What words?

Looking at Huo Zizhao's unwavering expression, Song Canran sighed in his heart.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be escaped.

It seems that Ye Weifan's little problem can't escape.

She was about to confess when her phone rang.

"Hey," Huo Zizhao glanced at her, turned around and connected the phone.

What a life-saving call, she quickly took the opportunity to sneak out of the bedroom and into her parents' room.

At first, I was worried that he would come over and ask something after the call, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement, as if the goods were not going to be pursued.

Is it not pursued or jealous?

Song Cangran rubbed the corners of his forehead and called An Keke.

"Coco, what did the post say just now, I deleted it before I had time to read it."

"Fortunately, I took a screenshot, and I'll pass it on to you if you go online."

Song Cangran landed on his Penguin, and An Keke quickly sent a few pictures over.

Song Cangran flipped through it.

There is nothing new in the content of the post, saying that she is Ye Weifan's new assistant, and she uses her work to hook up with all kinds of shameless things, and then there are a few photos below.

The photo was obviously taken secretly on the day of the commercial, she tied a scarf for Ye Weifan, served him tea and water, and then the two sat together and talked or something, in fact, it was a very normal scene, but it looked very ambiguous under the photographer's ulterior motives.

"I'm still not your favorite best friend, but you secretly accompanied Brother Wei Fan out behind my back and didn't tell me!" An Keke sent another message, accompanied by a puffing expression.

"I was wrong, of course you are my favorite, next time even if it is the end of the earth, I will not leave you."

"I haven't taken a photo with Brother Weifan."

"What's there, I'll let him shoot it for you, and shoot it until you're happy."

"I also want him to sign autographs by hand, and every group photo is indispensable."

"No problem, whatever you say is what you say."

"The signature should be for my favorite coco."

"Yes, if he doesn't write it, I'll write it for you."

Fortunately, Ankeke is not a cautious person, and happily forgave her in a few words.

It would be nice if a certain vinegar jar was so easy to coax.

She looked at the few photos in front of her with a headache, in fact, she didn't feel that it was anything, it was not that the faces of the two were closer, in fact, they were still far apart, but the angle seemed very intimate.

With that guy's jealousy, I guess this matter can't be easily turned over.

She thought about it for a moment and went back to her bedroom, intending to sneak in and coax him, only to find that the door was locked.

Anti-locked?

She didn't lock the door, he locked it himself!

Song Canran didn't think about it, and knocked on the door decisively.

"Is there something wrong?"

She knocked on Huo Zizhao for a long time before opening the door, and her mood still didn't fluctuate, how indifferent and indifferent she was.

Song Canran felt that he had made a mistake, and he actually hoped that he would punish her shamelessly like before, which was better than being so indifferent at the moment.

"I haven't taken something."

She walked to her closet, pretending to look for clothes to wear tomorrow, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Huo Zizhao sitting on the bed, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, looking at the mobile phone, and didn't look at her at all.

She stopped looking for clothes, closed the cabinet door heavily, and climbed onto the bed.

Huo Zizhao finally faced her.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't be angry, okay? You know that Senior Ye and I are nothing. ”

Huo Zizhao didn't say anything, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

"How do you not get angry?" She sat down on top of him with all her might, cupped his face in her hands, and forced him to face herself.

Looking at each other, Huo Zizhao's eyes were dark.

"What do you think I'm angry about?"

"Senior Ye and I are just working, I have already reported to you, those photos are all angle problems, the situation is not what you see at all, we said we should trust each other."

"You don't realize your mistake at all, you think about it first, think about it and then tell me."

Huo Zizhao didn't seem satisfied, pushed her away and sat up.

"Where are you going?" She grabbed his arm again.

"You sleep here, I'll go next door."

Huo Zizhao brushed her hand away, her tone couldn't hear any emotion, and she walked away lightly.

Looking at his back, Song Cangran hatefully pounded the bed board.

She took the initiative to come over and explain, so to please him, should she let her chase after him again?

Vinegar jar, if he loves to sulk, just give birth to enough, it's better to sour him to death!

The next day, Song Cangran got up early in the morning and was making breakfast, and Huo Zizhao also got up.

"Wake up, breakfast will be ready soon."

She poked her head out of the kitchen and greeted him with a smile.

Huo Zizhao glanced at her lightly, didn't speak, turned his head and went into the bathroom.

Careful guy, how long will he be angry!

Song Cangran hated the spatula, and the poached eggs in the pot were all poked by her.

Fortunately, Huo Zizhao didn't leave with his sleeves up, and ate the breakfast she made with face, but he didn't talk much during the whole process, and he looked very cold and arrogant.

Song Canran looked at his indifferent handsome face, and secretly made up her mind, she didn't believe that she couldn't handle him.

The two went out to school together, and Song Cangran went to hold his hand, but he avoided him without knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Actually avoided it?

Who used to be dead and stubborn to grab her, why couldn't she get rid of her?

Song Cangran was slightly lost for a second, he was walking on long legs, and the person was already a few steps away.

Don't wait for her.

Song Canran followed, his eyes rolled, he suddenly screamed, deliberately stepped on the empty passage, and then sat down on the stairs.

"Ouch," she said, clutching her ankle as if she was in pain, "it hurts." ”

Huo Zizhao immediately turned back and reached out to help her up.

"No matter how you walk, you can wrestle well."

"It's not to chase you," her grievances were not pretended: "Who let you go so fast, knowing that people have short legs." ”

Huo Zizhao helped her to sit down on the corridor, took off his shoes, looked at her ankles, and gently pinched her big palm a few times.

Song Cangran frowned, pretending to be in pain and hissed a few times.

"Otherwise, you won't go to school today, and I'll ask for leave for you."

Hearing him say this, Song Cangran of course objected: "The final exam is coming soon, and I don't want to miss class." ”

Huo Zizhao didn't say anything, and reached out to help her up: "Can you walk?" ”

"It's okay, I can bear it."

She grabbed his arm and threw her whole body into his arms.

Smelling the familiar and reassuring breath of her, and feeling his warm body temperature, Song Canran sighed in her heart.

That's it, it's good for her to coax again, right?

She really didn't want a cold war anymore.

It's so unpleasant.

She was supported by Huo Zizhao and walked a few steps "with a limp", and the latter suddenly let go of her and walked in front of her and squatted down.

"Come up."

Staring at his broad back, Song Cangran leaned up happily, his hands tightly wrapped around his neck.

The faces of the two were next to each other, and when they tilted their heads, they saw his handsome side face.

Song Cangran pursed her lips and kissed him on the cheek.

"You're so nice."

Huo Zizhao didn't speak, and his thin lips raised almost invisibly.

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