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LOVE7 stood up for her

Han Yu just sat down and said, "Hi, beauty, do you still remember me?" Jing Hao gently patted Han Yu on the shoulder. It was God's help that he actually stayed by his side.

Hanyu glanced at Jinghao blankly, nodded slightly, and moved his gaze to the other boy diagonally opposite: "Classmate, can you change positions with me?"

Before the boy could answer, when he saw Han Siyu's gaze, he quickly lowered his head. Hanyu followed his gaze and looked at Han Siyu.

After class, Zhang Minggang walked out of the classroom, and the whole classroom seemed to explode.

Hanyu's position was completely surrounded from the front and back, but no one on the left and right dared to get even closer.

Mo Ran sat in front of Han Siyu, turned around and looked at Han Siyu, smiled slightly, looked at Han Yu and said to Han Siyu: "She seems to be very popular and very popular with the boys in our class."

Han Siyu snorted: "Yeah," without paying too much attention.

Hanyu frowned and looked at the group of boys in front of her.

"Let's see how beautiful she is," a voice came, and the boys surrounding Hanyu's desk quickly backed away.

"I don't think she's that good," she is indeed quite cute, but unfortunately, she is not a boy, nor is she gay.

There was a trace of jealousy on Zhao Caixuan's face. She was wearing Hanyu, and there were several girls who were dressed very coolly beside her.

Hanyu looked up at her and ignored her.

A trace of anger ignited in Zhao Caixuan's heart. Except for a few people, no one dared not to buy her account.

After winking at the girls behind him, one of the girls rolled up her sleeves and prepared to teach Hanyu a lesson, when her hand was pinched by Han Siyu while it was still in mid-air.

Hanyu still didn't understand what was going on.

Han Siyu glanced at the whole class with a frighteningly cold gaze, and the strength in his hands was surprisingly strong. The girl whose wrists he pinched was shaking in pain. Han Siyu shook off the girl whose hands were pinched by her, and clapped his hands, as if just now

His hands were also dirty, and his voice was cold and harsh: "From now on, if anyone dares to touch a finger on her without my permission, they will die, including you."

When Zhao Caixuan saw Han Siyu's gaze, she couldn't help but take a step back.

He glared at Hanyu unwillingly and returned to his seat with angrily gritting his teeth. The boys who just wanted to chat with Hanyu also returned to their seats faster than the other, not daring to move.

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Han Siyu sat down, Jing Hao smiled fakely and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Han Siyu: "Do you want to give it a try?"

Mo Ran, who was opposite Han Siyu, smiled: "Jinghao, you can give it a try. I believe Yu will be merciful to you. You should spend the rest of your life in bed."



Since the beginning of class, Hanyu has been distracted. Han Siyu glanced at Hanyu beside him intentionally or unintentionally, with a trace of sadness on his delicate face.

The classroom, which was quite quiet at first, started to become lively under the leadership of Zhao Caixuan. It was more lively than the vegetable market. The teacher was angry and anxious on the podium, but couldn't control it. He knocked twice on the podium with his pointer.

: "Who is the monitor?"
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