The next morning at school, Xia Zuo suddenly found that a corridor that must be passed by to the office was overcrowded.
Countless girls gathered together and whispered, and the object of discussion was Nan Haoxiang leaning on the railing.
Seeing Xia Zuo coming, he walked towards her with an evil smile on his face, which was completely different from his cold appearance just now.
"Teacher." He stopped in front of her, possessed himself and looked at her in a straight line, "Student, how does the cookies I made taste like?"
"Coax!" The girls around them suddenly became a furious. They didn't expect that the new beautiful teacher not only had a close relationship with His Highness You, but also seemed to have a connection with Master Nan!
Xia Zuo didn't like this noisy feeling. The scene of being punished last night appeared clearly in his mind, and his lips were still vaguely painful. She didn't want to get entangled with him: "Classmate, is this the first time you did this?
It tastes pretty good.”
Not praising or criticizing is the best attitude to alienation.
Nan Haoxiang showed a sad look on his face, and he raised his hand to show Xia Zuo: "Teacher, is it just good? I even hurt my hand in order to make cookies for you."
His slender fingers that can play beautiful notes on the piano keys were pasted with a piece of ok tone. There was no trick, just the most ordinary flesh color, but it looked particularly beautiful when contrasted with his fair skin color.
Xia Zuo ignored the soft touch of a certain part of his heart: "How did you do it?"
I have never heard of having to cut my fingers when making cookies.
"It broke the bowl when beating the eggs. It took a lot of effort to pick it up."