Demon master lolicon

"Young Master used to protect you, so even if everyone hated you and got annoyed when they saw you around Young Master, they wouldn't do anything to you, but now, everyone in the school knows that you have "fallen out of favor", so we... Nothing to worry about?"

Girls, you say something to me, it seems that you have planned this moment for a long time.

"I didn't do anything too much, what are you doing? Even if you like the young master, that's your own business. It's none of my business. Why should I blame everything?"

Han Xiaotu replied dissatisfied that she had had enough of all these groundless charges.

"Because your existence itself is a mistake!"

"Yes, since you are a maid, you should stay where you belong, and don't try to get something that doesn't belong to you."

"Why do you come to Shengying to study? Go back to Nangong's house and be your slave!"

"Stop talking nonsense with her, continue!"

I don't know which girl interjected again, and then the dense tennis balls fell on Han Xiaotu's body again.

On the face, head, arms, arms, chest, legs, back, almost all over the body, there is no place where I can't feel pain.

At this time, if Han Xiaotu's clothes were lifted up, there was hardly a piece of good flesh on her fair skin, it was all bruised and purple.

There was no other way, Han Xiaotu could only curl up there, holding her head and crying, complaining about her own uselessness, why she was always being bullied for no reason, but there was no way to resist at all.

It seems that she has lived for so many years and has not learned how to protect herself.

In other words, Han Xiaotu, who has been living under the protection of the young master's wings, now realizes that without the young master, she really has no way to live well.

As the teacher blew the bell, the girls were gathered together, and the tennis ball that fell on Han Xiaotu was finally stopped at that moment.

Han Xiaotu raised her head with tears in her eyes. When she saw the girls finally disband one by one, she dared to stand up again and limped out of the tennis court.

Walking out of the tennis court, Han Xiaotu rolled up her sleeves and looked at the skin on her body. Seeing the bright red and purple scars, she sniffed unconsciously and walked towards the infirmary.

"what--"

Walking with her head down, Han Xiaotu accidentally bumped into someone again.

And that person was Jiang Chengxi again.

"Han Xiaotu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Han Xiaotu walking with a limp while holding his arm, Jiang Chengxi, who was about to go back to the classroom, unconsciously changed direction and walked towards her. Just as he was about to call her, Han Xiaotu already had a headache. One fell into his arms.

"Senior Jiang—"

The moment she saw Jiang Chengxi, the tears in Han Xiaotu's eyes suddenly burst out uncontrollably.

"Don't cry don't cry—what's the matter?"

Seeing Han Xiaotu crying, Jiang Chengxi frowned all of a sudden, supported Han Xiaotu and asked gently.

"Woooo—" Han Xiaotu couldn't help crying, but felt that there were countless grievances at this moment, and in this school, Jiang Chengxi, the only one who would not bully her and always showed up to help her in time, seemed to be her only one. Someone to lean on and talk to.

On the way to send Han Xiaotu to the infirmary, Jiang Chengxi was told what happened to Han Xiaotu at the tennis court.

"Too much! These girls—"

Jiang Chengxi felt sorry for Han Xiaotu, "Don't worry, I won't let this matter go easily, and those girls will definitely be punished!"

As the president of the student council, Jiang Chengxi must deal with the school's unhealthy practices.