Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

This princess hug is as coincidental as Pingcier, and it was Xia Xingqiao who did it first.

Xia Xingqiao leaned against the man's chest with her head tilted due to inertia, her black hair draped limply on his arm.

She should have gotten up immediately, but Xia Xingqiao was almost fascinated by the man she met for the first time.

He looks so good, Xia Xingqiao marveled in his heart.

The man obviously has sword eyebrows and star eyes, but because of his long hair, he has a beauty that transcends gender.

There is no femininity in this beauty, Xia Xingqiao's poetry is poor, and I feel that none of the big stars I saw on TV in my previous life can compare to him.

"Little classmate..."

Who is calling him?

The man's pretty eyes lit up with a smile, Xia Xingqiao watched the man's thin lips move, and called him a little classmate again.

"No, sorry!"

Xia Xingqiao blushed and struggled to get down from his arms, she couldn't stand still, she picked up the book that had fallen on the grass and was about to slip away.

"Little students, please stay."

Hearing the man's mellow voice, Xia Xingqiao's feet seemed to be glued to the ground again.

Xia Xingqiao turned around, but she lowered her head and refused to look at him, and her voice sounded like a mosquito: "...Huh?"

"Did you scare you just now?" The man took a step forward, and the distance between the two immediately shortened. "I came here to ask for directions, but I didn't expect to disturb your rest. I'm really sorry."

Xia Xingqiao's shoe tip was about to look like a flower, he shook his head, "It's okay..."

Thinking that the original body was quite familiar with the campus, Xia Xingqiao added in a low voice: "You, do you still need it now?"

"Then I will trouble my little classmate," the man smiled in a low voice, "May I ask how to get to Mingren Building?"

Xia Xingqiao raised his head, originally wanted to point his finger in one direction, but thought that he would have to turn a few more turns to get to Mingren Tower, he clenched the book in his hand, and blurted out without knowing why: "I'll take you there. , a bit far..."

It was Xia Xingqiao's old problem to stutter slightly when he was nervous, but he was still the same after changing his body, he was a little annoyed, so he simply closed his mouth.

"Thank you very much. The Yinghe River is too big. I came here for the first time today, and I almost lost my way unexpectedly."

Xia Xingqiao also smiled at the man, and asked cautiously, "Are you a teacher?"

Although he didn't know how to appreciate it, the well-fitting suit on the man looked expensive.

"No, I'm a doctor." The man raised his eyebrows, deliberately slowing down his pace to keep pace with Xia Xingqiao.

It turned out to be the school doctor, Xia Xingqiao made up the appearance of a man in a white coat, which seemed very suitable.

Seeing that he was about to reach the fork in the road, the man stopped first.

"Let's exchange a contact information? In the future, if you have any problems, you can find enthusiastic students on WeChat for help, is that okay?"

Xia Xingqiao was embarrassed by being called "little classmate" one by one, so she nodded and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

The phone was bought by the original owner, the latest fruit phone that just came out not long ago.

Xia Xingqiao only used a second-hand mobile phone for the elderly in her previous life. That mobile phone can answer calls without any problem, even smashing walnuts, but it doesn't have any other functions of WeChat or surfing the Internet.

The original body can have "how to get to Mingren Building" in his memory, but such trivial things as "how to add friends on WeChat" are not necessarily.

Xia Xingqiao flicked the screen for a long time after unlocking with fingerprints, but couldn't find the WeChat icon.

Thinking that the person on the other side was still waiting patiently for him, two balls of fire suddenly burned from Xia Xingqiao's cheeks from bottom to top.

"Let me do it."

The mobile phone was picked up by the man. His hand was big with well-defined joints, and he could easily hold the mobile phone with one hand. Xia Xingqiao could only see two light taps of his thumb.

The WeChat interface popped up on the screen.

When the man saw Xia Xingqiao's profile picture and ID, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

He turned the phone towards Xia Xingqiao, and read out the original WeChat name word by word:

"You-Master Joe?"