The tablemate is sick and delicate

The scratches on Xia Dong's face had scabbed and started to fall off. It was the time when he was itching. It was as uncomfortable as thousands of ants gnawed at his wound.

But it happens that Lu Sanqi is such a troublesome person, so it's okay not to let this guy see and scratch him secretly, as long as Lu Sanqi catches him stretching his hand towards the wound, he will immediately pull his paw off, and then Staring at him the whole class made Xia Dong even more uncomfortable.He happened to be an idiot, and the more he was not allowed to be scratched, the more he wanted to be scratched, and he fell into an endless loop.

Lu Sanqi is as stubborn as a donkey, he can let Xia Dong do anything, Xia Dong reckons that if he lets Lu Sanqi lie on the ground and ride him as a horse, this big fool will be willing.But he just didn't want him to be tickled, at first he just grabbed his hand, and then he slapped Xia Dong on the back of his hand.

Xia Dong withdrew his hand in pain, turned his head to stare at the culprit, but Lu Sanqi still looked at him innocently.

"Why the hell did you beat me!" Xia Dong rubbed his hands and bared his teeth at him.

"Don't scratch it, ugly." Lu Sanqi glanced at Xia Dong's scab, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the scab was an eyesore on Xia Dong's side face.

When Xia Dong heard it, he immediately exploded: "You said I was ugly! Do you dare to say it again!"

Lu Sanqi frowned: "If you scratch it, it will leave a scar, it doesn't look good."

Xia Dong curled his lips: "Do you think it's useless to look good or not? There are many people who like me, and they don't think I'm ugly."

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"...I don't dislike it either." Lu Sanqi turned her head away, and whispered after a while.

Xia Dong didn't hear it, and fell asleep on the table, thinking about it when he was drowsy, feeling that his little deskmate had changed, but he couldn't tell, it seemed that he was not so easy to bully.

After finally surviving school under the supervision of Lu Sanqi, Xia Dong returned home and threw his schoolbag on the sofa, then scratched it hard with his hand. He took it off, revealing the dark pink tender flesh that hadn't fully healed, but the tormenting itch was finally gone.

As soon as Pan Wan entered the house with a large bag of vegetables, meat and snacks, she saw her son picking at the wound on her face as if masochistic. She was so frightened that she quickly put the bag on the ground and walked towards Xia Dong.

Xia Dong hadn't yelled "Mom," when she was slapped on the head by Ms. Pan Wan. The crisp sound was like hitting a ripe watermelon. It didn't hurt, but it was very aggrieved.

"Mom, what are you doing? You have to be beaten after being beaten at school." Xia Dong looked at the woman who committed atrocities against him, his great old mother, Ms. Pan Wan, with a resentful face.

"Oh~ Can you scratch this wound as soon as it scabs? You have to wait for it to heal!" His mother spoke to him with an authentic southern accent.

Ms. Pan Wan is a southerner who was born and raised in the south. She is a native of the south. She is also a soft-spoken person. Unlike Xia Dong, she grew up in the north and has a northeast accent. I don’t know. Who did you learn from.

Ms. Pan Wan is also extremely protective, she doesn't allow others to hurt her precious son Xia Dong, and she doesn't like Xia Dong tormenting herself.

That day when Xia Dong came home with a wound on her face, her heart trembled when she saw it, and she wished she could get hurt on her body. Since Xia Dong was in junior high school, she had been wounded every now and then. When it was serious, her leg was even broken. Although he She always lied to her that she fell, accidentally rubbed, or was hit by a basketball, but how could she not see that the injury was caused by a fight.

But Xia Dong has his own opinions since he was a child, and five cows can't pull back what he decides, so every time she persuades Xia Dong, Xia Dong just ignores it, and goes in one ear and out the other.

She and Xia Dong's father divorced when Xia Dong was five years old. Xia Dong grew up with her, so she wanted to give Xia Dong the best love, teach Xia Dong kindness with every word and deed, and protect his growing up. No harm is done in the process.

She had just keenly captured what Xia Dong said: "Been beaten up at school?"

Xia Dong's face darkened: "Just like Comrade Pan Wan, staring at me and not letting me scratch! If you scratch, beat me!"

Ms. Pan Wan smiled with satisfaction: "Well, good beating."