Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

When He Menglu finished writing the question in hand, looking at the empty seat next to her, she reached out to help Ah Qi clean up the open textbooks on the table, and sighed in her heart: Oh, why is my math bad, otherwise I can accompany Ah Qi Let's go together! !

"Good boy, let's meet again~" Lu Shuyao saw the person coming, her eyes under the black frame were shining brightly, she strode forward, snatched the good boy who was standing in the middle from the hands of the two boys, He hugged her and walked away.

Yu Shao looked at the distance, then at the position where Sister Cen was standing next to her just now, and then at Situ Haoyuan, her expression changed, and she said in surprise: "Our Sister Cen was abducted by people from other classes again. !!"

In the distance, one person and one punch are very business-like exchanges.

Cen Nanqi and Lu Shuyao.

"Good boy, you're not good if you're so fierce." Lu Shuyao sideways avoided Cen Nanqi's right punch, and gave the girl in front of her a leg sweep with a smile.

Cen Nanqi glanced down, kicked his right leg and turned over in the air.

"My good boy still hides a lot from me?" Lu Shuyao chuckled, turned around to avoid Cen Nanqi's attack, and launched a wave of attacks of her own.

Cen Nanqi ducked down, and kicked Lu Shuyao's glasses with his other leg when he couldn't defend himself.

"pat"

The glasses fell to the ground, revealing Lu Shuyao's original eyes, with fluttering hair and wild eyes.

Lv Shuyao smiled, just looked at Cen Nanqi like this, and praised: "Not bad..."

suddenly,

"Tap Tap"

Footsteps came.

The two people who were fighting very close glanced at the corner of the building, and then looked at each other in a very tacit understanding.

When Bo Zhixun came to the corner, his slack eyes suddenly became vigilant, his steps slowed down, and he moved slowly.

A familiar voice came from ahead.

"Tell me, how can you make such a low-level mistake in this question?"

"You should set this as point p, then find this number, and then bring this number into that formula. Then you can know this side, and then use... theorem." Cen Nanqi looked at the topic and taught.

"I understand Cen, thank you." Lu Shuyao, who was next to her, adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and nodded quietly.

(Because she wants to maintain her nerd personality, Lu Shuyao always has some small error books or English vocabulary books in her pocket.)

Lu Shuyao: I'm exhausted from pretending.

"Cen Xiaoqi?" Bo Zhixun looked at the two of them, the vigilance in his eyes dissipated, and he called to the girl.

"Third Brother!!" Hearing this, Cen Nanqi turned around happily and ran towards Bo Zhixun.

"Why don't you go to the classroom?" Bo Zhixun glanced at Lu Shuyao lightly and then withdrew his eyes. Suddenly, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He paused, pointed at Cen Nanqi's shoes and asked, "Why are the tips of your shoes so stained?" How dusty?"

Lu Shuyao's eyes trembled, and she lamented Bo Zhixun's vigilance in her heart.

"Oh, I just danced with Shuyao to a certain song here." Cen Nanqi opened his eyes wide, looked at Bo Zhixun without changing his face and heartbeat and said.

Good boy, really good! !Lu Shuyao silently applauded Cen Nanqi in her heart.

Bo Zhixun, who was listening, frowned more deeply, and pointed out directly: "Cen Xiaoqi, you are lying."

Bo Zhixun glanced at the direction of the ground, the looming shoe prints on her sister's trousers, and the fingerprints on her hand that hadn't disappeared, and said to Lu Shuyao with murderous eyes: "If I'm not wrong, , you two were fighting just now?"

Cen Nanqi: "!!"

Lu Shuyao: "!!"

"And you also kicked my sister twice, one kick was hit 80 percent of the time, and the other kick was missed and only scratched a little, and you still punched her in the chest."

The more Bo Zhixun analyzed, the more obvious his killing intent towards Lu Shuyao became.

Cen Nanqi was stunned when he heard this.

Cen Nanqi: "Niu Bo 1."

Lu Shuyao: "Niu Bo 2."

Ah hello, what look in your eyes! !I was also punched by your sister five or six times, kicked to the buttocks with both feet, and the glasses were blown off, I am even worse, okay?

Bo Zhixun: Oh, I didn't see it.

"Show me." Bo Zhixun glared at Lu Shuyao, then pulled Cen Nanqi to an empty classroom.

"Sit down." Bo Zhixun pointed to the tables and chairs beside him, and said with a calm face.

"Third brother, I'm actually fine..." Cen Nanqi said gruffly.

Bo Zhixun glanced at her indifferently, and said coldly: "It's up to you to decide what to do, sit down."

Seeing Bo Zhixun who seemed to be angry, Cen Nanqi sat down obediently, and looked down at Bo Zhixun who rolled up his trouser legs for her.

"Hiss~" Cen Nanqi suppressed his small face, watching Bo Zhixun put his hand on her bruise.

I didn't notice it just now, and Cen Nanqi's skin was a little tender, and it turned into bruises with a light kick.

"You've grown up, haven't you? Fighting with others." Bo Zhixun was full of distress, pinching Cen Nanqi's face fiercely and punishingly.

"Brother, I was wrong, I won't fight next time..." The girl raised her head pitifully, her big watery eyes looked directly at Bo Zhixun's heart, which made people feel infinitely distressed.

Bo Zhixun didn't let go, instead he poked the girl's other face with his other hand and said, "Is there a next time?"

"Hey, it's gone!!" Cen Nanqi hurriedly shook his head, his face was puffy, and he felt forced to be unconvinced.

"Still not convinced?" Bo Zhixun let go of the girl's face, and tapped the girl's white forehead slightly with one hand.

"You hit me again!!" The girl's eyes widened cutely, round and full of disbelief.

"The injury from fighting with others hurts more than when I knocked you." Bo Zhixun said calmly, felt the bruise on his hand again, and tapped it lightly.

Cen Nanqi was left speechless, firstly, he was wrong, and secondly, his brother's majesty.

"Wait here, I'll get you the medicinal oil." Said Bo Zhixun got up and walked outside.

While Cen Nanqi was shaking his legs in a daze, Bo Zhixun came back quickly, not only took the ointment, but also took a small ice pack.

Bo Zhixun put an ice pack on Cen Nanqi's legs and pressed it for about [-] minutes, and then rubbed it with medicated oil.

Seeing the girl's slightly bent legs, Bo Zhixun pulled her over, rubbed her face earnestly, and said with distressed words: "Jin Ren, it's almost over."

Bo Zhixun held the girl's calf and rubbed it gently.

The person who has always been quiet and cold seems to be pretending to be an aunt at this moment, and there are countless gossips, which have been distracting Cen Nanqi's attention.

"When I was a child, I bathed the cat. Because I was too young, I also fell into the bathtub, and the adults and servants were not at home." Bo Zhixun said slowly.

"Then how did you get out?" This topic really caught Cen Nanqi's attention.

"It was rescued by my litchi, which is a dog." Bo Zhixun said slowly.

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