It was a pair of skeletal hands.

Slender and beautiful, with clear bones, people can't help but guess that the handsome and handsome hand owner must be a sunny boy who is as warm as a spring breeze.

In fact, the slender hands were not perfect, the hands were not very white, the bone knots were slightly protruding, and there was a layer of calluses between the fingers and abdomen.

There's a kind of enchanting magic about it, as if that's the hand that a sunny boy has.

The sunlight shines in obliquely through the window, and the morning sun in winter is not sluggish or hot, and it is warm and joyful.

Ye Xiaojun raised her head lazily and squinted at the person at the table in the warm light of the morning sun.

It was Meng Yunhe with his head down.

Meng Yunhe was still carrying a schoolbag, and before he came in, he heard Chu Sixuan's scolding voice.

"Where was this torn off?" Meng Yunhe swept his eyes and raised the letter paper in his hand.

Chu Sixuan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly smiled.

Then he thought of something, his mouth pursed, and he shouted angrily: "Posted on the bulletin board outside, if it wasn't torn off by me, I might not be seen for a long time." ”

Meng Yunhe's face was delicate, and his gaze when he looked down at the letter and the photo became more and more unkind.

It doesn't matter how long or how many people are seen now, everyone will only believe what they want to believe.

Rumors are loved only because people like to believe what they want to believe, rather than the truth.

It's not their own liveliness, who thinks it's a big deal?

Shen Mengjun revealed above......

The accusation suddenly looks reasonable, there are arguments, there are arguments, there are arguments, there are clear coherence, logic is clear, and the causal relationship is obvious, as if you have seen it with your own eyes.

Moreover, this piece of paper accusing evil deeds is also affixed with photos, which is simply ironclad evidence.

Ye Xiaojun saw that his brows were furrowed, and he immediately understood that the other party was prepared, not a small fight, and raised his hand to take back the letter to read.

"Shen Mengjun, you slut."

A rough voice of invective suddenly screamed, like water dripping into a boiling oil pan, and it crackled.

Even Chu Sixuan, who had been chattering, was stunned. The hooligans who dare to come to Yanhang No. 1 Middle School to make trouble, how fat are they bold?

Ye Xiaojun looked over slightly stunned.

A strong man about 1.8 meters tall.

Broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, the sound is like thunder, and when you stand there, then a big lump can scare a bunch of people.

The proper reincarnation of Li Kui.

If it weren't for the fact that his face and skin were a little immature, it would be easy to mistake him for a gangster in society.

is menacing, and scolds when you open your mouth.

She has never seen it, but I don't know if the real Shen Mengjun has seen it.

Ye Xiaojun chuckled meaningfully: "Oh, why did Shen Mengjun offend you?" ”

Crisp and beautiful, euphemistic, the strong man turned his head suddenly, facing a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

His little heart thumped half a beat less.

The leg involuntarily took a few steps forward, and the fat slammed into the side, squeezing Meng Yunhe aside.

A large lump of flesh was attached to the other side of the table, and the body leaned forward slightly.

The "fat ball" trembled slightly, and his eyes stared at Ye Xiaojun without turning.

The copper bell's eyes almost narrowed into slits: "Beauty, it turns out that you are also in their class, it is really fateful." But you must not learn from her, she is not very young, and the means of seducing people are really not small, and a group of men are ......"

"Shut up!" Meng Yunhe's fingertips moved slightly, and his joints creaked.

The eyes are darkened, and you have to hold back, hold back.

Resist the urge to beat him up now, if he dares to do something as abnormal as a group fight at school, his uncle will inevitably ask for a reason.

Once Shen Mengjun is found, the consequences are unimaginable.

He held back.

Someone couldn't hold back.

A delicate salted fish leaped forward and swooped down halfway across the table.

The sharp nails scratched at the disgusting meatloaf face: "I'll let you it!" ”