Sunlight shines through the dense trees, casting dappled shadows on the house.

Feng Junyu was in the room, drooping his head, looking at Ke Yu with a depressed face, he didn't understand, why did the tutor think that he was bullying Su Mengxi, not Su Mengxi bullying him? Although Su Mengxi has never bullied anyone......

On the tree outside, there were two people sitting on the branches, looking at the depressed Feng Junyu in the room with a playful expression.

"Yaoyao, are you sure he won't go crazy?" Xiao Ziheng's evil voice sounded, he sat on the branch next to Su Mengxi, the two were not very close to each other, it was a normal distance.

Su Mengxi turned her head and glanced at Xiao Ziheng. "I don't need to comment on this kind of thing, everyone knows the answer." With a familiar smile on the corner of her mouth, what she said made Xiao Ziheng not say anything.

The conversation between smart people is as simple as that, without saying too many words, just a simple sentence can clearly express all the things you want to say.

Ke Yu, who has always been indifferent, made an exception because of Su Mengxi, and even Feng Junyu's eyes widened.

This is definitely not the mentor who could scold him to death in the first place.

You know, even if Ke Yu is crazy about popularity, he won't say much.

He actually paid a little more, such as punishing him with a potion.

Although Xiao Ziheng and Su Mengxi are far apart, as long as they let go of their spiritual power, they can still hear it.

After glancing at Feng Junyu's depressed appearance a few times, Xiao Ziheng said to Su Mengxi with a smile, "Yaoyao, you really have the ability to do it, even Tutor Ke Yu has said so much for you." ”

Su Mengxi looked at Xiao Ziheng with a smile, "I can let him say more, do you want to try?" Although the expression on his face was smiling, the cunning in his eyes Xiao Ziheng was still very familiar.

It's hard to imagine that a 13-year-old child can have such an aura.

"No, I think, Junwoo would be eager to try."

Su Mengxi glanced at him lightly and didn't say anything.

When Feng Junyu finished being depressed, Ke Yu's eyes when he looked at Feng Junyu completely changed.

Su Mengxi sat on the branch, her legs swinging, she looked sideways slightly, "Xiao Ziheng, why do the people here refuse to be mixed-race so much?" ”

Xiao Ziheng was keenly aware of something, but he covered it up well and didn't show anything, "Because they think that the blood of mixed blood is dirty, they reject the existence of mixed blood." ”

Although he caught some, Xiao Ziheng ignored one point, Su Mengxi's tone.

Her tone was neither like a complaint about herself as a half-blood, nor like a yearning for the strength of a half-blood.

So bland, no sadness, no envy, no emotion/color.

Su Mengxi was even more puzzled, her whole body turned sideways, and the confusion in her eyes was very obvious, "Why?" Isn't the half-breed very powerful? ”

didn't want Xiao Ziheng to know anything, Su Mengxi deliberately said this in a yearning tone.

Xiao Ziheng naturally captured it, and naturally thought that Su Mengxi wanted to become a mixed race.

Why does he trust himself so much, isn't he afraid that Su Mengxi will do it on purpose?

However, Su Mengxi's yearning tone was deliberately disguised, if it was a person with very keen senses, he could find that Su Mengxi's tone seemed to be very yearning for something, but he was worried about the rejection of the world.