Coach is always blasting gl

Chapter 37

Zhou Jiaming's menstruation is irregular, and the first day will be particularly painful. After taking a bath, she puts on Zhang Danyang's white nightgown, and steps on the floor with her two calves exposed. I had to squat down and cover my stomach with an ouch.

Even so, she could bear the pain and apply the mask.

Zhang Danyang couldn't stand it anymore, so he gave her his own slippers to wear. The temperature in the house is very high and it is not considered cold without shoes.

"What kind of mask do you put on? Go back to the bedroom and lie down. If you don't go back in 3 minutes, you will sleep on the sofa outside tonight."

It didn't take 3 minutes, Zhou Jiaming rushed into the bedroom in seconds.The quilt in the bedroom was big and soft. She couldn't find the quilt and turned it upside down. She was lying on the bed as if she was making Indian pancakes.

Zhang Danyang boiled brown sugar water for Zhou Jiaming, and covered her with a quilt: "Zhou Jiaming."

"Huh?" The latter replied subconsciously.

"Get up and drink the brown sugar water." Zhang Danyang sat on the edge of the bed and told her to get up, his arms were exposed, and a layer of pimples had formed on closer inspection.

Zhou Jiaming turned around following the sound, and slapped Zhang Danyang's leg with a small hand. With a soft sound, Zhang Danyang was holding brown sugar water in his hand, and he slapped her hand away, but the little hand was still trying to go up the leg keep touching.

"Tsk, what's the matter with you? You still want to be a hooligan?" Zhang Danyang stood up, Zhou Jiaming was not conscious enough, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly.

"It feels so good. I didn't expect that you, the old man, are quite energetic."

When Zhang Danyang heard it, he poured brown sugar water heavily on the table, making a loud noise. Zhou Jiaming finally struggled to sit up: "What's going on?"

"Drinked."

Also old man!fart.

She used to be a beautiful girl too.

Zhou Jiaming didn't ask what it was, and took it up and drank it: "Oh, it's so sweet. I like to drink this kind of sweet thing the most."

"Rest early, and you have to get up early for training tomorrow. If your phone is out of power, the charger is in the cabinet on your left."

"Let's go now?" Half of Zhou Jiaming's body was about to fall off the bed, just to reach her hand, "Don't go, talk to me again, I don't feel sleepy now."

Zhang Danyang hurried back and sat by the bed in the same position as before: "Okay, what do you want to say?"

"I want to say..." Zhou Jiaming looked at her chest, "Coach, can you tell me how to enlarge my breasts? A is too small, I want C++++"

The big-breasted coach covered Zhou Jiaming's eyes with his big hand, and slapped his head on the pillow: "Don't think about it, A is so good, A means excellent."

"No, I won't do it." Zhou Jiaming's hair was messy, and he pouted unwillingly.

Zhang Danyang comforted: "It's good that there is nothing wrong. Now you can test people's eyesight when you take off your clothes when you stand on the court. How wonderful."

"Your uncle!" Zhou Jiaming gritted his teeth and wanted to hit her. "Coach, you are not gentle at all today. I am now half disabled."

Not gentle?Seeing two of my students going out to drink in the middle of the night, covered in mud and not knowing it, I thought they had gone to the woods, can you be gentle?

Zhang Danyang gritted his teeth tightly, fearing that he couldn't bear to beat her up in the middle of the night and make her doubt her life, so he slammed the door shut.

"Good night." She took a deep breath and said calmly to the door.

Early the next morning, Zhang Danyang got up early to make breakfast for the two of them and the dog, feeling inexplicably like a mother.

Jiang Fanshan was the first to get up, looked at Zhang Danyang with a flushed face, bowed ninety degrees and said, "Thank you coach, coach, I will go back to the dormitory to change clothes first."

Zhang Danyang said 'hmm' and didn't insist on keeping her for breakfast.

The second one to get up was Dudu, who gathered around her feet to eat and drink.

Breakfast was almost ready, Zhou Jiaming got up to wash up, half-closed his eyes and gave Zhang Danyang a thumbs up.

"I'm bored, I'm good at cooking." Zhou Jiaming was brushing his teeth, but he couldn't speak clearly.

After washing up, she obediently waited at the dining table, thinking that the coach was too slow to help serve the dishes, "Huh?"

She pointed at Zhang Danyang's exposed shoulder in surprise, and with her index finger, she was curious to see what other patterns were inside: "Don't move, don't move."

Zhang Danyang knew what she was looking at, and slapped her paw off: "Don't shake the hooligan."

"I don't have it!" Zhou Jiaming quibbled, standing aside and puffing out his small chest, "Coach, can you tell me what kind of pattern you have tattooed on your shoulder?"

She still saw it.

Zhang Danyang glanced at her: "One letter."

"Envy. Is it because someone you like has tattooed it? Let me guess, is her initials your tattoo?"

Zhang Danyang smiled, and arranged the fried eggs, porridge, and pickles: "Yes, my first love. It's a pity that she cheated on a boy she had a crush on since she was a child. I was just her substitute. Later, she got pregnant and wanted me to take the blame Take care of her."

"After the breakup, she went abroad and didn't stay with that boy. I saw her leading the two twins to the class reunion two years ago."

Zhou Jiaming was particularly interested, rubbing his hands like a fly: "Where did that boy go?"

Zhang Danyang shook his head: "I didn't make it up."

"..."

"Coach, you can make a fortune."

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The number of words in this chapter seems to be a little short, because the stupid author hasn't edited it yet (funny + dog head)