Angel is a little bad

Chapter 664 I want to be better for you

This familiar voice?Huahuo raised her head suddenly, and saw Park Ke standing upright, standing in front of her, waiting for her to give instructions... Maybe it was an illusion, but she felt that Park Ke seemed to have changed a bit.

Although he is still dressed so plainly, he seems to be a little tidier, his hair is combed meticulously, his clothes are neatly dressed, and there is not even any dust on his shoes... His glasses seem to be thicker, and they cannot be seen at all. Clear the eyes behind the glasses... and the voice, a little hoarse and low, not always full of enthusiasm and smiles like usual...

After a moment of silence, Huahuo also said in a hoarse voice: "These...you...take them..."

She frantically picked out some of the documents and put them on the edge of the table.Park Ke hesitated for a moment, took a few steps forward, took it with trembling hands, and then said in a trembling voice: "I... will try my best to finish it, please rest assured, President."

"You...don't be tired..." Huahuo choked out a few words.

"Yes!"

Park Ke turned and went out, and bumped into the door when he reached the door.Normally, Hanabi would laugh, but now she just wants to cry.Why... want to cry?
That night, Hanabi didn't stay in the office for too long, and went out quickly.

When Hanabi walked into class the next day, he attracted a lot of surprised eyes—has Hanabi changed gender?

Her trademark short, reddish-yellow, reddish-yellow curly hair had become regular black straight hair—she washed the color out and straightened the curls?It's really uncomfortable.

Hanabi seemed quite satisfied with her new hairstyle, with a smile on her face all the time.

She has always looked down on such a hairstyle, but now that she thinks about it, the original feeling is very good.She suddenly thought that maybe she didn't really like that kind of rebellious attire, maybe it was just to seek others' attention and be different, maybe what she really liked was the authenticity and unrestraint.

In the past two days, no matter where she went, everyone was looking at her, and their eyes seemed to be asking "Is this a firework?" She felt that her sense of touch had always been very keen, but this time, she couldn't judge the meaning of it. How do you feel about her?Obviously, obviously everyone knows her evil...

(End of this chapter)