The shit shovel officer knelt down and sang conquest for Ben Meow

Feng Mo stuffed the small box into the schoolbag deftly, and then he fiddled with it for a long time to make sure that no book would fall down and hit the box before he stopped.

That's right, he wants to bring the little milk cat to school, even if the school expressly prohibits bringing pets to school, but he doesn't feel at ease if he wants to keep the little milk cat at home, not to mention that the little milk cat can't eat by itself, As far as Situ Ming is such a fool, it is impossible for Feng Mo to leave the little milk cat at home alone.

Situ Ming was not a good student. What if he got excited one day and skipped class and came here? He was not afraid that Situ Ming would take something from him, but he was afraid that Situ Ming would take action against the little milk cat.

One must know that Situ Ming is interested in cruelty to animals, and he especially likes torturing animals that have not been born for a long time. He likes to see these little things whose ignorant and pure eyes are stained with despair, and finally fall apart...

To sum up, Feng Mo didn't dare to let the little milk cat stay at home alone.

Holding the packed schoolbag, Feng Mo walked back to his room, he picked up the dazed little milk cat and stuffed it into the box, and he didn't forget to close the lid at the end.

Ye Yu: "?" What's the situation, young man, what are you doing here?

Feng Mo poked a few holes in the box to ensure that Ye Yu could breathe fresh air. He patted the box lightly and said, "Good little milk cat, don't bark indiscriminately, you know?"

Ye Yu stared at her blue eyes, just watching Feng Mo zip up her schoolbag.

This is the rhythm of taking him to school?Young man, does your teacher know that you are so disregarding school rules and lawless?

There were some bumps along the way, even though the boy was already carefully protecting his schoolbag, he would inevitably be pushed and staggered on the crowded bus. He held his schoolbag in his arms, afraid that the little milk cat would leave it there.

The little milk cat was very obedient, and there was not even a sound along the way. It was so quiet that the boy felt scared. He opened the zipper from time to time to check that the little milk cat was fine, and then closed the zipper again.

The zipper was closed again, Ye Yu rolled his eyes helplessly, this was the first time, and he was tired of it.

Being trapped in a small space is very uncomfortable. Ye Yu wanted to rush out of this box more than once, but because of his limited ability, he could only think about it.

The vengeful little cat viciously wrote down Feng Mo in his little notebook, waiting for revenge in the future.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Mo finally brought Ye Yu to the school. After all, he was a half-grown boy. It was the first time he did such an illegal thing. Feng Mo was still a little nervous.

He pushed open the door of the classroom and walked to his seat under the sound of reading aloud.

Feng Mo is very tall and has not yet fully grown, with a stature of nearly 1.8 meters. As it should be, he sits in the last row of teachers, in a corner by the window.

Putting the schoolbag on the side against the wall, Feng Mo carefully took out the box where the little milk cat was placed, and stuffed it into the drawer before no one noticed, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Mo took out the book he was going to read aloud, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that his seatmate who hadn't come yet suddenly had a headache, this idiot shouldn't find him something to do.

The class bell rang, and the teacher walked into the classroom. At the moment the teacher put down the book, a person suddenly rushed into the classroom.

"Sorry... huh... teacher, I got stuck in a traffic jam." The visitor supported his knees with one hand, panting heavily.

The teacher glanced at him coldly, he was used to this kind of situation, thinking that this guy was not too late today, so he waved his hand to let him go back to his place.

The person who came was Feng Mo's seatmate, walked to the seat, lay down on the table with a grunt, and muttered, "I'm running away to death."

Seeing this, Feng Mo's mouth twitched slightly, "Did you oversleep again?"

"My good brother really understands me well enough." Nan An turned his head and gave Feng Mo a thumbs up, not forgetting to match it with a mean smile.

If he hadn't gotten used to this person's behavior style, Feng Mo couldn't guarantee that he would slap him.