Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Yun Fan walked over, before sitting down, Xiao Yu stood up.

After leaving the classroom.

Xiao Yu didn't come back until class was approaching.

Yun Fan was sensitive to the smell of tobacco on his body.

What he did out just now is self-evident.

Thinking of what the teacher said just now, after Xiao Yu lay down, Yun Fan stretched out his hand and carefully pulled his sleeve.

Xiao Yu raised her head impatiently, and saw her looking at herself, her lips moving, and tentatively asked: "Can you not sleep in this class?"

The grumpy Xiao Yu had the rare patience to say something to her.

He asked: "Why?"

Yun Fanfan also answered honestly: "The school will have an inspection, and I will see you sleeping at that time, which will not affect you."

"Why?"

Xiao Yu just said a word.

He asked again and again: "Why do you need it, I have to cooperate?"

Yun looked at him unhappy, and said nothing.

After a while she asked again: "Then can we change seats?"

Looking at himself with expectant eyes, Xiao Yu suddenly thought of passing through the alley that day.

I thought I would see a group of boys beating girls, but I was hesitating whether to go out and be this good guy or not to care.

As a result, she had quickly avoided, the final result even he did not expect.

A group of men were beaten to the ground by one of her girls, and he looked ashamed.

Later, he thought she was leaving like this, but he didn't expect that she actually squatted down, and in turn asked the bullies for money.

The tone at the time was also the same as it is now, although there is no expectation, but it is serious enough.

She did the same that day, watching him fighting with others, standing there, without intervening or saying anything.

It's quite noticeable.

At least it caught his attention.

Xiao Yu stood up and kicked the chair away.

This action is agreed.

Yun Fan quickly changed positions with him.

After the class started, Xiao Yu still lay down, and Yun Fan held his right elbow on the table, palm propped his head, maintaining this posture.

In this posture, the blackboard cannot be seen. The teacher writes knowledge points on the blackboard, and she cannot see it either.

Xiao Yu opened his eyes halfway and saw her close.

The elbows take up most of the position.

However, her movement covered her figure lying on the table.

Until the end of get out of class, Yun Fanfan still maintained this posture.

Xiao Yu woke up, saw her motionless, and asked, "Are you asleep?"

Yun Fan moved his hands with difficulty, and said with a frustrated face: "My hands are numb..."

Keep your hands in this posture for one lesson, it's strange if you don't feel numb.

Yun Fan shook his hand, waited a little longer, and then exchanged seats with Xiao Yu.

Later, thinking about the knowledge points I heard, I bowed my head and summarized.

Xiao Yu didn't know what was wrong, seeing that she looked so hard after class, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

It was the first time that he saw a girl with such a big contrast. She was not tall, looked dazed, but was good at fighting.

If fighting is good, her grades should not be very good, but she is the first in the class.

What a strange girl.

Xiao Yu lay on the table again.

Yun Fan felt very strange.

People sleep for eight hours a day. Xiao Yu almost sleeps at school during the day. Why can he sleep all the time?

Is it really that sleepy?

Thinking about this, she wrote a sentence in her notebook: Why can she sleep every day.