That bully is mine

Nourish the stomach

Jiang Yanwan's gaze was like a leech, firmly attached to Lin Su's body.

She followed Lin Su to the door, but didn't go in. She just looked through the crack of the door for a while, and then smiled strangely.

……

When Lin Su arrived at school the next day, he found a cup of millet porridge and two steamed buns on the table. He looked around, and the students were either chatting or not, but no one seemed to notice this.

"Cough!" Cao Dazhuang walked to Lin Su's side and cleared his throat: "Don't look, I bought it for you."

Lin Su looked at him calmly, "Why?"

"Aren't you very good at drawing? Draw me two things, and I will treat you to breakfast for a week."

Lin Su pushed the millet porridge and the steamed stuffed bun away, "Tell me what you need to draw, and it will be free."

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Cao Dazhuang looked at Gu Yan cautiously, knowing that although he looked empty, he must be paying attention to the movements here, so he slapped the table: "I don't want to owe others favors."

Gu Yan looked at Cao Dazhuang with cool eyes.

Cao Dazhuang: "..." I fucking slapped the table, but I didn't really attack him.

Lin Su was unmoved, "It doesn't matter whether you owe it or not."

"what?"

"You are Brother Yan's brother." Lin Su said in a serious tone, "I will draw for you, and I do not owe you any favors."

Cao Dazhuang: "..." Can you two be together right away?Stop fussing.

Lin Su seldom talked, but what he said must be serious. Just when Cao Dazhuang was racking his brains to think of a reason, Gu Yan came here at some point, frowned and said, "If you want to accept it, you can accept it. Grinding."

Lin Su was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly he smiled, nodded and said, "Okay."

Cao Dazhuang: "..." It's useless to collude with me, so it's better for Gu Yan to reprimand me coldly.

As for the breakfast, there is nothing to draw. It was bought by Gu Yan. For this reason, Cao Dazhuang also found two beautiful landscape templates, and asked Lin Su to draw a pencil drawing based on them. He was so tired that he was dying.

"You said that if you really want to treat him well, you can give him some scones." Cao Dazhuang said in a low voice, "The stewed noodles for school breakfast are also good."

Gu Yan looked calm, and opened the textbook: "There's a lot of nonsense, and I will try ancient poetry in the next class."

Cao Dazhuang wailed: "Father, save me!"

Why send millet porridge buns?

Because millet porridge nourishes the stomach.

Lin Su secretly drank millet porridge, feeling like drinking honey. He was sure that Brother Yan bought it. There was no evidence, but he was sure.

But this day, Gu Yan didn't see Lin Su coming to class until the millet porridge on the table was cold. He tapped the table with his fingertips anxiously. Looking at Gu Yan while looking at the phone.

Gu Yan caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and when Cao Dazhuang went back and forth for the fourth time, he suddenly snatched his mobile phone, and said coldly: "You are sick, treat it to me..." The voice stopped abruptly, and Gu Yan slightly widened his eyes.

It was a school forum post with the title "This bad student fights early in the morning?"I was called to the hospital", the attached picture is a picture of a teenager covering his head with blood all over his fingers, the pixels are not high, but Gu Yan recognized it at a glance, this is Lin Su.

When the bell rang for the first class, Zhang Fen, the head teacher, came in, but Gu Yan got up suddenly, stepped on the table and jumped to the back door, opened the door and left, carrying unspeakable coldness and anger.

"Hey? Gu Yan is already in class, why are you going?" Zhang Fen shouted, but no one answered her.

As soon as Gu Yan jumped into the car, he received a text message from Cao Dazhuang: I asked clearly, and I am in the Second City Hospital.

Gu Yan said to the driver, "The Second Municipal Hospital."