Looking at Xiang Haiqing's big twinkling eyes, An Zimo's heart sank.
Cursing secretly, 'Who likes such an unruly and willful guy like you?'
"If you stop being narcissistic, who will like you? Don't you know? All the boys in school are afraid to avoid you when they see you."
Xiang Haiqing was not angry and continued to say shamelessly, "Oh, but some people are always different from them. Why are you always pestering me? Uh-huh!"
An Zimo sneered, "Our Liang Zi is no longer a day or two."
Xiang Haiqing showed disdain, "I'm talking about An Xiaopang, you and I have been entangled for eight or nine years, haven't you calmed down yet? You are so stingy."
"Don't call me that." An Zimo suddenly pulled her collar angrily.
The two people's faces were close to each other, and Xiang Haiqing was surprised by his sudden move.
Some of them didn't respond. After a brief moment of confusion, she stared at him, and she could see the small figure towards her in his eyes filled with anger.
"Why---why are you so angry? Fatty An---no, An Zimo, you have to be a big-bellied man. Didn't the teacher say that boys should take care of girls?"
An Zimo sneered, "Boys should give way to girls, but in my heart, you Xiang Haiqing has never been a girl."
Xiang Haiqing was finally angered by him, "Little Fatty An, where did you see that I'm not a girl? I'm innocent and cute, so don't be jealous of me here."
"Jealous of you! You are really narcissistic. I, An Zimo, am jealous of you. No one can be jealous of you, a manly woman."
Xiang Haiqing sobbed a few times and burst into tears. "You----you said I'm a man's bitch----wuwu----you bullied me."
Her tears always flowed freely, without any consideration of the brewing problems.
An Zimo's face became increasingly ugly, and he was a little confused by her sudden situation.
"Why are you crying? Xiang Haiqing, don't think I don't know that you are pretending to cry."
Xiang Haiqing cried harder and harder when he said, "Who--who is pretending to cry? Woo-hoo--you are bullying me."
An Zimo was angry. He stretched out his hand to straighten Xiang Haiqing's head. When he saw that her eye circles were indeed red, he felt a little rippled in his heart.
Although he hates this manly woman, it is indeed wrong to bully girls. He is somewhat apologetic.
"Okay, don't cry. You're already ugly, but now you're crying like this, it's even worse."
Xiang Haiqing cried with snot and tears. An Zimo originally meant to say comforting words, but to the other person's ears, it was sarcasm!
Xiang Haiqing cursed in her mind, 'You're such a fat little bastard, you'll be surprised if I don't punish you later.'
"Ugh---you actually called me ugly, I---I'm going to tell the teacher."
There was a row of black lines in front of An Zimo's forehead. He had never seen such a tormenting master.
He tried to lower his voice as much as possible. "Okay, don't cry. I'll apologize."
"What did you say?" Xiang Haiqing asked him while sobbing with her face red from crying.
It was not An Zimo's original intention to apologize to this manly woman. His apology voice was very low, but he was sure that Xiang Haiqing definitely heard it.
She was deliberately teasing him!
"Didn't you hear?"
"How can I hear you when you speak so quietly? You don't have any sincerity at all."
"you----"
"Wow------An Zimo is bullying people---" She saw An Zimo getting angry and continued to cry.
An Zimo was so angry that she raised his fist, but finally took it back forcefully. If she was not a girl, he would definitely beat her up.
"Xiang Haiqing, stop crying, I--I apologize to you."
Seeing An Zimo's increasingly gloomy face, Xiang Haiqing accepted it and said, "That's right, huh, this is called gentlemanly behavior, you know, you have to treat girls like this more often in the future."
She sniffed, reached out and touched her face, and the sticky unknown substance was instantly wiped on her hands.
With her eyes wandering, she rubbed An Zimo's clean school uniform a few times with a smile on her face.
"Okay, now that you've apologized, I'll forgive you."
An Zimo looked at her in disbelief, then looked down at the wet marks on his body.
"How dare you wipe your nose on my shirt, Xiang Haiqing, why are you so disgusting?"
Xiang Haiqing shrugged indifferently, "I didn't bring any tissues, so I had to borrow your clothes. Don't mind!"
An Zimo gritted his teeth and his eyes turned rapidly. "Very good, since you are not polite anymore, why should I be polite?"
He stood up suddenly, grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and wiped it off Xiang Haiqing's face.
"Since you didn't bring toilet paper, I'll help you wipe it."
"puff----"
Xiang Haiqing spat, her mouth full of the taste of earth, and raised her eyes to look fiercely at the young man standing in front of her.
"Fat An, my relationship with you has finally come to an end. Let's wait and see."
An Zimo looked at the little native in front of him, and his mood instantly improved. He was such a germaphobe, and he actually ignored the snot marks on his body after teasing Xiang Haiqing.
"Okay, that's exactly what I thought. You'd better not fall into my hands, otherwise you will definitely die miserably."
"Each other---"
When their eyes met, sparks flew everywhere - it was anger, not fire.
After An Zimo left angrily, Xiang Haiqing looked at the figure behind the big tree.
"Shit Xiaoyue, you can come out now."
Humph! An Xiaopang just bullied her here. Xiao Yueyue was present the whole time, but she was so frightened that she hid. She is really not a friend enough.
"Hey---Hai Qing, your hamburger."
A girl walked out from behind the tree. She was the same age as Hai Qing. She had a pretty mushroom head, a round face, and a pair of nice dimples when she smiled.
It looks very refreshing and cute.
At this time, she stood aside and looked weakly at a certain injured "little fox", and took out a wet tissue and handed it to Xiang Haiqing in a flattering manner.
"Ouch, Hai Qing, your face was made like this by Fatty An? How pitiful. That Fatty An is really hateful. The next time I see him, Xiaoyue will definitely give him a good beating and give it to you.
Take it out."
"Do you still have the nerve to brag here?" Xiang Haiqing angrily took the brocade in her hand and wiped it carefully on his face.
"Hmph! You were here earlier, right? You're hiding behind a tree and don't dare to come out. You're a coward, you're a coward, and you're even trying to get revenge on Fat An. If you dare to get within one step of him, I admire you."
Xiaoyue lowered her head, and from time to time she raised her eyes to look at the angry Hai Qing.
"I'm sorry. You know that I'm very afraid of him. Besides, it's different now than when I was a kid. He's so tall. He punched me and my little body was blown away."
Seeing how plausibly she spoke, Xiang Haiqing reached out and patted her on the forehead.