The head teacher made the two of them feel the eagerness of the boys, and looked at them with satisfaction as they were stunned.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy!

The head teacher sighed.

Those kids weren't his match.

He had just taken a cursory glance and found a few bright spots—

There are also a few good-looking ones in the class, which are in line with the aesthetics of current girls.

So he used a beautiful man's trick very well.

He was a good teacher, a good teacher for the benefit of his students.

The head teacher showed up once, and then left without worry.

This also made him not see it, and all of a sudden, there was an extremely rare phenomenon in the sculpture class.

The two girls with their arms and legs stood like a pair of poplars.

The boys were collectively discouraged by the instructors

Like a crumbling grass.

The instructors couldn't bear to look at each other.

At a glance, there are only two short-looking boiled eggs that don't cry bitterness, don't shout tiredness, and don't pop and collapse on the ground when resting on the spot.

It's a show.

Especially before, the boys also taught Xiao Leng and Wang Ai how to breathe to conserve their physical strength.

It's just a show of fun, isn't it?!

In those years, they were deceived by their appearance.

Xiao Leng and the others were trained in advance under the admiring eyes of the boys.

On the gravel road, Wang Ai watched Xiao Leng take out a box of Longjing tea crisps with half a big face from his flat trouser pocket.

This ability to bring in its own space is really great.

Xiao Leng saw Wang Ai's undisguised desire, and took one out of his pocket and gave it to her.

She didn't take it from Chef this time.

The last time she went shopping with Chu Zhenyu and came back, she saw a lot of snacks in the living room, piled up like a mountain.

Wei Pujue prepared it intimately.

Xiao Leng thinks Wei Pujue is really very useful.

She's going to love him to death.

After Wang Ai ate a full box, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes: "A little choked." ”

Although the military training was not much of a problem for them, her physical strength was also consumed, and she couldn't help but be a little anxious to eat.

Xiao calmly took out two more palm-length bottles of yogurt from his pocket.

"Next time, you still have to carry a bigger bag, otherwise others will think that you are Doraemon. ”

Xiao Leng nodded and accepted Wang Ai's suggestion.

After all, the locals do as they go.

She can't be too obtrusive either.

So every time after that, on the way from the south gate to the teaching building, everyone could see a girl carrying a huge gray hiking bag.

......

Xiao Leng returned home, changed his shoes, and saw Wei Pujue coming over with a strange-shaped gun.

There seemed to be some ill-intentioned expression on his face.

"What is this?"

"Fascia gun, the one that relaxes the muscles, it won't be sore when it comes to it. ”

After Wei Pujue finished answering, his head tilted towards the sofa in the living room, "Go and lie down there." ”

Xiao Leng lay on the sofa like a salted fish, his head on the side, closed his eyes and waited for service.

The moment the fascia gun was close to the skin, Xiao Leng subconsciously pulled the sofa tightly.

Wei Pujue took advantage of her unpreparedness, covered her hand, then slid it into the palm of her hand, and then broke her fingers away.

In front of Xiao Leng, the two shook each other.

Xiao Leng stared at Wei Pujue's hand for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes again, and finally fell asleep.

also unconsciously held Wei Pujue's hand and pulled it to his side.

Wei Pujue put down the fascia gun and looked at the clock hanging in the living room.

Nine thirty o'clock.

After letting Xiao Leng rest for another ten minutes, Wei Pujue wanted to wake her up and let her go back to the room to wash, but suddenly saw Xiao Leng's wrist light up.

Not dazzling, very mild glow.

But the shock is incomparable.

Wei Pujue didn't move, just stared at Xiao Leng's wrist and looked at it for a while.

While he was stunned, Xiao Leng woke up slowly.

The gaze was foggy, as if it had slept for a century.

Her world is full of creamy light.

It wasn't until he slowly regained consciousness that he realized that the light was coming from his wrist.

She was also stunned for a moment, then looked up at Wei Pujue.

The two of them just looked at each other.

Wei Pujue didn't know what to ask and remained silent.

After a long time, he stood up and looked like usual: "Today's experiment report hasn't been written yet, I'll go back to the study first, you go to rest early." ”

Xiao nodded coldly.

When the door closed, Xiao returned to his bedroom slowly.

That's when the contact was opened.

Granny Yuan's whole face appeared in the picture, and Xiao Leng didn't slow down, and retreated her neck.

After Granny Yuan saw that the connection was connected, her body straightened up.

The expression on her face was no more charming than before, and she seemed to be a little anxious.

"Is something going on?" Xiao Leng asked.

"The pocket fat pig is gone!"

Granny Yuan felt a little guilty and blamed herself.

After Xiao Leng heard the news, his eyebrows were about to twist into a pimple.

The body that had been slumped on the bed slowly sat up straight, and then got out of bed.

"Didn't find it?"

"Hmm. ”

"When did you not see you?"

"It's been a while, I've been looking for it, but I haven't found it. ”

Or to divide it more clearly, the pocket fat pig should be regarded as the Holy Spirit.

It came to the Holy Spirit.

But before he could meet the Holy Spirit, the unlucky child was robbed by Xiao Leng.

Although it looks stupid and cute, there is a strong contrast in strength.

However, because Xiao Leng raised it with good food and drink, he wasted a period of youth, but even so, no one on Heqixing could abduct it.

So I snuck out on my own.

But after a few months, it's time to come back.

But I didn't see a single pig shadow!

So Granny Yuan could only contact Xiao Leng.

"I think it might have followed you. ”

"Follow me?" Xiao Leng walked to the windowsill, touched the window frame with his hand, and looked out, "Wasn't it still in the hall at that time?"

At that time, I wanted to say goodbye to the pocket fat pig at the entrance of the passage, but unfortunately it slept soundly, and Xiao Leng didn't wake up no matter how much he called it.

"After you left, when I returned to the Hall of Narration, although I also saw it, its ability was a clone. ”

Xiao Leng frowned.

What's going on?

The pig is gone, and it is always its decision.

Whether it's self-inflicted or other good results, Xiao Leng doesn't plan to care.

That's it.

Without the pocket fat pig, at least she still has Wei Pujue.

Sometimes you have to have it in your dreams, and you can't force it in your dreams.

After all, it's a matter of fate.

Alas.

Second, Xiao Leng put on the drying camouflage again.

When I walked to the restaurant, I saw sandwiches and cereal already on the table.

Her feet were still standing in place, her body was already off.

I saw that Wei Pujue's bedroom door was closed.

Xiao Leng moved his body back again, and settled the breakfast with a gentle movement.

After putting the dishes in the dishwasher, Xiao Leng walked out of the kitchen, thought about it, and walked in again.

When she came out again, she had a glass of hot milk in her hand.

Her fingertips slid over the glass.

When this allowed Wei Pujue to come out to drink, the milk was still warm.