Looking down at his gaze, Xia Zuo realized that she had accidentally pinched a page of the photo album tightly, and now the page had become wrinkled.
Xia Zuo quickly let go of her hand and found that she couldn't hold on, so she actually grabbed the last page... Looking at the two people hugging each other intimately on the page, she felt her face was burning a little again.
"Teacher, do you like this page very much?" he asked, and while she was stunned, he put his hands on the table, just in time to hold Xia Zuo in his arms.
Xia Zuo, who suddenly came back to his senses, pushed him hard, but his broad shoulders could not move no matter how hard she pushed. Xia Zuo said angrily: "What are you doing?!"
He deliberately possessed him and whispered in her ear: "Teacher, are you afraid of me?"
"Who is afraid of you!"
"Then teacher..." He blew hot air into her ear, "Why are you blushing?"
"Nan Haoxiang!" Xia Zuo screamed. Nan Haoxiang finally let her go and lazily put his hands in his pockets. His blue eyes reminded Xia Zuo of a Persian cat basking in the afternoon sun.
Bah! It’s just him who has defiled the cat!
Xia Zuo despised herself fiercely. Nan Haoxiang looked at her red face with interest and said, "Teacher, I see that you like that picture so much, so I will give you a personal experience."
"Who told you I liked that photo?"
"Teacher, isn't this right on your desk?" He smiled, with a bad taste in the curve of his mouth.
"I..." He just ran to the office? Didn't he go on a date with his sister?
"And..." He lowered his head and approached her, "Teacher, you look like the girl above."
Xia Zuo's heart suddenly jumped, not only because of his words, but also because of the faint smell of him that was unique to a young man. Xia Zuo suddenly felt that he didn't recognize him anymore. The playful light in his eyes and the mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth were all...
The cold and stinky Nan Haoxiang she had in mind was completely different.