his little candy

Song Guo came to the classroom.

It was the first time that Su Ruan was earlier than Song Guo, and had already been making up homework in the classroom. When she saw Song Guo entering the classroom, she hurriedly greeted her.

"Examination paper, examination paper!"

Su Ruan snatched Song Guo's schoolbag, took out the test paper, sat down on the seat, and began to copy.

"Did you come alone today? Or did you come with God Han?" Su Ruan asked while looking up.

"Together with Han Che." Song Guo said lightly.

Su Ruan said with great interest: "Then did you see the roses in class F?"

"What?" Song Guo didn't hear clearly.

"Rose." Su Ruan raised her voice.

Song Guo looked at Su Ruan in puzzlement. At this time, Sun Yang, the physics class representative, came to find Song Guo's physics test paper, "Song Guo, take a look at the physics test paper."

Song Guo opened the schoolbag on the chair, found the physics test paper, and showed it to Sun Yang.

Sun Yang took the test paper and turned to the last page. Suddenly, he was startled and said, "Fuck, my brother said this is college physics, but you actually did it?"

Song Guo frowned, and glanced at the question that Sun Yang was looking at. He didn't solve that question, but it was done by Han Che, which involved some knowledge points of university physics.

"I didn't do this, it was done by a classmate." Song Guo pouted.

Sun Yang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Fuck, there are people like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in No. [-] Middle School?"

Song Guo pursed her lips and remained silent. After Sun Yang took a look at the test paper and left, Su Ruan copied the test paper and whispered in Song Guo's ear: "I don't like Sun Yang."

Song Guo showed no expression. She took out a soft wet tissue, wiped the tabletop, and then wiped it again with a dry tissue before taking out the math reference materials for the first section.

"I really don't like Sun Yang." Su Ruan, a talkative person, came over directly.

Although Song Guo didn't have the desire to listen, Su Ruan was in the mood to vomit, "Sun Yang is a hypocrite, every time the physics test papers are handed out, it would be hard for us to fail the exam, but it turned out that he was fine. With a score of 109, I looked up to the sky and sighed, "Hey, I didn't pass the test this time, so I got 109 points." I really want to punch someone."

Song Guo revealed Su Ruan's true face silently, "Are you sad when you see the score?"

Su Ruan pursed her lips: "Baby also loves to study."

Song Guo took out the information, and Su Ruan remembered the topic interrupted by Sun Yang just now.

"Hey, Xiao Guoguo, let me tell you, Class F is now covered by Rose World."

Song Guo looked at Su Ruan blankly: "What do you want to say? What is the world of roses? Do you think you can travel to Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales after reading a few novels?"

Su Ruan anxiously said: "Hey, I won't lie to you. Just now when I entered the entrance of the school building, I saw a very impressive sports car, pulling a car full of roses to the West District. I followed and saw those The roses were sent to Class F, that is, to God Han. Guess who sent them?"

Song Guo glanced at Su Ruan, and said in a neutral tone, "I'm not as boring as you." But when she heard Class F, Song Guo felt her heart skip a beat, especially when she heard Han Che's name. It's like having a resonance effect, and it's jumping suddenly.

Someone sent roses to Han Che?Still a sports car rose.

Song Guo's expression was calm, and her porcelain-white face showed no emotion. She stared at the big questions in the mathematics textbook, but she always stopped on the page of the final big question in derivatives.

Su Ruan copied all the test papers, folded them up neatly, put them on Song Guo's desk, and lay limply on the desk, as limp as if there were no bones. Soft and old.

"Oh, the physical test is coming soon, I don't want to run 1000 meters." Su Ruan said sadly.

Song Guo was also a little worried. The boy's 1000-meter long-distance race, but fortunately, this side is not a sports student, and it does not affect the college entrance examination. It is just an ordinary physical test, but it has to be run for show.

Song Guo comforted: "Don't worry, when the time comes, run with others, bear with it and pass."

This topic was comforted, and Su Ruan came up with a new sad topic, "Hey, it's going to be a round of simulation soon. You said that these days are getting more difficult every day."

Song Guo didn't even frown, and her tone of understatement was like a chat after dinner, "No matter what, there are still two rounds, three rounds, and the college entrance examination. After the college entrance examination, you can relax for a while."

Su Ruan saw that Song Guo was doing a question, turned her head to play for a while, and then remembered the unfinished topic just now.

"Hey, don't you want to know who sent roses to Han Che? This is too romantic! The sports car, the roses, are so high-profile, you are a proper rich second generation."

Song Guo rolled his eyes, "Are you inferior to the rich second generation?"

Su Ruan's family has a background, otherwise her grades would not drop, and she has been staying in Class A.

"You really don't want to know?" Su Ruan held back the secret expression on his face, "But I really want to tell you, can you express a little excitement that you want to know, otherwise, I will be very embarrassed ah."

Song Guo snorted softly: "He won't accept it."

Who sent it, does it matter?

Su Ruan didn't notice the honeyed confidence in Song Guo's eyes, so she moved closer to Song Guo and explained the whole story clearly.

After Song Guo finished listening, a trace of frost flashed across his eyes.

Lin Qingxu, the president of Jiang University who provoked them on the basketball court?

When the math teacher came in, Song Guo put away her thoughts. After the flag-raising ceremony in the morning, Song Guo and Su Ruan walked towards the playground after class.

The two arrived at the canteen first, and when they were about to pass by, they saw Gu Zheng and others leaning against the wall at the entrance of the canteen, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Hey..." Before Su Ruan could make a sound, Song Guo interrupted, "Do you want to go shopping?"

Su Ruan rubbed her head, "Eat, I'm not hungry..."

Before Su Ruan finished speaking, Song Guo dragged her towards the commissary.

Song Guo and Su Ruan just walked to the door, passing by Gu Zheng and the others, and planned to pass by directly, but Gu Zheng just made a joke.

"Ouch, good morning, sister-in-law."

Song Guo blushed suddenly, and pulled Su Ruan who looked surprised.

The two walked to the entrance of the canteen.

"He's calling you Xiao Guoguo?" Su Ruan asked in Song Guo's ear.

Song Guo frowned, "He actually called you."

"Huh? When did I become a little sister-in-law?" Su Ruan was puzzled.

Song Guo shrugged and pouted, "Maybe I was joking with you."

Song Guo walked towards the canteen, and Su Ruan followed, still feeling like she was being fooled by Song Guo.

Just after class, the canteen was crowded with people. Song Guo and the two came in, only seeing densely packed heads, but the most beautiful head was still easy to identify.

Han Che has been squeezed into salty dried vegetables, with a cold expression on his face, and he planned to buy a cup of milk tea for his daughter-in-law, but, as soon as he came in, before he had time to get out, a wave of female classmates rushed in behind him, They all rushed towards the one-dollar spicy bar window.

Han Che finally squeezed to the exit, and was about to be crushed to death by the crowd, when he felt his hand being held, he raised his eyebrows, his face suddenly darkened, as cold as ice, and turned his head, and saw His little thing was standing behind him, taking his hand furtively.

Han Che's thin lips curled slightly, and he gently curled the palm of that little hand. Song Guo felt it, and gave him a stealthy look.

Song Guo was waiting at the door. Su Ruan's small body got into the crevice of the stone with the gravel, and quickly got into the innermost part. After buying snacks, she squeezed out towards the door, and saw Han Che also at the door.

"Hey, God Han, hello."

"Okay." Han Che's face was quite upright, almost expressionless.

However, Su Ruan was quite surprised. She always felt that following Song Guo, the opportunity to meet Han Che would rise in a straight line.

Suddenly, a cunning flashed in Song Guo's eyes, and he gently broke away from Han Che's hand. Then Han Che turned his head, gave Song Guo a doting look, and pulled him over again, without looking back. go outside.

Han Che pulled people and walked towards the outside of the building. Along the way, some people cast strange eyes. When they came to Gu Zheng and the others, they also looked at Han Che in astonishment, especially Gu Zheng who was live broadcasting his face. Pointing at Han Che with a straight expression, "Uh, God Han, are you... changing your taste?"

Han Che raised his eyebrows, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Gu Zheng swallowed, shrugged his shoulders, and kept silent, but Jiang Qiuchi walked over with a frown, "Release."

Han Che frowned suddenly, and Gu Zheng hurried up, "Hey, Brother Chi, why doesn't your expression look right today?"

Jiang Qiuchi still had a cold face, his handsome side face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his cold eyes penetrated from the bottom of his eyes.

Han Che didn't let go, but clenched it even tighter. It was only when he clenched it again that he felt... something wrong.

Han Che turned around abruptly, and saw Su Ruan with a silly and sweet face being pulled by him, Han Che trembled in fright, and quickly let go, looking terrified as if Han Che was the one being dragged around non-stop of victims.

"Um, classmate Han Che, drag me away, Xiao Guoguo is still behind."

Han Che helped his forehead, and then he turned back, and saw Song Guo walking out calmly.

Han Che hurried up, with a bit of grievance in his tone: "Why didn't you stop me just now? Just let someone else hold my hand?"

Han Che glared at Su Ruan again: "Why don't you let go!"

Su Ruan froze on the spot: "Um, to be reasonable, you dragged me away, classmate Han Che. I thought you had something urgent to do with me."

Han Che was so stunned that he was speechless, and looked at Song Guo again. Song Guo muttered, "What are you blaming Ruan Ruan for? You were the one fighting to pull Ruan Ruan's hand. The students all saw it just now."

Song Guo was amused by Han Che's expression of wanting to wash his hands immediately, but just as he laughed, Han Che picked him up by the waist and walked towards the empty teaching building next to him.

As a result, someone took a picture of Han Che hugging Song Guo and uploaded it directly to the school BBS. The influence of the situation was blocked by the picture of Su Ruan and Han Che holding hands, and immediately changed from an ambiguous relationship to a brotherhood.

On the corridor, Song Guo struggled: "The flag needs to be raised, let me down."

Han Che put Song Guo down, pressed him against the wall of the corridor, gritted his teeth and said, "Little thing, you are so bad, you will be punished if you are old."

Song Guo was forced into Han Che's arms. When she raised her head, she saw the protruding Adam's apple under the curve of the young man's jaw. It was so sexy.

Song Guo glanced left and right, and when she saw no one, she quickly leaned forward, and gently sucked Han Che's Adam's apple, imitating the boy who sucked his lips. The soft touch hit Han Che, and all of Han Che's anger dissipated. On Qing Jun's face, patches of red clouds appeared.