Gan Lin

My life is sweet and nourishing, the exam is over in the blink of an eye, and there are only a few days left before the holiday.

Song Lan lay on the railing and complained, "It's really hard to see you now."

I raised my head, looked at the flowing clouds in the sky, and said with infinite emotion: "It's not difficult for you, but it's difficult for me."

Song Lan shook violently: "Please don't tell me the details."

I winked at him: "I realized that I really didn't know Ru Yuze before. Do you know that he has a mole on his shoulder?"

Song Lan repeated blankly: "Please don't tell me the details."

I turned a deaf ear, raised my chin and muttered to myself: "It's amazing to have new discoveries every day."

Song Lan turned around and said, "Goodbye."

"Hey," I grabbed him, "Didn't you ask me to come out to play?"

"I've changed my mind." Song Lan opened my fingers one by one, with a bright disgust on his face, "When will you two get tired of playing, when will you come see me again?"

"Weird." I stuck out my tongue at his back.

I wanted to spend time with him to hang out, but I even refused Ru Yuze's movie date.

If I knew it earlier, I was in no hurry to refund the ticket.

I walked back to the dormitory with thoughts, and bumped into a slim figure head-on.

"Self-discipline will check hygiene?"

"No," the back turned to the front, and the beautiful owner smiled apologetically at me, "I don't seem to have come at the right time."

Belle Xin?

I said, "Is this the boys' dormitory?"

She blushed and said, "I said I came to find my brother."

"..."

Unexpectedly, the aunt in the dormitory would be bought by the beauty. She scolded me for half an hour when I came back a few minutes late.

I asked her if she came to see Ru Yuze.

Bei Lexin blushed even more when she heard the name, her chin slightly moved, her eyes seemed to be moistened with mist, misty and affectionate.

I said bluntly, "Do you like him?"

Her eyes widened in surprise: "How do you know?"

Miss, you have entered the wolf's den alone.

I touched my nose: "Sorry, he already has someone he likes."

Bei Lexin nervously held a strand of hair hanging down, and asked in a trembling voice: "I, can I ask who it is?"

"Sure," I pointed with my index finger, "I am."

She froze for a moment, tilted her head and looked at me for two seconds, then smiled "puchi".

"Hahaha, my classmates didn't expect you to be so funny." She wiped the corners of her eyes, "Thank you, I feel much better now."

"I'm serious," I warned her, "you're going to get hurt."

"Ah."

She nodded heavily and took my hand.

"Anyway, thank you."

I wanted to play a scene in which the housekeeper warned the vixen, but I received a good person card out of nowhere.

"Can I still come to you if I have any questions in the future?" The vixen looked at me with burning eyes.

"Ah... yes, but..."

"No."

Ru Yuze, who didn't know when she would come back, stood between the two of us uncompromisingly.

"His time is all mine."

I punched him on the shoulder: "Are you silent when you walk?"

Ru Yuze pressed my hand: "It's because you can't tolerate other people in your eyes, you can't see me for a corridor distance."

I retracted my hand unreasonably: "Is there?"

Ru Yuze raised an eyebrow: "What do you think?"

"That..." Bei Lexin made a weak voice.

Ru Yuze grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his arms.

"Sorry, this person has already been reserved by me in advance."

After I finished speaking, I didn't care about the goddess of the college standing at the door, hugged me into the dormitory, and closed the door and locked it mercilessly.

While being dragged away by him, I didn't forget to turn around and emphasize.

"It's said that the person he likes is me."

Belle Xin is like weathering.

"You stay away from her."

As soon as she turned her face, Ru Yuze's expression changed.

"Why," I said, poking my neck, "they are here to look for you."

"I'm not interested in who she's coming to, I'm only interested in the fact that you two are holding hands," he said.

I said, "Why are you so ambiguous, she likes you."

"Then you know she and I have someone who is pleasing to each other, why do you still talk so much?"

I lifted my leg: "Shameless, who likes you."

He asked me to kick him without moving: "Are you so timid, you dare not even admit to the person you like."

I puffed up my chest: "Why don't you dare, I just like you, very much."

"Well," he said with a smile, "I hear you."

I silently picked up my coat and buried my face in it.

How could there be such an old and cunning person like him in the world.

On the first day of the holiday, Ru Yuze took the high-speed train for five hours to find me.

I opened the door and looked at him in the dusty world, holding those cold fingertips felt very distressed.

"You said what are you messing about, just go home with me."

He put the luggage in the porch, took my hand naturally, and dropped a kiss on my cheek.

"If I don't go home and say something, my mother will worry."

My ears were hot, and I was about to spend a little more time with him when my mother's loud voice came from the kitchen.

"Oh, Han Han, your classmate is here?"

I immediately pushed Ru Yuze away, knowing that my mother couldn't see, but still sweating nervously.Ru Yuze brushed away my palm calmly, and took it again, with a gentle and powerful voice.

"Hello Auntie."

"Hello!"

My mother came out with a smile while wiping her wet hands on the apron.

"Why are you standing there, help your classmate carry your luggage!"

The kind expression was only limited to turning to me, she glared, and urged: "Stop grabbing someone's hand, go and help, is your room tidy yet?" After speaking, she changed back to It looks like my dear forehead. "Student, I'm sorry, I don't have a guest room in my house, so you should feel a little bit wronged and share a nest with Han Han."

"He's not wronged." I muttered.He was so eager to share a bed with me, maybe this was the driving force behind his bumpy five hours.

My mother has good hearing, and she scrapes at me with knife-like eyes.

Ru Yuze stepped forward without a trace, stood in front of me, and bowed slightly to my mother.

"I took the liberty to disturb you, please."

"No trouble, no trouble," my mother slapped her hands on her thighs heavily, "Oh, look at me, I'm so confused, I'm talking here, you go sit down and have a rest."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Ru Yuze laughed so hard that my mother felt like a spring breeze. As soon as he left, my mother twisted my ears.

"Look at how polite they are, why don't you learn more."

"Mother," I gasped in pain, "I only said three words in total, and you know you are better than your own son?"

"I don't know what you are." My mother let go of her hand and slapped me on the back of the head. "Your temperament is not half as good as yours."

No matter how good he is, he is still fascinated by me.

Of course, I can't tell her this sentence, I can only laugh in my heart.

In terms of charm, I must be better.

My mother was thinking about the soup in the kitchen, and hurried back after saying a few words to me, and I led Ru Yuze to camp in my room.

I took out a pillow from the closet and hugged it in my arms. It was fluffy and soft. My mother had specially dried it in advance, and it smelled warm.

"Do you prefer to sleep on the left or the right?"

I patted the sheets, suddenly my back sank, I was pressed on the soft quilt, my earlobe was wrapped by the moist mouth.

"I like to sleep on top of you."

I blushed and bumped him with my elbow: "My mother is outside."

He smiled lightly and took a bite, then kissed me all the way from the base of my ear to my shoulder and neck.

"I closed the door."

"That's not the problem!"

"What's the problem?"

He asked knowingly, his slender fingers penetrated into my clothes, and the cold fingertips made me tremble.

I said angrily, "What if she heard it?"

"That's a problem," he covered my mouth, "please keep your voice down."

I saw that he didn't look like he was joking, he was really anxious, and his eyes were a little red.

"Eat now, you..."

Ru Yuze was taken aback when he saw my face, then hugged me tenderly and kept kissing me.

"Sorry, I just wanted to tease you."

I buried myself in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Is it fun?"

"It's not fun, it's beautiful."

"I'm going to be angry."

"Sorry……"

"Forget it, I forgive you this time."

"But..." he said rather distressed, "you really have to keep your voice down at night."

"What?" I raised my head in surprise, but he still didn't give up.

He just stood up with a serious face, as if discussing an academic issue, bent down, and pushed the edge of the bed earnestly and frequently.

"Great, the shaking is not loud."

I couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the pillow and threw it at this placid hypocrite.

"go to hell!"

My mother heard my cry, dropped the frying pan, and knocked on the door.

"It's all right, what's your name?"

I quickly opened the door before she could ask "why did you lock the door".

"It's fine."

She looked at me suspiciously: "Why is your face so red?"

There was a roar in my brain, and I couldn't find any words except for an unnatural dry cough.

It was Ru Yuze who stood up and got rid of the siege.

"We had a quarrel just now, and we didn't control it well."

"Oh, come out and wash your hands, the meal is almost ready." My mother continued humming and returned to the big business in the kitchen.

I breathed a sigh of relief, turned my head to meet Ru Yuze's gaze, and the heat that had just faded quickly rose again.

In fact, after he said he wanted to come to my house, I secretly thought that my mother was watching TV in the living room, and we were in the room...cough cough...a boy with a fresh blood will always have some unhealthy fantasies.

Ru Yuze seemed to be able to read minds, smiled at me, then leaned over to me, and whispered: "At night, we must lock the door properly."

Immediately, my blood surged, and the road would not go away. He pushed me to the dining table and sat down, and my mother asked me worriedly if I had a fever.

Fever ah, my brain may really burn out.

For a moment just now, what I thought was not to stop his abnormal behavior, nor to reprimand him for talking nonsense, but... It would be better if I could wear the uniform of the middle school.

There is probably no cure for me.