The Little Fairy Who Was Reborn As a School Grass Boss

Song Xiyue watched Song Xiluo drag her arm, the smile on her face narrowed, and the corners of her mouth evoked a strange arc.

Is this a fight?

Who would dare to talk to her like this when she was in the arena.

This is returning to the novice village, everyone thought she was easy to bully, didn't they?

Song Xiyue's feet were a little itchy, and she really wanted to kick Song Xiluo out.

But she endured.

Next to her is Qin Junnian, she is a well-behaved Fairy White Moonlight, not a witch.

Don't scare Qin Junnian.

She knew that at this time, what Qin Junnian liked was her current image.

Can't be broken, can't be broken.

Song Xiyue kept persuading herself in her heart.

"Song Sanshao, don't you deny that I am your sister? What is this?"

Song Xiyue is not called Song Xiluo's third brother at all, but Song Sanshao directly.

Song Xiluo felt very uncomfortable when he heard this unfamiliar name, but he didn't think much about what was going on.

"Go back with me."

"I don't, didn't you see that I'm going to eat with someone?"

Song Xiyue was held tightly by Song Xiluo, her wrists hurt.

Qin Junnian grabbed Song Xiluo's arm and raised his unruly eyebrows, "Let go."

The voice was cold.

"It's better for Young Master Qin to let go. She is my Song family."

Qin Junnian sneered, "Didn't you just deny it? Now she says she is from the Song family."

"She was originally my Song family." Song Xiluo felt slapped in the face.

He didn't want to care about Song Xiyue's affairs at first, but he couldn't let her do some outrageous things to humiliate the Song family.

"I heard that Song Sanshao was also an influential figure in our Yinghua School. It turns out that he is a person who speaks out of the blue."

This is irony.

No one has ever spoken to Song Xiluo like this before.

This boy who is a few years younger than him, is a little taller than him, and has a rebellious aura on his body, and his aura is so amazing.

He has an aura that doesn't fit his age.

"Young Master Qin better not mind your own business, this is my Song family's business."

"But what about me?"

He Qin Junnian does everything according to his preferences.

Qin Junnian put his hand down, landed on Song Xiluo's hand, and pulled his fingers apart a little bit hard.

He saw that Song Xiyue's wrists were all red and bruised.

Qin Junnian's eyes flickered with scarlet rays of anger, and a dark storm rolled in his eyes.

At this moment, he stared at Song Xiluo, like the tranquility before the storm.

Song Xiluo is the third young master of the Song family and has received various training since childhood, including martial arts training.

Also a black belt.

But at this time, his strength was no match for Qin Junnian.

Song Xiluo's expression froze when he thought of the legend about this young master Qin.

"Young Master Qin, do you want to intervene when I discipline my sister?"

Song Xiyue laughed lazily, "Song Sanshao, I'm not your sister. If you want to discipline me, I'm not qualified."

Song Xiyue's words hit Song Xiluo in the face like a slap.

It made his face aching, and in front of a boy younger than himself, he lost all his face.

Song Xiluo was really angry this time, "I don't have the right to take care of you, who has the right to take care of you?"

Song Xiyue rubbed her slightly red wrist, pointed at Qin Junnian and said, "Hey, it's him, and grandma."

Song Xiyue's love and hatred are clear, and the closeness and distance are also clearly divided.

The veins on Song Xiluo's forehead jumped.

"If your mother is still alive, knowing that you have given up on yourself, how disappointed you will be."

"You still remember your mother, I thought you recognized Liu Meilan as your mother and forgot your own mother."