Fishing but I don't understand it×Slow but cheap-tongued and loves to talk nonsense
Tan Zhiyuan was cheerful and cheerful to the outside world, but when he saw Song Wuyou, he turned into an innocent boy, completely lost and overwhelmed, unable to cope with it.
Song Wuyou looks like a sweet girl, but Weibo is afraid that she always has a cold face towards strangers, and generally people she doesn't know well dare not get close to her.
The strange thing is that this new arrival, a popular academic and a heartthrob, always gets involved with me because of various coincidences?
Want to ask clearly but run away at the first touch?
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"But you're not bad either. You were the principal's daughter when you were a kid! Even though you're pretending, you're still very intimidating."
Song Wuyou: "Then do you think this is still effective now? Let's try the same trick again..."
"That's bad, I think this kid is pretty good, but you will always be the principal's daughter in my heart." Huang Jiyue patted Song Wuyou on the shoulder with sincerity.
"I have a reason for that, and you don't know it!" Before Song Wuyou finished speaking, he felt someone walking past him, causing a little breeze to fall on his fingertips.
She couldn't help but look sideways, it was Tan Zhiyuan.
Song Wuyou felt an inexplicable guilt in her heart. She saw him pause at the corner of the corridor, glanced over briefly, and then inadvertently looked away after noticing her gaze.
It was still dark, and the first thing that was reddened by the first sunset glow was not the sky, but Tan Zhiyuan's ears.
Song Wuyou saw it and deliberately avoided his sight.
Isn't it, the act of pretending to be the principal's daughter, which is greedy for fame, fame, love and vanity, is so annoying? His face turned red with anger and he didn't even bother to look over?
Song Wuyou suddenly felt a sadness of being wronged.
Tan Zhiyuan turned around the corridor and quietly touched his red earlobe. No one should notice.
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It's sweet! HE is a sour and sweet story, partial to a group portrait
Purpose: All ordinary stories in youth are precious