047 Stirring up trouble is also a skill [1 update]

She smiled again, her tone light, "Or both at the same time?"

"..."

The classroom was still silent; the students hadn't reacted yet, including Sheng Song's few underlings.

It was not until Sheng Song let out another grunt that the two boys next to him snapped out of it and hurriedly lifted the desk.

Sheng Song was finally able to breathe and gasped for air.

He pushed the boys away and looked at Ye Wanlan with a venomous stare, "What do you mean, new classmate? Giving me a show of strength on your third day at school? How did I provoke you?"

"Exactly!" A boy burst out angrily, "Brother Song hasn't even seen you these three days, what are you doing?"

"Who allowed you to touch my stuff? Which hand? Or was it—" Ye Wanlan's eyelashes fluttered down, her voice gentle, "a foot?"

Sheng Song's eyes showed confusion.

Had Ye Wanlan already figured out that he was behind it?

How did she know?

But Sheng Song didn't have time to ponder, as his right wrist was suddenly caught!