The classroom was full of laughter.
Xu Yue was ashamed and annoyed, her eyes were red with anger.
"Song Yaoyao, what do you mean? Tell me who is the mistress!"
She went up in two or three steps, grabbed Song Yaoyao's wrist and asked.
"Tsk..."
Song Yaoyao was curious, and looked over with her dark eyes, "It's good for everyone to tacitly say this kind of thing, why drag your mother out for public execution? Although she did something wrong, didn't she give birth to you? Be a human being , to know how to be grateful.”
She smiled sweetly, with deep dimples on her cheeks.
"Song Yaoyao, you bitch! I'll kill you!" Xu Yue's eyes were red, and he slapped Song Yaoyao in the face in a rage.
"Snapped-"
Song Yaoyao easily blocked her hand, and at the same time slapped her with her backhand while drooping her eyelids.
"The mouth is fragrant, I don't mind helping you wash your mouth," Song Yaoyao's red lips lightly hooked, and she casually pinched Xu Yue's wrist, seemingly casually, but Xu Yue's face turned pale and she screamed in pain speak out.
"Since you didn't hear clearly just now, I don't mind repeating it," she slowly tapped her white finger, and it landed in front of Xu Yue's eyes, smiling innocently, "Your mother is a mistress, and you are a person with mistress thoughts. Why are you staring at me? Are you not convinced?"
Xu Yue went to pinch Song Yaoyao's hand, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and she felt that her bones were about to be crushed by Song Yaoyao.
And Song Yaoyao's expression was very calm from the beginning to the end, Xu Yue's eyes were filled with tears, and he gritted his teeth, "Song, Yao, Yao! Just wait for me!"
I am at odds with you!
"Wow, I'm so scared!"
Song Yaoyao let go of her little hand with a smile, and Xu Yue, who was still struggling, was caught off guard and fell out with a 'plop'.
She blew on her white and tender little hands, pouted innocently, and acted coquettishly, "What~ it's pretty good, do I have that much strength?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Yue, seeing her clutching her wrist, trembling with pain. While crying, she cursed Song Yaoyao with all kinds of bitter words, and she was also surprised.
Song Yaoyao looked at her so delicate and small, how could she just squeeze her and make her cry? Is this acting a little too much
theater room...
The boy lying in the last row raised his head slowly, his eyes were sleepy, his brows and eyes were full of hostility.
He stretched out his hands to grab his short hair, squeezed out a dirty word from his thin lips, and kicked the front table violently, and the table fell down in response, making a loud noise.
Everyone in the classroom was startled, and just about to get angry, they turned their heads to see who was kicking the table, and all of them fell silent like cicadas.
"Fuck..." His eyes were dark, "Someone died at home? Are you going to cry at school?"
Xu Yue's shoulders shook, and the crying was frightened back. She raised her eyes and looked at the boy in the back row with tough facial features and unconcealed anger between his brows, and said unwillingly, "Brother Xun! It was Song Yaoyao who found fault first!"
"Chi—" Song Yaoyao couldn't hold back, and laughed.
Shen Xun frowned, his eyes fell on Song Yaoyao, his expression was not good. Song Yaoyao looked back at each other slowly, her face was fierce and cold, she smiled sweetly, "Student Shen, you are very fierce."
As soon as the voice fell, everyone could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the classroom became more depressed.
Xu Yue gloated, "Brother Xun, did you see that? Song Yaoyao even dares to provoke you, why wouldn't she dare to bully her classmates?"
The whole of Linan knew that Class 3, Senior Three, was the most difficult class to take care of, and it was full of playboys from various aristocratic families.
Among these people, Shen Xun, the school bully, was the most difficult to mess with.