217: Xiaoran, what should I do if I love you? Jue's sincerity
"I, bastard?" The once confusing voice was a little hoarse.
Yes, he felt so too. But she didn't know how guilty and felt sorry for her when he raised the gun.
Mo Xiaoran never knew that Huang Xiaojue would have such a voice. It was obviously filled with anger, but it was mixed with a faint pain.
She had no idea how to answer him, and she almost didn't even dare to look at his eyes. She loved and afraid of him, and the only thing she could do was stay away from him. But why would she get caught every time she said bad things about people?
Right now?
Mo Xiaoran opened her mouth and didn't put a word in a long time. Seeing that Huang Xiaojue had no intention of leaving, she had to look at Louis for help, and her small hand clutched Louis.
Her extremely dependent movement stimulated Huang Xiaojue even more, and the brown eyes seemed to be flowing with fire. He took a step forward, pulled Mo Xiaoran without saying anything, and held her delicate little face with a big hand.
"Do you hate me?" He lowered his voice and asked Mo Xiaoran in a voice that only the two of them could hear, his thin lips cursing a graceful and self-deprecating smile.
"Ah?" Mo Xiaoran was stunned, his long eyelashes swayed, and the unintentional movement exuded an indescribable inspiration, "No..."
She doesn't hold grudges. She hates him so much and is quite afraid of him, but she really never hates him.
An unknown thing flowed in Huang Xiaojue's eyes. He moved his lips. Just as he was about to say something, the little man in front of him was pulled away. Louis protected him and stood in front of Mo Xiaoran.
Huang Xiaojue's eyes were filled with disgust:
"You're so embarrassed to pester her?" Louis really wanted to beat Huang Xiaojue. He couldn't imagine how Huang Xiaojue could bear to do such cruel things to a simple and cute girl like Mo Xiaoran.
Fortunately, he used to think that Mo Xiaoran and Huang Xiaojue would be happy. Haha, now he knows that if Mo Xiaoran is handed over to such a cruel and ruthless person, she will sooner or later be scarred.
He wants to love his little cock, he wants to love himself.
"It's not your turn to do it."
Huang Xiaojue replied lightly, with a cold face, and never looked at Louis, his eyes locked on the little girl behind him.
The girl was really alienated from him. Her eyes were full of grievances and a little fear. He really wanted to pull her into her arms and pamper her hard.
Louis did not waste any more time with Huang Xiaojue. He decisively pulled Xiaoran and walked away by around Huang Xiaojue.
In a moment, Mo Xiaoran and Huang Xiaojue passed by each other.
Huang Xiaojue stood there without leaving, and his deep eyes followed her petite back.
Xiaoran, I really fell in love with you... What should I do? How can I compensate you...
Behind Huang Xiaojue, at the window of the classroom of Class 1 (9) in high school, An Ran's head was carefully stumbled outside and stared at the scene.
It seems that he still cares about Mo Xiaoran...
An Ran clenched her fist gently, and she felt a little uneasy.
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I don't think Jue will disappoint you... But, hey, Louis is fine too... I'm in a dilemma...