Shen Jiu pursed his lips slightly.

She glanced at the schoolbag that Yan Xiu was holding in her hand, and then glanced at the classmates in the classroom who were looking out with their necks stretched, hesitated, but still followed Yan Xiu.

Shen Jiu said in a low voice: "Thank you, Senior Yan." ”

Yan Xiu ignored her, and only turned his head and walked downstairs.

Shen Jiu followed behind him, staring at his straight shoulders while wondering why Yan Xiu had deliberately come to get close to her.

Counting the side he stopped this morning, this is only the second time they have met.

Yan Xiu was really a man of the hour, and Shen Jiu followed behind him, feeling that he had been watched all the way.

This sense of gaze was not alleviated until she left the school gate.

Shen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Yan Xiu was quiet all the way, and the atmosphere between the two of them was really awkward.

Shen Jiu thought for a while and said jokingly: "It's really stressful to go with the seniors. ”

Yan Xiu glanced at her, his slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and his light-colored lips pursed slightly: "Why?" ”

His gaze fell on the top of Shen Jiu's hair, his hand was raised slightly, and his white fingers touched her hair, as if he was petting some kitten and puppy: "Don't feel inferior because you are short." ”

Shen Jiu: "??? ”

The average height of a girl in the south is 158, and she is the average height!

She suddenly widened her eyes, took a step back, and before she could refute, she heard a whistle from the alley: "Yo, do you know that our brothers will besiege you tonight, and you have found a helper?" ”

The thugs were blocked in front of them at once, and they looked a little more numerous than in the morning, and they also had sticks in their hands, and they were menacing.

A thug walked out, he spit out the cigarette in his mouth with a "phew", and stared at Shen Jiu viciously: "Dare to beat Lao Tzu?" Also call the police? ”

He raised the stick in his hand, and was about to fall down when he was grabbed by the wrist.

Yan Xiu grabbed his wrist lightly, then raised his other hand and slammed his elbow into the thug's abdomen.

The thug suddenly felt pain, and his body spasmed violently, and the stick in his hand couldn't hold it, Yan Xiu let go of his wrist and took the wooden stick from his hand lightly.

He raised his hand and nudged the thug, pushing him back into the gang.

Yan Xiu pinched the wooden stick and shook it carelessly, then turned his head and glanced at the end of the alley: "Uncle Zhong." ”

Shen Jiu subconsciously raised his head, and saw a middle-aged old man in civilian clothes, followed by several sturdy security guards.

The old man smiled and shouted, "Young Master Yan." ”

He glanced at the gangsters who were blocking in front of them, his eyebrows sank suddenly, and his previous loyalty and kindness suddenly faded away, bringing out a little fierce intent: "Are these people?" ”

The thugs unconsciously gathered together.

Yan Xiu handed the schoolbag he was carrying on his arm to Shen Jiu: "I won't continue to send you." ”

He glanced at the security guards and casually ordered, "You send this girl home." ”

Shen Jiu put his schoolbag on his back, and while following the security guard out of the alley, he couldn't help but turn around and look at Yan Xiu.

Those security guards had already stood up to Yan Xiu Shen Jiu, and Shen Jiu heard the young man's cold voice ringing in the alley, like snow on the top of a mountain: "Are you planning to speak violently now, or do you want to have a good talk with me?" ”