1246: C1246 Fight

C1246 Fight

Xue Xue'er looked at Ouyang Qing'an's unhappy face and held his hand.

"Nianxue really likes this photo. I can only let you down."

"I know."

Ouyang Qing'an grabbed her hand and gently pinched it. He felt her soft skin and his heart became much calmer.

In fact, he really wanted to get rid of Zhou Jinyan from the photo, but he was rejected by Nianxue as soon as he said it. That was why he was depressed for a long time.

From the looks of it, Nianxue would definitely be taken away by him in the future.

Sigh.

The husband and wife were whispering to each other. From time to time, they would turn back to look at Nianxue. The atmosphere was also warm.

The next morning, Nianxue carried her schoolbag and went to the fourth grade of primary school.

She had just entered the class and it caused a commotion among the students.

"This little girl is so cute."

"I want to sit with her and be deskmates"

Everyone discussed animatedly. The teacher first looked at the seats in the front three rows.

In the end, Nianxue jumped from the class and was shorter. She wanted Nianxue to sit in the middle of the first three rows so that Nianxue could concentrate on her studies.

After arranging the seats, Nianxue obediently went over and sat down.

They began to attend class.

"Here you go."

Nianxue's new deskmate, a boy who was originally sitting in the third row, sent his favorite eraser to Nianxue.

He really liked this new deskmate. Although he was a little short, his whole body was clean and beautiful, like a lump emitting powder, making people unable to resist.

Next was her face, which was white and had a hint of red in it. She looked very much like a freshly peeled lychee.

He really liked to sit with her!

"Thank you."

Nianxue replied in an almost inaudible voice, but still used her own eraser.

This was a gift from Zhou Jinyan to her. She treasured it.

She did not need it, and the boy put away the eraser in disappointment.

The class ended very quickly. It was time for class. The boy patted his chest and introduced himself to Nianxue. "Hello, my name is Han Yong. Everyone calls me Stone. I will protect you in the future."

Nianxue nodded absent-mindedly.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard the sharp voice of a boy beside her.

"You protect her, what do you use to protect her? I should be her deskmate! "

She turned her head curiously and met the boy's angry eyes.

"Hello, Nianxue. My name is Zhang Meng."1

The boy introduced himself and then looked at Han Yong.

His eyes were not quite right. They were sharp and angry. Han Yong did not want to be outdone. The two of them looked at each other fiercely and slowly walked together.

"It was teacher who made me sit beside Nianxue. If you are not convinced, then go and find teacher."

Han Yong was the first to speak. He looked at Zhang Meng coldly. Zhang Meng snorted lightly and crossed his arms in disdain.

"Childish. You are already in the fourth grade, yet you only know to tell Teacher that I will not move here. If you go, you will complain to a crybaby. How are you qualified to sit with Nianxue?"

"What did you say?"

The crybaby. "The crybaby. I should be Nianxue's deskmate. You change seats with me!"

"Hit him!"

It was unknown who shouted in the chaos, but Zhang Meng and Han Yong's faces changed. They looked at each other fiercely and soon they started to fight.

When the two boys started fighting, Nianxue quickly got up.

"You guys stop fighting."

She shouted anxiously, and the students beside her also quickly went to find the form teacher.

However, Zhang Meng and Han Yong still did not separate. They were locked in a fight, and they even hugged each other and rolled to the ground. They looked like two fearless little tyrants.

Until the teacher came over, the two of them were still fighting on the ground.

"Get up, all of you!"

The teacher was so angry that he trembled and stomped his feet hard.

In the end, it was still the teacher. Zhang Meng and Han Yong did not dare to fight anymore. In the end, they let go of each other.

Both of them stared at each other. Their faces were full of dissatisfaction, especially Zhang Meng. He looked at Han Yong and then looked at Nianxue. He muttered in his heart for a long time.

If he could let him be Nianxue's deskmate, he would be happy even if he had to fight with Han Yong again.

"Why did you fight?"

The teacher looked at the two of them seriously.

The two of them were stunned and lowered their heads.

"I want to sit with Nianxue."

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