Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 3 The nerd's hands are so short

An Zihao narrowed his eyes full of radiance: "In the past few days, you'd better stay by my side obediently. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen."

"You, do you think I, Gu Qianyi, was frightened? Why would I listen to the scumbags?" Gu Qianyi put her hands on her hips and looked down at An Zihao, who was 1.6 meters five.

An Zihao squinted his deep eyes and looked at Gu Qianyi who slammed the door out, and the behavior of Gu Qianyi reaching out to touch his crotch just now suddenly flashed across his mind.

Standing where he was, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Didn't that idiot sneak out on purpose to complete the unfinished act? !

Bang——Three minutes later, the door of the room was slammed open.

"Idiot, even if you're sensible, you still know..." Before An Zihao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a female voice.

"You ugly bastard, you actually dare to plan on our Prince An, are you tired of your life?"

An Zihao frowned slightly, looked at the ten unscrupulous girls standing in front of him and laughed softly: "I agree with the latter sentence, but I agree with the previous sentence."

"You agree with the fart, what right do you have to speak, you ugly bastard? Hit me." The leading girl slowly raised her finger and pointed at An Zihao.

As soon as the leading girl finished speaking, the nine girls behind immediately surrounded An Zihao.

An Zihao glanced coldly at the nine girls who surrounded him: "Nine against one? Then you are all ready to go to the hospital and lie down for half a month?"

"Hmph, you're ugly, you have a good tongue." The girl who was speaking quickly punched An Zihao with her fist.

An Zihao unhurriedly grabbed the girl's wrist and twisted it.

"Ahhh." The girl let out a scream, and then the other girls raised their fists to face An Zihao.

An Zihao shook the thick bangs on his forehead, slowly took off the black frame that was obstructing his face and threw it aside, and tilted his neck: "I'm that idiot now, so it's not shameless to hit a girl, right? What's more , I'm still in self-defense."

He quickly grabbed one of the girls' arms, turned his hand around but missed her neck.

An Zihao was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Damn it, the hands of an idiot are really short."

Two girls had already been knocked down on the ground. Seeing that something was wrong, the lead girl hurried forward and grabbed An Zihao's long hair.

An Zihao's face was full of displeasure, and when he suddenly turned his head, his cold eyes were tinged with anger.

The leading girl was slightly taken aback, startled by An Zihao's eyes, and loosened her grip on his long hair.

An Zihao flicked the long hair on his head, and scratched his aching scalp. Damn it, are all women this crazy now?This is not the same as the girl who is a little bird in front of her.

Suddenly, a hair tie on his wrist appeared in front of his eyes.

An Zihao shook the long straight hair on his head, and quickly tied the long straight hair into a handsome high ponytail.

The leading girl gritted her teeth, and directed the other girls to rush up again: "Damn, why are you pretending to be handsome, beat me to death."

An Zihao looked at the crowd rushing forward. He kicked a girl away with a side kick, and three words suddenly appeared in his mind: I will disappear.

He quickly retracted and closed his raised legs, a suspicious blush appeared on his face: "Women are really troublesome creatures."

An Zihao's words were undoubtedly heard by the unscrupulous girls as a mockery of them. The unscrupulous girls were furious and took out a folding fruit knife in their hands!

(End of this chapter)