They Are Not Human!

Chapter 130: Tak Chi Middle School 35

Hearing Song Xuan's words, Wen Qing's eyes darkened.

He knows it!

Wen Qing wanted to break away from Song Xuan's embrace, but Song Xuan's arms were tightly around his waist, not only did not loosen at all, but instead lifted him up.

Wen Qing's whole body was in a suspended state, and the only fulcrum of her body was Song Xuan's body.

He felt that his waist was about to break, stepped on Song Xuan's instep, and shouted, "Song, Song Xuan..."

"Yeah." Song Xuan replied.

Wen Qing felt the hot breath blowing on the back of his neck, and drilled down the collar.

Noticing that Song Xuan's body temperature was rising, Wen Qing didn't dare to move, and stammered, "You, you let me down..."

Song Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Qing's profile.

His eyelashes trembled, biting his lip nervously, looking flustered and scared.

Song Xuan's heart sank, but what Fu Ranxiu said was true.

"You, you put me down, it hurts..." Wen Qing said again in a low voice.

"it is good."

Song Xuan responded with a sound, released his hand, and kicked the chair next to him the moment Wen Qing landed.

The chair fell to the ground, blocking half the way.

Wen Qing froze in place, the bedroom door was on his left, but there was a chair halfway down the road, and Song Xuan stood beside the chair, blocking the way.

On the right is Fu Ranxiu and the balcony, let alone running.

Being blocked in the bedroom, Wen Qing pursed her lips, took a step back nervously, her back was tightly pressed against the desk, and she barely felt a sense of security.

Song Xuan leaned on his side, his toes pressed against the chair, and straight to the point, he asked Fu Ranxiu, "What's going on?"

Fu Ranxiu lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Qing's hand, and said calmly, "Didn't you realize something was wrong long ago?"

Song Xuan looked at him blankly, without saying a word.

This first class is a class built by the school to recruit top students across the city in order to restore its reputation.

It stands to reason that it should be very strict, but for the past three years, transfer students have been frequently transferring in and out.

All the teachers and students in the school were accustomed to this, as if they were hypnotized.

These transfer students seem to be just here to listen, but they don't study.

Every transfer student is weird, most of them get scared when they don't do anything, like they know something bad is going to happen.

And everyone is looking for something, as if they have the same purpose, to explore the secrets of a group.

Song Xuan had the desire to investigate those people after they left the first class, but every time he was planned by other things, or there was a new transfer student, the investigation would not come to an end.

Now it seems…

Song Xuan lifted his eyelids and looked straight at Wen Qing.

No one spoke again, and the bedroom was extraordinarily quiet.

Quiet enough that Wen Qing could hear his nervous breathing and accelerated heartbeat, he pursed his lips, raised his eyes cautiously, and met Song Xuan's solemn gaze.