Beautiful Chacha was taken away by her love rival

It's okay not to mention, but when I said that the face against the pillow was indeed a bit painful, Xu Zhen turned his face halfway to look at He Ran, the eyes and cheeks that were steamed from fever were pitiful and cute.

"I'm dizzy and my throat hurts," he complained half-truthfully.

He Ran let out a "tsk".

"I know, I brought you breakfast and medicine, come down quickly."

When Xu Zhen heard this, he poked his head out of the bed, and saw that He Ran was carrying a bunch of bags in his hands, and he was looking up at him with his lips curled up, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were playful.

He pursed his lips guiltyly for a moment, a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

He thought that He Ran was here to arrest him for tutoring, but he didn't expect him to be so kind, he saved him last night, and today he is still thinking about his injury.

Except for Yan Baiyan, no one cared about him so much.

Amber eyes were full of bright light, Xu Zhen got off the bed along the bed ladder like a puppy who saw meat, stood with his hands behind his back and bowed his head in front of He Ran and whispered: "Thank you."

He Ran looked down at his obedient hair, a slight smile flashed in his black eyes, he put all the things in his hand on his table, and hummed softly, "Sit down, and I'll apply the medicine to you."

Xu Zhen twitched for a second, then sat down on the stool, looking up at He Ran as if begging for candy.

He Ran unscrewed the anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving ointment, looked back to see Xu Zhen's expression, his breathing was stagnant, his big bony hands were stained with the ointment and gently stroked that miserable face, spreading it evenly bit by bit, the stroking movements brought Inexplicable.

Although He Ran deliberately lightened his strength, Xu Zhen still frowned in pain, closed his eyes and stepped back.

The shoulder was suddenly grasped by a powerful palm, the scorching temperature of the palm was very familiar, it was exactly the same as when he dragged his butt to carry himself last night, strong and reassuring.

At this time, this hand firmly imprisoned him in front of He Ran, keeping his head up and his eyes closed, his breath was full of the smell of gin on He Ran's body, as if he was drunk.

The other hand was still applying the medicine, and the light and heavy breath hit the top of Xu's pillow. Xu pillow was so painful that his tears were tearful and he avoided opening his eyes, unaware that his posture seemed to be squeamishly asking for a kiss.

The medicine was almost applied, but He Ran didn't say a word to remind him, by accident, he touched his finger that wasn't stained with the medicine to the innocent pale pink lips, and sneaked in unexpectedly.

The accident was not hindered by anything, and when the fingertips touched the warm touch of the mouth, He Ran's whole body froze immediately, his whole body was like an electric shock, and a ruthless rage was brewing in his dark eyes, which landed on Xu Zhen's body, wishing he could A monster that swallows people up.

Xu Zhen bluntly asked questions from his throat, softly "Huh?"

He thought it was He Ran who accidentally poked his finger in while applying the medicine.

He Ran pulled out his finger, and when Xu Zhen opened his eyes, his expression returned to his usual loose expression, but he didn't wipe the saliva from his finger, and said softly, "It's finished."

Xu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, as soon as someone was willing to pamper him, he couldn't help but raise his tail and act coquettishly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, but it's so cold and uncomfortable."

He Ran raised his eyebrows: "You want your face to be swollen into a pig's head so you can wipe it off."

Xu Zhen pursed his lips, and very consciously began to unwrap the preserved egg porridge and steamed buns brought by He Ran.

He Ran looked around in the dormitory, looking aimlessly at Jiang Zhiheng, who had a bad face on the upper and lower berths, and raised the corners of his lips to say hello: "Student, I met you last night. I am He Ran, who studies theoretical physics. A student of Professor Zhou."

"Yanyi?!" Xu Zhen, who was eating Xiaolongbao, raised his head in shock. In his cognition of a scumbag, a graduate student in the physics department must be a top student to be admitted. He had always thought that He Ran was Juniors and seniors, I didn't expect the difference between the two of them to be so many levels.

He Ran stretched out his hand to pluck his hair, casually: "Eat your meal."

Jiang Zhiheng looked disheveled, and greeted with a forced smile: "Hello, senior." He had a nightmare last night and was woken up several times by fright, for fear that this person would tell him. The identity of a person is even worse.

Professor Zhou is the vice dean of the Department of Physics, and he teaches many professional courses. As a student of Professor Zhou, He Ran has a lot of contact with them.

Most importantly, He Ran was doubting himself.

Jiang Zhiheng secretly clenched his fists, anxiously finding a reason to go out quickly.

He Ran stared at his back, his eyes were a little cold, and when the door of the dormitory was closed, he lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

Even though half of his face looked miserable after applying the medicine, Xu Zhen still ate heartlessly.

It seemed that he wasn't the one who drove He Ran away in the first place, as if he no longer cared about the owner of the increasingly weak spicy woody perfume in the air.

From the moment he walked into this dormitory, He Ran captured this fragrance, and he quickly thought of the man he passed by when he went upstairs, with the same perfume smell, which was incompatible with the environment here.

He Ran sneered at the other party's behavior of encroaching on the territory. In his eyes, he was just an ambitious wolf cub. He casually flicked the broken hair between Xu's forehead and said lazily: "Let's go, remember to be careful." Take medicine."

Xu Zhen brushed back his disheveled hair in confusion, and when he looked up again, He Ran had already disappeared.

The 602 dormitory became quiet for a moment, and he realized later that Yan Baiyan would not run into He Ran!Safety!

Thinking of this, he greeted Mo Yun in a good mood: "Come and eat Xiaolongbao, it's delicious."

Mo Yun came over speechlessly and took a bun, and couldn't help complaining: "You are too big-hearted, how are you going to explain these medicines when Yan Baiyan comes back?"

Xu Zhen tilted his head: "Let's tell the truth." There is nothing to explain.

Mo Yun: "...you are awesome."

Xu Zhen and Mo Yun laughed and quarreled again, since he had already gotten up, he might as well go to wash up.

When passing by Chen Cheng's bed with a washbasin, the bed curtain opened a gap, Xu Zhen glanced casually, but suddenly saw Chen Cheng's face looking at him through the small gap.

"Fuck." Xu Zhen yelled and jumped back, knocking over the stool behind him.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yun, who was brushing his teeth, heard the sound with his toothbrush in his mouth.

Xu Zhen pointed in the direction of Chen Cheng's bed with trembling fingers, took a breath and cursed: "Chen Cheng, you are crazy, why do you look at people like this, it scares me to death." Since what happened last semester, his relationship with Chen Cheng Has always been very bad, not polite to speak.

Chen Cheng's voice was hoarse with a hangover, and he taunted him: "Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, just glanced at you, what did you do to be so guilty?"

"What are you so angry about?" Xu Zhen was a little annoyed.

Unexpectedly, Chen Cheng didn't say a word, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull up the bed curtain, and stopped making any noise.

Xu Zhen suddenly felt that he had punched the cotton, and he couldn't care about such a trivial matter, so he could only wash in depression.

Inside the closed bed curtain, Chen Cheng was holding his mobile phone, staring at the chat box with Jiang Zhiheng on wechat, with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

There is still Jiang Zhiheng's last message: In our dormitory, you offended Xu Zhen the most. He already had Yan Baiyan as his backer, and now he is a student of Professor Zhou Zhou. My buddy kindly reminds you, be careful, you will have a hard time in the future. That thing about stealing last year is coming back to you.

Chen Cheng's eyes flickered, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

He did it very covertly at the time, without leaving any clues, and blamed Xu Zhen. Xu Zhen's IQ can only be blamed for him.

But Jiang Zhiheng was right, he had to be a bit of a stumbling block, and he couldn't let Xu Zhen get too complacent.

In the early morning of summer, there was sweltering heat. When Yan Baiyan returned to the dormitory with the medicine in his hand, a thin layer of sweat dripped from his forehead, dripping onto his white shirt along the lines of his beautiful face. The image of the high-cold male god seems a bit down-to-earth.

Seeing this, Xu Zhen hurriedly pulled out two tissues and brought them closer to him. He looked up at Yan Baiyan's expressionless handsome face, which was slightly reddened by the heat to buy medicine for him, and his eyes were crooked with a smile, and he pursed his eyes a little bit shyly. lip.

He tentatively raised his arm and sent the tissue to Yan Boxan's face, he seemed to feel the heat of hormones through the tissue, and helped Yan Boxan wipe the sweat off his face.

The intimate movements made his own nose start to ooze fine beads of sweat, and his cheeks turned red under the 23-degree indoor air conditioner.

What surprised Xu Zhen the most was that Yan Baiyan remained motionless, staring at him intently.

Just as he was about to withdraw his sweat-wiping hand, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

Yan Baiyan narrowed his eyes coldly, turned around the bag of medicine on Xu Zhen's table, looked at Xu Zhen rather sharply and asked, "Who sent it?"

Xu Zhen said "Ah?", followed Yan Baiyan's gaze, and then realized what he was asking, and blinked: "It's a senior. He heard that I was injured and came to see me."

His tone was calm, his eyes innocent, and he didn't feel guilty at all.

Yan Baiyan met his bright eyes sullenly, and couldn't help but suspect that he was thinking too much, but he heard Chen Cheng beside him suddenly say: "It's not just to come and see, but the senior is so distressed, I will give it to you personally. The medicine he applied was so caring, those who didn’t know it thought it was Xu Zhen’s boyfriend.”

Xu Zhen pouted at Chen Cheng: "You talk a lot."

Turning to Yan Baiyan, he immediately changed his expression, sweetly tugging at Yan Baiyan's shirt sleeve: "What medicine did you buy for me, show me quickly."

However, the owner of the sleeve didn't accommodate him as usual, and swung it according to his strength, instead it became stiff.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Zhen's chin was shackled by a huge force, and he was forced to raise his head with a dazed expression.

It was Yan Baiyan who stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and there was no trace of warmth in Yan Baiyan's condensed eyes, replaced by complete indifference.

Seeing Yan Baiyan's stern and resolute face, Xu Zhen tensed up at the moment, as if he was trying to endure something.

What's going on here?

He was still in a daze, Yan Baiyan violently turned his head to the other side, completely revealing the half of his face after applying the ointment, the swollen face was covered with white ointment, it was a mess, it was really not beautiful However, Yan Baiyan stared at it for more than ten seconds.

Xu Zhen struggled uncomfortably, feeling a little flustered, and coquettishly called out "it hurts" to Yan Baiyan.

Yan Baiyan finally let go of his hand, his condensed expression was a bit stunned, he looked at Xu Zhen with a very strange look, and immediately stuffed the bag of medicine in his hand into Xu Zhen's arms, and said in a cold tone: "I'm leaving .”

Without waiting for Xu Zhen to say anything, he stretched his long legs, took a big step 602, and pulled the door shut with his backhand, making a deep "bang".

Xu Zhen's pace of catching up was blocked by the closed door, and the door was also thrown down. As if a basin of ice water had been poured on his heart, he couldn't help complaining: "Why are you angry for no reason?"

Mo Yun, the lone dog-headed military strategist who was watching the whole process, was cautious: "Did he misunderstand your relationship with the senior and get jealous?"

Of course, it may not be a misunderstanding, Mo Yun added silently.

Xu Zhen was taken aback, and subconsciously argued: "But he doesn't know He Ran." He didn't even meet him face to face.

The voice paused, Xu Zhen looked at the medicine bought by Yan Baiyan in his arms, and then at the medicine He Ran sent on the table... Mo Yun's words seemed to make sense.

Is Yan Baiyan really jealous?Does that mean he likes him too?

Once this idea came into being, it took root in his heart like a seedling, Xu Zhen squeezed the plastic bag in his hand, and ran out of the dormitory in a hurry.

Seeing the conflict between Xu Zhen and Yan Baiyan, Chen Cheng in the dormitory swayed his legs triumphantly, got out of bed and washed leisurely, and when he passed by Xu Zhen's table, he picked up the last steamed bun and ate it.

Mo Yun frowned watching this scene, opened his mouth, but said nothing after all.