Chapter 2597 He Is Xiao Moli (2)

Seeing her so aggrieved that tears almost fell from her eyes, Xiao Moli couldn't help but lowered his head and wanted to kiss the tears away from her eyes.

He didn't have time to kiss her yet.

But a fist suddenly hit him hard in the face from the side.

Xiao Moli didn't think much at all. His body was already conscious before his consciousness, and his head turned slightly to the side.

The cool thin lips just slipped across An Ziqi's cheek.

At the same time, the fist also hit his face.

Xiao Moli turned around, raised his hand to block the fist at his side, and also made a fist to hit the person behind him.

The two of them instantly became entangled in each other.

An Ziqi raised her hand to cover her cheek, feeling extremely aggrieved and her eyes and nose were sore.

She wanted to leave here quickly, but a large piece of her skirt was torn off from the back, and there was no way she could leave.

Looking at the words and Lin Xilu who were fighting in front of him, he fought back the tears in his eyes.

"That's enough, Lin Xilu, stop fighting."

When the person he likes is bullied, Lin Xilu will stop and punch harder than the last.

However, although Xiao Moli was still young at this time, he had been training since he was five years old. Lin Xilu was no match for him, and he fell behind in a short time.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and Xiao Moli also had a few bruises on his fair cheek.

An Ziqi looked on, tears streaming down her cheeks, but there was nothing she could do.

He couldn't even step forward to stop him.

I could only lean against the wall and cry over and over again, "Don't fight, don't fight, please don't fight."

"Words, I apologize to you, isn't it enough that I apologize to you?"

Listening to An Ziqi's crying words, Xiao Moli felt as if something was tugging hard in his heart.

He was stunned on the spot, but Lin Xilu's fist did not stop and hit him directly in the face.

Xiao Moli stood there without moving.

Lin Xilu quickly turned to An Ziqi and looked at An Ziqi's messy hair and slightly messy clothes.

He asked anxiously and worriedly, "An'an, how are you?"

An Ziqi raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes and shook her head, "It's okay, I want to leave here."

Lin Xilu saw that she had one bare foot and her hands were holding the skirt tightly behind her back. He thought he was bullying her with words, and her skirt was torn by the words.

Pursing his lips, he immediately took off his coat and wrapped his arms around An Ziqi.

He turned his head and said angrily towards Xiao Moli, "If the words are from a man, come to me if you have trouble in the future and stay away from her."

The words clearly put An Ziqi into his domain.

Xiao Moli's face instantly became gloomier, and he said in an extremely cold voice, "Lin Xilu, there is no need for you to interfere in the matter between her and me."

Lin Xilu put his arm around An Ziqi's shoulders and carefully protected her by his side.

"An Ziqi's matter is my matter. You'd better stay away from her in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

After saying that, he raised his hand and picked An Ziqi up, turned around and walked out of the classroom.

Xiao Moli looked at Lin Xilu's back holding An Ziqi, the look on his face was so gloomy that he could shed tears.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the shoes that had fallen to the ground, and his thin red lips had been pursed into a straight line.

He was really having a seizure, so he was worried that she wouldn't be able to go home barefoot, so he came here to give her shoes.