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Chapter 561 The School Bully Hero with Serious Blood Sickness (12)

The arms around her were too tight.

It has been held for more than ten minutes by visual estimation.

Si Jiu was very helpless.

"A Yuan, let go?"

The head buried on the shoulder shook, but the rest remained motionless.

"I have to go back to class."

"..."

"My feet are numb..."

The arm gradually loosened, and then finally let go, but the wine secretary hadn't gotten up yet, and was grabbed again.

"I... I also go to class."

The boy's hair was messy, his mouth and eyes were bruised, he smelled of alcohol, and he looked haggard...

At this second, Cheng Yuan felt that he seemed to see indescribable and disgust in the little girl's eyes.

He froze, with unspeakable panic and fear rising in his heart, "I... don't do this anymore. Don't go."

Secretary of Wine: "..."

Fourth brother, your style of painting is wrong.

"Then get up, take a shower and change clothes, and go to school with me."

Cheng Yuan hummed and got up quickly, "Will you wait for me?"

"Wait a minute." Si Jiu pushed him towards the bathroom, "Hurry up, or you'll be late."

Cheng Yuan fixedly glanced at Si Jiu, and then looked back before going in, until the little girl got impatient, and he finally closed the door.

In less than 10 minutes, Cheng Yuan settled everything, put on the No. [-] Middle School uniform, and stood in front of the secretary.

He took the wine maker's hand, "Let's go to school."

His emotions seemed to have finally calmed down, and he was able to show a smile to Si Jiu.

Because of this smile, the original gloom was washed away without a trace, as if a soulless walking corpse was suddenly infused with vitality, making this eye-catching boy even more eye-catching.

Compared with Cheng Yuan's exquisite and noble appearance in the previous plane, Cheng Yuan, who is now full of youthful looks, is obviously more suitable for Sijiu's eyes.

But his pair of peach blossom eyes are the same as before.

It is a pity that most of it is covered by some long bangs.

Si Jiu raised his hand and brushed his forehead hair, and said, "It's too long, let's cut it after school."

Cheng Yuan had no objection, but followed him as if he suddenly remembered, "Are you going with me?"

Secretary Jiu: "...All right."

It's like the sight of a chick clinging to its mother just learning to walk.

The two left the rental house together.

Each of them has a lot of questions in their hearts to say, but it seems that now is not a good time to talk.

Moreover, sometimes my stomach is full of things to say, but at that moment, I don't know what to say.

So the two walked hand in hand. During this time, Cheng Yuan saw that Si Jiu's cheeks were sweaty and red from the sun, but his lips were very white. He couldn't help thinking of Ji Jiaojiao, she seemed to be in poor health. ?

He suddenly became nervous, and led Si Jiu to stand under a wall to hide from the sun, bent down and said to her, "It's too hot, can you wait for me here for a while?"

"? Why are you going?"

"immediately."

Before Si Jiu could speak, he turned around and ran away.

There were twists and turns here, and Si Jiu didn't know where he went, but within a few minutes, Cheng Yuan came back.

Came back by bike.

Si Jiu laughed, "It's just this way..."

The words stopped in the boy's expectant eyes.

Fine.

Si Jiu stepped forward and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

Cheng Yuan's eyelids trembled, and he suddenly remembered how she was standing on the wall in a small skirt last night, and the temperature in her eyes froze.

He put down the bicycle stand, stretched his long legs and stepped down, then walked up to the incomprehensible Sijiu, held her waist with both hands and hugged her, and then put her in a side-sitting position with her legs together Put it down, and took the schoolbag casually and put it in her arms.

"Cover it."

He propped up the bicycle again, and the next sentence was so small that he could hardly hear it, "What high school, the school uniform skirt is so short."

The boy kicked his foot, and the bicycle rode out quickly.

The girl sitting in the back seat stared at the wind-blown school uniform shirt and the reddish ear tips of the boy struggling to pedal a bicycle in front of him, and raised her lips.

　Cheng Yuan's diary: I have a lot to say.I have a lot to say.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)