adult small pillow

Qu Yixian spent three days relaxed and happy.

During these three days, he and Lu Mianzhi kept a safe distance not too close or far, and fully enjoyed the fun of campus life.

He has already started to self-study the content of the first year of high school, and he will be able to keep up with the progress in the class immediately.

All is going well until Friday.

Liang also reminded him: "Remember to contact Lu Mianzhi once today. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be weekends. If you don't contact today, you won't be able to maintain your human form on the weekend."

Qu Yixian nodded.

He also had a faint feeling that he was about to change back to his original form.

It was a little more serious than Liang Yi's conjecture. If he couldn't get in touch with Lu Mianzhi today, then he might not survive today.

I haven't been able to touch Lu Mianzhi recently.

Qu Yixian sighed.

I don't know if it's his illusion, these days Lu Mianzhi seems to avoid his touch intentionally or unintentionally.

Every day when we eat together at noon, we will wear school uniforms, and when passing small notes to ourselves, we will quickly withdraw our hands.

When sleeping, the face is buried in the elbow, and only the ears are exposed.

He couldn't touch his ears on purpose, otherwise it would be weird... Qu Yixian wrinkled his small face and became even more melancholy.

Maybe it's because my recent self has been more slack.

Qu Yixian kicked the pebbles next to his feet, determined to start working hard from the early morning.

In order to successfully contact Lu Mianzhi, Qu Yixian even made a plan.

He asked Liang Yi to borrow a watch with a relatively large dial. He planned to use a pencil case to stand the watch on the table when the time came, and observe Lu Mianzhi behind him through the reflection of the dial.

While Lu Mianzhi was sleeping on the desk, he wrote a small note and passed it on, taking the opportunity to secretly touch Lu Mianzhi's ear.

Withdrawing her hand before Lu Mianzhi reacts, she will be able to maintain her human form for a weekend.

Qu Yixian felt that he was fully prepared, but he didn't expect that Lu Mianzhi didn't come to school.

****

It is normal for Lu Mianzhi not to come to school.

In a semester, there will always be half the time.

So when Qu Yixian asked Fang Ziyu about it, Fang Ziyu just waved his hand casually: "Probably sleeping at home, brother Lu often does this."

"It's not really sick, don't worry about him, we're all used to it."

"I don't think he will come to school in the afternoon. If you are worried, we can go to his house after school."

"Don't think about Brother Lu." Fang Ziyu took out the tablet from the drawer, called up Xiaoxiaole to pass the time, and handed it to Qu Yixian, "Come, come, help me pass this level."

If you go to Lu Mian's home, skin contact should be more likely to occur.

Qu Yixian said "Yes", and took the tablet to help Fang Ziyu pass the test.

Fang Ziyu saw that her deskmate was concentrating on playing games for herself, so she secretly took out her phone and sent a message to Lu Mianzhi.

[Internet Bully: Is Dad coming to school this afternoon? 】

[Internet Bully: My deskmate seems a little worried about you. 】

Lu Mianzhi didn't reply to him, probably because he was sleeping and didn't see the message.

Ever since he found out that the person Lu Mianzhi was chatting with was Qu Yixian with a smile on his face that day, Fang Ziyu was sure that Qu Yixian had a special place in Lu Mianzhi's heart.

With the cases of Yuan Qian and Qin Yizhou first, Fang Ziyu easily connected the "unusual" here with the "like" that the two parties were unaware of.

He worked hard to create chances for those two.

[Internet bully: It's okay if you don't come, I told him, you can take him to your house after school. 】

Fang Ziyu was a little complacent.

He thought that if there were any annual awards such as "Moving China's Top Ten Friends" and "Chinese Good Friends", he would definitely be nominated.

In the afternoon, he received a reply from Lu Mianzhi: [No, I'll come. 】

What are you doing here, Dad!

Fang Ziyu hated iron for being weak.

He felt that all his painstaking efforts were in vain, and he was thrown on the ground, rubbing and trampling fiercely.

***

One of Lu Mian did not appear until the third class break.

The fourth class is physical education class, and many students go directly to the playground with their schoolbags on their backs.Fang Ziyu made an appointment to play basketball with the class next door, and Qu Yixian found an excuse to stay in the classroom.

Soon he and Lu Mianzhi were the only ones left in the classroom.

Qu Yixian invited him: "Student Lu, do you want to go to physical education class together?"

If you can go to physical education class together, you will have a lot more opportunities to get in touch.

But Lu Mianzhi shook his head.

Then we can only take advantage of the present.

Otherwise, when the physical education get out of class is over, Lu Mianzhi might not be here again.

Qu Yixian frowned and thought about it, and felt that it was not realistic to touch it directly.

On the contrary, a method Liang Yi taught him is more feasible.

But that method is too shameful.

And a little dangerous.

Qu Yixian struggled to pull the hair on his forehead, and finally chose the method Liang Yi taught him.

He was carrying a thermos, pretending to pour water.Under Lu Mianzhi's eyes, he walked out the front door openly.

As soon as he got out of the classroom, Qu Yixian put the thermos on the edge of the window, ran downstairs from the stairs on the west side, and came up from the east side.

He tiptoed into the classroom through the back door.

Unexpectedly, he covered Lu Mianzhi's eyes.

The last person who did this to Lu Mianzhi had a back bruise for a week.

But Qu Yixian didn't have time to think about the consequences.A steady stream of warmth surged from the two skins touching each other, and Qu Yixian's legs felt so soft.

In order to complete the last step, Qu Yixian bit her lip and asked shamefully, "Guess, guess who I am?"

In the next second, Lu Mianzhi grabbed his wrist.

I'm coming.

Qu Yixian closed his eyes tightly.

As the "material evidence" of being present at the time, Qu Yixian watched the sleepy Lu Mianzhi grab the opponent's wrist and push him to the ground.

Qu Yixian can still recall that muffled sound.

Seriously, the Prototype is a little pillow and that's about it.

He is not afraid of pain at all.

Really, not afraid at all.

Qu Yixian closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes fluttering non-stop.

As a result, Lu Mianzhi did nothing.

He just grabbed his wrist and asked lazily, "Who is it?"

His eyelashes touched Qu Yixian's palm, making Qu Yixian's palm itch.

Qu Yixian clung a little tighter uncomfortably, prolonging the touching time with a guilty conscience: "Guess."

"Aren't you..." Lu Mianzhi paused, as if thinking in coordination with Qu Yixian.

Qu Yixian waited for his next words.

He thought he would hear his name from Lu Mianzhi's mouth, but he didn't expect the other party to ask him: "If you don't touch me again, will you soon lose your human form?"

The author has something to say: Lu Mianzhi, a boy who loves to hit straight balls.