My Devil Young Master

Hearing someone calling her, an chuxia subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and as a result, a basketball directly hit her face.

"Isn't that Mo Xinwei?" Looking through the sunshine, Mo Xinwei and her group looked triumphantly at the shadow under the basketball stand.

"Isn't this a blatant bully? Too much! "

"Yes! Too much! " The students of class A are fighting against injustice for an chuxia, and they are ready to rush up and argue with them one by one.

Ann chuxia lowered her eyes and thought that it was her fault before. You shouldn't be so impulsive. You should talk to her and tell her not to bully her. Now that she got into trouble, she made up her mind to endure Mo Xinwei.

"Forget it. If you quarrel with her now, things will only get worse and worse. " She stopped several students who had already started to walk there: "I don't want everyone to quarrel with her for me."

"But in early summer, can you swallow it?" One of the girls stared at an chuxia and said, "I know you are good for us, but you are a member of our class. Our class is a united class. How can you watch you being bullied?"

"Thank you, but Really don't look for trouble. We'll just go through with it. " With a little begging in her tone, the girl glanced at Mo Xinwei and didn't speak.

Suddenly there was a sharp whistle, and then came the angry voice of the PE teacher: "what are you doing? Do you want to run a few more laps? "

"Let's keep running." Ann chuxia smiles and pulls the girls back to the team. The team again ran quickly and orderly around the edge of the playground.

"Is your face OK in early summer?" Felia looked back at her face as she ran.

"I'm not tofu. How can I get hurt? Come on, run! " The smile on her face was as beautiful and pure as a flower, without a trace of impurities.

Han stillan thinks that she is a selfish student.

In the previous ordinary high school, because of the personality like to see injustice, and a little Taekwondo, so basically they are in a role of protecting others. Today, everyone made her feel protected. She was really happy.

Since there is something to be happy about in my heart, why do you want to be angry with those people who have little guts?

Under the sun, the students of class 2 a year are like angels with invisible wings, sunny and beautiful.

"Damn it! How could that woman be so happy when she was hit by a basketball? She's crazy Mo Xinwei pinches the mineral water bottle in her hand, frowns tightly, and even the corners of her eyes show her displeasure at this time.

Wan Zi shrugged and comforted Mo Xinwei: "so don't be like that kind of neuropathy. Take a look at what you've been pissed off

After hearing this, Mo Xinwei didn't look happy at all. On the contrary, she was even more unhappy. Raise the hand to do a parabolic movement of mineral water, throw it far away, make a series of sounds.

"How can I not be angry?" She fiercely turned around and pulled back the shoulder of the ball. Her eyes seemed to burst out fire: "do you know? Master Qilu has never protected me like before! Which spring onion is she in early summer? "

Wan Zi has been with Mo Xinwei since kindergarten, so most of them have been friends since childhood. But she belongs to relatively stable heavy, Mo Xinwei belongs to that kind of impulsive type.

What do you want to do? Have her done? "