The head teacher directly chose to ignore Bai Cheng's rudeness. She just glanced here in disgust and asked everyone to open the book and prepare for class.

Bai Cheng didn't mean to hold the book, he just lay down on the table and started to sleep.

Seeing this, Mo Li's eyes darkened, and his fingers lightly tapped the table.

The young Bai Cheng was not the same as the Bai Cheng he knew.

He had to find a way to approach Baicheng first.

When the class was over, was about to talk to Baicheng, but there were many people around, chattering about his situation,

Now that I am in my third year of high school, a transfer student suddenly came in, which made my classmates very curious.

Especially when they heard the teacher say that Mo Li was from the No. 1 Middle School in City A, they couldn't help being excited.

City A is a big city, not a small city like them can compare!

The No. 1 Middle School in City A is a very famous middle school, and has produced many famous people.

The most important thing is that Mo Li is tall and handsome!

For the students' inquiries, Mo Li answered with a smile.

He is handsome, has a nice voice, and has a gentle attitude.

For a while, many students in the class were attracted by him.

During this period, Mo Li noticed that Bai Cheng had been lying on the table, indifferent to the outside world.

When a girl saw that Mo Li was paying attention to Bai Cheng's direction, she quickly lowered her voice and said:

"Don't approach Baicheng."

The voice fell, but she suddenly felt as if she was being held by a knife around her neck, and her neck became cold.

Looking up, Mo Li's expression didn't change. The girl just thought it was her own illusion and whispered again:

"Baicheng is a lunatic. He doesn't say anything about fights. I heard that he killed people when he was a child!"

When the words fell, Bai Cheng moved slightly, and the girl was shocked, she quickly grabbed the arm of her friend next to her, and looked at him alertly.

Seeing that Bai Cheng didn't make the next move, she let out a low spit in relief:

"...that's disgusting."

"shut up!"

Mo Li suddenly snorted coldly.

Seeing the girl looking at him in surprise, Mo Li squinted coldly, tried his best to control his emotions, and said softly:

"I don't like hearing that, so don't say it."

But even so, the girl's eyes were still red, she turned around and went to the seat to cry.

She was so kind that Mo Li didn't appreciate it, and even yelled at her to shut her up.

Even Qu Ziyu couldn't help but turn around and said, "Mo Li, it's not good for you to treat girls like this."

Mo Li raised his eyes lazily and said lightly, "I don't like listening to her words."

This means that he was reborn. If he had never met Bai Cheng in his previous life, the girl would have been turned into a dog by his chair.

The other students looked at each other.

However, Mo Li just told the girls to shut up and did nothing, and they left after having a good relationship with the girls, but many students stayed to inquire about Mo Li's situation.

After the morning passed, everyone went to lunch in a hustle and bustle, Qu Ziyu called Mo Li, and when she saw Mo Li would not go, she left with a smile.

The classroom quickly quieted down, leaving only Mo Li and Bai Cheng sleeping on the table.

Mo Li stared at Bai Cheng's back tightly, clenching his fists restrained, his fingertips almost sinking into the flesh.

If I want to touch Baicheng, I am afraid that it will be a mirror, and it will disappear when I touch it.

I wanted to laugh, but my eyes were sore.

He stood up, and his gaze fell just right on the back of Baicheng's clean neck.

The Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, and his teeth were lightly rubbed, and somehow he remembered the touch of Baicheng's soft skin when he bit.

I miss it.

His fingers lightly touched Bai Cheng's black and fluffy hair, perhaps because his movements were too light, Bai Cheng didn't move, he was well-behaved.

After observing in the morning, he found that Baicheng in his youth was very quiet, too quiet.

This is the white city he doesn't know.

"Acheng."

He opened his mouth to call, and found that his voice had long been hoarse.

Chapter 2 Did you transfer schools because of a mental illness?

Bai Cheng's head moved, and he looked up as if he was aware of it. Seeing that Mo Li was on guard, he straightened up immediately, and asked with a frown:

"what are you doing."

When he spoke, his eyes were sharp and his tone was fierce.

It was the first time that Mo Li heard Bai Cheng speak to him in such an unfamiliar voice.

He quickly stabilized his mood and said warmly, "Going to lunch?"

Seeing that Mo Li was here to remind him to eat, Bai Cheng took back his hostile gaze after a brief silence.

He turned his head and responded with no spirit, his expression was indifferent, and people didn't mean to go out.

When Yu Guang saw Mo Li still staring at him, he couldn't help frowning again, and said impatiently, "What are you looking at?"

Like a beast guarding the territory, it disobeys discipline and shows its sharp claws to threaten outsiders.

Unexpectedly, Mo Li smiled and sat on the table with his eyes on the side and said, "Look at how good you look."

Bai Cheng's appearance is really good, his star eyes are shining, and his facial features are also beautiful.

Baicheng: ?

"Did you transfer to another school because your brain is ill?" Bai Cheng finally smiled, but it was a sneer that didn't take people seriously. He got up and looked directly at Mo Li and said:

"Don't mess with me."

After that, he put on his school uniform, pushed Mo Li away and went out directly.

Mo Li didn't care either, and walked straight behind him, only to see that Bai Cheng didn't go to the cafeteria, but went directly to the rooftop.

"Aren't you going to have lunch?" Murray asked again.

His voice startled Baicheng, and when he looked back, he found that he was still following him. It was as if he had seen a ghost, "I'm not hungry, I won't eat."

Seeing that Mo Li had no intention of leaving, he supported his forehead, suddenly changed his face and grabbed Mo Li's collar, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's,

"Tell you one last time, don't provoke me, do you want to be beaten?"

The other classmates were scared away when they saw his fierce look, but Mo Li raised his hand to grab his wrist, lowered his eyes and said stubbornly: