To The Lovely You

   These days, He Xiaojie can be said to be living a prosperous life. She has never been so happy in her life.

  In the school, large and small activities have begun to find her, and there are so many activities that they can't handle it. So far, her figure is active in every corner of the campus every day, and her popularity is getting higher and higher.

  Although, she is still so fat, or even fatter than before. However, more and more people like her.

   Every day she walks on campus, countless people will come forward to greet her.

   "You are the hostess of that party, right? You are really talented!"

   "I really appreciate you, let's be friends!"

   "Actually, you are not fat at all, you are very cute!"

   Not only that, but there are suddenly many admirers behind her, and there are even a few high-quality male gods with good looks and backgrounds.

  He Xiaojie looked up at the clear winter sky, then took a deep breath and closed her eyes happily.

   She has a hunch: the cold winter is about to pass, and her spring... is coming soon!

   Sure enough, she had just opened her eyes when a boy who looked exactly like the male **** Yangyang walked towards her.

   In his hands, he was holding a bouquet of bright red roses. His smile is brighter than flowers. His voice is even more beautiful than the male **** Yangyang.

   "Xiaojie... Excuse me, can I call you that?" The boy stood in front of her, looking down at her with a smile.

   Looking at the face that was exactly the same as her own male god, He Xiaojie only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and nodded dully: "Yes."

   The smile on the boy's lips was even deeper: "Perhaps, this is the first time you see me, but... I have been watching you silently in the corner for a long time."

  He Xiaojie's eyes were firmly locked by his beautiful smile, and he couldn't move it at all.

   "Really?" She muttered to herself, reached out to take the flowers in his hand, and took a deep breath in her arms.

   "Do you like the flowers I gave you? If you want, I will send you flowers every day from now on." The boy took a step closer to her, "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is..."

   Before he could introduce himself, a cold male voice came from behind him: "Stay away from her!"

  The two turned their heads in surprise at the same time, only to see Hou Xiaofeng appearing out of nowhere, squeezing his body into the gap between the two bodies, looking at the boy with his head raised, and said, "What do you want to do!"

  He Xiaojie angrily grabbed his collar and threw him aside: "Hou Xiaofeng, I have nothing to do with you here, go to the side to cool off for me!"

   Hou Xiaofeng struggled to get up from the ground and wiped his chin: "Who said it's nothing to do with me?"

  He Xiaojie snorted coldly, looked down at him condescendingly and crossed her hips: "Excuse me, who gave me flowers, and it has something to do with you?"

   "Of course it has something to do with it!" Hou Xiaofeng took a step closer to her, and suddenly the domineering president lifted his upper body, pulled the flowers in He Xiaojie's hand over, and threw them on the ground.

   Not only that, but he seemed to be displeased and stomped on it again.

   "Hou Xiaofeng, are you itchy again! Are you trying to quarrel with me again!" He Xiaojie rolled up her sleeves, looking like she was going to have a big fight with him.

   "Yes! I just wanted to... quarrel with you!" Hou Xiaofeng took another step forward, and the two stood face to face with their chins raised.

   "Come, come! I'm afraid of you!"

   "Classmate, why are you like this..." The boy stepped forward angrily, just trying to find Hou Xiaofeng's theory, but was mercilessly interrupted.

   "Shut up!" He Xiaojie and Hou Xiaofeng turned their heads and glared at him at the same time, saying viciously. Seemingly unhappy that he interrupted the war of words between the two of them.

   Immediately afterwards, they left him to the side and started another endless war of words...