Yierxi seemed disdainful to talk to Xia Liangqian. She didn't even raise her eyelids. She just lazily played with the nails in her hands and sneered: "What do you think? Are the noble royal family and the humble common people comparable?
?hehe."
"Yes! The noble royal family will do whatever it takes to get what they want. Even if they use any means, they would rather destroy it than let others get it, right?" Xia Liangqian said still without humility.
"You should have known this a long time ago, right? Common people!!"
Every word Yi Xi said was extremely sarcastic. An Xiaoruo had the urge to strangle her to death. This woman was really arrogant. He would never tolerate such a woman in this class.
"Hey!! It seems you are not in our class! Why are you staying in our class!!"
An Xiaoruo still acted like a master and asked someone to leave. If the An Xiaoruo hadn't matured a lot now, the previous An Xiaoruo would have simply knocked him out and thrown him out.
Okay! An Xiaoruo is now worried about Ivan Xia's face and the temporarily friendly relationship between the British royal family and the twelve nobles.
"I'm sorry, from now on, I will be a student in this class. Your Highness, brother, do you think so?"
Yier Xi only smiled brightly at Ivan Xia, but An Xiaoruo really couldn't stand her coquettishness, which was really disgusting.
Ivan Xia said nothing, but nodded symbolically.
"But!! You...and you...can ordinary people stay in the White Feather Class? When did the threshold of Shengyu Academy become so low?" Yierxi's every word was full of sarcasm, which was really harsh.
Very. Every word was directed at An Xiaoruo and Xia Liangqian.
"Sister Xiaoruo is not a commoner! She is a princess of the Fanyin tribe!!"
Suddenly, a tall, slender behemoth with a handsome face and clear eyes emerged from between An Xiaoruo and Bei Yinzhe.
He looked at Bei Yinzhe and An Xiaoruo holding hands for a moment, then immediately moved their hands away, pouting, the two small dimples slightly sunken into a suffocating and charming arc, frowning and looking at Bei Yinzhe.
He curled his lips and said, "You are not allowed to touch Xiaoruo's hand without my consent."
"Zi Yezhuo, why don't you go to the United States!! Heal your damn head and come back to fight with me!! Idiot!!" Bei Yinzhe was obviously very dissatisfied. Zi Yezhuo suddenly appeared to disturb him.
Good thing.
"Hmph!! Xiao Ruoruo, he scolded me!! Wuwu!!"
In an instant, Zi Yezhuo transformed into a big cute thing, with his mouth curled up and a little pear dimple, and he looked at An Xiaoruo eagerly, his misty eyes that seemed to be able to drip water, fluttering, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if they were still alive.
There were a few sparkling crystal clear tears hanging on it.
(Tangkuanghan:-_-|||God! Ziye Zhuo, you came too soon! Just shed tears!! How much love debt did An Xiaoruo owe in his previous life!! An Xiaoruo:-
_-|||I don’t know!)
An Xiaoruo originally planned to vent his anger on Bei Yinzhe, but as soon as he caught Bei Yinzhe's gaze, Bei Yinzhe immediately changed his temper.