I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

Tour guide Wang choked, and didn't dare to scream anymore with a mournful face, and changed his tone: "Student Ran, delete the photo, okay? I don't dare anymore, I just, I just can't control myself, I always like to look at beautiful pictures boys.

The worst thing is, you are so handsome, and you have grown in my aesthetic point, so I have only come to bother you several times.I am like this, it is the same as other men who look at beautiful women twice when they walk. Aren’t all men like this, can you understand? "

Nan Yirong felt disgusted when he heard his coquettish tone, and laughed angrily when he heard his last words that turned black and white.

"Beauty is beautiful. It's normal for everyone to take a second look. Do you dare to say that you are also appreciative? If I wasn't here just now, wouldn't you be about to get started?"

"I, I really appreciate it, I don't have any wrong thoughts, you really think too much, student Nan, I told you when you didn't let me add classmate Ran's WeChat... ah!"

Tour guide Wang was babbling and defending, and suddenly he was kicked lightly in the crotch, and suddenly felt a burst of pain like tearing, screamed, and broke out in cold sweat.

Nan Yirong let go of his hand.

Ran Yuan didn't react, he was startled, felt a little bit of empathy, and let go of his hand. Tour guide Wang immediately fell to the ground, clutching his crotch, rolling in pain.

Ran Yuanxing turned his head and saw Nan Yirong staring at him, and touched his nose uncomfortably. He admitted that he didn't speak just now because he wanted to see Nan Yirong stand out for him.

Looking at Tour Guide Wang who was screaming in pain on the ground, Ran Yuanxing felt that it was almost done, and said, "I will delete the photos before the study is over. You'd better be more honest in the next few days."

After finishing speaking, without giving him time to react, he directly pulled Nan Yirong out, the two of them washed their hands, and walked to the place where the bus was parked.

Walking halfway, the sky suddenly turned dark, and there were several muffled thunders. Not long after, the bean-sized raindrops lined up and fell from the sky, falling on the ground drop by drop. The dry ground was soon soaked. .

The passers-by and some Dongcheng students yelled and ran to the car. Nan Yirong put his hands on his hair to keep out the rain, and also pulled Ran Yuanxing to run. He didn't want his wrist to be gently pulled, and he ran into the boy's body. arms.

Nan Yirong was stunned, the boy smiled lightly and lifted the jacket he had taken off above their heads, wrapped his arm around his shoulder, and led him to run forward.

A faint scent of shower gel came from Ran Yuanxing's body. Nan Yirong felt the heat from the body next to him while running. The boy hugged his hand very hard, as if he was afraid that he would run out of the range covered by his clothes. Get in the rain.

His eyes were looking ahead, focused on the road, but the beating frequency of his heart was still transmitted to Nan Yirong's ears through his body temperature.

Nan Yirong slowly lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

Both of them were young guys with tall legs and long legs. They ran very fast and even overtook a few girls. They rushed to the bus of Class 1 with all their might.

Ran Yuanxing put down the clothes he was holding, dusted off the water droplets on them, and put them on the back of the chair to dry. Nan Yirong had already sat down. He took out the paper in his schoolbag and handed it to Ran Yuanxing.

Ran Yuanxing smiled and sat down holding the paper.

Nan Yirong looked away and wiped the rain on his face with a paper. At this moment, he suddenly felt his knee was slightly broken.

Nan Yirong turned his head, and saw the boy smiling at him, then he bent down, took the paper Nan Yirong gave him, and gently wiped the uppers of Nan Yirong's two shoes.

When they were running just now, they waded through a small puddle, and some mud splashed on their shoes. Nan Yirong was wearing white shoes, so he cursed at that time.

He didn't even remember when he got in the car, but Ran Yuanxing still read it, and the first thing he did when he sat down was to shine his shoes.