Chapter 7 Don't touch anything from my table

It was the first time since Xia Yu became An Lixu's tablemate, she had talked to her peers.

Of course, the only people who talked to her were Ji Yuan and Lu Fengyang at the front table.

And An Lixu always wears a walkman on his head regardless of whether he is in class or out of class, either sleeping on his stomach or playing games with his mobile phone, I don't know if the teacher has given up treatment, this guy doesn't know what class he is in this class at all, and he doesn't know if the bird teacher will be half angry with him.

According to insiders, An Lixu is not only a well-known school bully in Nangu No. 1 Middle School, the number one person that everyone can't provoke, but also the No.1 top school grass in the minds of girls, handsome and able to play, it is rumored that he once beat the bad senior of the high school next door to the point that he didn't even know his mother, and went to the hospital to beat someone again, and the incident was so terrifying that even the teacher didn't want to have too much contact with him.

This is also the reason why the teacher doesn't care what he's doing during class.

However, no matter how bad the other party's reputation is, it will not affect his status in the class at all, and he is the first brother in the class.

Many times, many boys and girls laughed at An Lixu around Xia Yu's row of seats after class, and Xia Yu, who had been on the cold bench for a long time, also enjoyed the lively atmosphere, which made her miserable.

As soon as class ended, she ran out with her drawing book to get some air, and then watched her seat being flooded by all the men and women, and finally she couldn't even see An Lixu's head.

If An Lixu is a big storm that can sweep everyone in, then she is a little transparent that was swept away by the tail of his typhoon, after all, so many girls watched with their eyes as the seat next to An Lixu was snatched away, and who was not jealous.

So every time I go to class, when I return to my seat, I find that her desktop has either been scribbled, or the pen in her stationery box and the books in her schoolbag have been turned around.

Xia Yu looked at this mess, so she could only silently put everything away and wipe all the handwriting on the table.

was repeated like this seven or eight times, An Lixu also noticed that those girls were not kind to her tablemates, but she was also speechless for her submissive appearance.

Is this man emotionless? Being bullied like this, don't you know how to resist?

An Lixu remembered that Xia Yu was now staying at his house, and his mother told him to take good care of her, in case his mother knew, it would be strange if she didn't beat him to death.

With a little sense of responsibility, he looked away from his phone and saw that the girl sitting at the same table as him was playing with Xia Yu's pen, intending to repeat the old trick.

"Hey, didn't your mom teach you not to scribble on your desk?" An Lixu's cold voice pierced the noise around him, and suddenly, the people around him involuntarily quieted down when they heard his words.

"I, I didn't ......" The girl took the pen and looked at him, a little at a loss.

"Your mom didn't teach you not to mess with other people's things?"

"I, I didn't mean to." The girl tightened the lid of the pen, as if she was frightened by An Lixu's cold words, and wanted to leave Xia Yu's seat.

An Lixu looked at the crooked pattern on the table and raised his eyebrows: "So you want to leave?" Wipe me clean! ”

The girl was so frightened that she scrambled to wipe the handwriting off the table.

"In the future, you are not allowed to sit at the same table as me, nor are you allowed to touch the things at my table, whoever dares to move will not be able to get along with me!" After An Lixu finished speaking, the class bell rang in time.

The girl returned to her seat as if she had been pardoned.

"Brother Xu, mighty." Ji Yuan, who watched the whole process, gave An Lixu a thumbs up, "Heroes who save beauty should be like you." ”

"Get out." An Lixu rewarded him, and saw Xia Yu walking towards him, holding the picture book in his hand, looking at his eyes, there was a sense of wanting to speak but not knowing how to speak.

Did this guy see it just now?

An Lixu didn't have much feeling about what he was doing, and he pulled the headphones with one hand and was about to put on music to sleep.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the music came out of his ears, he heard a small, soft but unusually clear "thank you".