The villains in Quick Transmigration are all my wives!

The next day, Feng Xian was woken up by Cross.

"Plimanda, you have morning class today, you should get up!" Cross's voice was very clear, and she must have been awake for a long time.

Cross had indeed been awake for a long time, and he got up before dawn. After washing up, in order not to disturb the sleeping Feng Xian, he read a book for a while on the balcony.

Feng Xian turned over, with his back to Cross.

"Get up quickly!" Cross lifted Feng Xian's quilt, and forced Feng Xian to face up, then Cross climbed onto Feng Xian's bed, sat on Feng Xian, grabbed Feng Xian's hands with both hands, trying to put Feng Xian He pulls up.

Fengxian woke up when Cross called him to get up, but he got upset and closed his eyes on purpose. After Cross pulled his body some distance away from the bed, as soon as he pushed, Cross Si didn't have any defenses, but was pulled by the wind string and threw herself on him.

"Hahaha." Feng Xian laughed boldly.

Cross knew he was being teased, so he slapped the wind string hard through the quilt, "Get up!"

"Okay—get up." Feng Xian responded dotingly, got up from the bed, and a good mood for the day started with teasing Cross.

When Feng Xian changed his uniform, Cross turned his back on it.

After changing into his uniform, Feng Xian went into the bathroom and tied his long silver-white hair into a high ponytail. He had already thought about what kind of image he would have to face the students in the Elementary Level [-] Light Magic class yesterday.

When Fengxian came out of the bathroom, Cross was really amazed.

"Stupid?" Feng Xian grinned with his signature eight-teeth smile, "Is it beautiful?"

Cross blushed and changed the subject, "I packed the books for you."

Feng Xian stretched out his hand and grabbed Cross's shoulder, "Thank you." Then, he went to carry the uniform bag with the books on his shoulder, like a bad girl.

Cross secretly replied "You're welcome" in her heart.

Fengxian is carrying the bag in his right hand, and his left hand is in his coat pocket, which looks very difficult to mess with.

Cross was walking beside Feng Xian, his light blonde long curly hair drooping obediently, and he was holding the uniform bag vertically with both hands, like a young daughter-in-law being bullied by a bully.

The two went to the cafeteria they visited last night, took some breakfast casually, and found a seat to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, the discordant look in his eyes from last night floated over again.

Feng Xian looked back one by one coldly, forcing those unkind eyes back.

"Eat quickly." Cross gave half of the sandwich she took to Feng Xian, "Can I try your pie?"

"Of course." Facing Cross, Feng Xian immediately put away his sharp eyes, looked at him tenderly, and gave Cross half of his apple pie with a smile.

Satisfied, Cross took a bite of a sandwich and an apple pie, and sighed from time to time: "Ah—it's all delicious~"

"Eat more if it tastes good." Feng Xian also gave the other half of the apple pie to Cross.

Cross didn't answer, he asked, "I ate it all, what are you eating?"

Feng Xian lowered his voice, "It's not that you don't know my real identity, elves eat very little, a sandwich is enough."

"Then I'll eat." Cross took the half of the apple pie based on the principle of not wasting food.

Fengxian likes to watch Cross eat. Cross is too thin and needs to be supplemented.

After breakfast, Cross brought Feng Xian to the class.As soon as the two of them entered, a lot of eyes were on them, and Cross naturally sat where he used to sit-the first row in the middle.

Feng Xian noticed that there was no one else in the semicircle centered on Cross, and his classmates seemed to be avoiding him.

Feng Xian didn't care about these things, he glanced at every student sitting in the class, then sneered, walked to Cross and sat down.

"What... so arrogant..."

"That's right, it's as if someone owed 'her' 500 million."

"'She' actually sat with that commoner..."

"But 'she' is so beautiful..."

Even though those students had already lowered their discussion voices, Feng Xian could still hear them clearly.He deliberately twisted his neck, pressed his fingers on his fingers, and made a creaking sound, which was full of threats.

The voices of those discussions gradually disappeared.

Within a few minutes, a tutor with long black hair walked into the classroom with Shu Manbu in his arms. He was an unknown tutor.

"This is the tutor of the theory class—Manlin Yito, she is also the class tutor of our class." Cross introduced in a low voice, "Maryne looks like a devil in class, but she is very gentle after class."

"Oh." Feng Xian responded.

As soon as Manlin came in, the classroom returned from noisy to quiet, Fengxian could understand that what Cross said was true.

Manlin noticed the extra wind strings as soon as she came in, but she didn't care too much, as long as 'she' didn't break the classroom discipline.

Cross is very serious in class, staring at Manlin on the podium with piercing eyes. When Manlin asks a question, he is always the first to raise his hand, and every time he answers, Manlin nods in satisfaction.

Feng Xian looked at Cross with a sideways face, feeling proud that she was indeed his daughter-in-law.

There was a 10-minute break between classes, and Cross took advantage of this time to pat Feng Xian's arm, "What are you looking at me for? You must pay attention to the class."

Fengxian blinked at Cross, and replied, "Do you think I need to listen to these theoretical knowledge?"

Cross thought about it, Primanda is the king of elves, I don't know how much older than him, she must have a lot of theoretical knowledge, indeed...it seems...doesn't need to attend lectures.

"Then don't keep looking at me..." Cross said with a blushing face, and the hot eyes from the side of the whole class distracted him a little.

"Okay." Feng Xian agreed.

In the second class, Feng Xian restrained himself a little, and opened the book in a leisurely manner, all the knowledge he had memorized, causing him to be so boring that he was about to fall asleep after reading a few pages.Feng Xian covered the book, glanced at Cross, made a small movement, looked at Cross once, stared blankly once, and so on.

From Cross's point of view, the morning class was over quickly, but from Feng Xian's point of view, it was like a year.

The moment the tutor walked out of the classroom, Feng Xian stretched, "It's finally over."

"It's only one morning." Seeing Feng Xian like this, Cross couldn't help laughing.

While tidying up the books, Feng Xian said: "I have memorized all this knowledge by heart, if it wasn't for being with you, I wouldn't have come here."

"Thank you." Cross was overwhelmed with emotion.

Just as Feng Xian wanted to say something, he was called out, saying that Mentor Man Lin had something to do with him.

Feng Xian glanced at him suspiciously, said to Cross, "Wait for me in the cafeteria", and left with the man.

Instructor Manlin really had something to do with him. After confirming that 'she' was Primanda Meroving, who had been on leave for half a year since entering school, she told him some school and class rules, and then let him go.

Feng Xian dangling the uniform bag with his right hand, passing by the class, seeing no one inside, he dangled to the cafeteria.

On the way from the classroom to the cafeteria, Feng Xian noticed a few girls surrounded by the fountain.Originally, he didn't want to be nosy, and just wanted to go to the cafeteria to find Cross, but when he saw the 'girl' surrounded in the center had long curly hair he was familiar with, he stopped in his tracks.

"Why do you, a commoner, show off in front of Teacher Man Lin?"

"I really don't know how you got into Wasley School of Magic, or the light magic class."

"The long blue dress that 'she' wears at the beginning of school is not something common people can afford."

"Go through the back door? Could it be the illegitimate son of a nobleman?"

The girls surrounded Cross, and their words became more and more ugly.

Although Cross is soft and cute, he is not willing to be bullied. He glared at them angrily, "Is this the upbringing of a nobleman?"

"You commoner!" The leading girl said that she was about to strike, but her raised right hand was firmly grabbed by someone, and she turned her head, "Who doesn't have eyes, just grab Miss Ben."

"Me." Feng Xian looked at her coldly.

That look, as if looking at a dead person, made the girl withdraw her hand in fright.

"Is this the so-called nobleman?" Feng Xian glanced at the girls.

Afraid that he would make a move, Cross grabbed Feng Xian's arm, "Using magic power privately in the academy will be punished."

"Don't worry." Feng Xian patted the back of Cross's hand softly, "They are not worthy of my magic power."

"You are obviously a noble! Why do you help 'her'!"

"I'm not the same as you guys." Feng Xian smiled slightly, "I'll take care of Cross, if you come to make trouble again..."

Before Feng Xian could finish his threatening words, those girls were scared away.

...?

Is he really fierce? Feng Xian suddenly began to doubt himself.

"Thank you." Cross thanked him obediently behind him. This was the first time someone stood up when he was being bullied...

Feng Xian took the lead and walked towards the cafeteria, "Do they often bully you?"

"No, this is the first time." Cross trotted a few steps to catch up with Feng Xian. He didn't want Feng Xian to worry, so he lied.

In fact, during the six months that Cross had been at Wasley School of Magic, his classmates isolated him, and he was bullied no less than ten times in the first three months.

When she was bullied for the first time, Cross went to find Auburn. After Aubenli stopped her, those people learned to be smart and changed from bullying on the surface to bullying on the back.

Auburn wanted to take care of her, but she couldn't help Cross every time.

With Aubenli as the backing, Cross and the others only regarded 'she' as a commoner who liked to sue, which caused him to be bullied more and more.

However, every bullying did not cause any real harm to Cross. At most, books were thrown into the fountain, and clothes were bullied with graffiti.

Three months ago, after Cross finally couldn't bear to lose her temper once, those people restrained a lot, changing from behavioral bullying to verbal bullying.

Language bullying is not painful to Cross. From then on, he and those people have been going back to the bridge and going back to the way, without interfering with each other.

Feng Xian took Cross's hand beside him, and said firmly, "With me here, I won't let them bully you again."

"Ok!"

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