Chapter 64
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As for the remaining students in the third class, they looked at Shen Xun with a gaze that was like a bolt from the blue, striking their brains.
Who had beaten up Shen Xun, the school bully of Liyang High School?
And it had been a vicious beating, especially to the face!
Apart from the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, the classroom was so quiet that one could hear the sound of breathing.
Shen Xun's Adam's apple bobbed as he sneered impatiently. His gaze slowly swept over.
Gloomy and cold, the vicious aura between his brows seemed to cover the sky and crush the earth.
"Is it nice to look at? Do you want me to get the same model for you? "
Boom —
Almost instantly, everyone retracted their gazes in unison.
The timid ones didn't care if it was raining heavily outside and hurriedly ran out.
Soon, only Song Yaoyao and a few others were left in the classroom.
The sky was getting darker and darker. There was no light in the sky and it was covered by a thick layer of fog.
"Xun, Brother Xun …"
Han Jun looked at Shen Xun carefully. "What happened to you?"
He still couldn't believe that Shen Xun's face had been beaten up by Song Yaoyao.
If it had been her, how could she have come back alive? How could she not have been killed by Brother Xun?
Shen Xun wanted to laugh, but he didn't. He pointed at Song Yaoyao and said casually.
He said carelessly, "My big brother hit me."
"Pfft —"
Han Jun was stunned.
Tang Yurou was still skeptical and wanted to struggle. "Haha … Shen Xun, your joke isn't funny at all. I think the one who was bullied is Yaoyao. Look, her eyes are red from crying. Did you threaten her? "
Song Yaoyao lifted her small face. There were still traces of tears on her fair and delicate face. Her eyelashes were still wet, and they made a sound from time to time. She looked so pitiful that it was about to overflow.
"Whoa —"
Shen Xun stared at her in disbelief and leaned over. "Song Yaoyao, do you have any shame? You beat me up like this and you still have the face to cry? "
Song Yaoyao looked at the face in front of her. The word 'tragic' was written all over it. With tears in her eyes, she reached out her hand.
"Pa …"
Her nasal voice twitched and her tone was irritable.
"Stay away from me, you're so ugly!"
"I … Fuck!"
Shen Xun took a few steps back, covered his face and gritted his teeth. "Fine, you're violent enough. I like it."
Tang Yurou and Han Jun were already numb.
It seemed that the injury on Shen Xun's face had something to do with the little girl who was sobbing like an angel.
Song Yaoyao said coldly, "I won't like a follower."
Damn it …
Han Jun rolled his eyes. Lackey? Was it what he was thinking?
Brother Xun was Song Yaoyao's follower, and he was Brother Xun's follower. This —?
"That's none of your business." Shen Xun licked his lips and casually rubbed his face.
His nonchalant look almost made people forget that he was in a sorry state.
He was the epitome of a masochist. She had successfully attracted his attention.
Song Yaoyao couldn't be bothered with him. She packed her bag and walked out.
It was already very late and she was a little hungry.
Tang Yurou saw that she was leaving and quickly followed behind.
Song Yaoyao didn't even turn her head. "Pack your bag."
Tang Yurou's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and she reluctantly went back to pick up her backpack.
The rain outside the classroom was just like her mood at that moment. She wanted to burst into tears.
"Ahhh … Why is it still raining? I'm freezing. I really hate rainy days!"
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