An Ci raised her eyes to look at the boy who mocked her, then glanced at the other two boys.
Well... she didn't know any of them.
An Yiheng turned his head away and muttered in dissatisfaction, "That's right. He fainted after just one day of class. If this isn't weakness, then what is it? Not manly at all."
Although he was not far away, An Ci still heard his low voice.
She crossed her arms, looked at the boy who had been targeting her, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Am I eating your rice or spending your money? What do you care if I'm weak or not?"
The teenagers were all stunned as they didn't expect An Ci to suddenly retort.
However, even more infuriating words continued to be output: "But you, you don't look manly at all."
Hurting each other, who is afraid of whom?
Come on.
When An Yiheng heard the last sentence, he instantly got furious, like a lit firecracker.
He walked forward, his face flushed with anger, "Who are you calling unmanly?"
An Ci calmly watched him jump up and down in anger, "Whoever agrees will be the one to criticize."
"you……"
An Yiheng pointed at An Ci, his teeth itching with anger, and said hot-headedly: "Am I wrong? Who fainted on the first day of class? The little girls are better than you. You are weak, you are weak."
She, Xu?
An Ci narrowed his eyes and turned his wrist.
Young man, I think you will have a good time today.
Before the teenagers could react, An Ci moved.
She raised her little fist and hit An Yiheng in the abdomen.
An Yiheng never expected that the child in front of him would suddenly attack him. He was completely unprepared. He was first punched in the stomach, and then the child jumped and knocked him to the ground.
“Bang—”
An Yiheng groaned in pain as his back hit the cold marble floor.
"An Ci, you are so despicable and shameless. You actually resorted to a sneak attack. You..."
Before he could finish his curse, his stomach sank.
An Ci sat on his stomach, pinching and kneading his face with her hands as if she was kneading dough.
"Let you whine and say I'm weak." She snorted and laughed.
As a person, you should not be too rude, otherwise you will easily get beaten.
This was the first time in his life that An Yiheng was pressed to the ground and rubbed. He was so angry that he pulled the child off him without caring about anything.
You hit me, and I hit you back.
The style of painting gradually deviated.
An Yiheng: "You are weak to begin with, little dwarf."
An Ci: "That's funny. I don't see how tall you are."
An Yiheng: "Fuck, you dare to bite me, you are a dog."
An Ci didn't care about anything and grabbed his hair, then bit his arm with a "wow".
Looking at the two people wrestling on the ground, the other two teenagers came to their senses and hurried forward to separate them.
"Stop hitting me, Yiheng, stop it now."
"Young Master, calm down."
"Stop fighting, all of you stop it."
The taller boy rescued An Yiheng from An Ci's clutches. Looking at his brother's messy hair and ravaged red face, his expression was indescribable.
"You, ah..."
It's over now. Fighting is prohibited here, and now I'm fighting with the young master. I'm sure I'll be scolded when I get home.
An Yiheng said aggrievedly, "Brother, she hit me first."
An Yiyao had a headache and looked at him helplessly.
If he hadn't provoked him first, how could the young master have taken action?
He turned his head to look at An Ci beside him. The little guy had a delicate face. When he lowered his eyes, he saw a scratch mark on his neck, which was bleeding and very conspicuous on his snow-white skin.
I guess he was scratched by his younger brother just now.
An Yiyao's eyes darkened. This problem became even more difficult to solve.
Before he could come up with a solution, a white shadow rushed out from the stairwell.
An Ci's eyes lit up, "Wealth."
Before he finished speaking, An Yiyao and the other two watched as the white shadow ran to An Ci's feet and rubbed her legs affectionately.
An Yiheng kept talking and grumbled quietly, "Fugui, what a tacky name."
An Yiyao bent his elbow and gave him a warning look.
He can never be left alone, he always causes trouble.
An Yiheng was fearless except his elder brother. After being glared at by his elder brother, he immediately became obedient.
He lowered his head and curled his lips where no one could see.
Seeing that he had shut up, An Yiyao looked at An Ci and said gently, "Young Master, Yiheng was wrong in what happened just now. I apologize to you on behalf of my brother. I hope you can be magnanimous and not take it to heart with him."
An Ci glanced at him, then looked at An Yiheng. It was amazing that the two brothers' profiles and facial features were somewhat similar.
It's just that their personalities are completely different.
Compared with An Yiheng, he is much calmer.
An Ci retracted his gaze and said calmly, "This has nothing to do with you. You don't need to apologize on his behalf."
An Yiyao felt a tightness in his heart when he thought An Ci was going to complain to An Zhenxiong.
"Young Master..."
"Brother, don't beg her in a humble manner, I..." An Yiyao wanted to say that he was responsible for his own actions, but was glared back by An Yiyao.
He closed his mouth in dissatisfaction, and looked at An Ci with a bit more resentment in his eyes.
It's all her fault.
An Ci sneered, glared back, and said arrogantly, "If you dare to be so arrogant again, I will beat you up."
Three people: "..."
Who is crazier now?
At this time, the bell rang three times.
"Yi Yao, it's time for class." Another young man reminded.
If you are late for class, you will be beaten with a stick.
An Yiyao couldn't leave now. Compared to attending class, the young master in front of him was more of a headache.
Unexpectedly, An Ci suddenly said, "Why are you still standing there? Aren't you going to class?"
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