After wearing the book, I became the villain’s little fan girl

　　 Jiang Yao subconsciously looked up.

　　 The cold face of the boy came into view, and my heart couldn't help being surprised.

　　 Immediately after the brow curled.

　　 Before she could speak, Yan Zhi reached out and took the lunch box.

　　 The weight in his hand disappeared suddenly.

　　 The little girl has eyes full of joy, and her tone is charming that she has never noticed, "Didn't you leave?"

　　 Yan Zhi did not answer.

　　 just looked down at her and asked, "Are there any more."

　　 Jiang Yao nodded quickly, and pointed to the guard room.

　　 "There is another one over there."

　　 turned to think of the heavier weight of another lunch box, his delicate little face couldn't help but climb up in distress, "But the one over there is heavier."

　　The boy followed her fingers and saw the food box outside the guard, exactly the same as in his hand.

　　 He shook his head slightly, "It's okay."

　　 then took a step forward.

　　 Jiang Yao followed closely.

　　 "Why don't I mention this, you can help me mention that."

　　 reached out and tried to take the lunch box in Yan Zhi's hand, but was easily dodged.

　　 couldn't help but look up.

　　 The height of the person next to him is too slender, Jiang Yao can only see his Adam's apple rolling, and his cold voice overflows.

　　 with a bit of tolerance, "I'm coming."

　　 "Good."

　　 Jiang Yao nodded.

　　 Talking.

　　 The two have arrived in front of the guard room.

　　 Just now, Miss Jiang was helpless with the lunch box, and Yan Zhi easily picked it up.

　　 effortlessly.

　　 Jiang Yao changed into star eyes, and rainbow fart followed.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 "Yan Zhi, how can you be so good!"

　　 "Oh my God, what a treasure duck are you!"

　　 Turning to think of myself, I can't help but sigh how the difference between people is so big.

　　 couldn't help but boast again, "So handsome!"

　　 The boy’s earlobes were secretly flushed.

　　 It's a pity that no one noticed it.

　　 He pursed his lips, spoke in a steady tone as he walked, and said, "I'm used to it."

　　 Zhou Hui is weak, and he does many things.

　　 Jiang Yao naturally thought of this, and his heart hurt.

　　淦!

　　 Brother is really too difficult.

　　 also remembered that in the original text, Yan Zhi felt a little inferior due to family reasons.

　　 suddenly grabbed the corner of the person next to him.

　　 In the juvenile's suspicious eyes, she narrowed her smile and looked serious, "Yan Zhi, you are a very good person!"

　　 "Good looking, good study, good character, good everywhere! Even if everyone thinks you are not good, you are super good in my eyes! You know?"

　　 Everyone thinks him bad, does she think he is good too?

　　 The heart was hit suddenly.

　　 There is an unknown emotional overflow.

　　 Yan Zhi looked down slightly.

　　 The little girl is looking at him with her head up, and there is a microcosm of him in the clean deer eyes besides being serious.

　　 My heart is burning.

　　 He squeezed out from his dry voice, "Okay."

　　 Jiang Yao raised his smile again.

　　 turned his head and talked to him about the doorman who was just now, his tone was sometimes amazed and sometimes envious.

　　 "He is so funny!"

　　 "Also, their hot pot is really amazing!"

　　 The young man listened quietly, and occasionally echoed.

　　 It seems that this scorching summer is not so intolerable.

　　 White clouds flow in the sky.

　　 The two returned to the classroom.

　　 Yan Zhi put the lunch box in his hand on the table.

　　 "Finally I can make a meal!"

　　Ms. Jiang cheered, and her little hand numbly opened the lid.

　　 The fragrance immediately overflowed.

　　 "Huh, why not?" She looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs inside, wrinkled her little nose in disgust for the first time.

　　 quickly closed the lid again and took another one.

　　 has not been fully opened, there is a faint fragrance of rice.

　　 The movement of his hands could not help speeding up.

　　 The lid was lifted aside.

　　 Stomach Congee!

　　 ah ah, that's right!

　　 Jiang Yao took it out carefully.

Then.

　　 was placed on Yan Zhi's desk.

　　 The boy closed the exercise book in his hand and raised his eyes, "For me?"