Parted on bad terms.
After Tong Su finished eating, she brought the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen with a cold face to wash them. Huo Xuanxi took them and said, "I'll do it. You go to school first."
The little girl was so angry that her cheeks were stained with an angry red. She glanced at him and said, "Whatever you want! My parents are coming back today. You'd better leave quickly and clean up the house. Don't stay." trace!"
After saying that, without waiting for the man to speak, he turned around and walked out the door with his schoolbag.
Huo Xuanxi closed his eyes helplessly and rubbed his temples with his fingers.
I just feel that it was easier to design a new IU-186 sniper rifle customized by the military than it is now to discipline a little girl who falls in love early.
Tong Su had been performing extremely well all morning, and it was so satisfying. It was rare for him in this world to be in chaos if he cared about her, and to be tricked by her, Tong Su's energy was so high that he almost flew into the air.
She went out very early and when she arrived at school, the classroom was empty except for a few students in simple clothes who were reading silently.
Although Tong Su has the memory of the original owner, she has never met Huo Ershao and Tang Nuoyu, so it is best to meet them first.
She found her seat and sat down, put on her earplugs, took out her textbook, and began to recite softly. Unknowingly, the time reached 7:50, and the classroom gradually became lively, and everyone was here.
Tong Su took off her earplugs, put down her book and stood up. The classroom was quiet for a moment.
Countless glances drifted towards her, filled with interest and ridicule.
Tong Su just pretended that she couldn't see him, with a slight sadness in her eyes. She left the classroom alone and went to the class next door. She pulled the sleeve of a boy at the door and spoke softly.
"Classmate, I'm looking for Huo Xuan'an."
The person she stopped was a tall boy. He glanced at her, chuckled, and walked into the classroom.
After a moment, he turned around, folded his arms, and said lazily: "The second young master is not here."
But at this moment, the sounds of Er Shao Huo and Tang Nuoyu clearly coming from the classroom were chatting and joking!
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Cao family.
Huo Xuanxi first put away all the tableware, then carefully simmered chicken soup in the pot according to the recipe, then started cleaning the house and helping her organize the thick exercise books and textbooks on the desk.
The little girl is in her first year of high school. Mingfeng is an aristocratic school, but ordinary students who get into the school based on their grades are still under great pressure. She stays up late to do questions and gets up early to endorse and study. She is so tired, so she has to make up for it...
If at this time, a member of the Huo family was here and saw the hands of his majestic head, who were only used to kill people and design military blueprints.
At this time, I was holding a broom and sweeping the floor awkwardly but seriously.
I'm afraid my eyes will pop out!
The desk is well organized, and the little girl is not into throwing things away. In the open exercise book, the calculation steps are written carefully and carefully on the side. The strokes are as smooth as flowing water, and the handwriting is very beautiful.
Huo Xuanxi flipped through a few pages and found that all the titles were correct. There was a proud admiration in his eyes, and even a bit of indescribable pride.
At this moment, he saw the gift box on the table next to him.
The lid of the box was opened halfway, revealing the vague love letter inside, with a few lines of love poetry in the middle just exposed.
The boy's handwriting is pretty good, but compared to the little girl, it's like heaven and earth.
Next to it, half of the photo frame was covered with books. On the exposed half, there was a little girl smiling with hope. The boy had only one arm outside.
"To my dearest Tongyang, your boyfriend—"
A heart was drawn with pink crayons, and a line of words fell on the photo, with the last few words being blocked.
… Just grab the picture frame.
Who is that boy, what is his name, and what does he look like.
That's it, it's clear
Huo Xuanxi's sharp and deep eyes flashed with a cold and thick blackness.
He slowly raised his hand.