When Mo Liang was beaten, Jiu Nuan and Wu Yuanfei were lying on the wall not far away, and Mo Liang could see the two of them on the side, so the two of them kept lying on the wall, up and down, and saw this big scene.

While watching the play, the two prayed not to look back.

Sometimes the thing is, what are you afraid of him.

Unexpectedly, Mo Liang's line of sight was diverted, and he faced the two people watching the excitement on the wall.

Jiu Nuan felt her body stiffen. I really didn't mean to watch the excitement here.

After Father Mo left, Mo Liang didn't look back, he hooked his schoolbag with his backhand and walked towards school.

Jiu Nuan watched everyone leave, and also jumped off the wall.

"Brother Jiu, it seems that your family relationship at the same table is quite complicated."

"But is that guy really his father? How do I feel like it?

If I hadn't heard him say that he was your father at the same table, I would have thought it was faulty. ”

Jiu Nuan never spoke after he came down, and walked by himself, Wu Yuanfei couldn't hold back a gossip heart and continued to chatter next to Jiu Nuan......

"Eh, Brother Jiu, that tablemate of yours is also a ruthless person, although he doesn't say much, but he is angry with every sentence, what kind of fairy father-son relationship is this."

"You said he saw the two of us just now, would he think that we were deliberately lying there to watch the fun?"

Jiu Nuan thought about the situation just now and replied affirmatively: "Yes." ”

Who would lie on the wall and stay on the wall, that's obviously a voyeuristic angle.

“……”

It seems like that's the case!

"Isn't it embarrassing for you to see him later?"

It's okay for my classmates to say that it's the same table! You can't hide from it.

Speaking of which, the two had already entered the school, walked to the second floor, and the two parted ways.

Before leaving, Wu Yuanfei was still a little worried, thinking about what Jiu Nuan could say he could fight, and he didn't know what would happen in the end.

Jiu Nuan walked into the classroom and found that he was not at the same table, but there was his schoolbag on the seat, and that person should have come, maybe something went out!

The students in the classroom were discussing something in a low voice.

Because of Xu Jiao's incident yesterday, no one dared to talk to Jiu Nuan casually.

Jiu Nuan walked to his seat and sat down, listening silently for a moment.

Hear the words 'Mo Liang', 'face' and 'who hit it'.

The sound of a chair pulling was heard from the side.

She looked up and saw that the boy had already sat down.

Because of his height, after sitting down, his legs could only be spread apart and slightly straightened, he put one hand on the table and pinched the mobile phone, and the other hand was in his pocket, his expression was very cold.

Because he was sitting on his left side, he couldn't see what was happening on his face at this time.

Jiu Nuan looked at him for a moment and then withdrew his gaze, although the two were at the same table, they had only known each other for less than a month, and they were not good enough to care about him.

He didn't know about what happened just now, so he didn't know about her.

It's not a glorious thing.

Jiu Nuan thought that he wouldn't be able to speak today, but just when she just withdrew her gaze, the young man's voice sounded: "You have been wronged at the same table, shouldn't you offer condolences?" ”

Jiu Nuan: "??? ”

I don't know you well.

"Yesterday, I also helped you run away from the little white lotus."

"I've been modeling for you for that long."

Jiu Nuan: "!! ”

She was beaten stupid by his father at the same table!

A look of grievance, what's going on with the accusatory tone?

Jiu Nuan didn't know if the table was in good shape now, so he turned his head and asked cautiously.

"How do you want me to be condolent?"