Han Yue put his hands in his trouser pockets, his neat black hair, and his black eyebrows, which made his facial features deeper and more charming.

His eyes lowered, he glanced at the bag handed over by Gu Zhixia, and did not take it immediately, but slowly raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on Gu Zhixia's hanging head.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Is there money on the ground?"

Don't look at him, go and stare at the floor.

The floor is better than his?

However, what he didn't know was that Gu Zhixia was just told by Wen Yan and Jiang Wanfeng that her eyes were swollen badly, and she felt ugly, so she didn't want him to see it.

But apparently, this man misunderstood.

However, Gu Zhixia still didn't look up at him, shook the bag in his hand, motioned for him to take it, and said casually according to the words he and the boy next to him just now: "You don't look good, I'm afraid you'll be ugly."

When Han Yue heard this, he sneered in a low voice: "So self-aware, then you look up, I'll see what kind of ugly method it is."

The corners of the boy's eyes are raised, and he wants to smile or not, revealing the immodest appearance that he doesn't have on weekdays.

Bad, bad, bad.

The boys next to him who had just been stopped by Gu Zhixia were stunned.

He was used to seeing Han Yue's expressionless rejection of girls, and he had even seen Han Yue being pestered impatiently, with a cold and threatening look on his face, but he never knew that Han Yue had such a side to girls.

For a while, I could only open my mouth wide, feeling that it was going to rain red in the sky.

Gu Zhixia secretly rolled his eyes, simply stepped forward, directly pulled his arm, and then stuffed the bag heavily into his arms.

Run when you're done.

It was as if someone behind her was going to eat her.

Han Yue turned around, and what he saw was the back of a girl running like a rabbit, he squinted his eyes, and a trace of coldness rose in his eyes.

The boy next to him also seemed to notice his sudden cold aura, followed Han Yue's gaze, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Yue, what's wrong with you?" ”

Han Yue retracted his gaze, looked at the pink and tender bag in his arms, looked unpredictable, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, I just feel that some people don't clean up." ”

The aura is inexplicably a bit dangerous.

"Huh?" The boy couldn't figure out what he meant for a moment.

Han Yue didn't explain any more, and entered the class expressionlessly carrying a bag with a painting style that didn't match him.

The boy followed with hindsight, shocked in his heart.

Brother Yue actually accepted the little girl's things......

Brother Yue actually accepted the little girl's things!

What does this mean?!

……

When Gu Zhixia returned to work, he happened to ring the preparatory bell.

The representative of the mathematics class collected the test papers on the podium, Gu Zhixia glanced at his desk, there was no mathematics test paper of his own, she gave it to Li Tong when she left, didn't she give it to her?

Thinking of this, Gu Zhixia turned his head, "Li Tong, did you give me my roll?"

Li Tong was endorsing the book, and when he heard the words, his expression was surprised: "You didn't have that?"

Gu Zhixia nodded.

"Wait a minute" Li Tong threw down a sentence, immediately turned his head, and looked at the few boys diagonally behind, "What about Gu Zhixia's volume, have you copied it and returned it?" ”

"Rolls?"

The boy who spoke was Jian Chuan, who was usually skinless, but his grades were at the bottom, but his mouth was notoriously sweet, and he coaxed teachers and classmates around.

It took a while to borrow Xueba's paper from Li Tong just now.

When he wrote it, many people came to copy it.

Later, when he finished copying, he waited to go to the bathroom, so he put it on the table and let them copy it.

Now, I suddenly remembered this scroll.

His face changed slightly, and he looked at his tablemate, "Jiang Yu, is the roll with you?"

"Nope! I didn't write a few questions, so I copied them before you! ”

Jiang Yu hurriedly returned.

Jian Chuan hissed, stood up, and asked the people in the two rows behind, "Did you see Gu Zhixia's scroll?"