Even this little fool is so sweet.

As he spoke, he sneaked a look at him.

After feeling that he hadn't been noticed, he secretly poked a sigh of relief.

It looks like a hamster stealing food.

The sunlight dyed the girl's soft short hair with a layer of light gold, which looked shaggy.

Lovely.

I want to masturbate.

Han Zhao is not a plush controller.

This time, for the first time, I understood the feeling of plush control.

The young man hooked his lips silently, his long eyelashes were half drooping, and the emotions in his eyes were a little unclear.

It's just that his face is still nonchalant.

Gu Qianqian didn't know what Han Zhao was writing to her.

So slow.

But the little girl who has been reading seriously since school doesn't really want to continue reading at this time.

A combination of work and rest.

It was quiet and silent.

After a while, Gu Qianqian, who was holding milk tea, was a little bored.

He asked Hachi again.

"Then why do they like Han Zhao?"

In the memory of the original owner, she seemed to be so madly infatuated with Han Zhao.

Obsessed with being willing to make himself unrecognizable for the sake of his casual words.

Just to get that little bit of the possibility of being liked by him.

Gu Qianqian didn't quite understand such emotions.

Xiao Ba, who had been cheated once, was very vigilant, and after thinking for a while, he vaguely gave an answer that he thought was very safe.

"Because he's handsome."

When the little girl got this answer, she was a little thoughtful.

His gaze fell back on the boy.

Tsai took a closer look.

The boy sat across from her, helping her draw the point.

The ink hair is soft, and the sunlight shines into the young man's tea eyes, melting away the coldness inside little by little, leaving only a shallow softness.

The whole person looks fluffy and rarely soft.

The inky broken hair on his forehead swayed slightly with his movements, and the young man's thin lips were pursed, and he looked handsome and quiet when he was thinking seriously.

Gu Qianqian's gaze moved down along the young man's beautiful facial features, swept over the fair-skinned neck and good-shaped collarbone, and landed on the hand holding the carbon pen.

The fingers are slender and the joints are distinct.

Probably aware of her gaze, he raised his eyelashes, cast his gaze at her carelessly, looked at her for a second, and then moved away weakly.

"Hmm......"

Gu Qian thought for a moment.

In my heart, I agree with what Hachi said.

"It's very handsome."

The boy's hand holding the pen paused.

The thin and soft lips are slightly pursed, and the emotions in the cold tea eyes are flat and detached.

The tips of his ears turned red.

He flipped a page to hide his unusual pause.

Gu Qianqian took another sip of milk tea.

"And give me something to eat."

The little girl chewed the pearl and commented with great satisfaction.

"He's a good guy."

Han Zhao, who was suddenly issued a good person card, "......"

He frowned slightly, and then quickly unfolded.

Never mind.

He had something to do with a little girl who didn't know anything.

From the moment he could hear the conversation between Gu Qianqian and the inexplicable ball that seemed to be still alive, he understood.

His new tablemate doesn't look like a normal person.

You can also smash tables with your bare hands.

He couldn't.

The boy casually pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

I don't want to admit that the suppression of the force value makes him feel unhappy for a moment.

After Han Zhao wrote all the key points of today's class to Gu Qianqian's textbook, he was about to hand the textbook to her, when he heard the little girl add softly.

"I like him too."