The true opponent

  He got angry.

  Although I don't know why he got angry and why he got angry so suddenly.

  His hands were warm, completely beyond my expectation.

  I thought a domineering guy like him should be as cold-blooded as an icy creature.

  His large palm completely enveloped my own, and I suddenly felt incredibly small.

  I always thought I had the ability to protect the people around me, and they also told me so.

  But now I realize that the past invincibility was not because I was so strong, but because I had not yet met a real opponent.

  Feng Xiyan is actually the true opponent.

  I rudely shook off his hand, staring straight at him, and said word by word: "Feng Xiyan, a girl's hand isn't something that can be pulled just like that. Besides, I'm not familiar with you."

  Then I saw what was meant by "the storm is coming" on his face.

  Everyone else at the table was shocked by Feng Xiyan's expression, except for Qingkong and Qingyang who remained calm. As for me, I nonchalantly picked up my chopsticks and started eating rice.

  If I say it like this, he should stop bothering me from now on, right?

  How could a boy with such strong self-esteem endure public humiliation?

  So, this is a correct decision.

  I silently make excuses for my own behavior in my heart.

  The next second, I paid the price for this stupid idea of mine.

  I heard hissing sounds and screams coming from all directions.

  Next to my ear was a clear sky and sunshine that was almost transparent with cries of surprise and anger, as well as the patter of rain and the shouts of Li Zeran and others.