Huo Yichen's classroom was also on this floor, and the school's washroom was on both sides of the teaching building, so Huo Yichen had to pass through Class Two to go to the washroom.
The two of them did not even look at each other, but Nan Qiao felt an inexplicable aura at that moment.
It was as if an iceberg had melted and the epiphyllum on the peak of a snow mountain had bloomed.
One of the students' eyes was about to shoot stars.
"Wow, I'm really lucky today. I actually saw the school hunk. It's a pity that the school hunk is too cold and difficult to approach. He's not even willing to say a word, let alone smile at me."
Nan Qiao thought about what this classmate had said and agreed. She nodded.
Wasn't he just not easy to approach?
After knowing each other for so long, she could count the words he had said to her with both hands.
