Husband is the president of the president [Comprehensive]

No one made a sound, and after a while, someone tried to speak.

"Komatsuzawa bullies girls."

The words are not wrong, although there are still several pieces of mapo tofu hanging on Xiao Songze's head, his head is oily, like skewers that have been dipped in oil, and the red oil is still dripping. down stream.

Atobe Keigo frowned deeply, looked behind him, and the surrounding students stepped aside, revealing Su Ti who was being bullied.

His eyes sank, he sized up Xiao Songze, and finally his eyes fell on Su Ti, he took a few steps closer, and looked at her carefully.

Su Ti lowered his head, his eyelashes were a little wet, he bit his lips tightly with his small pointed tiger teeth, and stood beside Huadi Takahiro with his shoulders shrunk, looking particularly weak, pitiful and helpless against his tall stature .

Except for the slightly messy hair and clothes, there is that shocking little cut in the palm of the hand.

In fact, the wound was not deep or long, but because the bleeding was not treated, the bright red blood just dripped from the palm to the fingertips, and dripped on the white tiled floor.

The palm of his hand hurt a little, and Su Ti remembered the scratch. He quietly put his hands behind his back and lowered his head, like a child who did something wrong and was afraid of being criticized.

The boxed lunch was poured over his head. In addition to the tofu, there were sticky rice grains on Xiao Songze's head. He struggled to wipe it off with the sleeve of his school uniform, still cursing, while touching the paper with his eyes closed.But after the farce just now, no one is willing to reach out to help this favor.

Keigo Atobe's originally mild expression had long been withdrawn, his eyelids were half drooped, and he looked at Komatsu with cold eyes.

Different from the gentlemen and refinements admired by the British upper class, he was born with a provocative face, and the eyebrows that slanted into the temples were more sharp and full of a sense of coercion.

He cast a cold glance at the boy who was running around like a headless chicken, suppressed his anger, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Song Zeyun."

"Give me the paper!" Xiao Song Zeyun was so busy brushing off rice grains from his face that he had no time to care about other things.

The other people who were surrounded felt the sudden drop in temperature, swallowed involuntarily, and stepped back to avoid the danger.

Not because of Komatsu Zeyun, but because of Keigo Atobe, who has been in a high position for a long time. He has a sense of calmness and self-confidence in him. He is usually good, but now a low-pressure storm is brewing all over his body.

Only the invisible Komatsu Zeyun was still unconscious, cursing wantonly.

It's so disgusting, Su Ti's face is pale and pale, her sharp little canine teeth are biting her lips to bleed, and her hands are clenched into fists little by little.

"You..." Huadi Chonghong Xianglai Mumu's face was full of anger, his concentrated eyes were a bit frightening, and he heard a chuckle again.

He turned his head to the side, and the bamboo horse he had followed for several years had a sinister expression on his face.

"Who's laughing?" The sticky rice grains on his face were finally removed, but the oil was still on his face, and it was hot. Xiao Songze really didn't dare to open his eyes. When he heard the voice, he only thought that the other party was laughing at him, annoyed and annoyed Said: "What are you laughing at? Looking for smoke!"

He picked up something casually and threw it in the direction of the laughter, which made the others gasp in fright. They all looked at him nervously to die, and directly lit a candle for Xiao Songze in their hearts.

Keigo Atobe reached out and grabbed the pencil case thrown over, and put it on the table next to him.

With a bang, the sound of the iron box colliding with the table made Xiao Song Zeyun vigilant, and he finally realized that the atmosphere was a bit too quiet.

"Who are you?"

"Who is there?"

No longer looking at this idiot, he sneered, stretched out his long arms, scooped up the mineral water on the table, and unscrewed the bottle cap round and round with force on his bluish-white knuckles.

He raised his hand to the top of Xiaosong Zeyun's head, tilted his wrist a little bit, and the colorless liquid poured out from the mouth of the bottle.

The water rushes from top to bottom, from hair to face, washing down step by step.

Xiao Song Zeyun was completely chilled.

The people around held their breath and dared not speak until they exclaimed.

"Damn!" Xiao Songze wiped his face vigorously, but the oil on his eyes was just washed away by the water. He opened his eyes a few times and finally opened them.

He glared aggressively at the person in front of him, his vicious look was a bit scary, but he was stunned after seeing Keigo Atobe's face clearly.

Those narrow eyes were cold, sharp and indifferent.

Even though Komatsu Zeyun didn't want to admit it, he was indeed afraid of Keigo Atobe in his heart.

He didn't want to show timidity in front of everyone, so he stiffened his neck and stepped forward, but he was already a head shorter than the other party in terms of momentum.

"What do you want?" Komatsu Zeyun held his head high, bluffing.Watching Atobe Keigo let go of his hand again, the bottle slammed on his feet with a bang, a little water splashed out, and it fell on the skin, revealing a cool feeling.

"I see." Atobe Keigo's eyes flashed with cold light, and he played with a bottle of water again, his voice was slightly cold: "You really need to be clear-headed."

"If a bottle of water is not enough, then come again."

"Until you wake up."

***

After 5 minutes of class, the teacher arrived slowly. The apology he had prepared hadn't come out yet, and he was taken aback by the situation in the classroom. He asked the students to find out what happened.

Fortunately, the most capable students are all in the class, and he doesn't have to take care of things other than teaching. It's just that it's hard to justify such a big commotion without giving an explanation. After a few words of reassurance, he directly dialed the parent notification booklet Let them discuss and resolve it by themselves.

As the squad leader, Li Huazou was very angry when things developed like this. Although he still looked expressionless on the surface, he broke a pen with one hand in front of Komatsu Zeyun.

After being splashed with oil and watered all over, he was finally sprayed with ink all over his face.

Xiao Song Zeyun wanted to have a fit at first, but when he saw the neat rips of the severed pen, his desire to survive made him shut up.

Then he was dragged to an unknown place outside the classroom to receive the education that the monitor loves.

The others cleaned up the classroom and continued the class, while Su Ti was led out of the classroom by Keigo Atobe.

There is no need to go to the infirmary for hand injuries, as it is more likely to be injured during sports, and medicines such as skin injuries should be more fully stocked in the tennis court lounge.

However, no matter how complete the medicines are, they are not worth the patient's non-compliance. Keigo Atobe held a cotton swab soaked in iodine, frowned and looked at Su Ti who hid his hands behind his back: "Take your hands out."

"No, no." She shook her little head: "No need, it's just such a small wound, it will heal itself soon."

It hurts so-so painful with iodine.

Su Ti had a deep understanding of this, and it would be better to wait for it to get better.

"Put out your hand."

"No."

Atobe Keigo pointed to the bed she was sitting on, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"

"I..." Su Ti lowered his head, only to find that the wound was much deeper than expected, the blood hadn't stopped, dripping down, and there were many red marks on the snow-white bed sheet.

"I'm sorry!" She quickly raised her hand, with an apologetic face: "...I stained your bed sheet, I will wash it clean."

Atobe Keigo sighed: "It's not about the sheets."

He has given up thinking about how the other party's brain circuit grows.

"Give me your hand." Keigo Atobe didn't ask for her opinion this time, he directly grabbed the girl's thin wrist, and pressed the cotton swab on it before she made a fist.

"Pain, pain, pain!!!" Su Ti, who is quite sensitive to pain, said in horror, "Why did you strike so hard!"

Atobe Keigo remained indifferent, but lightened his hands, and continued to apply the medicine with a frozen face: "If you are more honest, this situation will not happen, don't move, it will hurt even more if you apply it again."

Su Ti, who was threatened, had no choice but to be honest, and counted sheep one, two, three in his heart, and felt sorry for the bowl of mapo tofu that was knocked on Xiaosong's head.

Haven't eaten a few bites yet.

The small hand was lying in his wide palm, and Keigo Atobe was holding the powder in his hand, a little dazed. It was just a narrow path, but the girl's skin was too fine and fragile, and a small cut was obvious .

The hand in his hand is very soft, with a slight sensuality, like a cat's small paw pad, which makes people want to pinch it.

He tightened his palms slightly.

"Is the medicine ready?" Su Ti sighed, fearing from the bottom of his heart those bottles and cans that have something to do with the hospital.

Atobe Keigo came back to his senses, picked up a small bottle containing brown powder, and said softly: "There is also this, the effect is very good, but it will be a bit irritating, bear with it a little bit."

"Okay...then take it easy." Su Ti covered his face, one eye was closed, and the other eye was peeking between his fingers.

It was too hasty last time, but this time, the boy's eyelashes are very long, thick and black, and when they hang down, they are not as aggressive as before, but more gentle.

"Does it look good?" He asked with his lips parted.

Su Ti nodded without hesitation, completely forgetting the fact that she was caught peeping: "It looks good."

After thinking about it, he added: "You look good when you smile, and you look good when you don't smile, but you look the best when you smile."

"Hmm." He raised the corner of his lips.

Then pour out the powder in the small brown bottle.

I said you look good, why do you want to avenge your kindness!

The pain was excruciating, but the medicine powder was so irritating. Su Ti's body trembled in pain, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but was firmly held by the other party.

"Let me go!" She was strong, but Keigo Atobe was also strong, and his thick and wide palms held her wrists firmly like cast iron.

Su Ti couldn't break free, and finally had to wait for the medicine to be applied evenly, tearing up in pain: "Wuwu Keiwu Atobe, how can you be so annoying!" He completely forgot to praise the other party for his good looks a minute ago.

But no matter how much he called Atobe Keigo, he didn't soften his heart at all, and didn't let go until the medicine was applied.

It turned out that the little girl's eyes were red, and her clear pupils were full of water mist, and her round eyes just looked at him like this, and the beans might drop at any time.

He hates it?Atobe Keigo ordered without reason: "Don't cry."

Su Ti wrinkled his nose, and blinked his red rabbit eyes several times, trying to hold back his tears.

He said in a deep voice: "Xiao Song Zeyun needs to be taught a lesson, but you are not wrong at all?"

"Yes." Su Ti quickly admitted her mistake, Atobe Keigo was a little strange, and heard her dryly reflect on herself: "I shouldn't waste food."

"..." Even knowing that the other party's thinking is very different from ordinary people, every time I hear Keigo Atobe, I can't help being surprised: "Is this the only one?"

"Ok!"

Su Ti nodded heavily, his eyes full of stubbornness: "That's all."

Atobe Keigo's face sank: "Think again."

"I don't!" She refused excitedly: "I don't want to be with that, that..."

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, watching Su Ti struggling to organize his words and collecting vicious adjectives: "Don't apologize to that greasy middle-aged boy!"

If it weren't for the occasion, he really wanted to laugh.

I was splashed with oil on my face, isn't it greasy?

"Anyway," Su Ti held his neck high, grabbed the bed sheet tightly with his hands, crystal tears swirled in his eyes, and stubbornly refused to fall: "I will not apologize to Mr. Xiaosongze!"

I don't want to accept the treatment method of the left and right [-] boards, that is not fair, but compromise.

It is obvious that the other party backtracked, and cheated on what they promised in a blink of an eye, and it was clearly agreed before.

Obviously, before the pain in the hands was so painful, I could hold back my tears, but now it's just a word from Keigo Atobe, and the sadness in my heart is about to collapse.

but.

that's terrible.

Too embarrassed.

Su Ti's nose and eyes were red, and he turned his head away to cover up, but refused to turn his head to look at him.

Sad and wronged.

Sure enough, troubles continued as expected, Keigo Atobe pressed his temple and sighed helplessly, but he was a little bit dumbfounded: "Don't cry."

"I... how can I..." There was a slight sobbing in the voice.

Atobe Keigo raised his hand, and his cool fingertips brushed the girl's reddened eye sockets, and there was a slight dampness on the warm skin.

He sighed in a low voice: "What a troublemaker."

The author has something to say: When writing Yukimura Seichi, his head was full of Xu Mo.When writing Uncle, I thought of Li Zeyan.But I broke up with them recently, and they dared to pinch my handcuffs around my neck. We were separated, and only the embrace of the uncle warmed my heart.

Brother Jun should be able to play Liao, and he is gearing up and looking forward to it.