Three minutester, Lulu, quite the branch in Ang''s bicycle wheel, picked up a sheet with Ang''s form on it. "What''s with all the small writing?"


    "It''s my form, duh."


    "What form?"


    "... The form to stop people talking."


    Lulu quit her tongue-in-cheek provocations. It would be most unwise to antagonize Ang.


    After half an hour''s silence, Lulu eximed: "But, Ang, my brother said you should not touch those things!"


    Ang looked back at Lulu, then turned to look at the bottles on the shelf. She had already used them!


    "Well, just pretend you''ve seen nothing."


    "What''s in it for me?"


    "I will teach you what you wanna learn."


    "Wow, great!" Lulu leapt for joy.


    "Phone my brother, " Ang told Lulu, "and ask him what the difference betweenpound acid B andpound phenol acid A is."


    "Phone him yourself." Lulu didn''t want to change her clothes again.


    "If I go, you will have nothing to do here." reasoned Ang.


    Lulu puzzled over it but eventually found it agreeable.


    She took Ang''s cellphone and found Sven''s number. She called him up and engaged in some small talk before Lulu cut to the chase. "Ang wants to ask you about the difference betweenpound acid B andpound phenol acid A."


    "Remember, " cautioned Sven, pound acid B can hurt people''s vocal cords. Compound phenol acid A can be made into a narcotic."


    "Okay, I got it. Thank you, Sven." Although Lulu was a bit self-righteous, she knew how to sound polite and formal.


    She returned to theb. "Sven told me that... what''s the name of it?"


    "Compound acid B, " said Ang. "What is it used for?"


    Lulu seemed confused but did her best to ry the message as she had heard it. "Oh, yes. That is... a narcotic."


    "What aboutpound phenol acid A?"


    "It can hurt people''s vocal cords, " Lulu said with confidence.


    "Good."


    Ang added a few drops o


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    Arvin didn''t fully understand her. But her words made him sigh. "But if you''ll just listen!"


    Ang could say that she would listen, but Arvin was not convinced that she would.


    Ang realized how much fuss she was making, and lowered her head. She said, "I''m serious."


    "Well, I have an idea. Grandma is in the Green Cold Country recently. After shees back, we can discuss everything."


    Ang was so excited that she sped Arvin on the neck and kissed him wildly.


    Arvin lifted her up to his chest. He carried her to the bedroom andy her t against the sheets. "Are you really so grateful to me?"


    "Yes!" Ang nodded vehemently.


    "Reward me with your body." When saying this, the man''s eyes were hard with passion.


    Ang nodded again. She was thinking the same thing as Arvin.


    Seeing her agree without hesitation, Arvin sealed her lips with kisses.


    Ang wrapped her arms around his neck and responded with fervor.


    ... The moment was toe. Ang buried herself in the quilt. Arvin leaped off the bed to take a shower.


    Ang grabbed his hands. Arvin looked back to the red-cheeked girl.


    Ang dared not to look at him. "I..." she said bashfully. "I will..."


    The two words almost made Arvin crazy.