Chen Chen felt like a piece of wood, sitting there motionless, letting Lin Qian help him clean his lower body, then wiped it dry, put on his shirt and skirt, and finally helped him leave the bathroom.

On the way back to the bedroom, Chen Chen always felt that one step between his legs and under his butt, there would be a gust of wind. One step would be a gust of wind.

The strange coolness made Chen Chen's already blurred consciousness even more stormy.

Chen Chen felt that wearing a skirt with his bare butt is even more awkward than not wearing it, and the bottom is really spacious.

Lin Qian held Chen Chen's bed, asked her to lean against the head of the bed, covered her with a quilt to rest.

Seeing Chen Chen still having his eyes open, his breathing and heartbeat were all there, and he could say a few words from time to time. He was sure that he had not fainted, so he decided not to send him to the hospital first.

Chen Chen lay in the bed for a few minutes, almost recovered from his rationality, hugged the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at Lin Qian with thoughts: "Teacher Lin, this time... I'm really... sorry! I'm causing you another trouble."

"No trouble! No trouble!" Lin Qian sat next to Chen Chen wearing a loose pajamas, looking at Chen Chen's face, loving and helpless, and went up and rubbed her forehead against her head, "Promise the teacher, don't be stubborn in the future! Tell the teacher if you have anything to do! If the teacher can't solve it, I will look for your family again!"

"I understand..." Chen Chen could only nod and agreed. He was powerless to refute this kind of advice. His physical reaction was too weak and too unsatisfactory.

"Okay! You can't just be naked! The teacher is going to find you some replacement clothes!" Lin Qian said as she got up, went to the closet at the end of the bed to find clothes for Chen Chen.

I opened a drawer under the wardrobe at the end of the bed, which were neatly stacked stockings of various styles.

Lin Qian picked a pantyhose with pure black color and moderate thickness and placed it on the end of the bed.

Then open the drawer next to it, which are filled with neatly stacked pants.

Lin Qian looked at it, a naughty smile appeared on her face, then picked up a black lace ***, turned around, and showed it to Chenchen seriously: "Come on, Xiao Chenchen, how about trying this one?"

"Ah!" Chen Chen exclaimed, looking at the special pants made of half a palm-sized fabric and a few straps inlaid with lace-edged straps, Chen Chen was really scared, "No! No! Absolutely not!"

"Haha! I'm joking with you! Looks like you're scared! If you want to wear this type, the teacher dares not let you wear it! Otherwise, your sister will have to fight with me..."

Lin Qian turned around and put away the pants, took two pairs of girl-shaped pants with striped patterns, turned around and showed them to Chen Chen: "How about these two pairs? What color do you like? I bought them and passed the water, but I haven't worn them yet, because it feels so tender for the teacher, but it's just right for Xiao Chenchen, so the teacher will give you it."

"Uh..." Chen Chen was speechless. Which one is more girlish, pink stripes or blue stripes? Are they all girls good? Smash!

"Puff..." Lin Qian laughed secretly for some reason, then came to Chen Chen with two pairs of pants and pantyhose, "I'll give these two pairs of pants to Xiao Chenchen, please choose one to put on! Or do you need the teacher to help?"

"No, no!" Chen Chen quickly refused, took two pairs of pants and looked at it for a while, and finally decided to wear the blue one.

Put on the pants in the quilt, and the bottom was no longer empty. I felt an inexplicable sense in my heart, and Chen Chen breathed a long sigh.

Lin Qian looked at the time. It was already past one afternoon and class was about to begin at half past one. She couldn't help but sigh: "There are still twenty minutes left. I don't have time to rest today. Xiao Chenchen, you should go to class."

"Well..." Chen Chen nodded and said to himself: This is all his own fault, I will take it myself.

Chen Chen took the pantyhose next to the pillow, recalled his sister's method in the morning, and began to organize it.

"Do you need the teacher's help?" Lin Qian looked at Chen Chen's actions and knew what he was going to do. She immediately realized that Chen Chen had not worn this kind of clothes by himself, so she couldn't help asking, "Don't show off!"

"I'll try... I'll talk about it if I can't..." Chen Chen agreed, leaving a way out for himself, and then muttered in his heart: I, a big man, can't deal with a pair of stockings? What a joke!

Wait... I am no longer a man...

Stockings are not difficult to wear after finding a method. If you can’t find a method, you can do whatever you want.

In the morning, Chen Chen specifically observed the process of his sister wearing socks on her, but now he did it himself and fiddled with it for a while, and felt that he could never find a way.

Chen Chen thought about his sister's method, tidied up one leg of his pantyhose, then bent over, put it on his right toe, lifted it to his knee, gasped, and then went to get the other leg.

After lifting both legs to the knees, Chen Chen felt exhausted, and exhaled a long sigh, lay on the bed with a long sigh: "It's too tiring to do things with your waist...especially this sick body..."

"Hey... I'll do it..." Lin Qian waited for Chen Chen to take a breath, then went up and helped him up, picked up the hem of the skirt and handed it to Chen Chen to hold it, "Hold the skirt myself!"

"Oh..." Chen Chen could only reach out to take it, and he could only bear it if he had any objections. Who made him so weak that he couldn't even wear a pair of pantyhose and had to be helped?

Lin Qian knelt in front of Chen Chen, cleanly putting her legs on Chen Chen, then lifted her waist up, and skillfully sorted out the position of her crotch and buttocks. The whole process did not exceed two minutes.

"Okay!" Lin Qian said, gently patted Chen Chen's butt, and then stood up by himself.

"Um..." Chen Chen looked embarrassed. When he lowered his head and put down his skirt, he subconsciously glanced at his lower abdomen, "Teacher Lin, your socks look different from mine. Why is there a slit in the middle?"

"Of course it's different!" Lin Qian smiled, "Your seamless pantyhose is woven as a whole. There are no joints on the waist or crotch. My pantyhose is just ordinary pantyhose. I first knitted two legs and then spliced ​​them, so there will be a joint."

Chen Chen nodded thoughtfully, but in fact he didn't understand the difference between them at all.

Lin Qian went to the bathroom door, took all the clothes she wore in the morning and Chen Chen's coat, and put the pink striped pants into Chen Chen's pocket.

While changing clothes, Lin Qian said to Chen Chen: "Put on your coat, the teacher will take you back to the classroom first."

"Oh..." Chen Chen agreed casually, took the coat and put it on, and did not notice the pink striped pants in his pocket.
Chapter completed!