The nervous girl who lives in my house is named Xu Qing. Why she is called that, it's not her weird personality.

A week ago, my sister came to my house and asked me to take care of her good sister and said don't bully her.

Looking at the shopping bags in the room, my waist is about to break, and I want to sleep directly in bed, I just can't understand, who is bullying whom?

After experiencing today's events, she guarded me like a pervert, and even locked the door when she slept at night. And hung a sign on the door - please knock on the door if you have something.

Occasionally she came out and poured a glass of water, and treated me with disgust, as if I had deliberately made her limp now.

As the master, how can I tolerate this kind of hatred, I can only angrily cut a watermelon (a game) to relieve the hatred in my heart, and I am not a real pervert, why should I be so low-voiced.

The next day, she magically appeared in my classroom as a transfer student and invaded my life like a germ.

If you compare the girl to a flower and a cat, she is a fossil left over from ancient times, stubborn.

Dull to the point of incompetence in life and relationships, like an unevolved product of the Cretaceous period, if it weren't for the persecution of my old sister, I wouldn't have anything to do with a creature like her.

If I chose to apply for this normal university in the first place, now I think about it is just a hot mind, thinking how literary and noble the Chinese Department is, but this is not the case.

What's more, now that I have such an unlucky ghost, how many sins I have done in my last life!

I don't know when the ordinary campus life has become dangerous.

"The classmate by the window in the fifth row, please answer this question."

I looked back in horror, guessing she hadn't done anything good.

"Don't", Xu Qing's mouth really spit out shocking lines again.

The teacher paused for a moment: "What did you say?" ”

For the evasion of answering questions, there are usually answers such as "I didn't hear clearly", "I won't", or innocent eyes to inspire the teacher's sympathy to let themselves go, and then there is this kind of provocative refusal in a tone that does not know whether to live or die.

"Don't," the words sounded again in the silent air, and the teacher's face fell as he wished.

"This classmate, do you have any opinions about me?"

"You can understand it this way." The answer was not malicious and stimulated the nerves of everyone present.

Although there are some particularly naughty students in our class, no one has ever dared to confront the teacher head-on.

I was going to see how she ended up in this play, but who told me that this hot potato is now in my hands, and I can't sit idly by.

Although I don't like her, who made me a warm-hearted person, when I was a child, everyone called me Lei Feng because my heart was too warm.

The strange mobile phone rang suddenly, and Xu Qing was about to pick it up under the concerned eyes, I rushed forward to press and hang up, and dragged this neurotic out of the battlefield.

I had an idea and could only say to the teacher, "I'm sorry, teacher, she's out of love and in a bad mood." ”

In the process of dragging her, she still screamed desperately: "Guo Longyi, you let go of me, what are you doing, who is out of love, don't talk nonsense......", the classmates in the class couldn't help sighing, another infatuated lover.

Putting down Xu Qing, who was struggling, I looked at her legs, and of course she hurriedly covered her skirt like a pervert.

"If you're recovering well, you'll be able to jump around alive."

Only then did she lower her hand and breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Thanks to you, it's not broken yet."

Her tone is still so arrogant that it's annoying.

I didn't bother to argue with her, so I just said, "Please, can the mobile phone be turned off in class in the future, and don't contradict the teacher, are you dying?" If it weren't for my sister asking me to ......" I still didn't say that sentence in the end, for fear of hurting her self-esteem.

"You're my mom? Then why should I listen to you? "

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, clearly despising me.

"Although I'm not your mother, I will take care of this behavior when I see it, and I will take care of it to the end."

At this moment, I feel that I am a good Chinese man, fighting for countless people.

"Anyway, what are you trying to do like this, doesn't this harm others and yourself? Give me a reason to hear it. "

The curiosity in me was back in me, and I had to explore it.

"I'd love to, no." She immediately reciprocated, but it wasn't the answer I was looking for.

And with a sentence, "The dog is nosy with the mouse".

"You're still addicted, aren't you, don't you think you're awesome, no one has cured you? Or do you have masochistic tendencies? Or maybe it's a convulsion? ”

My rampant heart was ignited by her, and I wasn't going to suppress it anymore.

I rolled up the sleeves of my dress and moved my muscles. Then he put his hands on the wall and pushed her into the corner step by step, and lowered his head to her ear.

And she instinctively kicked at me in an instant, and it was an immoral move.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and blocked this fatal move, and she swept it down with a backhand, which caught me off guard.

The crisp voice surprised even herself, and I was even more stunned for a while, I'm afraid it will leave a mark.

"I didn't mean to, who told you to rogue me just now."

She pretended to be a victim, and her mouth was full of reason.

I touched my hot face, thinking that I can't afford to provoke this neurotic, can't I hide?

So I lowered my sleeves, crossed my waist, and sighed: "If you can't get along with me about what happened before, I have nothing to say, but you have to mix in school with such an attitude, then I advise you to get out of here as soon as possible, no one here will get used to you." And I don't owe you anything, don't be angry with me. ”

Under my roar, my grim face finally had something to call an expression.

For the first time at that moment, she felt like a good baby, as if she was scared by me. And I'm not as angry as I was just now.

I withdrew my hand, "Forget it, love is what it is, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs." ”

I put my phone back in her hand and turned to leave.

"I was wrong, I was just in a bad mood." I couldn't believe my ears in the face of her sudden whispering.

The first time I heard such words in her mouth, I felt very awkward and thought I had heard it wrong.

And then she stumbled and said, "I—I really didn't mean to."

I sound as if the person who spoke like this before was me, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, who does the heavens forgive!