Ning Xixi was fuming with indignation. How could there be such self-righteous people in the world?
Her exquisite and beautiful face was filled with anger.
"Don't mess with me, Su Wanxia!"
Su Wanxia seemed amused by her stubborn gaze, tapping Ning Xixi's smooth and fair forehead with a finger, "What if I do?"
The air in her lungs seemed to become thinner, building up infinite irritability.
Ning Xixi's delicate forehead quickly turned red from the prodding.
Su Wanxia wanted to continue, but a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Have you bullied her enough?" Gong Xiu, who had been sleeping on the desk, suddenly stood up and stopped Su Wanxia.
His peach blossom eyes narrowed, shining with teasing danger.
Su Wanxia withdrew her hand, "Yo, why are you sticking up for her?"
"I'm her brother." Gong Xiu said flatly, glanced at Ning Xixi, "Sit next to me for now."
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