his little candy

"Little Guoguo, what's wrong with you?" A soft and puzzled voice sounded above his head.

Song Guo shook her head, lying on the pillow, covering her face, and groaned.

"fine."

I got up from the bed and looked at the time.

There are still a few 10 minutes before self-study in the morning.

Song Guo's face was blushed and hot from the covering, circles of white were bitten on her lips, and her mind was filled with embarrassment and shame.

I forced myself not to think about it, but the small object was placed carelessly on the boy's body.

Song Guo rubbed her blushing face, walked to the bathroom, looked at her face in the mirror, looked at the fluffy and fluffy hair, and subconsciously straightened it with a comb.

Turning on the faucet, the running water soaked through the palm of my hand, and it started to feel a little cold.

Su Ruan came over with the mask on, and leaned against the door of the bathroom, "Xiao Guoguo, I made hot water, and it's in the kettle."

Song Guo: "Thank you."

"Well, little Guoguo, it's been windy lately, and it's made my face dry. Do you want to apply some cream?"

Su Ruan put out all his cream, milk, and water for Song Guo to choose.

Song Guo opened a bottle and put on some face cream, which was light and tasteless.

After Song Guo finished applying the cream, Su Ruan patted her face and was about to take off the mask, "Wait for me, I'll be fine soon."

"I have something to do, go down first."

"Ah! That's fine." Su Ruan pouted with a sad face of being abandoned, "Xiao Guoguo, are you going to meet someone behind my back?" He said again: "It's not going to meet God Han Bar?"

Song Guo glared at Su Ruan, but when she heard the word "Han Shen", her heart trembled, and the heat on her face faded away again.

Song Guo quickly went downstairs.

The door of dormitory 301 was closed.

Song Guo just approached and was about to knock on the door when it opened.

Han Che stood at the door, and before he could react, he dragged him into the dormitory.

The young man's strength was a bit strong, and Song Guo's wrist hurt from being clenched. With a soft "um", Han Che's expression changed, and he let go of his hand quickly.

Song Guo rubbed her wrists, frowned, and said softly, "What are you doing?"

Han Che took Song Guo's wrist, put it on his lips and kissed it, "Does it hurt?"

The boy's breath landed on the skin of his wrist, and Song Guo's wrist trembled, trying to withdraw it, but was held tightly.

Song Guo lowered her voice, and said softly, "Why are you looking for me?"

Han Che snorted softly, raised his eyes, and leaned over.

Song Guo raised her eyes, and quickly saw her own light reflection from the boy's dark eyes.

Han Che spoke slowly, his thin lips pressed against his soft and boneless wrist, "What do you think?"

Song Guo turned her head and muttered, "I don't know."

"Humph."

Han Che looked at his little rabbit. He was wearing a light green woolen sweater under the blue school uniform jacket, and the skin at the neckline exposed by the lining was dazzlingly white.

Han Che leaned closer, and smelled a faint fragrance in his nostrils.

"You smell so good today."

The boy's breath sprinkled on the skin, Song Guo itched slightly, shrank his neck, touched his face, and looked at Han Che with clear eyes.

"I applied soft cream today."

Han Che rubbed his face, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "That's not it."

Song Guo touched her smooth face, sniffed her fingers, and looked at Han Che with clear eyes, "Really." Then she reached out her hand to the tip of Han Che's nose, "If you don't believe me, just smell it."

Han Che's deep eyes moved slightly, he grabbed the white and soft fingers in front of the tip of his nose, curled his lips and said, "Okay, I'll smell it." Then he raised his eyes and said, "It smells really good."

"I want it too." Han Che looked at Song Guo with deep eyes, his eyes fell on the tear mole, and he pursed his lips.

Song Guo raised her head, looked at Han Che, her dark eyes dripped and said, "Then I'll ask Ruan Ruan to wipe some for you?"

When the words fell, I had to go upstairs to get the cream.

"No need." Han Che whispered, grabbing Song Guo's hand.

Song Guo turned around, stared at Han Che, pouted and said angrily, "Do you want it or not!"

Now Song Guo has the guts to yell in front of Han Che.

However, in Han Che's view, the angry little rabbit is very lively and cute.

Song Guo was pouting and frowning delicately, when the young man dragged his hips into his arms, and he was so shocked that he could only wrap his arms around the young man's neck.

The boy's head was buried between his neck, and the fluffy hair rubbed against his skin.

"want."

"That's it."

The boy rubbed his face against his, and when it touched his lips, the boy turned his face and faced him, with warm breath on his lips.

Song Guo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he saw the young man pursed his lips, smiling at Yan Yan between his brows and eyes.

"It's so sweet."

"It turned out to be sweet."

Song Guo's clear eyes blinked, and he muttered:

"certainly not."

"It's tasteless."

"you're lying!"

Breathing stuck.

There was noon music outside the dormitory building.

Song Guo shoved Han Che away in a panic, and glared at him: "If you don't say anything else, I'll leave, and I'm going to class."

Han Che's eyes moved slightly, and he reluctantly let go of Song Guo.

Song Guo stood on the ground with a grunt, pouted: "Then I'm leaving."

Han Che suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "You are not allowed to talk to girls." After saying those words, an unnatural flash appeared on Qing Juan's face.

Song Guo looked up at Han Che, and asked in a daze, "Why?"

Han Che raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't allow it, you don't allow it."

Song Guo pulled out her hand and said angrily, "Student Han Che, you are so unreasonable. We are all classmates, why can't we talk to them."

It turns out that student Han Che doesn't like him playing with other students, student Han Che is really childish!

Han Che was suddenly choked up, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are they all classmates?"

Song Guo muttered, "Yes."

Han Che looked at Song Guo deeply, his face darkened, and he turned around, "You go first."

Song Guo cast a bewildered glance at Han Che who had changed his face and walked back, touched his ear in puzzlement, turned and went downstairs.

Back to the classroom.

Song Guo got to his seat, still absent-minded.

Su Ruan just looked at him with Kazilan's big eyes open.

Song Guo was so stared at that his face was going to be pierced, he raised his head helplessly, and asked, "What's wrong? Ruan Ruan."

"Little Guoguo, are you unhappy?"

Song Guo said calmly: "No." He took out the test paper and started to do the questions.

Suddenly, Su Ruan quietly pointed to the front.

"Little Guoguo, you said they..."

Song Guo looked over and saw the two male students at the front table, lying on the table smiling and looking at each other, while the hands hidden under the table were tightly holding each other.

The two male classmates seemed to sense their gaze and turned their heads.

Song Guo and Su Ruan quickly lowered their heads winkingly.

It's lunch break now. Some of the other students in the classroom are studying, but most of them are lying on their desks and taking a nap.

Naturally, no one noticed here.

But Song Guo and Su Ruan were behind and could see clearly.

After Song Guo finished the questions, she took a lunch break.

Halfway through, I woke up, in a daze, opened my eyes, and saw a boy approaching another boy at the front desk, covering it with a book, not knowing what he was doing.

But Song Guo behind him could see clearly.

A boy is biting another boy's lip.

Song Guo suddenly opened his eyes wide, his throat rolled, his face was hot, and he watched that scene in disbelief.

It wasn't until a long time later that the book was taken down, revealing the flushed faces of the two male classmates, that Song Guo quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Song Guo, with her eyes closed, touched her lips, and the handsome face from less than an hour ago suddenly appeared in her mind. When she got closer, she couldn't even breathe.

Song Guo's face gradually became hot.

these days.

Han Che never looked for Song Guo.

Song Guo waited for Han Che to send a message, but there were no WeChat messages or text messages.

Evening study.

Song Guo lay down on the table angrily, sulking, writing the test paper.

The teacher asked for leave and arranged homework for them.

The classroom has been very quiet.

Suddenly, it began to rain outside the window.

The sky suddenly thundered and lightning, and heavy rain hit.

Su Ruan looked out of the window worriedly, and said in Song Guo's ear: "Oh, why is it raining today, I didn't bring an umbrella, I guess I'll be drowned again."

Song Guo raised her head with a sleepy expression, and looked out the window.

It was dusk and the rain continued.

"It's raining." He murmured.

"Little Guoguo, do you have an umbrella?" Su Ruan leaned over and rummaged through Song Guo's table frame.

Song Guo shook her head, then lay down on the table again, "No."

Su Ruan sat back, drooping her head: "We didn't bring any of them."

Song Guo muttered: "Then run faster later, and rush back."

I have been concentrating on doing the test papers, and the evening self-study has passed silently.

The torrential rain did not stop and intensified.

The big banyan tree whose branches stretched out of the classroom window was blown off by the strong wind and fell to the ground, and the playground continued to accumulate rainwater.

after class.

Song Guo and Su Ruan packed the books and put them in the table frame, then went downstairs.

After the rain, the stairs were also covered with wet mud left by people coming and going.

Song Guo walked carefully, Su Ruan had already run downstairs.

The corridor on the first floor was full of waiting students, most of whom forgot to bring their umbrellas.

Su Ruan had already arrived outside the corridor. When Song Guo walked over, she didn't pay attention to the side, and was scratched by the umbrella that was suddenly opening.

His face was slightly stinging from the scratch, he touched his face calmly, and walked towards Su Ruan.

Su Ruan stood at the entrance of the corridor and called out to Song Guo who was coming: "Little Guoguo, wait for me, I'll pick you up after I go to the dormitory."

Song Guo frowned, "That way you will also be showered."

The night was dark and cold, and the torrential rain was pouring down, and a sense of sadness rushed into my heart.

Song Guo was in a daze, and Su Ruan quickly patted his hands, and heard him say in surprise: "It's God Han, I saw that he brought two umbrellas, I'll ask."

Song Guo looked over.

On the other side of the corridor, a Qingjun figure in a black windbreaker stood there, as if sensing something, he also looked towards this side, and bumped into his sight.

Song Guo felt aggrieved for some reason.

I haven't texted him for days.

snort!

ignore him!

Song Guo turned his head angrily, but within two seconds, he still looked over involuntarily.

Han Che was alone, without Gu Zheng and others around him, holding two umbrellas in his hand.

While Song Guo was watching, Su Ruan walked up to Han Che.

Seeing what Su Ruan said, Han Che shook his head, but did not give the umbrella to Su Ruan, Song Guo frowned.

At this time, Liang Shuxin went downstairs, walked towards Han Che, said something to Han Che with a smile, and Han Che handed over the dark purple umbrella in his hand.

Liang Shuxin suddenly moved close to Han Che's ear and kissed, then smiled and waved away, Han Che also smiled at Liang Shuxin.

Song Guo was stunned in place.

His throat was sharply stuck by something, his heart suddenly felt sour, something overflowed from his eyes, his brain was so hot that molten lava burst out.

With a breath in his chest, he rushed out towards the rain curtain.

After running for an unknown amount of time, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Song Guo looked up and saw Han Che looking at him angrily.

"What are you running for?"

Cold how to do?

Before Han Che could say the next sentence, he saw the little rabbit's red eyes filled with tears.

A trace of grievance flooded Song Guo's heart, and he shouted, "It's none of your business."

Su Ruan came over with an umbrella, "Hey, little Guoguo, what are you running for? Han Che said he was going to get us an umbrella..."

"Don't want his umbrella." Song Guo roared forcefully.

His mind was racing, it was all about the picture of Liang Shuxin kissing Han Che and Han Che giving Liang Shuxin the umbrella.

Su Ruan let out an "uh" but didn't say anything yet.

Han Che said something to Su Ruan, then hugged Song Guo by the waist.

The author has something to say: it drops at 23 o'clock in the second watch.

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