What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

Qiao Yiran slowly realized that Chu Zheng was invading his life silently.

This kind of intrusion is silent, bit by bit, slowly filling up, just like the leaves turning yellow in early autumn, coming quietly, but it seems irresistible like the law of nature.

Qiao Yiran has only eaten with Chu Zheng a few times in total, but only his favorite dishes will appear on the table for the second time.

Chu Zheng quickly got acquainted with all of Qiao Yiran's hobbies and habits.

He was still quiet and quiet, but the yogurt he brought happened to be the flavor Qiao Yiran liked, and the fruits he bought were by no means beyond the range of Qiao Yiran's hobbies. Can be connected... Sometimes even a paper towel and a bottle of water are needed, these things will appear at hand at the first time.

Qiao Yiran has never met such a person: he peeks into all the details of himself, all of his preferences, everything is moist and silent and natural, but it is like a net that binds him tighter and tighter.

Boil a frog in warm water so that you can't get used to life without him.

If one or two coincidences can still be considered a coincidence, if there are many times, Qiao Yiran can certainly understand what the other party is up to.

In the middle of the professional class on this day, it suddenly rained heavily outside.

The sky was gloomy, and the dark clouds were very low. It was clearly only eleven o'clock in the noon, but it seemed that it was already evening.

In the teaching building, the lights at the windows are bright, and the teaching process has not been affected in any way, but the rare cloudy weather outside still makes some people who go out without umbrellas feel anxious.

Qiao Yiran glanced at the pouring rain outside the window, and sighed silently in his heart: Look at this, I'm going to be drenched when I go back today.

With the ringing of the get out of class bell, the teacher on the podium finally finished the last sentence of the course.

Some of the students who dispersed quickly after class in the past were still crowded in the corridor at this moment. The sudden heavy rain outside made the departure of the crowd seem a little slow.

The rain brought a touch of coolness, and the wind blowing in from outside brought dampness to the face.

Qiao Yiran tidied away the professional books on the desk, and just when he looked up, he saw Chu Zheng standing quietly at the door of the classroom holding a pure black long-handled umbrella.

Under the dark sky outside the window, a bright flash of lightning flashed across.

And that person has picturesque features, looks quiet and beautiful.

I don't know why, this feeling of being cared about and waiting for anyone anytime and anywhere makes Qiao Yiran suddenly feel a little unspeakable warmth.

Qiao Yiran knew that this person's purpose might not be pure.

But all the thoughtfulness and forbearance he got was real.

meticulous.

In this sudden heavy rain, for a moment, Qiao Yiran's mind flashed a long-recited sentence in the Book of Songs.

The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly. If you see a gentleman, don't you like Yun Hu?

Qiao Yiran stood up slowly and walked to the door: "How do you know I'm here?"

The smile on Chu Zheng's face still looked innocent and harmless: "Your schedule... I read it when school started."

"Everything about you is on my mind."

Qiao Yiran reached out and rubbed Chu Zheng's hair silently: "Thank you for coming."

After taking off the pair of black-rimmed glasses that could block other people's sight, Chu Zheng's eyes were actually pretty.

Clear and bright, quiet and beautiful.It seemed that all the darkness could not hide under his clear eyes.

But when he faced Qiao Yiran, he often showed such defenseless, innocent and childlike joy that Qiao Yiran couldn't help but soften his heart towards him.

Qiao Yiran opened the pure black long-handled umbrella silently, and the two of them walked into the pitch-black rain.

Raindrops the size of soybeans crackled and hit the umbrella surface, splashing one after another.

The light was so dim that Qiao Yiran couldn't see the expression on Zheng's face.

But he still instinctively tilted the umbrella in his hand to the right: the rain was so heavy that even though the umbrella was really big, it would inevitably wet his shoulders.

Chu Zheng gently stretched out his hand, took Qiao Yiran's hand holding the umbrella, and pushed the tilted umbrella in Qiao Yiran's direction.

There was no meaning to the skin-to-skin contact, and Chu Zheng's hands were cold.

Qiao Yiran reflexively went to check the temperature of Chu Zheng's forehead: "Why are your hands so cold... Are you uncomfortable?"

Chu Zheng shook his head quietly, but stubbornly held Qiao Yiran's umbrella hand, and did not let go.

After walking a little further, Chu Zheng quietly leaned against Qiao Yiran, almost lying on Qiao Yiran's shoulder, and asked in a low voice with anticipation: "So, the reason why you have been so gentle to me recently is because Do you like me a little bit?"

This question was asked so well that Qiao Yiran was in a dilemma.

To be honest, in Qiao Yiran's opinion, this "dumb and reticent" fiancé was not as miserable as the original owner thought.

Qiao Yiran thinks that this schoolmaster has many advantages, such as carefulness, understanding, gentleness and loveliness. To be honest, it does meet all his imagination of a partner.

If Qiao Yiran were to imagine what kind of person he would spend his whole life with in the future... he would probably ask for "gentle, considerate, and understanding".

Understand all your preferences and meet all your needs, like a super sweet boyfriend tailor-made for you.

Who wouldn't want such a person!

But did the emotion of "like" really arise?

Qiao Yiran was a little unsure whether it was "moved" or "liked".

After a moment of silence, Qiao Yiran still answered truthfully: "I think... I don't know."

Although he could give Chu Zheng the answer he wanted without hesitation, this was the best strategy for everyone.

But in this state, in the face of such sincerity, it seems that he does not want to use deception to perfunctory.

Chu Zheng smiled understandingly: "Does that hate me?"

This question made Qiao Yiran shake his head quickly: "Of course I don't find it annoying."

Qiao Yiran stretched out his hands to rub Chu Zheng's hair a little amusedly, the guy's short black hair was still so soft: "How could he be hated? Of course a gentle, lovely and understanding boy like Xiao Chu would be The person everyone wants to date!"

Chu Zheng hugged Qiao Yiran's arm forcefully: "Then I'm relieved like this."

Under the continuous rain, Chu Zheng's mood was as if the sun broke through the dark clouds and cleared instantly.

——This idiot probably doesn't know.There will be hesitation and entanglement, which is exactly the sign of starting to feel excited!

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In Qiao Yiran's small apartment, the two people on each side of the drenched eyes looked at each other and laughed in unison.

The umbrella was pushed back and forth between the two of them, and the result was that no one would feel better.

Qiao Yiran reached out and patted the rain on Chu Zheng's shoulder, and pushed him to take a hot shower.

Chu Zheng didn't refuse his kindness, and went to the bathroom quite obediently.

Qiao Yiran rummaged through her closet casually, planning to change into her pajamas first.

He had just changed into his pajamas when his cell phone, which he casually placed in the living room, rang suddenly.

It was an unfamiliar number from Yuncheng.

Qiao Yiran's heart was always covered with a lingering shadow over the place of Yuncheng Research Institute.

Qiao Yiran answered the phone: "Hello? Hello, who is it?"

The man's voice that was not clear came from the other end of the phone. He was obviously younger, but it sounded a bit weird, which should be the reason for using a voice changer.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Qiao Yiran's heart shuddered: "It's been so many days, and there is no movement at all. You must not forget your mission, right?"

Qiao Yiran's heart skipped a beat: the so-called "tasker" turned out to be more than himself!

On the surface, Qiao Yiran asked very vigilantly: "Who are you? I haven't heard of such a messy mission."

The man opposite laughed softly: "Major General Qiao, don't be so vigilant, I am indeed one of my own..."

"I'm talking about the Suhui plan. You know exactly what the purpose of my seeking you is."

Only then did Qiao Yiran show a little relaxation, and he sighed pretendingly: "The other party is very defensive, and now it's an orderly society, and I haven't found a suitable opportunity."

The man acted very understandingly: "If you can get it so easily, it's not Dr. Z's style. I understand your concerns, fearing that you won't be able to get out of your body after doing it... But we don't have much time left. "

The man's smile was indescribably cold: "Sometimes, in order to achieve our ultimate goal, a little sacrifice is necessary."

"That's the devil, he's going to bring nightmares and disasters, and we just want to stop him."

"For the future of all mankind."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yiran quickly filtered the information he got in his mind: At present, the other party still hopes that he can attack Chu Zheng, and even encourages him to do whatever it takes.But if it can be dragged out for a while, the situation may be different.

This sudden urging made Qiao Yiran's heart tense again.

The Chu Zheng he knew was completely different from the cold-blooded and cruel doctor described by the other party.

This person has a pure and harmless smile, warm and soft eyes, and even takes care of stray animals a lot.

Qiao Yiran didn't think that he could easily judge another person's fate by relying on the so-called "future" and "prediction".

While Qiao Yiran was in deep thought, Chu Zheng had already come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

Chu Zheng was wearing the light gray home clothes provided by Qiao Yiran, and his fluffy hair looked very soft after drying.

He greeted Qiao Yiran casually: "What do you want for lunch later? Shall I make it for you?"

Qiao Yiran struggled with the menu, and Chu Zheng, who seemed quite homely, had naturally opened Qiao Yiran's refrigerator.

After searching for a while, he picked out a bag of small wontons and dried shrimps: "If you don't want to eat anything now... why don't you eat a bowl of small wontons first?"

Qiao Yiran nodded kindly.

The steaming wontons came out quickly, and Chu Zheng seemed to be really good at cooking.

Shredded egg, seaweed full of water, round and plump dried shrimps, and small white and fat wontons with thin skin and big stuffing.

The hot air on the dining table blocked Qiao Yiran's sight, and this warm feeling seemed to be ironed from his heart bit by bit on this cold rainy day.

The boy's smile was full of anticipation and joy: "Do you want to try my craft?"

Qiao Yiran pressed hard on his chest.

His heart was beating unusually fast.