Song Canran glanced at him angrily, and ran forward again.

Huo Zizhao twisted the throttle and immediately followed.

Then, Song Canran ran fast and he was fast, and the other party was slow and slow, always following her left and right without hurrying, like a dog skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.

He was already handsome, and on the playground, he looked extremely stylish riding on a motorcycle in black, and he had a sense of immediacy on the street, which attracted many girls to point fingers at him.

Listening to the unbridled roar of the locomotive, Song Canran couldn't figure out how the school allowed him to drive the car in.

After running a few laps, Song Cangran couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply stopped, put his hands around his chest, and looked at him defiantly.

"Hehe, why are you following me, it can't be that you have a crush on me and want to confess to me, right?"

"Crush on you?" Huo Zizhao's contemptuous gaze looked her up and down a few times, and finally stopped somewhere, with an extremely disdainful expression: "Dog, you didn't look in the mirror when you got up this morning, did you?" ”

You are a dog, and your whole family is a dog.

Song Canran found that this person still had the potential for a poisonous tongue, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it made people want to flatten.

"Of course I've looked in the mirror, and I'm taking it seriously," she deliberately touched her cheek narcissistically: "My face is pure natural and unpolluted, and it can be broken by blowing, and some perverts just like me as a budding underage girl." ”

"Heh, it's still blowing and breaking, it's the cowhide that is blowing," Huo Zizhao sneered, and his long arm naturally stretched forward and twisted it on her fleshy little face.

It feels so good, it's slippery and tender, as if it will be punctured with a little more force.

Huo Zizhao couldn't say how he could suddenly make this move, but he subconsciously did it.

Looking at Song Canran's angry eyes, he twisted two more handfuls on it before withdrawing his hand casually.

"There's something in your face."

What about the deceitful ghost, Song Cangran covered his cheek that was pinched by him, wiped it in disgust where he had touched it, and heard his lazy voice: "It's a little thick." ”

“……”

Is she being molested?

Song Cangran was angry and annoyed, but there was no trace of anger on his face, and he said with a smile, "Hey, you also have something on you." ”

Huo Zizhao raised his eyebrows and looked at her little hand towards him steadily, but he didn't expect Song Canran to raise his foot coldly and kick him his calf bone.

"It's a bit cheap!"

With a thud, she could clearly hear the bones being kicked, and she quickly turned and ran away.

Huo Zizhao grinned and dusted off his trouser legs, and suddenly found that people are not good-looking, this small tablet is not ordinary violence.

Song Canran also can't equate this man with the cold-faced god who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain ten years later, it was too naïve.

After entering the classroom, she walked to her seat, and Zhang Yongxi grabbed her anxiously: "Don't sit, your chair is not clean." ”

She looked down and saw a layer of glue on her seat.

Gao Yifei in the back position leaned on the back of the chair with a grin, folded his legs, stretched out in front of her, and the meaning of provocation was very strong.

"Clean it up for me." Don't guess, the glue is Gao Yifei.

"Dirty? Lick it yourself," Gao Yifei raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this just your appetite?" Song Canran, you just have a bad stomach, pretending to be Zhang Yongxi's friend on the surface, but in fact, you don't know how much jealous of her in your heart, and try to frame her. ”