The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Qi Xiao threw him against the wall, pulling his hair to force him to look up at himself.

The handsome face of the young man sank at the moment, his eyes were full of hostility, "Did I tell you not to look for trouble?"

The red hair trembled, "I didn't ask you about it this time..."

Yes, I didn't look for trouble, I didn't look for trouble to mess up the meal appointment between him and the little mute.

Touching the folding knife in his pocket, Qi Xiao was expressionless and greeted Hong Mao with a punch.

The muffled sound when the fist landed on the flesh, and the screams of red hair came out from the toilet, and the curly hair was in a hurry.

"Brother Xiao, take it easy."

After a few seconds, the sound of fists stopped and Qi Xiao came out of the toilet.

What goes in and what goes out.

Curly glanced into the toilet, "Did you pay attention?"

Anyway, this is also a school. If something really happened to people, the follow-up would be difficult.

In contrast, Qi Xiao was much calmer, as if it wasn't him who beat him just now, he was not in the mood to speak, and left with a gloomy face.

The red hair was curled up on the ground with his stomach covered. It didn't look like a big deal. Curly hair was relieved and hurriedly followed downstairs.

Qi Xiao's work has always been arrogant without a trace of cover.

After all, there were so many people in the toilet, and some of them didn't show up. Qi Xiao didn't know it was his own idea, so he reported it to the teacher with a sense of justice.

The teacher had a headache when he heard it, but he didn't want to worry about it.

What's going on in Qi Xiao's family, the school knows, that red hair is also a mess all day, and the two of them together is really a headache.

After all, the student came to report it, so I had to go there.

It was late, and there was only a red-haired person left in the toilet, with a blue nose and a swollen face, and the school uniform on his body was messed up.

"What's going on?" the teacher asked, knowingly.

The fight spread to the teacher's ears, and finally let the teacher deal with it. It's not a shame to spread it out, not to mention that Hongmao was sure that if he said it was Qi Xiao now, the **** would definitely take a chance to come.

He gritted his teeth and said vaguely that he fell.

The teacher was stunned, seeing that Hong Mao couldn't get up after a long time on the ground, shook his head, and helped him up.

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Qi Xiao didn't know that an enthusiastic classmate sued the teacher, and he didn't know that Hongmao was afraid of being beaten again, so he didn't dare to confess him.

The moment he returned to the class and saw Yuanxi, the gloom in him completely disappeared, and he returned to his usual laziness.

From the very beginning of 'Let me go,' and now to get started directly, by letting the little roommate take advantage of the space, Qi Xiao has played very well.

Qi Xiao rested his head in one hand and looked lazily at Yuan Xi doing his homework.

The little girl sat upright, with the white and tender fingertips of one hand pressing the edge of the book, and the other hand holding a water pen. The black pen was in sharp contrast with her fair skin.

Qi Xiao still remembered how soft the little hands of the little mute were.

After a long while, he said, "Inviting you to dinner tonight?"

The pen in Yuanxi's hand that swayed slightly stopped, turned her head to look at him, and nodded earnestly.

Qi Xiao smiled, raised his hand and rubbed the soft black hair of his little fellow at the table, and said lazily, "Well, let's continue writing."

After a pause, he said again, "Let me copy it after writing it?"

Yuanxi didn't write a note and stared at him.

Qi Xiao pretended not to know what she meant and fell asleep on the table.

In this sleep, Qi Xiao slept until noon and was close to school. He was called out by Yuan Xi, Qi Xiao got up a little angry, this would not be a good mood, that is, his little roommate, he didn't do it directly.