Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy Chapter 8: The small jaw was pinched by his long fingers

The boy didn't seem to hear her.

He had a tall and thin body, sat up straight, then bowed his waist and squatted under the desk with her.

The long fingers with well-defined knuckles pinched the paper ball and slowly unfolded it.

Wen Ruan wanted to grab it back, but he stretched out his other hand and put his palm on her forehead, preventing her from getting close.

His palm was warm and cold, just like his people.

Out of the corner of Wen Ruan's eyes, she saw him unfold the paper ball, and her narrow, pitch-black eyes swept across the content on it. She closed her eyes and wailed in her heart.

Frozen three feet, not a day's cold.

She knows that trying to ease the relationship between the two is not something that can be done in a short time.

But don't get me wrong!

"Student Huo, listen to me..."

He swept to her, his eyes were deep, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and his smile seemed to seep through the cold, "Seduce me and kick it away again?"

The two were close, and a faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose.

It wasn't the offensive rouge and perfume that emanated from her.

His slender black eyes landed on her little face without makeup.

The skin can be broken by blowing bombs, and it is tender enough to squeeze out water.

Compared to the usual cheesy look with heavy make-up, it has a little more delicate and smart air.

Wen Ruan didn't notice the deep meaning that flashed in his eyes. She frowned tightly, feeling that her mouth was full of chicken feathers, and she couldn't explain it clearly.

The geography teacher on the stage noticed the abnormality behind him. He knocked on the podium, "What are the students in the back doing?"

Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat and wanted to stand up, but the next second, the small, tender jaw was pinched by the young man's two slender fingers.

He approaches her.

The cold, snow-like breath rushed into the tip of the nose, and the young man's cold and handsome face was close at hand. Her jaw was lifted, and she was forced to meet his dark and cold eyes.

"Wen Ruan," he licked his back molar with the tip of his tongue, calling her name for the first time, word by word, "Don't provoke me again, understand?"

When the geography teacher was about to reach the last row, he took the first step into the chair.

"What did you guys just do?"

Wen Ruan bit her head and stood up. Compared to her embarrassment and panic, the young man beside her seemed calm. He slowly stood up from the chair, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stared at Geography with his dark eyes. Teacher, "She just confessed to me," he sneered, half a smile, "but I rejected her. She's not worthy of licking a dog like her."

Who is Wen Ruan's licking dog, all the classmates at Isa Noble School know.

When his voice fell, the classroom was silent for a few seconds, followed by a burst of laughter.

The geography teacher looked at the two worst students in the class, how bad their faces were, "Wen Ruan, is what he said true?"

Wen Ruan clenched her hands into fists, took a deep breath, nodded, and said in a clear voice, "It's true."

The geography teacher looked at Wen Ruan, who clearly had an angelic face, but was arrogant and domineering and didn't pay attention to the school rules, and said angrily, "Go and stand outside, you don't have to attend this class!"

"Okay, no problem." She grinned, soft and sweet, bright and radiant.

The geography teacher was so angry that her blood pressure rose sharply.

Looking at Wen Ruan's slender back walking towards the door, Huo Hannian narrowed his eyes.

Wen Ruan stood until the end of get out of class, and was called by the geography teacher to the office for some education.

Isa Noble High School is basically a day student, and it's time to dismiss.

The students in Class 10 were almost gone, Shen Chuan stood at the door of the classroom and looked at Wen Ruan worriedly, "Sister Ruan, are you alright, I heard Wen Yin say that you changed your strategy, but also There is no need to let the teacher know!"

"You go to the milk tea shop and wait for me, and I'll tell you later." Wen Ruan glanced at Huo Hannian, who was sitting on a chair playing games with his legs wide open, and walked towards him.