Huo Zizhao casually threw away a box of biscuits in his hand, pushed away a few more gifts with his long fingers, and looked at the familiar little face that was revealed.

It was Song Canran's big head sticker, smiling brightly at him.

It turned out that she had secretly done this that day.

He quickly threw away everything in the desk, and saw several Song Canran stickers pasted under the drawer, arranged in a heart shape.

He stared blankly at the picture, and the girls stared blankly at him.

Is there magic under the table?

They watched the anger on Huo Zizhao's body disappear in an instant, and his eyes were so beautiful and gentle, they were simply fascinated.

During recess, as soon as Huo Zizhao left the classroom, several girls surrounded Mingya.

"Hey, newcomer, what is your relationship with Huo Zizhao?"

"We're classmates."

"You also said," a girl pushed her: "Why did you go to school with him this morning, and you still call him Zizhao, when we can't hear it." ”

"Did you know each other before and then transfer together?"

"Not really."

"Why did he snatch the bag back for you that day?"

Mingya bit her lip, as if speechless.

The girls were very angry, how could the male god in their minds be taken away like this.

A girl walked over and opened Huo Zizhao's desk, and then saw a heart-shaped headpost inside.

"Huh?"

She reached out to touch it, and the girls rushed over when they saw this.

"Who is this?"

"Why did Huo Zizhao put her photo on his desk and put it in the shape of a heart!"

"I just saw him staring at these pictures in a daze, as if he was still laughing."

"Nasty, where did the vixen come from!"

At first, the girl bent her fingers unconvinced, trying to pick out the photos, but her fingertips had just touched the photos, and a cold voice came from behind her.

"What are you doing?"

"Huo, Huo Zizhao?"

She turned her face and met Huo Zizhao's sharp gaze, and her scalp was numb with fright.

"I ......" she retracted her hand, she was still infatuated with Huo Zizhao just now, and now her face turned white with fright: "Just take a look." ”

Just take a look?

Huo Zizhao ignored her, walked over with a handsome face, looked down at the photo on the drawer, stretched out his long fingers, and rubbed it gently on the photo, as if he hated being touched by that girl.

Looking at his solemn appearance, the girls were hit by 10,000 critical points in their hearts, and they wanted to ask who the person in the photo was, but they were afraid to hear that answer.

Huo Zizhao wiped the photo, and a cold voice came out: "Don't leave yet?" ”

The girls came back to their senses, looked at him reluctantly, and walked out unwillingly.

"This is my girlfriend." His voice drifted again.

Girlfriend?

Is it really his girlfriend?

He's got a girlfriend!

The hearts of all the girls were broken.

Huo Zizhao closed the table and announced coldly: "I'll just say it once, whoever dares to touch my girlfriend in the future, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Everyone was speechless.

It's just a few photos, is that really appropriate?

Having said that, he was like this in a few photos, how happy he would be if he were a real person.

The hearts of the girls melted again.

Although you can't find the girl in the photo to be angry, it's not impossible.

Mingya was pushed aside, and a girl came over and deliberately hit her hard.

"Oops." She was knocked against the corner of the table, grunting in pain.

"I'm sorry," the girl apologized perfunctorily, "I didn't see you here." ”

"It's okay." She grinned and sat back in her seat.

"Snort, I thought she was really familiar with Huo Zizhao, shameless."

"Everyone has a girlfriend, and they deliberately make it up."

Listening to the ridicule around her, she clenched her fists, and her face was extremely ugly.