Chapter 32: Pinch Your Little Fat Face

She thought she was here to find fault again, and so did the others.

Unexpectedly, the girl raised her eyebrows, put on a smile, and asked, "Classmate, do you want to go to the toilet together?"

Song Yaoyao, who had never been to school, never thought that the thing about girls on TV about going to the toilet together really existed.

She quietly followed behind the girl, who was a head taller than her. She followed the girl like a primary school student.

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and looked depressed.

As a famous aristocratic school in Fengcheng, Linan's facilities are not comparable to ordinary schools.

The two entered the bathroom one after the other, and Song Yaoyao looked at her condescendingly when she saw the other turn around.

Song Yaoyao frowned, "You want to trouble me too?" She moved her little hands quietly, if she could solve things with her fists, it wouldn't be a problem.

The girl's voice was soft and waxy, and her delicate little face was tensed, looking very serious.

Tang Xinrou was about to be turned into a cute one. She had endured it from the first lesson, and now she can't bear it anymore.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand, and when Song Yaoyao was caught off guard, he pinched her chubby cheek.

"Woooooo! So cute!"

Tang Xinrou was satisfied, and love was about to burst into his eyes.

"Hmm! What the hell are you doing (what)—" Song Yaoyao's painful tears came out all of a sudden, she glared accusingly at Tang Xinrou, who was still pinching her face, and she was about to cry.

"Ah!"

Tang Xinrou was going crazy, with an idiotic smile on her face. Song Yaoyao's small face was pinched red, and her eyes were hazy with tears.

Even if it is fierce, it is very cute!

Tang Xinrou coaxed, "You are so cute, let's be friends, okay?"

The irritable Song Yaoyao wanted to hit someone.

"not good."

Looking at Tang Xinrou's eyes, she felt that the other party had bad intentions.

"Eh? Why? Don't you hate Song Jingwan? Last time I was at the resort, I saw it~" Tang Xinrou blinked.

Song Yaoyao was stunned with tears in her eyes, as if there was no such person in her memory.

"Hey, the enemy of the enemy is the friend, think about it?"

The appearance of a girl is that kind of very aggressive and glamorous, which makes her look more mature than her actual age. At this time, he smiled and his eyes were full of light, and he sincerely reached out to Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao looked at her calmly, and the two exchanged glances.

then--

"Tang Xinrou."

"Song Yaoyao."

Two snow-white hands clasped.

At this time, neither of the two would have imagined that in the days to come, the other would become an indispensable friend in their lives.

*

Linan off-campus.

A luxury car leaned quietly by the side of the road.

People outside the school gate come and go, and from time to time someone looks at it through curiosity.

Huo Qi looked at his watch and looked up, suddenly stunned.

"Sir, look over there, isn't it Miss Song?"

After he came back, he was almost transferred from Huo Yunque's side, but in the end, he was still relying on him to be shameless, and Huo Wu was busy with other things, so he successfully stayed by Huo Yunque's side.

So far, he has been cautious every day, for fear of being driven away by Huo Yunque.

Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, his simple black shirt was elegant and low-key. He pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose and patiently read the last page of the document.

"Hey? Did Miss Song feel wronged at school? Why are her eyes red?" Huo Qi was surprised.

He looked to himself, not noticing the man's hand holding the document for a while, and finally sighed helplessly and slowly looked out the window.

The girl stood at the gate of the school where people came and went, holding a schoolbag, her eyes were red and the tip of her nose was red, like a poor little abandoned child.

Huo Ye: Whose poor little one? No one wants me to take it away?