adult small pillow

After Lu Mianzhi finished speaking, he walked out of the octagonal cage, took off his gloves and changed his clothes.

Zhuang Yi was still immersed in "Fuck, Brother Lu also reads novels" and didn't realize it. It wasn't until Fang Ziyu threw the clothes to him that he hurriedly put them on.

He changed it, and Lu Mianzhi was already standing at the door waiting for someone.

Zhuang Yi couldn't help asking the other friends: "Brother Lu likes that author's book so much?"

Fang Ziyu who was standing next to him was also confused: "I don't know."

Footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and soon they saw the person brought by the front desk.

A man and a woman, not an author surnamed Liang.

Several people looked at Lu Mianzhi, and found that the long-awaited expectation in Lu Mianzhi's eyes had faded away, leaving only the familiar indifference.

Indifferent to indifferent, Lu Mianzhi still greeted Liang Yi politely: "Hello, Brother Yi."

He turned his gaze to the woman next to Liang Yi, Liang Yi introduced: "She is my editor, surnamed Yuan."

He introduced Lu Mianzhi to Yuan You: "This is my brother's classmate, Lu Mianzhi."

Lu Mianzhi heard from the pillow that Liang Yi had an editor whose body was a vine: "Hello, Sister Yuan."

Yuan Youyou also heard about Lu Mianzhi from Liang Yi's cubs: "Hello."

Lu Mianzhi's classmates are also their classmates.

Several No. [-] middle school teenagers exchanged glances, and found that no one knew who the elder brother of the author surnamed Liang was.

There is no student surnamed Liang in their class.

Fortunately, Lu Mianzhi didn't let them guess how long.He directly asked Liang Yi: "Where's Xiaoxian? Why didn't you bring him along?"

Liang Yi said: "We were originally together, but Xiao Xian doesn't seem to be very interested in these things."

Liang Yi paused maliciously, seeing the young man in front of him frowned, and then continued, "After getting off the car, I told me that I went to the bookstore next door to buy stationery."

My little pillow is next door.

Lu Mianzhi's mood suddenly improved.

He said politely: "Brother Yi is here to collect information and find inspiration, right? There are only four of them here, you can do whatever you want, Brother Yi. I happen to be going to the bookstore to buy some notebooks and pens, so I'm leaving first."

After Lu Mianzhi finished speaking, she packed up the paper and pencils on the table, and left with her schoolbag.

Only Yuan Qian and the others, the front desk, Yuan Youyou, and Liang Yi were left in the suite.

The four of Yuan Qian glanced at each other and bid farewell to Liang Yi and the others.

"Brother Yi, take your time here, we won't bother you."

"Let's put the key here with Brother Yi first, and then just put it at the front desk."

"Goodbye Brother Yi, goodbye Sister Yuan."

Yuan Qian and the others left after saying hello. They wanted to follow Lu Mianzhi secretly, one walking faster than the other.

Only Fang Ziyu is still behind.

Fang Ziyu has not recovered from the realization that "Brother Lu has already met the elders at the same table".

As he walked, he took out his phone, opened the photo album, and found a video of "Lu Mianzhi guiding Zhuang Yi" recorded a long time ago.

Brother Lu has worked so hard. If they are good friends, they have to help.

Fang Ziyu cut a few pictures from the video, cut off the redundant ones, and sent them to Qu Yixian.

[Internet Bully: At the same table, Yuan Qian and I went to the fighting gym today, and Brother Lu went up to fight twice. 】

[Cyber ​​Bully: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]]

[Internet Bully: Look, isn't Brother Lu handsome? 】

***

When the phone vibrated, Qu Yixian was picking up pens at the stationery counter on the second floor.

When he saw the message from Fang Ziyu, he swiped open the screen without thinking.

Then I saw a few slightly blurred naked bodies.

Qu Yixian's hand trembled, and the nib of the pen pressed hard, directly piercing the fragile color test paper.

The two girls who were also picking up pens at the side glanced over subconsciously.

Qu Yixian's cheeks turned red, and he quickly covered his phone with lightning speed.

Two girls: ...?

They became a little more curious, and couldn't help but look at the young man beside them again.

Qu Yixian blushed even more after being watched by them, quickly put the phone in his pocket, and covered the cap of the pen with trembling hands.

He put the pen back into the pen holder, covered his trouser pocket, blushed and hurried to a small corner by the counter, took out his phone again, and opened a dialog with Fang Ziyu in a guilty conscience.

He wanted to tell the other party to withdraw quickly, only to realize that what the other party sent him was not some weird nude body.

And, but, but, it's Lu, Lu Mianzhi.

The author has something to say: the face of the little pillow is even redder.