Jiang Hexun endured it again and again, but he couldn't bear it anymore.
She felt that Shen Chengfeng was mentally a little abnormal.
She didn't care whether it would irritate him or not, and kicked him in the leg.
However, Shen Chengfeng seemed to feel no pain and easily restrained her wrist, trapping it above her head.
Jiang Hexun's face had turned red because of anger.
"Shen Chengfeng, this is school!"
“What about school?
I do not care."
Shen Chengfeng lowered his head and kissed her soft cheek hard.
Jiang Hexun was so angry that he almost cried.
Her eyes were red, she gritted her teeth, and kicked him hard with her foot.
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, and the head teacher shouted angrily from outside: "Shen Chengfeng, open the door for me!"
Shen Chengfeng was silent for a moment and finally let go of his hand.
There was a crisp "pop" sound.
Jiang Hexun slapped him hard.
Shen Chengfeng's face was knocked to the side and he suddenly laughed softly.
There was something weirdly sick about that laughter.
Jiang Hexun never looked at him again, feeling that he was not only irrational, but also crazy.
She opened the classroom door.
Outside the door, the head teacher and Shang Yan Kong Qianqian were looking over anxiously.
Seeing that she was completely intact, the head teacher couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "You go back to the classroom first."
Jiang Hexun nodded.
Shang Yan and Kong Xixi looked at her with worried faces, and they accompanied her back to the classroom.
"Xunxun, has he done anything to you?
Are you OK?"
Jiang Hexun wiped the kissed face vigorously, shook his head, "It's okay."
Her skin was delicate and soft, and it soon became red from her rubbing.
Shang Yan pulled her hand down and said, "Don't rub it. If you rub it any more, the skin will peel off."
What is Shen Chengfeng doing?
I insisted on going out with Jiang Xiaoman, what’s the use of regretting it now?”
She complained, really worried about Jiang Hexun.
This Shen Chengfeng is really terrifying.
The whole class was frightened by his actions.
Kong Xixi couldn't help but rejoice, "Fortunately, the people I grew up with didn't have any interest in me, otherwise I would have had nightmares every day, and it would have been a shame that I wasn't as beautiful as Xun Xun."
She didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly said: "Xunxun, I think that Wei Qingshi is not normal either.
I saw him go to the infirmary several times to dispense medicine. His face was as white as a vampire. Could he be suffering from some kind of mental illness?
Last time I went to the bathroom, I found him staring at you in the corridor. His look made me go crazy."
Jiang Hexun said: "He will transfer to another school next month."
"That's good. Shen Chengfeng is scary enough, but don't bring another psychotic lunatic."
Kong Qianqian had a deep memory of Wei Qingshi’s eyes.
Those eyes are full of paranoid and pathological possessiveness. What girl can stand it?
It's so scary.
She couldn't help but sigh: "Boys are so scary."
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The head teacher severely criticized Shen Chengfeng.
Students of this age are youthful, ignorant, passionate, and restless. He has been through this before. The more you don't let him do anything, the more he will contradict you.
After the criticism, the head teacher Xiaozhi gave him a good education with reason and emotion.
He talked a lot about it, for example, you should study hard now and make progress every day, and when you go to college, you can fall in love however you like, etc.
But this student, Shen Chengfeng, was a bitch. He had already talked about it, but the young man in front of him still had a cold-hearted attitude that it was none of your business.
The head teacher was very helpless and originally wanted to call his parents to the school.
But when he thought about his parents' attitude of doing nothing, he felt so heartbroken that he gave up.
The head teacher brought Shen Chengfeng back to the classroom and arranged his position farthest away from Jiang Hexun.
Shen Chengfeng moved the books to the new seat without saying a word.
On the surface, he seemed to have compromised. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only he knew.