A touch of helplessness crossed Leng Mo's handsome face. He took her little hand and walked out.

"Let's go, I'll take you."

He didn't want her to be a road idiot and go the wrong way and crash into the boys' area again.

Like a wolf and a tiger, she is the delicious little lamb!

He absolutely does not allow it!

Qin Chenchen's hand was very small, and it was wrapped in his big palm, which was unusually warm.

She was in a trance for a while, stupidly following his footsteps, tilting her head and looking at his handsome face.

Suddenly, a strange sense of happiness arose.

Smack - slap yourself hard!

Leng Mo turned his head sideways and looked at her like a ghost. "What are you doing?"

Qin Chenchen touched the right side of his face and explained curtly: "It's okay, there is a mosquito on my face." ”

As she spoke, she quietly withdrew her hand from his palm, "That... I'm here, you go back. Good bye! ”

With that, she pulled her legs and ran.

To be precise, it's a desert escape!

Leng Mo looked at her back and shook his head helplessly, "Little fool!" ”

Turning to leave, he returned to his class.

A group of boys rushed over like sharks smelling blood, and with an evil smile, they asked Leng Mo: "Leng Shao, are you your sister?" What a sign it looks like! ”

Leng Mo evoked a bloodthirsty smile, and his narrow eyes glowed with a dangerous light, "Yes! ”

"Next time bring it out and play together. Introduced to me. ”

Leng Mo's smile became more and more terrifying, he put his hands in his pockets and squinted, "Okay!" ”

He Yufeng saw him not far away with an icy killing aura that he had never seen before, and secretly said in his heart: Oops, we have to stop it quickly.

I was about to step forward, but a scream resounded through the sky.

Stretches of scarlet blood reflected a hellish and terrifying glow on the smooth marble floor on the pool shore.

The young man in a white shirt, beautiful like an angel, actually hooked a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, and looked at the boy at his feet with disdain and condescending.

The boy was only guilty of verbal subtle violations, and even the violation was not even counted, and he was trampled under his feet.

Everyone shut up and fell silent, looking pitifully and sympathetically at the boy on the ground with his broken head and bent over his waist crying for mercy. At the same time, they were trembling.

Legend has it that Leng Shao is not easy to mess with, but he has never seen his true strength.

And today, I finally saw it.

The consciousness of all the boys in the class was quite high, and they either retreated far away, or automatically stood behind Leng Mo, like a loyal hunting dog.

And he, that cold-blooded boy, is the arrogant, noble, and despised emperor!

After that, another legend unfolded.

Originally, it was said that in the Jiangcheng Noble Academy, anyone could be provoked, but not Leng Shao.

Now it is said that anyone can be provoked, but Leng Shao cannot be provoked. And what can't be messed with is Leng Shao's sister.

The degree of Leng Mo's pet sister has been known to everyone since then!

He Yufeng sighed, looking helpless at the young man beside him.

"Do you have to be so violent?"

The young man in white sat lazily on the chair, his head bowed, and he was playing a game casually.

He said lightly: "Am I violent? ”

"Not violent? Heads are broken! ”

He hooked his lips and sneered, "That's right! ”

He Yufeng pursed his lips and was silent.

I don't know when it started, he felt that the young man in front of him began to change.

Become... It's terrifying, it's terrifying, like Satan from hell......

Why is that?

As people say, everyone has their own bottom line and their own counterscales.

And he, is his reverse scale finally appearing?

He Yufeng didn't know, but he knew one thing, just like everyone said, Qin Chenchen was the only girl Leng Mo loved.

She can't be messed with, she can't be coveted!

Otherwise, no one can afford the consequences!

The wind turned into the classroom. The pot of jasmine on the windowsill swayed from side to side.

He Yufeng looked at the snow-colored petals in the wind, and said lightly: "Mo, if someone thinks about your sister in the future, you shouldn't want to kill him, right?" ”

Leng Mo raised his eyes, looked at He Yufeng, hooked his lips, and smiled incomprehensibly, "It depends on who it is." ”

"Oh. And the difference? ”

"Of course, if that person is you, it will be different!"

On this day, the weather was beautiful.

However, on this day, there is always a cold smell of blood in the air!

He Yufeng will never forget the cold ink in his eyes, looking at him, smiling, and saying this sentence.

It's just that the cold light in his eyes is warning him bluntly and nakedly.

If that person... That person, it must not be him, otherwise......