In the school, it seems that many aristocratic ladies are blushing and talking about each other, while those aristocratic young masters are much quieter, and they are not as fond of fighting as usual, and even some small movements are restrained, as if they are very afraid of Gu Jin's return.

A strange atmosphere suddenly appeared in the classroom of the second year class, which made the teenager sitting in the corner frown unhappily, but when he heard the object of his classmates' discussion, the teenager playfully hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Anze, why are you still sitting here, I heard that there is a female classmate in the class next door to us, she looks so cute, and she came with your cousin with a strange temper, why don't you go and take a look?"

Zhou Zimo, who was good friends with An Ze, looked like he had discovered a new world, and said to the young man very curiously.

An Ze's classroom is in the middle of the position, so there are classes on the left and right, the next class in front is three classes a year, and the next class in the back is Gu Jin's class in four years, speaking of the first class in four years, An Ze sneered, he hadn't come to school for half a year, if others had been expelled a long time ago, sure enough, he was the eldest young master of the Gu family who was special, and he could have privileges that others couldn't have.

"Which class next door are you talking about?"

An Ze seemed to be very helpless about his classmate and good brother Zhou Zimo, and he couldn't say a word.

Zhou Zimo was surprised, as if An Ze's question was very strange, in the past, this good brother ignored his cousin, how could he take the initiative to care about him now?

An Ze looked at Zhou Zimo as if he had been struck by thunder, frowned and asked, "What's the matter, your brain was kicked by a donkey?" Or is my question difficult to understand? ”

An Ze has always been very poisonous when he speaks, and he will not show mercy because the other party is his good brother.

Zhou Zimo suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he had been scolded, so he glared at An Ze and said, "An Ze, being a brother with you must be the most painful thing in my life." ”

An Ze sneered and said, "I remember that you are only eight * years old this year, why are you dying?" So was that sentence my last words? ”

Huh, in this life?

Who can say for sure what happens in this life!

"An Ze, you bastard, you dare to curse me, Lao Tzu's life is hard, why are you dying, you are dying."

Zhou Zimo gritted his teeth angrily, knowing An Ze was definitely the most wrong thing in his life.

"Hehe, I'm angry, sure enough, you are the Zhou Zimo I know."

Anze smirked.

Zhou Zimo jumped to his feet angrily again, but he could only helplessly comfort himself and said: "It's still the new little angel cute, you are a devil in human skin, sooner or later I will be angry with you and die early, for my little life, or stay away from the devil and cherish life......"

"Really? Who is that little angel you're talking about? ”

I don't know why, hearing the 'little angel' in Zhou Zimo's mouth always reminds him of the little girl he saw in the Gu family villa yesterday.

"You want to scourge my little angel, don't you? Sure enough, angels and demons are opposites, and I really shouldn't tell you this news, O God, forgive me my sins, Amen......"

Seeing Zhou Zimo look like he had confessed to God, An Ze smiled helplessly, then stood up and walked out of the classroom, walking in the direction of the next class in front of him, but what he thought in his heart was that the fourth class was all aristocratic children older than them, and there could be no so-called little angel in Zhou Zimo's mouth, so it was absolutely right to go to the third class a year.