Five classmates set me up again

Tian Shouzhi didn't have any precautions, he hit it with all his strength. Although his skull was very hard, the place where he hit happened to be the button of the college uniform, and the metal button didn't cut corners at all.

A red seal like a seal was stamped on Tian Shouzhi's forehead.

Just from the red marks, we can see how painful Tian Shouzhi was hit.But he wasn't stunned by the pain, it was simply—

Why are my classmates one or two taller than me? !And it's so much taller!Are they really the same age? !

Although he was bumped, the strong Xia Youjie didn't feel anything. His surprise was that he didn't feel anyone approaching.

Without the slightest bit of magic power, is this child really a magician?

His eyes fell on Tian Shouzhi's fair face and stayed for a moment. Thinking of Wujo Wu's ailments these past few days, Xia Youjie quickly connected her with the "pet" Wujo Wu called.

Small in stature, with a soft and easy-to-deceive personality, and a face full of tears and grievances after being bumped into, it is indeed very attractive and beautiful, but I didn't realize that Wu actually likes this type girl?

Gojo Satoru didn't feel anything when he saw Xia Youjie, and even wanted to laugh at Tian Shouzhi's idiot for not even being able to walk, but seeing Tian Shouzhi and Xia Youjie staring at each other for longer and longer , getting longer and longer—

accurate!

What an eyesore!

Tian Shouzhi is heartless!Who bought him desserts, clothes, shoes, and underwear? !Who helped him move the table and stools to bring him into the new school? !

Gojo Satoru's gaze towards Amanshou Zhizhi, if there is substance, remains motionless, breaking the strange tranquility before the eruption of the volcano.

Noticing Wujo Wu's gaze, Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows with interest, and looked at Wujo Wu with a bit of teasing.

The eyes of the three formed a large closed triangle at the door, and when they entered the house and changed their clothes, they saw such an embarrassing and deadly scene.

"you--"

Jiajin Nizi was about to speak, at least let her in first, just finished the practical training class, it's very tiring, okay? !

Relying on the length of his hands, Wujo Wutiao hooked the person back into his arms with a hook, Tian Shouzhi was almost strangled to death by him, scratched his arm and began to struggle: "Bastard Wujo Wu, I absolutely don't want to be at the same table with you !"

Gojo Satoru looked down at him, his frosty long eyelashes drooped, covering the emotions in his eyes, his voice was flirtatious and joking: "Aren't you happy to have the best tablemate in the world?!" He was tall and bowed his head It was as if the big cat had been pressing down on the poor little prey, and the whole figure seemed to be hanging on Tian Shouzhi's body.

Tian Shouzhi showed an extremely disgusted expression: "For an ordinary child like me, it is enough to have an ordinary deskmate!" The messy hair was unexpectedly soft, like the thin and soft hair of a cat cub, rubbing against it. Gently soft on the face, but also with a touch of fragrance.

Tian Shouzhi pressed his head, and selfishly rubbed it twice when he pushed it away.

Gojo Wu's face was squeezed out, and it happened that all the first-year students were here. He pointed at Xia Youjie, like a cat with fried hair: "Then do you want to be at the same table with him?"

Xia Youjie didn't know what the purpose was, so he leaned against the door with his arms folded, his raised Danfeng eyes narrowed, and he smiled like a fox: "Compared to Wu, I am indeed much more ordinary than him!"

These words sounded weird, I don't know if it was for Tian Shouzhi to step down, or simply because he wanted to see Gojo Satoru suffer.

Although it was the first time we met, Tian Shouzhi didn't like Xia Youjie's height and oppression, one or two, why are they so much taller than him.

Looking forward to the only girl, there is no overwhelming height pressure, and she is still a girl, although I can’t tell who is taller if I don’t get close, but, but... high school is a boy’s period, even if he is shorter now, he Can catch up soon too!

"Zhijiang!" The thumb and index finger pinched the left and right cheeks respectively, Gojo Satoru stared at him, approaching him a little bit, with dangerous eyes, "The best tablemate in the world~"

"And to say to a girl 'I want a normal classmate' and invite her to be a classmate, don't you think that's a rude request?"

Jia Ruozi said lightly, "I don't mind."

Tian Shouzhi's eyes lit up.

"It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic about the new classmates!" Gojo Gojo changed his threatening posture, raised the corners of his lips with a smile, and said democratically, "That's good, then let Zhichan decide for himself!"

Tenshou, rather than surrender, Zhi wants to say that he just doesn't want to be at the same table with Wujo, scum, bastard, Wujo, but just wants to sit with a gentle and understanding female classmate, but the big hand on his waist, But it became the seal of this sentence.

Tianshou Zhizhi was lying on the table sullenly, and Gojo Satoru propped his head and looked sideways at him as he stuffed himself under his arm, playing with a handful of hair with his fingers: "Zhijiang, didn't everything come according to your heart? Really, Even if you are unhappy like this, it’s not good to be too spoiled~”

Tianshou thought childishly, who do you think forced it!

"Boom!" Tian Shouzhi stood up abruptly, aggressively, "I'm going to the toilet!"

He stood up and went to the toilet, but he forgot that his hair was still in Gojo Satoru's hands. The hair that had been twisted several times in Gojo Satoru's hands failed to "slip" away smoothly, and Tian Shouzhi was in pain from being pulled gasp.

"Are you an idiot?!" Gojo Satoru stood up and rubbed his scalp, gently circling his head with his fingertips.The hair dyed by body temperature filled the fingers, and the smooth and warm feel was addictive.

"Huh?!" Tian Shouzhi burst into tears from the pain, and was furious, "Whose fault do you think this is?!"

A fierce face, if there are no tears, may still have some deterrent power, but no matter how fierce the eyes are paired with an expression about to cry, no matter how you look at it, it will not be lethal!

No, it's still lethal.

Gojo Satoru thought about it, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I'm sorry..."

Zhichan, who was crying...has white teeth, and wants to bully even more!

Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nitrozi looked like they had seen a ghost.