Chapter 130 A Look of Protection

Li Weicheng lowered his head tremblingly, not even daring to lift his head up.

She also dared to come to school after several days, thinking that the wind had passed.

She thought that everyone had forgotten what happened before, but she didn't expect everyone to remember it clearly.

She really didn't expect things to get to this point.

She was frightened and wanted to escape from the classroom.

But she stayed at home pretending to be sick for a long time, and her parents always talked about her.

She didn't know what to do.

Li Weicheng was so scared that she was about to cry, she raised her head cautiously to look at Zhou Jiaojiao next to her.

The two were at the same table, and she looked at Zhou Jiaojiao with pleading eyes.

But Zhou Jiaojiao didn't see Li Weicheng at all, pretending not to see her.

She lowered her head and pretended to study seriously.

Li Weicheng reached out and pulled Zhou Jiaojiao's sleeve, and said, "Jiaojiao, what should I do?"

Zhou Jiaojiao had to look up at Li Weicheng, she glared at her, and said, "I'm studying, it's better not to disturb others in class."

"Everyone is talking about me."

"It's okay for everyone to say a few words to you about what you did by yourself. After a long time, everyone forgets it." Zhou Jiaojiao was completely impatient with Li Weicheng.

She felt that this Li Weicheng had no vision at all.

"But it was you before..."

Zhou Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she said, "Li Weicheng, pay attention to what you say."

This is a warning.

Zhou Jiaojiao's eyes were full of warnings.

Li Weicheng naturally understands.

She retracted her hand.

At this time, Li Weicheng was helpless, but she didn't understand how Zhou Jiaojiao had completely changed.

But she could see Zhou Jiaojiao clearly.

She turned her head to look at Song Xiyue's seat.

She saw Song Xiyue bowing her head and studying seriously, her expression was calm and soft, and the morning sun shining on her gave her a moving light, quiet and beautiful.

She and Qin Junnian sat together, as if they came out of a girl's cartoon, and they were both pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Li Weicheng probably understood why Qin Junnian never looked at Zhou Jiaojiao, but was so special to Song Xiyue.

Zhou Jiaojiao couldn't compare with Song Xiyue at all.

But she didn't dare to offend Zhou Jiaojiao.

...

After Li Weicheng entered the classroom, Song Xiyue just looked up at her, then lowered her head and studied seriously.

She doesn't waste her time and energy on irrelevant people.

She wants to hurry up and read a book.

...

Li Weicheng finally got to the break time.

She watched Song Xiyue go out, and she followed quietly.

Seeing this scene, Qin Junnian also walked out of the classroom.

Followed not far behind Song Xiyue.

Song Xiyue didn't know, she was thinking about the question when she was walking.

"Song Xiyue!"

Li Weicheng summoned the courage to stop Song Xiyue and ran in front of her.

Qin Junnian's eyes sank, and he walked over with big strides, pulling Song Xiyue behind him at once, with a protective look.

"What are you going to do?" Qin Junnian's voice became sharp.

As soon as she saw Qin Junnian, Li Weicheng thought of the scene in the office that day, her eyes shrank, and her body shook uncontrollably.

Her lips trembled and she said, "I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to say a few words to her."

With a bloodthirsty storm in Qin Junnian's eyes, he said coldly, "Say a few words outside of the classroom to follow people?"

Li Weicheng swallowed her saliva and was too scared to speak.

Song Xiyue was blocked behind Qin Junnian, looking at his back, there was a strong sense of security.

Qin Shao: Lord is not protecting Xiyue, it is an instinctive reaction.

What is the campus picture in the minds of the little cuties? A little cutie mentioned that when I was riding a bicycle, I thought about arranging a section for the male and female protagonists. The male protagonist rides a bicycle, and the female protagonist is sitting on the back seat. Blowing, it's pretty good, isn't it? So you can write down and tell me what kind of pictures you have.

Little cuties, just leave a message if you want, I'll be there.