"..." There were whispers all around. Yi Qiantang looked at Xin Qing's meaningless look and wanted to raise his hand and slap her, but Zuo Sichen was about to pull her away.
A cold voice broke this noisy scene: "Who do you think my baby is seducing?"
The young man quickly walked towards Yi Qiantang, grabbed her wrist fiercely, and swung her back. Then Xinqing, with a look of astonishment on her face, smiled evilly: "The prince may not feel it all the time, the princess must learn to protect herself.
"
The young man laughed out loud, his slender fingers as finely carved from jade lazily supporting his perfect chin, "What? Are you stupid?"
"You, you... why are you here!" She scratched her hair in annoyance.
"Because this is my school."
"...Hurry up and go home." She stared at her beautiful eyes.
"Okay, let's go back together." He grabbed her hand like a little hooligan.
"..." Xin Qing sat helplessly in her seat. The young man looked at Xin Qing's former deskmate, his deep and calm eyes were cold and distant,
The man wisely stepped aside, and the young man sat down calmly. Xin Qing secretly screamed.
The teacher came over at the right time and spotted the boy with his own eyes. "Master, do you need any help?"
The people around looked at the boy next to Xin Qing with dumbfounded eyes.
"No." He responded coldly.
"Master, would you like to introduce yourself?" The teacher's face suddenly became extremely flattering.
"Jiu Qianmo." Jiu Qianmo's bangs flew sideways, making the sharpness and coldness of his eyes half-clear...
"No?" The head teacher waited for a long time, but did not wait for Jiu Qianmo's next words. "Yes." Nodding slightly, he turned to look at Xin Qing,
"If there is no problem, let's start class." The head teacher coughed lightly. The teacher couldn't afford to hurt him.
"Yes! I have it!" Xinqing raised her hand high. She didn't want to sit with such a devil.
"Classmate Xia, what questions do you have?" The teacher's lips curled up into a smile.
"Teacher, you are hallucinating." Jiu Qianmo glanced at Xin Qing with a small hint of threat.
"Teacher, there are no auditory hallucinations." Xin Qing clenched her fists. She wanted to seize every opportunity to stay away from him.
"Yes!" Jiu Qianmo's voice was blurry and magnetic.
"No!" Xinqing's voice was firm.
"have"
"I want to change seats."
"No."
"you……"
"Do you want me to help you relive that scene in the morning?" Jiu Qianmo curled his lips, and the transparent sunlight flowed quietly.