It's not an exaggeration to describe it as madness.

A seemingly "righteous" moral kidnapping.

It seems that if she doesn't cut off a kidney to save her sister, she is a heinous sinner through the ages.

This is already close to online violence.

An Xiaoli looked irritable.

This day, between classes, there were people in the corridor, An Xiaoli went to the bathroom, and when she came out, she just turned on the faucet, and saw two girls next to her who were mending up lipstick in front of the mirror saw her, closed their lipsticks, muttered something in a low voice, and then walked away arm in arm.

Then the girl who came out of the back compartment saw her, frowned, and did not shy away from walking to the farthest place from her to wash her hands.

An Xiaoli looked up by chance, just in time to see the disgust that flashed on the other party's face.

They're what's wrong?

An Xiaoli was silent for a while, not taking it to heart.

When she came out of the bathroom, she kept her head down, not seeing the occasional glance around her.

Back in the classroom, just pulled out the chair to sit down, next to the teenager with his head upturned and his face covered with basketball magazines, "brushed-" and took down the magazine on his face, frowned at her, and his tone was a little dissatisfied.

"Where did you just go?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, the seat next to him was empty.

This girl always disappears when he doesn't pay attention.

The eldest young master didn't realize that he had already included An Xiaoli in his territory, and he didn't even care where she went.

Or maybe he has realized that she is his, and he will take care of it.

Since you like it, you can generously admit it.

He has a very high collar, but there is a handful of trembling upturned hair on his head, and this sense of contradiction has a great impact.

I saw his shape fiercely.

An Xiaoli didn't hold back and choked on her cough.

Then, he turned his head and laughed.

Nine Lan Crack frowned.

Even the classmates in the back row couldn't help but snort and laugh when they saw it.

Jiu Lan's eyes swept away, and those students with the students held back, their faces flushed, and they were suffocated.

Jiu Lan Split turned his gaze back to An Xiaoli again, and asked with a cold face, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"No, no."

An Xiaoli was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control it, so she simply buried her face in her arm.

Still unaware of the crack: "......"

And the surroundings have been laughed crazy by the new shape of Jiu Lan's crack, but they didn't dare to make a sound, so they could only pinch their thighs and pinch their thighs again, so that the faces twitched non-stop......

Jiu Lan's cracked eyes swept over everyone's distorted and deformed faces, and then fell on An Xiaoli, the initiator, before he slowly reacted after realizing it.

He quickly pulled out his phone and looked at it with the screen.

Sure enough, on that delicate facial feature, a handful of "little saplings" appeared leisurely above his head, trembling in the wind.

With his movements, he shook demonically again.

“…… . ”

For the first time, Jiu Lan Crack exploded in the classroom, and quickly threw the phone back, and blood welled up on his face.

No one in the classroom dared to laugh, and no one dared to speak out.

Jiulan stiffened her face, and she caught a glimpse of the girl's ears red, and she cursed in annoyance.

There's nothing more unbearable than making a fool of yourself in front of someone you like.

All afternoon, Jiu Lan Crack was very depressed and didn't talk much.

An Xiaoli was originally in a bad mood because of that incident, but because of the cracked Nine Lan, she was in a much better mood, and when she saw the wilting appearance of the same table next to her, she couldn't help but smile in her heart.