The Villain’s Little Cutie

Although the boy is talking about Brother Yu, the expression on his face is mixed with fear, disdain, and disgust.

Even the people in the class looked at Assi's expression changed, a look of sorrow.

Asi was puzzled, she went out and saw the boy leaning against the wall.

The white sneakers lightly touched the ground, and the blue and white school uniforms on the boy's body outlined a green breath.

He tilted his head, and the sharp eyebrows disappeared for a moment when they touched Asi's gaze, leaving only softness.

"What's wrong?"

Asi looked at the boy and didn't understand why he came to him suddenly.

The little girl in front of her was ignorant, her jet-black eyes were overflowing with water, her full and tender red lips rose slightly, and Lu Yu only felt that her heartstrings were plucked and plucked.

The darker color in his eyes was even worse. He twitched the corner of his mouth. He wanted to show a charming smile, but he tugged the wound on his cheek, and his face suddenly changed because of the pain.

Asi's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips as he watched the boy grinning.

Those soft, white hands held Lu Yu's wrists again, "Why don't you go to the infirmary? Your face is swollen, and there are many wounds on your body, right?"

Asla landed on the Islet and asked as he walked.

He hummed casually, but his eyes kept staring at the hands between the two of them. There was a burst of joy in his heart, but when he heard her say that his face was swollen.

My heart sank.

So... In Assi's eyes, he looks like a ghost with a swollen face?

Lu Yu stopped and looked at Asi with a strange expression.

Asgang pulled Luyu down the stairs, and the infirmary was almost five minutes away from the second teaching building.

She thought that Lu Yu could not walk, after all, the boy had just been beaten by many boys.

So, Assi asked with concern: "The infirmary will be here in a while, not far away."

He was stunned for a moment, looked into the girl’s eyes full of concern, and felt a scepticism in his heart. He wanted to bend down to get closer to the girl, but when he remembered that she said that her face was swollen, he stood up straight, “I’m very ugly now. ?"

The boy in front of him has exquisite features, but his brows contain hostility but are suppressed.

Even if the bruise on the face was beaten, it couldn't hide the beauty at all, but it added a bit of madness and handsomeness.

Asi stretched out his white fingertips and poked on his tiptoe, Lu Yu's face changed as expected, and there was an extremely suppressed sound in his throat.

"It hurts so much, there is still time to worry about whether you are ugly or not."

She let go of the wrist that had been holding Lu Yu, and instead of answering his question, she went straight to the infirmary.

Lu Yu was stunned for a while, his heart exploded.

Did she just... was caring about herself?

Otherwise, why is the tone so gentle and the eyes so concerned.

Lu Yu didn't dare to think further, because just the cognition just now was enough to fill his empty heart.

It's just that the warmth of the wrist is missing, and I'm not used to it.

He walked up quickly, stretched out his hand, and said, "I'm a little...tired, how long will it take to get there?"

His other hand vacantly stroked his forehead, and the other hand swayed in front of Assi.

Asi glanced sideways at Lu Yu, the boy's face was indeed a little pale, and the bruise marks on his face looked terrifying on that delicate face.

She didn't think much, stretched out her hand to grab his wrist very naturally, and slowed down.

Softly said: "I'll be here soon."