"Although she is a little fat, she... Seems to be very cute." One of the boys muttered to himself.
The other boys immediately became interested, hooked his shoulder and said, "why don't you... Go after her?"
The boy quickly waved his hand: "no, no, no, just appreciation..."
In fact, there was another sentence he didn't say. It's enough to appreciate it. If it's used as a girlfriend - forget it
"Cut, I think you're afraid you can't catch up!"
"I won't catch up with her? Don't be funny, will you?"
Their conversation fell into Hou Xiaofeng's ear word by word, and his fist on his side unconsciously shook up.
This group of people discussed he Xiaojie in this way of wagering and teasing, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. But he felt that it was just because they had been classmates for three years, just because they had such a virtual relationship on the Internet.
After being affirmed by the public, he Xiaojie became more and more relaxed and natural, and completely entered the state. Even in some times, he stole a lot of the limelight from Luo Yichen.
However, Luo Yichen didn't care. It would be great if he could not say a word. Just stand here and listen to what he Xiaojie said and occasionally say "uh huh, right, right" and so on.
Maybe the lights on the stage are too dreamy. Maybe he Xiaojie tonight is much more beautiful than usual. For a moment, Hou Xiaofeng also felt that he Xiaojie is really cute
Thinking of this, he twisted his arm hard: it's terrible! It's horrible! How could he have such an idea!
He Xiaojie secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart until she finished the final fashion show. This time, she gave herself 100 points!
Just as she was about to step down behind Luo Yichen, a boy walked quickly off the stage with a large bunch of flowers.
As he walked, he took a gust of air and blew the bangs on his forehead. That posture, that style, the whole domineering President
He Xiaojie was shocked: is he... Going to send flowers to her? It's impossible. In full view of the public... Give it to Luo Yichen? This is the first time a boy has sent her flowers.
She grew up thinking about such scenes countless times. The handsome prince, riding a white horse and holding flowers, came towards himself in the afterglow of the sunset.
But after she saw the boy's face, she didn't want that bunch of flowers very much. The boy looks not like the president at all, but very much like cow dung suitable for inserting flowers
Just when she was stunned and despised, the boy suddenly rushed over and gave her a big bear hug. Before he Xiaojie reacted, he just handed the flowers in his hand to her.
He Xiaojie skimmed her lips and finally accepted: "thank you."
Hou Xiaofeng has been sitting in the last row, watching the scene on the stage. He has an impulse to rush up and beat up the boy!
Especially when he saw he Xiaojie smiling brightly at the boy on the stage, his impulse to beat him up became stronger and stronger
Why is his heart so uncomfortable? The stomach is sour. Is this the legendary jealousy?
No, it must not be true! How could he be jealous of that man and woman he Xiaojie!