you two! There are plenty of fish here!!" Just as his two companions were about to reply, Zhou Fei suddenly disappeared. A moment later, two hands appeared on the surface of the stream, frantically flailing about, then a head appeared, as if shouting "River ghost," before the head sank back down.

Xu Fan and Liu Xiaoyue were both stunned for a moment. After a while, they reacted and ran over. They saw that the spot where Zhou Fei had fallen into the water was bottomless, like a huge mouth two or three meters in diameter, swallowing most of the stream flowing down from upstream. They handed him the fishnet, hoping Zhou Fei in the water could grab the other end, but he seemed to be losing consciousness and couldn't hold onto the fishnet.

"Go call the teacher! Ah, Xu Fan, let's go find the teacher..." Liu Xiaoyue said in a panic.

"No time! I'll go down and catch him. You wait here and hand me the fishnet!" Xu Fan said and jumped in. He swam over and put his left hand under Zhou Fei's armpit from behind, lifting his head out of the water. Seeing that he was still grabbing around haphazardly, he breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around to call Liu Xiaoyue on the shore to hand him the fishnet, but found that he had already thrown the fishnet aside and run away into the distance.

He vaguely heard Liu Xiaoyue mutter, "There's a water ghost... looking for the teacher..."

Xu Fan tried to drag Zhou Fei back to shore, but the downward suction was too strong. He struggled for a long time but couldn't, and was instead being pulled further and further towards the center of the deep water. Just as he was about to let go and try to swim back alone, the large, fat figure on his chest came to his senses and said, "Don't worry about me, you swim up by yourself." He couldn't let go of the hand he was about to release. Just as he hesitated, a sudden gust of current pulled them both to the bottom...—

In a deep, cold space, Zhou Fei and Xu Fan were already lifeless. The spirits attached to their bodies struggled to hold on. In a daze, Zhou Fei's spirit slowly gave way, floating out of his body, shattering, disintegrating, and disappearing.

In the darkness, a light suddenly appeared ahead, like the gates of heaven. A soul floated in the light, almost identical to Xu Fan's, only more mature, like his shadow or another side of him in a mirror. Just as Xu Fan and Zhou Fei's bodies were about to enter the door, the soul abruptly pulled Xu Fan's soul out of his body, and the two souls instantly merged into one, entering Zhou Fei's body.

Xu

Fan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping around.

He was lying in bed, probably in a hospital room. A woman sat on a chair on the floor, her head resting on the edge of the bed, seemingly asleep.

His fingers slowly moved, then another, then another, until finally he felt sensation throughout his entire arm.

He slowly stroked a strand of dark hair by the bedside through his fingers. Then, Xu Fan saw a haggard yet alluring face, seemingly familiar yet incredibly distant and unfamiliar, slowly lift up, revealing a look of surprise. She slowly covered her trembling lips with her trembling hand, her eyes slowly welling up with tears. Two streams of liquid slowly flowed down that frail, beautiful face that evoked a protective instinct, droplets sliding slowly into the air… She was Zhou Fei's mother, Zhou Fei's mother who had given birth to four children, yet seemed to never grow up, pure as a blank sheet of paper.

"From today onwards, you are my mother…" Xu Fan murmured, his face expressionless, neither sad nor happy.

He didn't know what day it was, only that he had returned to the human world, a world that slowly, slowly came to life, and saw his new identity in the pajamas of this world. The girl's delicate left breast was a pale white under the light, making the crimson spot on it even more vivid. Even the cold, aloof, arrogant young lady beside him was fixed on that spot, unable to look away.

As the reclining girl's breathing grew heavier and more rapid, he lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth. Although it was larger than her sister's, his tongue licked it in a matter of seconds before gently pressing it against the rosy peak and sucking softly. The girl let out a soft moan, and her breathing quickened further. His hand, which had been resting on the girl's right breast, tightened and loosened in response to the licking, kneading the nipple and the girl's breast together. When he stopped and lifted the half of the nightgown that had been covering it, he saw that the small hand was now quite consciously kneading the nipple.

The room echoed with the reclining girl's soft moans, occasionally punctuated by the sound of swallowing saliva, which came unintentionally from the standing girl.

Under his caresses, her fair body grew hotter and hotter, slowly flushing red, as if she were about to exhale heat.

He whispered in her ear, "Linlin, it seems you're bleeding down there. Let your brother take a look." Amidst the murmured "Mmm" and "Ah," he looked up at the standing girl. The girl hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly moved forward and pulled down her sister's pajama bottoms.

He climbed onto the bed, turned the girl into a supine position, and spread her legs wide apart, placing a pillow under her buttocks. He leaned close to his crotch, his tongue heading straight for her clitoris, taking it into his mouth. His lower body seemed to spring upwards, bouncing up before it could even land back on the bed, his mouth pressed against her vulva as if glued there, or as if it were lifting her waist and making her jump up and down. This repeated countless times until her waist remained taut at its highest point, her entire body frozen in that moment. The next instant, her vulva suddenly opened, gushing out several streams of fluid, all landing on the perpetrator's face. Then her buttocks fell heavily back onto the bed, her cherry lips slightly open. After a violent tremor, she burst into tears. The

girl watching stood frozen to the side, her small mouth agape, as if she had been struck by lightning. The girl lay there sobbing, her sweat glistening under the lamplight. He stroked and kissed her calves, slowly moving upwards, finally capturing her small mouth. Her sobs had long since turned into gasps. After a struggle, she finally opened her teeth and let his large tongue in. Her small tongue, curled up inside, dodged for a moment, but was finally captured and pulled out. After a few sucks, it timidly probed into her large mouth, where it intertwined with his large tongue. At the same time, her nostrils flared rapidly, making "huffing" sounds, her small face flushed red, and she kept emitting soft, kitten-like meows from her small mouth. The finger pressed against the vulva below quickened its pace with the sound, and from a distance, the snow-white body looked like a small fish that had just been thrown onto the shore and was jumping around.

"Is your lower body very itchy, Linlin?" he whispered in her ear. "Let your brother help you... let your brother go in, okay?"

"But this is wrong, brother..." she murmured through breathless gasps, her eyes closed. "This is wrong..."

He sat on the bed, leaning against the wall, guiding the girl to sit on his lap with her legs wide open, facing him. Then he slowly bent her calves, supporting them on either side of his thighs, her buttocks rising slowly with his support. "This is wrong..." the girl murmured, obediently performing each movement as if controlled by something. Finally, he placed her wet vulva on his tip, and with the help of his two large hands, she slowly and laboriously sat down, then was slowly lifted up, then sank down again, her murmurs continuing—"This is wrong, brother."

The two worked together with increasing skill, the iron rod digging deeper and deeper into the muddy passage. With each repetition, thick, viscous fluid flowed down the shaft, eventually soaking the entire rod. At a certain moment of descent, he pressed down hard on her sides, and with a soft "Ah!" the girl's body trembled, and she sat bolt upright, head thrown back, mouth open, breathing softly and hoarsely, as if a penis had pierced her throat. Looking down, almost the entire iron rod was now inside her.

After a long while, the girl, still trembling slightly, pressed her cheek against his chest. Her bangs were soaked with sweat and stuck to her forehead. Her small eyes were slightly narrowed, a peaceful expression on her face. She sighed softly and said,

"This isn't right, brother."

—The

girl stood by the bed, her cheeks flushed, her small mouth slightly open, as if trying to say something, but no sound came out.

—

8.

Girl, take care

—

Zhou Fei came out of the bathroom to wash up. At this moment, a soft voice came from the dining room: "Brother, dinner is ready."

"Linlin, did you just go out to buy food?" He walked into the dining room and saw his younger sister busy getting bowls and serving soy milk, walking a little unsteadily.

"Um..." She avoided his gaze and lowered her head, frantically rummaging through the cupboard.

"Mom kept telling me to take care of you before she left." His face was a little hot: "Um... is it okay for you to walk?"

"Um... no... it's fine."

"Is Tingting still not up? " “

My sister left first… This is a note she left for you…” She slowly pulled a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket.

“…” He looked at her strangely.

“My sister gave it to me like this, brother…” the girl opposite him hurriedly explained.

He struggled to unfold the paper, and saw the first few large characters, forcefully written: “You surnamed Zhou! From this day forward, my mother and you are completely severed from all ties!!…” The “I” and “completely severed from all ties” must have been the original words, then crossed out sharply, and filled in with “mother” and “completely severed from all ties”. The remaining space was filled with exclamation marks, showing the author’s extremely bad mood at the time. He was completely bewildered.

–

“Can you come out with me for a moment?” "I need to talk to you about something..." During a self-study class that afternoon, Liu Jing stood beside his seat, her face flushed.

The fat guy next to her was grinning slyly, and other male and female students around her also wore strange smiles. Who knew what bizarre thoughts were going through their minds? Turning her head to look diagonally behind her, she saw Liu Xiaoyue, the mayor's eldest son, sitting quietly, looking out the window.

"Can't you say it here?" He frowned.

"Please..." she said in a low, almost moaning voice.

Zhou

Fei followed her, and the two walked out of the teaching building towards the north building of the school.

Along the way, they encountered several teachers from other grades whom they weren't familiar with, as well as a school cleaner picking up litter.

He didn't ask why they had to walk so far, but occasionally glanced at her carefully. He saw her wearing a black knee-length school skirt, her eyes filled with shyness, her face flushed, her breath coming in soft gasps, like a flower blooming delicately in the sunlight. He was momentarily stunned.

She would stop frequently along the way, bending over, one hand covering her mouth and the other pressing her lower abdomen, letting out a few soft moans. He then realized that her gait had been strange since she left the classroom.

He bent down, staring at her with concern, and asked, "Are you alright?...Should we go to the medical room first?" “No…no…it’s nothing…” Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, sweat beading on her forehead. “Almost…almost…almost there…”

—The

North Building, as its name suggests, is located in the north of the high school, the northernmost building in the school. Behind it is a small hill, and behind that is a small lake.

This used to be the school's teaching building, but after the new teaching buildings were put into use, it was left idle and was waiting to be demolished.

He followed her, slowly climbing to the fifth floor, stopping almost every step. On the third floor, they encountered a boy and a girl walking haphazardly downstairs. “What’s wrong with you?” "...Go to the infirmary quickly... If you can't get better, I'll carry you there..." he said again, almost shouting, a tearing pain in his heart: "What's wrong... Just say it here, don't walk anymore..."

"No... nothing..." she weakly forced a smile at him, a few strands of long hair sticking to her forehead: "Almost...almost...almost there..."

-

In an abandoned classroom on the fifth floor, they stood by a window, looking at the nearby hill, their gaze reaching beyond the hill to the corner of the small lake behind it.

"Here..." she handed him a card.

After glancing at it, Zhou Fei realized that what she had been clutching was a birthday invitation, or more specifically, an invitation to Liu Xiaoyue's birthday.

"..." He looked up at her in surprise.

"He said he gave...you...you, you...won't...won't go..."

"Huh?" "...

This...this, he also asked me to give it to you..." She handed him a black object that looked like a large USB drive or a car key. He held it in his hand, feeling a little sticky, probably from being held so tightly and damp with sweat.

"..." He looked at her, increasingly confused.

"Then...that...that button on top, push it up..."

"Huh? What kind of treasure is this? What are you guys up to?" he said sarcastically, watching her, as if she had completed a task, turn to the side, resting her hands on the windowsill, head bowed, panting heavily. He felt like he was being fooled, like a little rabbit being toyed with by a group of hunters.

"Could it be a bomb detonator?" He pushed the small round button up one notch, then continued with a mocking laugh, "The bomb isn't planted in this building, is it?"

The moment he flipped the switch, she shuddered violently, clinging to the windowsill. After a long pause, her breathing calmed slightly, and she stammered, "You... push it up one more notch... "

He hesitated, then pushed it up again. A clear buzzing sound filled his ears, and he realized he'd heard the same noise on the way here, but it was too faint for him to notice then. She shuddered again. He turned around, searching for the source of the sound. Then he heard her almost sobbing as she cried out, "Please... push it... all the way up..."

"..." Suddenly, the buzzing sound intensified, and he immediately realized where it was coming from. He turned his head in surprise to see her screaming, one hand gripping the windowsill, the other pressing against her lower abdomen, her hips swaying back and forth, faster and faster, until she suddenly stopped and collapsed onto the dusty granite floor. She sat there blankly, head down, seemingly lifeless, letting the buzzing sound relentlessly continue between her legs, motionless... He stood there, stunned, staring at her. The device, which he assumed was a remote control, slipped from her hand and hit the ground hard, the buzzing abruptly ceasing.

—After

an unknown amount of time, she slowly rose from a puddle, looking at him blankly. Facing the window, she slowly lifted her long skirt, revealing a bare, snow-white mound between her legs. A small object, the end of some kind of column, stood erect from the crack at the top of the mound, tightly bound to her thigh with several strips of transparent tape. Her inner thighs were smeared with glistening juice, dazzling in the sunlight.

"He said things like that, and that's why you agreed to go," she said calmly.

"..." His fingers trembled, his lips slowly parted a few times, then he turned and rushed out of the classroom.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard faint sobbing behind him.

—At

the corner of the second-floor stairs, he stumbled and nearly bumped into a woman. She turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with tears, looking utterly pitiful. In this empty space, she instantly aroused the urge to ravage any man. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than the female English teacher from the men's restroom last Saturday night, Ms.

Zhao, Zhao Xiaoya.

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