Her fluttering green silk glowed with a beautiful luster, gently touching and rubbing against the silver metal, and slowly slid down to the snow-white slender neck, thin and weak shoulders.

Su Ziyue just widened her eyes in horror, looking at Mu Zehan's handsome and deep face with a puzzled expression.

There was a nervous look in his inky black phoenix eyes, the muscles on his face were tense, and his lips were pursed into a deep contour line.

When she realized that his arms were tightly hooked around her slender waist, Su Ziyue pressed her hand against his lean and sturdy chest in annoyance, trying to break free from his restraints.

"Hey, Makuzawa Han, let me go!" Su Ziyue exclaimed unhappily.

Mu Zehan ignored her, just staring intently ahead.

Suddenly, he turned slightly sideways and kicked a small pebble on the ground with a quick and violent kick.

In an instant, only a "boom" was heard, and someone in front of him fell to the ground with a heavyweight bicycle.

At this time, he let go of Su Ziyue, and dragged forward with one hand into his trouser pocket, the red tie on his collar danced in the wind, and his amber hair swayed wantonly in the faint morning breeze, but his narrow eyes flashed with a cold and cold luster.

I saw the man on the ground slowly getting up from the ground holding his aching arm, his fat face full of acne twisted by the severe pain, and his thin little squint eyes were flickering at the moment to escape from Mu Zehan's direct gaze.

"Say, who told you to do it?" Mu Zehan directly picked out the meaning, his tone was cold and serious, and his body was covered with a suffocating and terrifying aura like Satan.

The man on the ground was just listening to his voice, and he was stunned.

"yes, I'm sorry, I, I, I didn't mean to." The man bowed his head again and again, stammering, and his whole body was shaking.

It took Su Ziyue a long time to react, it turned out that someone had accidentally almost bumped into her.

"Hey! Mu Zehan, what are you doing, people are just careless, why make a fuss. Su Ziyue glanced at him with contempt, and directly crossed over to him and helped the trembling person who was kneeling on the ground up.

"Hey, are you alright?" Su Ziyue asked softly.

"Well, it's fine." The man was in a cold sweat, raised his head and glanced at Su Ziyue in a panic.

But just this glance, he was stunned by the beauty and temperament of the beauty in front of him, and his heart was pounding.

He began to regret listening to the woman, but fortunately he didn't hurt her.

The man just looked at Su Ziyue's big eyes as smart as blue waves in a daze, and his cheeks covered with acne had already quietly surfaced a layer of redness at some point.

"Do you want me to take you to the infirmary for a check-up, I'm familiar with the doctors there." Su Ziyue was still a little uneasy, and asked worriedly.

"No, no." Only then did the man come to his senses, and quickly picked up the heavy bicycle on the ground in a panic, and ran away as if he were flying awkwardly.

Su Ziyue just looked at the man's back strangely, and said to herself thoughtfully: "That bicycle must be very bulky." ”

When she turned around to look at Mu Zehan, the surroundings were empty, and she could still see his little figure.

Su Ziyue sighed helplessly and continued to walk forward.

After coming to the classroom, Su Ziyue found that the guy was sleeping on the table again, but the other classmates didn't seem to have arrived.

Su Ziyue walked straight to the side of the "God of Sleep" and said unhappily: "Hey, get out of the way, I want to go in." ”

But the one lying on the table didn't react at all, Su Ziyue was a little annoyed, and gently shook Mu Zehan's broad shoulders with her hand.

Suddenly, Mu Zehan raised his head, grabbed Su Ziyue's slender and white wrist with a strong big hand, and took her into his arms.

Su Ziyue didn't have time to react, and the whole person was already lying firmly on Mu Zehan's body.