I fell in love with the cool fishing roommate gl

Apart from being at home, Ran Jiu basically showed no signs of emotion or anger outside. At this time, this expressionless face suddenly stunned Chang Zhen.

Of course, it is also possible that she kicked the door too loudly just now.

The alcohol bug in Chang Zhen's mind was at work, no matter how she looked at this woman, she was very beautiful and familiar, but her body had an honest sense of fear, subconsciously thinking that this person was not easy to offend.

Ran Jiu pulled out Rong Ting, who was standing stupidly by the table, and put his thin body in front of her, and said slowly: "People who vomit filth at every turn are likely to have a bad life or a twisted mind. Look at your world-weary rag hairstyle." You know, Osamu Dazai was not as fashionable as you when he committed suicide."

Chang Zhen was so angry that her face turned red, showing a ruthless look.

Ran Jiu paid attention to the movements of her hands, and even pulled Rong Ting back. The two of them had an obvious tendency to retreat collectively, but their mouths were not forgiving: "It's always rotten/fart/ass, you use this kind of stuff too much." Why are you so resentful about something?" She suddenly realized, "Or did she grow one?"

Chang Zhen stood up with the bottle in hand, Ran Jiu pushed Rong Ting out of the door, and said something.

As soon as the two of them ran out, when Ran Jiu closed the door, there was the sound of wine bottles smashing inside.

Rong Ting wanted to laugh a bit, but saw Ran Jiu's side face was serious, his jaw line was very tight, he pushed her out for a long time, passed through the gate of a residential area outside, bypassed two narrow alleys, and finally saw a more spacious one way.

Going around a building and walking east is almost in the direction of their home.

Along the way, Rong Ting was a little excited by the alcohol. Thinking of the scene of letting go of hatred just now, he wished to praise Ran Jiu, saying that you are so cool, you are so cool, and you are super beautiful.

Ran Jiu kept a cold face and didn't talk to her, Rong Ting was a little confused and followed her step by step.

Later, Ran Jiu's footsteps became faster and faster, almost leaving her behind.

Rong Ting paused, and stood there a little aggrieved.

Ran Jiu walked back a few steps and found that the person hadn't followed, turned his head, and frowned at her again: "Hurry up."

Rong Ting and her, one in front and one behind, walked quickly in the gentle night wind, the night lights and the dense night scene were left behind.

Ran Jiu paused halfway, and stood under the light, his face couldn't see the expression clearly: "Now I know I'm tired, did I know I was afraid just now?"

Rong Ting looked at her a little puzzled, and when they were almost home, it was she who broke the deadlock: "Jijiu!"

She pulled her sleeve, "Are you very concerned about my safety? It's okay, there are so many of us, she only has one."

Ran Jiu didn't deny it either, and said calmly, "Individual violence is different from group violence, but the violence brought about by people of different genders is terrifying."

"When I was floating outside in high school, I saw a woman beating a woman, a woman feeding a woman, and a woman swearing and tearing off another woman's clothes." She narrated in an indifferent tone, "The streets in the lower city of Sichuan, every day There are such things everywhere, women with dark hair or blue hair, they backstab the same sex, hurt the same sex, swear at the same sex, and if you are unfortunate enough to believe them, the end will be miserable."

When going upstairs, the lights were flickering and the light bulbs above were shaking, Ran Jiu was talking about such things in such a strange environment, Rong Ting couldn't help but be afraid, bit his lip and kept silent.

After returning home and turning on the light, her face relaxed a little, and she pulled Ran Jiu's sleeve: "Jiu Jiu, I won't be so impulsive in the future, don't be angry."

Ran Jiu still ignored him.

She took a step back and persuaded her: "This is the imperial capital, the law and order is very strict, and we are in the same school, so it shouldn't be so."

"Same school?" Ran Jiu poked her lightly, with a serious tone: "Do you know anyone in the same school as you? Do you know that they don't have a sound family education? Do you know their growing environment? Do you know that they are in the imperial capital? Did you form a gang with those social gangsters? You dare to provoke her."

Rong Ting was dumbfounded by the training, and Ran Jiu didn't sleep with her at night.

The senior sister secretly told her that Chang Zhen kept his face dark for the second half of the time, but it was normal when he left.She said that she was wronged this time, and she tried not to bring Chang Zhen in future activities.

It's okay for Rong Ting to reply, this kind of garbage person shouldn't occupy her mind at all.

It's just that she's still a little annoyed.

I regret going to team building.

Do not meet this kind of person.

It also made Ran Jiu unhappy.

She kicked Chang Zhen's disgusting face out of her mind, and suddenly thought that Ran Jiu would not let her climb the bed, and felt a little sad.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, Ran Jiu was lying on the other side, still thinking about the day in a mess.

She really made a big fuss at night, otherwise she couldn't give the simple gray rabbit a long memory.

Sometimes Rong Ting is too simple, like a blank sheet of paper, which can be smeared casually.

She is unaware of the dangers around her, and she is always easy to give her sincerity to others, and in the end it is her own that hurts.There must be a lesson learned.

Having nothing to do, she opened WeChat, Rong Ting's dialog box was still empty, she snorted, and switched to the dialog box with Lan Wen.

Ever since Lan Min knew that she had found Rong Ting, she yelled at her every day that she must share her experience. She didn't bother to exaggerate, so she briefly talked about the process of getting together.

Lan Wen sent a bunch of ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Then there are all kinds of paradoxical questions.

Have you kissed, have you slept, whether the xp of the two are compatible, how do you call each other...

Ran Jiu: [You are like a noisy paparazzi. 】

The other party: [Tell me, tell me! 】

Ran Jiu thought for a while, then replied coldly and perfunctorily: [She doesn't touch me now, she just kisses and hugs, nothing messed up xp.

As for the address, Ran Jiu thought about it seriously: [She seems to call me Jiujiu all the time, I call her Tingting. 】

Lan Min: […]

Ran Jiu added: 【Oh, sometimes she calls me Ran Kitten. 】

The other party: [No more? 】

Ran Jiu: [No more. 】

Lan Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: [What kind of address is this for primary school students, cats and mice are more fashionable than you, and they still call each other dear. 】

Ran Jiu was puzzled: [Why do you have to use such a greasy title. 】

Lan Wen: [Then at least we should call each other wives, have you ever called each other?]

Ran Jiu thought about it carefully, and said honestly: [No. 】

Lan Wen: [boring. 】

Ran Jiu stared at the screen with drooping eyelashes, are they really that boring, aren't they like all the kissing couples?

So what exactly went wrong.

She lay on the bed and looked at the mobile phone, her eyes became sleepy after looking at it for a while, and she reluctantly said nothing to Lan Min.

She always sleeps wholeheartedly, she lays on the pillow dimly, and is about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, he was so frightened by the rustling sound at the door that he lost all sleepiness.

She just squinted.

I saw the person at the door holding a large quilt, walking towards her staggeringly, tripped in the darkness, and instantly smashed the heavy quilt on her feet.

Although it didn't hurt, Ran Jiu was more awake this time, and turned on the table lamp sleepily.

After her eyes got used to the light, Rong Ting just staggered up from the bed in front of her, the hair on her forehead was a little messy, and her cheeks were flushed abnormally.

Her eyes were shining, and she looked at her timidly, "Jijiu."

She took a deep breath and looked at her watch, it was three o'clock in the middle of the night.

well.

She suddenly became angry, "Come here!"

When Rong Ting heard this, he couldn't hide the joy on his face, especially when he saw Ran Jiu's blurred and beautiful face under the lamp, he thought he could climb the bed again.

She was so happy that she didn't even recognize the expression on Ran Jiu's face, so she walked over in desolate steps.

In the evening, they drank foreign wine in Haidilao, and their energy was a bit slow. When they came back, they didn't feel anything, and they fell into a deep sleep as soon as they went to bed.

When the alcohol eased up a bit, she woke up again in a daze. Although she was still a little drunk, she couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Thinking that Ran Jiu seemed to have gotten angry at her, she subconsciously ran over to coax him.

"Jijiu!" She rushed towards her with a suppressed voice of joy.

She didn't fall into the familiar embrace, but suddenly her back was pushed down by a force, her hands were empty, and she directly grabbed the firm mattress.

Ran Jiu's slap rose and fell, through the fabric, the sound of hitting flesh was dull.

"Your grandma's wine."

"Let you come in and scare me in the middle of the night without sleeping!"

"You can't drink enough and still drink at night! You don't know how much you drink Jiang Xiaobai and you still drink foreign wine!"

"It makes you dare to provoke those garbage people! I get angry when I think of that ugly and pretending gray rag!"

"If you are being watched twice in three days, can't you calm down?"

The autumn and winter pajamas that Rong Ting was wearing were thick and fluffy. He didn't realize what had happened until there was a muffled slap from behind and a dull pain in his buttocks.

She twitched a little bit, still quibbling, "I'm not drunk."

Ran Jiu slapped her butt tightly again, "Besides, I'm not drunk, it smells like alcohol, smell it yourself!"

Rong Ting was a little aggrieved, and sniffed his sleeve, "It's not smelly."

Ran Jiu closed his eyes deeply, and beat him down with practice making perfect...

I don't know how many times it passed, Rong Ting felt a little pain, twisting around like a flexible fat fish, "Jiujiu, did I scare you?"

Ran Jiu pulled her up abruptly, and said under pressure, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Rong Ting looked at her innocently: "I can't sleep."

...But why Jiujiu is so fierce, she is a little scared in her heart.

Seeing that she was about to be beaten again, she suddenly crawled to the other side and made a "stop" gesture.

When he looked back, he also realized that Ran Jiu might be afraid that she would fall, so he kept blocking her with his arm.

She suddenly went away again, Jiujiu cared about her so much.

Ran Jiu's anger subsided a little, and he stared at her. Her soft long hair was half loose and messy, hanging in front of her shoulders. The light was warm yellow, a bit like a hazy and soft oil painting.

Rong Ting's heart suddenly became inexplicably hot, and he saw the green light on the corner of the phone next to Ran Jiu, which was a reminder to receive a message.

She suddenly realized: "Jiujiu, you haven't slept yet."

Ran Jiu avoided her gaze uncomfortably: "I fell asleep just now."

Realizing she was lying, she stroked her hair a little nervously.

She was wearing a thin white lace suspender on top, and the fabric on her chest was very low, so when she was stroking her hair, her other hand was trying to hide the gully in the middle.

Ran Jiu's legs were covered by the messy bedding, and Rong Ting touched a piece of slippery skin when he was struggling just now.

Guess she should be wearing very short hot pants.

Ran Jiu looked at her wearily, and slightly stepped aside, "Forget it, I'll clean you up tomorrow, go to bed first."

She turned her back, and suddenly stood up and looked at her again: "What are you doing there?"

Rong Ting hurriedly crawled over and lay down inside, Ran Jiu turned off the lamp and lay down, his true face was hidden in the darkness, but he didn't speak, making it difficult to see his attitude.

The alcohol in Rong Ting's body took effect slowly, his internal organs were burned, smelling the fragrance of Ran Jiu's hair, he couldn't help but get closer.

"Jiujiu, your hair smells so good, what shampoo do you use?"

Ran Jiu moved suddenly, but didn't turn around: "What time is it? I don't have time to wash my hair, you idiot."

The ending sound is full of coquettishness and doting.

Rong Ting lowered his eyes and looked through the dark gap in front. Ran Jiu's hair was scattered on the pillow, only his shoulders were exposed from the quilt, and a section of jade white was extremely dazzling.

She couldn't help but leaned over and buried it on her fluffy and smooth hair, and took a deep breath. It smelled really good, not an illusion.

Surprised, she rubbed against her shoulder foolishly.

Baji, took a bite.

Warm and cool, creamy, with a thin layer of sweaty feeling, but no smell, just a light body fragrance.

She was still in the midst of chaotic thinking, only feeling that her body was beyond her control, and she pecked several times in a row as a prank.

Until Ran Jiu couldn't help turning around, poking her away with his finger, angry and wanting to laugh, he popped out after holding it in for a long time: "What are you doing!"

There was vague laziness in the voice, and coquettishness in the resentment.

Rong Ting's eyes were blurred, and he suddenly embraced her neck and kissed her, softly rubbing against her lips, involuntarily robbing her of oxygen, entangled the tip of his tongue and refused to let go.

Such a sudden kiss made Ran Jiu a little dazed, suddenly lacking the strength to resist, he raised his head in obliviousness to agree.

There was a sudden warmth in her chest, and the tip of Rong Ting's small nose rubbed against her collarbone, kissing it densely.She opened her eyes suddenly and got goosebumps.

"Jiujiu." Rong Ting seemed to realize that she was avoiding, "I... a little hot."

Ran Jiu turned his face away, avoiding her kiss in a panic, "Tingting, wait a minute, I'll turn on the air conditioner, okay?"

"not good."

Rong Ting grabbed her thin wrist, begging a bit: "Don't hide, okay?"

Following the soft moonlight, Ran Jiu's beauty gradually revealed as he struggled, the quilt slid down, and someone grabbed his thin waist.

Rong Ting slowly rubbed her, comforted her, and untied the tie at the back of her neck, suddenly revealing a large piece of moon white.She touched the softness in front of her eyes, and couldn't help but lower her head, "Wine."

Ran Jiu's slender toes curled up slightly, and her voice turned into a soft voice that she couldn't even detect, but was occasionally cut off by a sudden tremor: "Tingting, I... When will we... ...get the kitten."

Hearing the timid voice, Rong Ting became more gentle: "It's all fine."

The pressed toes under the quilt stretched out, and the bones occasionally pushed out, and the delicate flesh on the instep was pushed white.

Ran Jiu let out a weak breath, turned on the desk lamp with trembling hands.

Rong Ting was dazzled by the light for a while, and her field of vision gradually changed from a spot of light to a real scene, and she saw Ran Jiu's cold and calm face.

Ran Jiu just stretched out his hand towards her, his unmodified eyebrows and eyes were as clear as ink: "Have you cut your nails yet?"

"Cut it, I just cut it yesterday." Rong Ting couldn't wait, stretched out his fingers like tender bamboo shoots, the long and slender fingers were milky white, full of crescent moons, round nails wrapped in pink flesh.

She tried to explain: "I watched the video."

Ran Jiu's body was hot and cold, and suddenly wanted to wrap himself tightly, but was shivered by the inexplicable warmth.Although she saw Rong Ting's eyes were a little drunk, they were firm, not joking.

"You...you wait a moment." Taking advantage of Rong Ting's retreat, she opened the small cabinet where the bedding was usually stored, pulled out a white cotton pad the size of a pillowcase, and lay down on it.

Then, the lights were turned off.

In the darkness, Ran Jiu's voice was hoarse and tremblingly charming, "Come on."

The curious cat couldn't bear to be curious, and couldn't help but arched his waist and moved forward. Although Rong Ting's movements were unfamiliar, they were very gentle and didn't hurt the cat.

She moved lightly and slowly, the soft presence filled Ran Jiu.

The slow emptiness was followed by moist filling, she was trembling in her arms, and the thin butterfly bones were rolling in the crook of her arms.

The gentle waves rushed to the reef in bursts, and the waves were covered with white foam, rubbing against the stone wall and gradually disappearing.

The streamer of the full moon shines lightly through the cracks in the curtain, and this slightly anxious, clumsy, and tired war has temporarily come to an end.

Rong Ting's last memory is that Ran Jiu threw down the wet mat and put on a dress. Her cheeks were cold and white like beautiful jade, her shoulders were covered with black hair and her slender legs stepped on flip-flops to the bathroom The back is soft and thin.

When she woke up in the morning, Rong Ting found a bottle of melatonin on the table, and the seat next to her was already empty.

She picked up the bottle, with a user guide on it, and the little orange figure indicated that the soft nerves before going to sleep are the most conducive to dormancy.

She was a little confused, whether Ran Jiu took the medicine very early, or after they...

Before going to sleep, she vaguely heard Ran Jiu panting lightly, "Can I have spicy beef today?"

At that time, she was afraid that her physical exertion would be bad for her health, so she tactfully refused her little request, and instead coaxed her to ask her to eat winter melon ribs soup.

Ran Jiu angrily turned around and packed up her changed clothes to take a bath. She stood there facing the moonlight, her face was no longer as cold and pale as before. Twinkling and flowing, when stepping on the blanket, she was arrogant and childish.

Rong Ting compromised: "It's not good to do well the day after tomorrow."

But her body was slightly entangled, and her voice was hoarse like a kitten: "Do you still want to do it?"

Rong Ting suppressed a smile: "Well, don't you want to eat spicy beef, it's easy to get angry if you eat it today."

Ran Xiaomao walked out with a little weird behavior, Rong Ting seemed to be blushing when she saw her face.

It's just that the dew was heavy at night, and she couldn't help falling asleep after a while.

Now she looks at the empty space and thinks dejectedly that maybe she needs more practice to be a good partner.