give me a hug

Xie Jiaran once again won the best award in the Provincial Art Exhibition of Colleges and Universities.

Xie Jiaran did not show a happy mood.

He received the trophy under the envious and admiring eyes of the whole class. When the bell rang, he packed his things silently and left the studio quickly.

It takes nearly 10 minutes from the art building to the dormitory, so Xie Jiaran stepped up and took a shortcut as much as possible.

His brows were furrowed slightly because of the discomfort in his body, and the corners of his mouth were pursed straight.

There was an itch under the surface of the skin all over his body, it wasn't serious, but it made him very uncomfortable.

He gripped his wrist tightly, his neatly trimmed nails pressed a depression on the skin on the inner side of his wrist, and suppressed the untimely itching with pain.

And a sudden, strong desire to be touched.

Walking through the path behind the library, crossing the bridge, and passing through the narrow boulevard, Xie Jiaran ran into a few boys in jerseys who were playing around head-on.

The noise under the scorching heat of the cicadas was particularly noisy, or maybe it was the reason why he was in a very bad state. The giggling laughter made him extremely irritable.

The frown also deepened.

He tried his best to dodge to the side, but it was inevitable that one of the overly noisy boys bumped his arm.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

The boy hurriedly stood up and apologized, with the scalding hot air on his body puffing on Xie Jiaran's cold white skin, the repulsion was far greater than the satisfaction of that moment of skin-to-skin contact.

"fine."

Xie Jia then backed away half a step and opened the distance. Seeing that the boy wanted to say something else, she seriously emphasized "I'm fine", walked around him, and left quickly.

"It's over, it's over, you are disgusted by the school belle."

Seeing people walking away, the boy next to him booed and made a joke: "Xie Xiaohua is so serious about cleanliness. After being touched by you, I can't wash my bald skin when I go back."

Xie Jiaran said that the school belle originated from a group of contemporary "model" college students who had just finished their final exams and had nothing to do in the last semester. A voting activity was launched on the forum to vote for the school belle.

During the period, I don't know who made the mistake. Xie Jiaran's photo was mistakenly pasted into the school flower building. As a result, he led the way with a high number of votes.

Some students who did not participate in the forum heard that their first instinct was that everyone was joking maliciously. When they opened the forum, they immediately gave up this nonsense.

I have to admit that she is indeed prettier than the No.2 girls.

Fortunately, everyone has a sense of proportion.

Knowing that Xie Jiaran is cold-tempered and not easy to make jokes, the name of the school belle is only occasionally called out behind the scenes when making good-natured jokes, and never put it on the bright side.

"How could it be so exaggerated? I just took a shower this morning."

The boy who bumped into Xie Jiaran pulled up his collar and sniffed in self-doubt, isn't it smelly?

"Did you forget that you just finished going crazy on the court? You smell like a stinky man, bad luck, bad luck, I hope it didn't smoke our precious school beauty."

The boy laughed and scolded: "Why didn't you hit me? You are the only one who smells good?"

"I'm self-aware, don't you see me standing so far away?"

Xie Jiaran slowed down after walking a certain distance, took out the wet tissue from his pocket and carefully wiped the bumped place.

It's not disgust, it's the psychological discomfort that can't be overcome.

Throw the used wet wipes into the trash can and hurry back to the dormitory.

He thought he was the first to come back.

But as soon as he put down his painting tools and walked over to lift up the curtains on the balcony, someone pushed the dormitory door open again.

Xie Jiaran looked back.

The doors on both sides were open, and the draft blew through the hall, stirring up the hem of Xie Jiaran's clothes at the waist, rushing towards the young man holding a basketball and stepping through the door full of arrogance.

Liang Suinian also just finished playing basketball, his forehead and the tip of his nose were still soaked with a thin layer of sweat that he didn't have time to wipe off.

He held the ball in one hand, and fanned the collar of his T-shirt with the other to dissipate the heat. His smile was lazily relaxed after exercising.

"Brother, use a piece of paper, I'm too lazy to open a new bag."

Shu Lang's voice subtly fits this midsummer.

Xie Jiaran stood quietly on the spot with her hands down.

His gaze landed on a small section of collarbone that Liang Suinian occasionally exposed when he fanned his collar, and only stayed for a moment before moving back to his face.

The young man's skin is fair and clear, and the profile of his profile is deep and clear. Even though beads of sweat hang from the tip of his nose, he doesn't feel any repulsion.

Or touch him with the tip of your nose, and you won't feel disgusted...

His temples twitched twice.

Xie Jiaran closed her eyes, and the five fingers holding her wrist increased her strength by two points.

When Liang Suinian spoke, his head was slightly lowered, his eyes wandered back and forth on the table closest to him, obviously looking for toilet paper.

There were only two of them in the dormitory, and Xie Jiaran took it for granted that he was talking to him.

She moved her lips as if she wanted to speak, and suddenly a head poked out from the upper bunk near Liang Suinian.

Still holding the tablet in his arms, Li Tang pulled out one earphone and asked Liang Suinian, "What did you say?"

Liang Suinian: "Where's your toilet paper?"

Li Tang snorted, hooked his feet on the bed, and held a toilet paper package between his toes and handed it out from the other end: "Do you see if there is any more in it?"

Liang Suinian glanced subconsciously, it was empty.

In addition, Li Tang's uninhibited posture made his eyes so hot, he couldn't help but clicked his tongue, and was about to say forget it, I went to open a package, when he was handed two pieces of paper in front of him.

The fingers of the hand holding the toilet paper are slender and beautiful, and the skin is so white that the veins of the blue blood vessels under the surface can be clearly seen.

"Here you are." Xie Jiaran's tone was cold, with no expression on his face.

Liang Suinian was stunned for half a second before raising his hand to take it, his eyebrows raised slightly, his expression showing a bit of surprise.

"Thank you." He didn't forget to say.

Xie Jiaran faintly said "No", when she withdrew her hand, her ring finger lightly brushed Liang Sunian's palm.

Immediately, he withdrew his hand quickly as if being electrocuted, and took half a step back to distance himself from him.

"Do you want to use the bathroom now?" He asked Liang Suinian, silently clenching his right hand hanging by his side.

Liang Sunian was indeed going to take a bath, but thinking of where Xie Jiaran was standing when he came in, he said, "I'm not in a hurry, you can use it first."

Xie Jiaran frowned and hummed, then turned and went into the bathroom.

Li Tang's mouth has slowly opened into an O shape since Xie Jiaran passed the paper to Liang Suinian.

As soon as he heard the sound of closing the door, he immediately stretched his neck even longer. Like a turtle coming out of the hole, he moved his head to Liang Suinian's side, suppressing his voice and being surprised: "I'll go, what's going on? I'm sleepwalking???"

Liang Suinian folded the paper with his index finger and casually wiped off the sweat from his brow: "What's the situation?"

"It's not like you don't know how serious Xie Jiaran's cleanliness is."

Li Tang said: "Before I came back from playing basketball sweating, he simply capitalized and bolded the word "dislike" on his forehead, wishing he could be so far away from me, and treat him differently when he comes to you, his face doesn't smell bad You don’t hide from people anymore, and you can still pass the paper to you on your own initiative?”

The more I talked, the more I couldn't figure it out. A big boy felt a little wronged for no reason: "I really smell that bad? Or are you two schoolgirls secretly cultivating feelings behind my back?"

Yes, it was a coincidence that Liang Suinian was the champion who lost a formidable opponent by mistake and finally took the lead in the school grass voting post.

School beauty and school grass, official match in the literal sense, plus they are in the same dormitory, logically speaking, they should have a good relationship, but unfortunately the opposite is true.

The two of them have not spoken more than ten sentences since they lived together.

There is no way, Xie Jiaran is too cold.

Throwing the tissues into balls into the trash can, Liang Suinian skillfully threw the basketball up on his fingertips and twirled it. Hearing this, he twitched the corners of his mouth: "What are you thinking, I didn't see that people can hide faster than being pricked by needles when they bumped into me just now." Can this also be called having feelings?"

"Yes." Li Tang stroked his chin: "It seems reasonable for you to say that...but I still think it's a bit weird."

"You think it's useless, the sixth sense of a stinky man is worthless."

Liang Suinian tilted his head and pointed to the TV series playing on his tablet: "And bro, your goddess seems to be dying soon."

Li Tang quickly retracted his head with a cry, and began to cheer for the goddess through the screen.

Liang Su Nian was overjoyed, turned around and returned to his seat, kicked the basketball under the table, opened the closet and took out clean clothes to prepare for the shower.

When I sat down and turned on the computer and waited for it to start up, my eyes fell on the back of my hand inadvertently.

He is also fair, the kind that can't be tanned after playing basketball for a summer, but it is still a bit worse than Xie Jiaran's.

Flipping over and spreading out his palms, doubts flashed across his face.

He knew that Xie Jiaran was a clean freak and didn't like to have physical contact with people, so he also took care to avoid it when picking up the paper.

Even though there was some distance, how could we still meet?

The author has something to say:

Guess why it happened?

This book is also open!

It’s too hot in summer, let’s have a refreshing cookie to cool off, I hope my wives like it~

Push the next book "Hold That Vampire"

Each awakened vampire has its own type of blood donor.

And because vampires are extremely good-looking, most blood donors will have feelings for them and eventually become husband and wife.

However, one day, the vampire went mad and bit the blood donor to death, and the incident happened in a tragic way.

Vampires have become feared by everyone, and the government has even begun to carry out forced genetic modification of the blood of captured vampires on a large scale.

As a member of the research institute, Pei Yun never thought that he would awaken to become a vampire. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune. On the first day of awakening, he found his blood donor——Lu Que.

Having seen the cruelty of blood genetic modification, his first reaction was to run away, but his desire for blood made him unable to do without Lu Que.

He tried his best to bite someone a few times and narrowly escaped being discovered. Unfortunately, when he decided to bite the person for the last time and run away, he overturned the car.

Lu Que, the first professor of the institute.

He recently discovered that there was something wrong with the little assistant who had been with him since graduation: he was in a trance, lost his appetite, always stared at him in a daze, and even sent his resume elsewhere without telling him.

He couldn't figure it out until one dark and stormy night, he caught a vampire stealing food.

The frightened man with his wrists locked on the bed looked exactly like his little assistant, except for a pair of sharp fangs that glowed porcelain white under the moonlight.

Beautiful little tsundere x gentle old scum

If you don't collect it, be careful, Xiao Pei sneaks into the room at night and bites you!