Chapter 82 is his Anti
Are you kidding?
Would she still like Huanson?
Will she take that kind of murderer, that kind of demon, as her idol?
Gu Rongxia's eyes at this time were too terrifying, and his tone was also a sharp voice that Xiao A had never heard.
"I'm sorry, I'm kidding......"
"Don't make this kind of joke in the future, I don't like to hear it."
"Good ......"
This is the first time Xiao A has seen Gu Rongxia get angry, and she thought she was the kind of fairy type who had no quarrel with the world, and she was only focused on learning.
really saw her angry appearance, Xiao A actually felt a sense of panic in her heart.
"How do I think you knew Huo Ansen before, like...... What is the deep hatred between you? ”
Gu Rongxia tugged at the corners of her lips and did not answer.
Got the Christmas tree back, climbed halfway to the edge of the bed, and put it back at the head of the bed.
"Yes, I just have a deep hatred with him, he killed my parents."
Her voice suddenly became low, "Kill me too." ”
"Hahahaha, it's not funny at all."
You don't need to look at it to make it up, Xiao A's exaggerated expression at this time.
The curvature of the corners of the lips is slightly pursed, look.
That's how she feels in this world.
She is telling the truth, but no one will believe her.
Of course, if she were one of them, she wouldn't believe this 'madman'.
"Rong Xia, I'm not lying, this Christmas tree is really made by Huo Ansen, or according to him."
"Look."
Gu Rongxia turned around, and in front of him was Xiao A's mobile phone screen.
It was a Weibo post posted by Anson Huo late last night, and the Christmas tree on it was smaller than the one at her bedside.
The shot is clear and beautiful, full of Christmas flavor warmth.
At first glance, it is not Huo Ansen's style.
Gu Rongxia's mind suddenly appeared with Gao Ming's appearance, and he nodded clearly.
In his previous life, Huo Ansen was reluctant to get these things, and he was never willing to show his private life to strangers.
It seems that the same is true in this life, but in this life his profession is a star.
Showing his life to his fans can be said to be one of the inevitable daily routines of public figures.
So this man's Weibo is probably basically posted by Gao Ming.
If Gao Ming was here, he would definitely admire Gu Rongxia's understanding of Huo Ansen.
Say that the score is not bad.
"Isn't the Christmas tree all candy stars and lights, and a few little gift boxes to decorate?"
"That's right."
Xiao A sighed again and again, "Bai is happy, I thought this was a Christmas tree for fan benefits, you were lucky to get it in advance!" ”
"I want you to get one for me too."
Little A has a baby face, and the appearance of sighing is very cute.
Gu Rongxia pinched her face, deliberately serious, "Children, don't take bad people's things." ”
“…… You really hate the way Huo Anson looks. ”
"Can you leave him alone?"
"Okay, I see......" Xiao A glanced at someone's poster on his wall, "You're his Anti (black fan), it's the first gap between the two of us." ”
"I don't have time to joke with you, I'll go to the library first."
From yesterday to today, a whole day has been wasted.
Fortunately, I have recovered well today, and I no longer feel dizzy and shivering like that.
Strange to say, when I woke up from Huo Ansen's house, I still felt uncomfortable.
But it's more of a disgust for the man.
And the cold feeling that was all over the body before this was not in Huo Ansen's house.