"Not good." Song Cangran glanced at him, tugged the tip of the pen hard, and said viciously: "Let go." ”

Huo Zizhao slowly let go, his eyes still looking at her.

"I'll just say yes."

“……”

The two of them, who is more shameless?

The desks in the classroom were two small tables put together, and Song Cangran moved his desk out a little to keep an appropriate distance from him.

Well, she admits that the action is childish, but who made her stand at this table.

Fortunately, Huo Zizhao didn't harass her anymore, with eight classes a day and evening self-study, he slept on the table for most of the day, which was in line with his scumbag personality.

As long as Song Canran doesn't bother himself, he can do whatever he wants.

However, does he still want to surpass himself like this?

She could only hehe.

After the evening self-study, Song Canran walked out with his schoolbag on his back, and Zhang Yongxi timidly followed: "Canran, let's go together." ”

She turned her head and followed Gao Yifei with Zhang Yongxi every step of the way, and she didn't even bother to say anything about refusal.

"Ran ......" Zhang Yongxi looked at her expression, as if she would cry in the next second.

Song Cangran frowned, and was about to turn around and walk away, when his shoulder was light, and his schoolbag was snatched away.

On her side, Huo Zizhao hung her schoolbag on her shoulder, put his big palm on her small shoulder, and hugged her out of the classroom without saying a word.

He is tall, and the 1.53-meter-old Song Cangran is like a chick in front of him, and he has no power to fight back.

One is tall and the other is petite.

The man's tall body completely enveloped the girl.

Looking at the past from behind, it is an extremely caring scene.

Zhang Yongxi bit her lip, and jealousy swelled in her heart.

She didn't believe that with her charm, she couldn't compare to Song Canran, a yellow-haired girl.

Originally, she was just interested in Huo Zizhao, but now, she vowed to let this man fall under her pomegranate skirt.

It wasn't until he was taken out of the teaching building that Song Canran struggled to shake off Huo Zizhao.

"You're sick, why are you arresting me?"

"Kindness is not reciprocated, I can't see that I am helping you out."

"Hehe, I thank you.

Song Canran laughed angrily again: "Return the schoolbag to me." ”

Huo Zizhao picked up her schoolbag with one hand and raised it above her head: "Take it yourself." ”

He was already much taller than her, and even though Song Cangran stretched his short arm to the longest, he was still separated from the schoolbag by a distance of thousands of rivers and mountains.

And when her fingertips could reach the strap of her schoolbag, Huo Zizhao lifted it up badly.

Watching her jump up and down like a kitten, a faint smile oozed from the man's eyes, and he reached out and rubbed the top of her shaggy hair.

"It's a real file."

“……”

Song Canran took a deep breath, stopped caring about the schoolbag, and turned around and walked forward.

It's stupid.

She has lived two lives, and her mental age is more than several times more mature than this guy, how can she still go crazy with him.

Sure enough, IQ is contagious.

After only knowing each other for a few days, her IQ was lowered by him.

Walking out of the campus, there was the familiar roar of a locomotive behind her, and her little face turned white.

Sure enough, Huo Zizhao drove the locomotive to stop in front of her, took out a women's helmet with long legs, and handed it over.

She didn't answer, Huo Zizhao didn't care, leaned slightly, and pressed the helmet directly on her head.

The helmet was a little heavy, and Song Canran hadn't reacted yet, he had already put it on her, and before it was over, his long fingers picked up a few strands of long hair that were messed up, and gently pulled her behind her ears.

Little by little, his fingertips rubbed lightly against her cheek.

The two were face to face.

A stone's throw away.