Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 294 Take Back That Sentence

He quickly pulled her into his arms.

The force of being caught off guard was not too heavy, and the unsuspecting girl still staggered and bumped into him.

His chest is so hard.Almost hit the tip of her nose.

This move stunned everyone, and screams came and went from all around.It was almost the same as on the rostrum that day.It's like frying a pot.

The post bar suddenly boiled, and various pictures and videos emerged one after another.

There was no time to write the copy, and the netizens who witnessed the crime scene directly uploaded pictures and groundhog screaming emoticons one by one.

The tip of Nan Yi's nose was stuck to his clean school uniform, and she smelled his fragrance at a close distance. She took a deep breath and asked, "Ning Zhixu, what are you doing?"

If he does this two more times, her little heart will burst out.

The young man turned a deaf ear to the sounds from the outside world, his lips moved to her ears, and whispered: "Nan Yi, take back that sentence."

"Which one?"

"You said you hated me."

"." That sentence really hurt people.Nan Yi bit her lip a little annoyed, and was about to tell him that she really didn't hate him, when the sound of a loudspeaker came from outside the crowd.

"Ning Zhixu! Let me go!"

The school preparatory bell rang three times, but the group of children hadn't entered the school gate yet. Yang Yong thought that someone was making trouble at the gate.

Did Nanyi pry into Ningzhi's Xu family's ancestral grave?

He is such a bully!

Look at that pose, throat lock?

Did you say something threatening in the little girl's ear?

Yang Yong, an outstanding cadre in the city, shouted at people with a tattered loudspeaker: "Everyone go back to class, I would rather let you go and follow me."

Didn't get an answer.

I would rather know Xu than let go.

Still rubbing against Nan Yi's ear, like coaxing, but also like begging: "Take it back."

The super loud volume of the tattered bag shocked people, Nan Yi became more and more anxious and couldn't speak out, and finally pushed Ning Zhixu away: "Don't cause trouble, and cooperate with the director obediently, otherwise he will definitely punish you."

The boy's arms were empty, and his hands were hanging by his sides.

Turning sideways to look at the man with distorted expression, he yelled cooperatively: "Director Yang."

It seemed that the school bully had no weapons. Yang Yong observed the situation, and in the end he hummed gently.

Holding the trumpet behind her back, she raised her chin towards Nan Yi: "Nan Yi, you go in for class. Ning Zhixu, come with me to the office."

Ning Zhixu will live in the dean's office.

If this continues, he will be punished sooner or later.

Seeing that Wang was indifferent, Nan Yi hurriedly called Yang Yong to stop him: "Director, Ning Zhixu didn't hit me, we are classmates exchanging feelings."

Yang Yong stared at people: "What kind of communication is communication, regardless of image! Go back to class, that's not what I told him about."

?

She has too much emotion.

Ning Zhixu handed the schoolbag to Nan Yi: "Go back to class obediently."

Nanyi didn't answer.

Turn your back directly.

The boy knowingly helped her carry her schoolbag, and then let out the hair that was under the schoolbag and scattered it on her shoulders: "Okay, let's go."

Nan Yi turned to look at him, not at ease, and wanted to give him the black card.

Ning Zhixu stopped her movements, raised his lips slightly, and the curve of his jaw was clear and beautiful: "Put away the black card, and go back to class quickly."

The little girl let out a cry, and turned her head three times a step at a time...

The students at the school gate had almost entered, and Yang Yongcai walked in front, waving at Ning Zhixu: "Come with me."

The boy followed behind him.

When he entered the office, Yang Yong was not in a hurry to scold him, but called Ren Wang Yidong and several other teachers from the third class.

Everyone sat next to each other in a row of sofas.

Take a look at this person who has been absent from school for half a month.

(End of this chapter)