C26 Pick up Your School Bag for Me!

Ye Mo Qing finally moved and slowly raised his head.

His young and handsome face carried the fury of thunder.

Even though he was very angry, the cool and handsome action of getting up still made the girls in the classroom gasp in excitement. Their eyes were filled with infatuation and worship.

Unfortunately, before Xia Jinmian could even see, she directly grabbed Ye Mo Qing's arm and sent him to the trash can.

"Pick up your school bag for me!"

Ye Mo Qing was suddenly stunned, "???"

Just now, he was also a bit dizzy from sleep. Someone suddenly lifted him up and threw him into the trash can. He almost lost his balance and almost crashed into the wall.

Ye Mo Qing suddenly didn't know if he should be angry or embarrassed.

"Pick it up!"

Behind him, the arrogant voice of that woman could be heard.

It was clearly a very pleasant voice, but it was so infuriating!

"Little girl, you..."

Ye Mo Qing shook his head and turned around, looking as cool as an F4 member in an idol drama.

He originally wanted to fiercely scold this audacious woman, but he didn't want to see a furious and arrogant face suddenly appear in his line of sight. The words that were about to come out of his mouth were stuck in his throat.

The scene was silent for a full three seconds before exclamations and discussions could be heard.

"Oh my god! That's a new female classmate, right? It's over, it's over. Doesn't she know that the Third Young Master can't be provoked? "

"Third Young Master hates being woken up while sleeping the most. That female classmate is dead for sure!"

"She's still the fierce Third Young Master. No one has ever dared to be fierce to the Third Young Master!"

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Xia JinMian raised his eyebrows slightly and the corners of his eyes could not help but twitch.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

This is the Third Young Master?

He looked somewhat similar to Ye Yelin's uncle, especially his pair of eyes. When he stared at someone, his eyes were terrifyingly deep and sharp.

Ye Mo Qing was also sizing up Xia JinMian.

He didn't see him being rude to him just now, so he thought she didn't see his face.

But now that she saw his face, why wasn't she scared? Or was she obsessed with pleasing him like other women? She actually dared to maintain an arrogant look and stare at him?

Could it be that there was something wrong with this woman's aesthetic sense?

"You don't know me?"

"I do now, Third Young Master." Xia Jinmian smiled, but showed no signs of weakness. She pointed at the trash can and asked, "Did you throw my bag into the trash can?"

Ye Mo Qing was stunned. This woman dared to have such an attitude towards him. Could it be that she wanted to find another way to seduce him?

"Heh, little girl, don't think about me. You women only have this little trick."

Xia Jinmian's beautiful eyes narrowed. No wonder Auntie said that the three treasures were traitors. This bastard's brain had a problem!

It seemed like she had to help Auntie manage this devilish child!

Xia Jinmian suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Ye Mo Qing's collar, and pulled him to the side of the rubbish bin.

"Stinking brat, pick up your school bag!"

Ye Mo Qing was caught off guard by the sudden pull, and scuttled forward. If it wasn't for the fact that he controlled his strength well, he would have plunged his head into the trash can.

"Stinky brat?" Ye Mo Qing was starting to doubt his life. Where did this crazy woman come from? How dare she scold him?!

Xia JinMian crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at him coldly, "En, stinky brat, pick up your schoolbag!"

"Heh!"

Ye Mo Qing was so angry that he laughed. He stretched out his hand and wanted to teach this crazy woman a lesson.

Unfortunately, before his hand could get close to Xia JinMian, Xia JinMian grabbed his wrist and threw him over his shoulder at the back of the classroom.

"Ah..."

All the female students in the classroom screamed in fear!

This time, Ye Mo really doubted his life. Although he didn't get hurt, he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment and get up.

He, Ye Mo Qing, the first lieutenant of the training camp, was actually taken care of by a little girl in an ordinary school??

If this was sent back to the training camp, how would his face be preserved?