C7 Foolish Beauty 7

After that afternoon, Lo Queque silently called Yuan Xici a brat in her heart.

Fang: Heh, I don't understand you women.

He had made an agreement with the brat that he would not come into contact with anyone when they were around. At noon, he would take advantage of the opportunity to hide out and play truant in the afternoon when he was in a good mood.

Occasionally, Lo Queque would try to stall the boys so that Yuan Xici would not be bullied.

In short, these days had been pretty good, so good that Lo Queque had almost forgotten the main character and the plot.

At noon that day, Lo Queque was too engrossed in playing games. Swearing that she would not stop until her score reached 1500 points, she pulled Yuan Xici along on the rooftop and prepared to skip class this afternoon.

No one expected the door to the rooftop to suddenly be kicked open just as class was about to start.

Lo Queque was afraid that someone would come and lock the door on purpose, giving her time to react so that she could hide herself or Yuan Xici.

In the end, this person did not give her any time to prepare and kicked the door open, scaring Lo Queque quite a bit.

She stood up on reflex, but because she had just entered the game, her sitting posture was not right, and her legs were numb from the pressure. She suddenly stood up and was about to fall.

Yuan Xici reached out and pulled him into his arms.

The person who kicked open the door saw this scene the moment he opened it. The young man was intimately holding the girl in his arms.

It was one of the boys in the class who often hit Yuan Xici.

The moment Lo Queque saw him in such a position, she could only think of one word, "Damn it..."

The atmosphere... seemed to have frozen in an instant.

The boy's expression changed unpredictably. "I knew you weren't quite right recently... Lu Renjia, I didn't expect this! You like this fool?"

Lo Queque opened her mouth but did not know what to say. Yuan Xici remained expressionless.

"Eh! How disgusting!" The boy's expression was filled with disgust as he suddenly turned around and walked downstairs.

At this moment, Lo Queque thought of all kinds of possibilities. Ooc, deduction of points. If one's points were negative, they would be killed. As for her... She was a newbie! This was her first appointment! So far, her points were still zero.

If her points were deducted, she would be dead.

Lo Queque's face instantly turned pale.

Turning his head to look at the tooth, he saw that the ball-shaped brain known as the tooth was spinning crazily. It seemed to be doing the same thing - Lo Queque was bound to the tooth, and if Lo Queque was killed, the tooth would be destroyed.

Lo Queque struggled free of Yuan Xici and wanted to chase after him. The more chaotic the situation, the calmer she would be to stop that person from talking to more people, or even slander him for lying or something... The main character would take things seriously... Looking at the plot, not interfering... Perhaps the points could still be saved.

Lo Queque ran like the wind, even to the point where she took three steps at a time when she went down the stairs.

She rushed to the classroom to stop him, but she still refused to admit it... What should I do? What should I do?

As soon as she went down to the fourth floor, she heard a commotion from afar. It seemed as if everyone had left the classroom and squeezed into the corridor to look down. Lo Queque could not even squeeze through.

After all, her mind was already in a mess from what happened just now. When she encountered such an unexpected situation, she felt as if her brain was about to explode.

Even though he couldn't hear it, he still caught the words because of the high frequency.

The male suddenly jumped off the building.

Lo Queque had an inexplicable feeling as she also squeezed her way to the front and looked down.

Downstairs, the boy lay in a pool of blood, his limbs bent in an unnatural way. Although he said that he had fallen, the twisted limbs somehow reminded Lo Queque of the Barbie doll she had once seen being twisted around by a devilish brat.

Instead of saying that he had fallen to his death, Lo Queque felt as if he had been twisted and toyed with by a pair of giant hands before being thrown to the ground.

On the fourth floor, Lo Queque could not see her face clearly, but she was covered in cold sweat. Her clothes were the same...

... Just like the boy who kicked the roof just now...