Song Moqi screwed the bottle cap on and just took two quick breaths when a rich and sweet scent lingered between his nostrils. His eyes suddenly dimmed and he turned his head to look at her, only to see a stunningly beautiful profile.
Bang, bang, bang,
Song Moqi clearly felt his cheeks getting hot. His breathing tightened and he thought in a daze, is this Yuan Jiang?
She seems to be different from before...
His gaze gradually became scorching and obsessed, staring intently at the girl's snow-white, radiant skin. Her lips, as charming as rose petals, were plump and red, and seemed to be slightly open, as if tempting him to kiss them...
The tips of Song Moqi's ears were red as if dripping blood.
Yuan Jiang's thick and slender eyelashes trembled. She pinched the pages of the book with her fingers, feeling Song Mo's fiery gaze, and felt a little worried in her heart.
She had to keep her distance.
Otherwise her brother would lock her up.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" sound of kicking the door.
Yuan Jiang's thin shoulders trembled, she raised her eyelashes and saw the young man standing at the door.
The boy was wearing a simple shirt with three buttons undone at the collar, revealing a large area of cool skin. His thin and delicate collarbone was slightly exposed, and if you looked closely you could faintly see the sexy chest muscle lines.
His eyes were cold and sinister, filled with hostility of having his territory violated. He stared at Song Moqi with a hooked and sinister look. The curve from his high nose bridge to his jaw was beautiful and clean, his skin was perfect and impeccable, and he exuded an aura of indifference and nobility.
Song Moqi frowned and met Chen Quan's gloomy and fierce gaze. A chill ran up his spine. He was very puzzled. It seemed that he had no grudge against Chen Quan?
"Young Master Shen, please let me in." The Dean of Studies came out from behind Shen Quan and stood on the podium. He put his fist to his lips and coughed twice. "We have a student here today, Shen Quan from Class 17."
Su Ruanruan lowered her head with horror in her eyes, clutching her fingers tightly, thinking to herself, could it be that Shen Quan regretted it and came to apologize to her???
No one said a word, and curious and surprised eyes fell on Shen Quan.
This is an aristocratic academy, and everyone makes friends with a purpose in order to maintain family reputation. However, as the only son of a top-tier wealthy family, no one dares to mess with Shen Quan.
The truth is, Shen Quan is too violent and tyrannical, and is notorious.
He has the worst grades, loves fighting, and hates anyone who talks to him the most. There was once a middle-class male classmate who wanted to make peace with Shen Quan, but was kicked by Shen Quan and broke three ribs. The male classmate was so crazy that he threatened to call the police, but was thrown into the hospital. A week later, he not only dropped out of school, but also went bankrupt.
Because of this incident, no one dared to flatter Shen Quan anymore, and everyone wanted to stay as far away from him as possible.
“That…” The dean’s voice was a little weak, and he looked at Shen Quan and said, “Young Master Shen, why don’t you… choose a position?”
Song Moqi's brows suddenly jumped, and he felt vaguely uneasy.
Shen Quan's dark, cold eyebrows were filled with hostility. The look he gave Song Moqi was devoid of any warmth. After hearing the reminder, he curled his lips and chuckled. His gaze fell on the well-behaved Yuan Jiang, and he couldn't help but reveal a fondness in his eyes. His lips, like peony, opened slightly: "Hmm."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked quickly to Song Moqi's side with his long, lean legs, and threw the messenger bag hanging on his left shoulder roughly onto Song Moqi's desk, saying coldly, "This seat is mine."
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