I have a crush on that guy again

Under such eyes and tone of voice, Jiang Ran's heart couldn't help shaking, wishing he could hug the boy in his arms, comfort him and say - don't be afraid, I will protect you.

Jiang Ran watched Xu Qingzhi pull his white fingers, swallowed, and when he raised his head, he had the same unruly and wanton look.

The corner of the mouth was slightly hooked, "Don't worry, come with me, no one can touch you."

Xu Qingzhi withdrew his fingers, and smiled contentedly, "Student Jiang is so kind."

His original intention was not that he was really afraid that someone would trouble him, but that he wanted to have more opportunities to get along with Jiang Ran.

Now that class is also an opportunity to get along, let's cherish it.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingzhi picked up the ballpoint pen on the table, and suddenly asked mysteriously, "Student Jiang...you have helped me so many times in a row, how about I draw you a picture?"

Jiang Ran didn't expect that Xueba was not so serious in class.

Not only chatting in class, but also want to draw in class.

He asked curiously, "Where is the painting?"

Xu Qingyi grabbed Jiang Ran's hand, and blinked at Jiang Ran who hadn't reacted yet, "Can I draw it on your hand?"

Jiang Ran felt as if something was scratching his heart, itching, and the hand held by Xu Qingzhi was hot.

I really want to hold Xu Qingzhi's hand in turn.

Definitely soft and slippery.

However, Jiang Ran replied verbally to Xu Qingzhi, "You, you can draw. I don't care about me..."

He was quite curious about what Xu Qingzhi would draw on his hand.

Is it painting a clock?

Xu Qingzhi would be so naive?

Just when Jiang Ran was curious, Xu Qingzhi had already held a pen and lowered his head to draw on Jiang Ran's palm.

On Jiang Ran's white palm, the lubricated ballpoint pen moved gently, with a small arc and a very simple trajectory.

In less than half a minute, Xu Qingzhi raised his head, stared at Jiang Ran with a soft smile, retired after finishing the work, and took back the pen in his hand.

"It's painted."

With extremely suppressed curiosity, Jiang Ran lowered his head and looked towards his palm.

The moment he saw clearly what it was, Jiang Ran was so shocked that he seemed to be transformed into a sculpture, motionless.

It turned out to be a peach heart!

And what Jiang Ran didn't expect was that the pen that Xu Qingzhi was holding was a red pen, and the heart drawn on his palm was red.

Jiang Ran was speechless for a long time, not daring to show any expression on his face, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

What does it mean to draw a heart? ?

Is this what he thought it meant! !

Does that mean he has love?Or did Xu Qingzhi express his gratitude with his heart?

Or is it purely for fun?

still is……

Or that, Xu Qingzhi, that or that?

After the huge inner drama, Jiang Ran said: It's too difficult for me, it's unpredictable.

I really dare not guess.

Xu Qingzhi quietly looked at Jiang Ran's face from the side, holding back a smile in his heart.

Jiang Ran's expression is too cute.

The contrast from the school bully is cute.

The point of the system is not this, the system couldn't help complaining. [Host, don't you think the way you draw love confession on the palm of your hand is rude? 】

Xu Qingzhi replied inwardly, 【I think it's very romantic. 】

System: The romance of a straight man is about the same.

The problem is that his host is not a straight man!

Xu Qingzhi started to attend the class next, while Jiang Ran secretly looked at the love in his palm, and looked at the class, trying to figure out if he couldn't get Xu Qingzhi's original intention accurately.

Like a humble boy who speculates on his sweetheart's thoughts.

Finally, the morning class ended, the bell rang for the last class, and the students walked out of the classroom one after another.

Xu Qingzhi packed his schoolbag, and looked at Jiang Ran with black and clear pupils.

This time, Xu Qingzhi reached out again and gently tugged at Jiang Ran's sleeve.

He raised his head and asked softly, "That... Jiang, can we go home together?"

Only Jiang Ran and Xu Qingzhi were left in the classroom.