adult small pillow

Song Yansheng pointed to Lu Mianzhi, who was lying on the table with his elbows on his head, in the corner of the classroom, and told the little pillow: "He is Lu Mianzhi, and classmate Lu usually..." He prefers to sleep.

Song Yansheng paused, revised his wording, and said cautiously: "Student Lu usually likes to be quiet and doesn't like to make trouble."

Lu Mianzhi broke the bridge of someone else's nose.Lu Mianzhi kicked and broke other people's ribs.Lu Mianzhi picked up a chair and smashed people's heads.

Lu Mianzhi's family is rich and powerful, but if he provokes him even a little bit, he will beat him to death.As long as the person who was beaten still hangs his breath, the Lu family can settle the matter.

Song Yansheng and Lu Mianzhi were in the same class for two years. Although he had never seen Lu Mianzhi beat someone with his own eyes, he had heard a lot about various "deeds".

"There are only two empty seats left in the classroom, one next to Lu and one in front of Lu."

Song Yansheng looked at the vacant seat, then at the small body of the new classmate, and couldn't bear it: "Now you sit in front of him for a class, at the same table as Fang Ziyu. When the big class breaks, I'll help you move the table and chairs to the front ..."

"No need." Little Pillow shook his head, showing a shy smile, "I'll just sit in front of him, so there's no need to change it."

It was just right before sitting on Lu Mian.

It can not only keep a safe distance from being discovered, but also make it easier for him to find a chance to touch Lu Mianzhi.

Liang Yi said that his human form would not last long.

If you can't get in touch with Lu Mianzhi today, you may not be able to come to school tomorrow.

"Student Lu is a very difficult person to mess with. He is scary when he gets angry. Those eyes..."

Song Yansheng had never seen Lu Mianzhi fight, but he had seen Lu Mianzhi angry.

With a cold face, her thin lips were pursed into a line.The light gray eyes were dull.

He obviously still had that sleepy and indifferent expression, but it made people feel that he would be pressed to the ground and hit him in the next second.Song Yansheng didn't realize that it was a change in momentum, he only attributed the reason to his eyes.

His eyes were icy and cold, suppressing mania.

Looking at a person is like looking at a dead thing.

Song Yansheng shuddered at the mere memory.

The little pillow didn't have such a burden on his heart.

In his heart, Lu Mianzhi is just a master who has to hug himself every day when he sleeps, and can't fall asleep without hugging himself. He sleeps very well without snoring or grinding his teeth, but he likes to bathe himself in ashes.

Although he patted himself ashes and bathed himself regardless of his own wishes, his expression and movements were extremely gentle.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is gentle.

Compared with the gentle Lu Mianzhi, the "No. [-] High School Bully" mentioned by Liang Yi needs more attention.

Little Pillow just observed the classroom, and found no one who could be seated accordingly.

That should be out of my class.

The little pillow put down the snack a little.

He planned to ask Song Yansheng the name of the "No. [-] High School Bully", so that he could avoid it in the future.

Song Yansheng also wanted to speak again to persuade his new classmates, but when he opened his mouth, the class bell rang.

"Let's go to class first, and we'll talk about changing seats after class." Song Yansheng suppressed his inner worries, turned and walked towards the classroom.

Little Pillow nodded, and followed Song Yansheng, planning to ask him the name of "No. [-] High School Bully" again in the future.

***

The desks in No. [-] Middle School are single-person and single-table.

Putting two single tables together becomes the same table.

The hooks on the side of the table are used to hang schoolbags, and the bottom of the table is divided into two layers, both of which are used to store books.

There are a lot of textbooks and materials to be used in the third year of high school, and the two floors are not enough. The school has specially equipped each classroom with a storage room.

There are labels on the shelves in the storage room, and each person gets a small piece, which is basically full of books.

A small pillow sat in front of Lu Mian.

Sitting next to Fang Ziyu.

Before the little pillow came, Fang Ziyu was using his desk.

The belly of the table is full of comics, magazines and snacks, as well as a basketball and a ball of basketball uniforms.

"Sorry." Fang Ziyu whispered, "I'll take them away after class."

"It's okay." Little Pillow didn't get his high school textbook yet, "I don't have many books."

He only brought a few elementary school textbooks, and he just put them in his schoolbag.

"Sorry." Fang Ziyu said it again.

The voice was a little louder this time, and the old teacher on the podium glanced at them.

Fang Ziyu didn't notice it.

He reached into the underside of the small pillow, and took out a bag of little raccoons: "Come, treat you to noodles."

"Thank you." Little Pillow covered his mouth with his fist, lowered his voice and thanked quickly.

Fang Ziyu is one of Lu Mianzhi's few friends.This can also be seen from his seat.He, Lu Mianzhi, Yuan Qian, and Qin Yizhou are always together.

Little Pillow has never been wary of Lu Mianzhi's friends.

Fang Ziyu is talkative, funny, and likes to call Lu Mianzhi "Dad".

Little Pillow liked him very much before he was able to take shape.Now that he has the friendship of crisp noodles, Little Pillow's affection for him has increased even more.

He took out the chocolate Liang Yi prepared for him from his schoolbag: "Here you are."

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Sweet and soft."

After a pause for a second or two, he added: "It's delicious."

Fang Ziyu raised his eyebrows.

Of course he knows that chocolate is soft and delicious.

Who doesn't know that chocolate is sweet and soft and delicious.

But the new deskmate introduced him seriously... like a kid in kindergarten.

Also strangely cute.

he likes.

Fang Ziyu, who looked childish and also looked like a child, secretly peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth.

As the new tablemate said, it is sweet, soft and delicious.

Just a bit big.Fang Ziyu pushed the chocolate ball aside.One side of her cheeks puffed up, Fang Ziyu forgot that she was still in class, and while sucking chocolate, she reached into the belly of the small pillow table to find something.

He also took out a bar of chocolate.

"This is for you." Fang Ziyu slurred the chocolate, "Let's eat it together."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Ziyu vaguely noticed a gaze.

Came from behind.

It seemed that Lu Mianzhi was looking at him.

Fang Ziyu paused, then reached out to pick it up again.

He took out one and handed it to the back, and put his back against the edge of Lu Mianzhi's table, and whispered, "Dad, yours."

He only noticed the big guy's line of sight from the rear, and didn't notice the old teacher's ray from the front.

The old teacher broke a piece of chalk and shouted, "Fang Ziyu!"

Fang Ziyu turned over on condition and stood up.

I haven't finished eating the chocolate ball in my mouth.

"There is another solution to this problem. Tell me, how do you do it?"

Fang Ziyu stood there without saying a word.

It's not that he doesn't know which question Mr. Zhang is talking about, nor does he not know the second way to do that question.

He just had a chocolate ball in his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

Fang Ziyu swallowed the chocolate ball slightly.

The old teacher didn't wait for him to swallow, and directly got up and answered, "Qu——"

Little Pillow looked at Fang Ziyu in a daze, asking for help.

"Thorn-"

The tables and chairs rubbed against the ground, making a rattling sound.

Lu Mianzhi stood up.

Teacher Zhang stopped talking, and the whole class turned to look at him.

Lu Mianzhi paused.

"Teacher Zhang."

He glanced at the new classmate sitting in front, and said casually, "I'm not feeling well, I'm going to the infirmary."

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