My cat always wants to suck me

The wind carried the warm fragrance of straw, clean and refreshing, Ruan Chengyun looked at him quietly for a while, and didn't speak for a long time.

Xing Yu felt a little embarrassed and slowly put his hand down.

Ruan Chengyun suddenly felt that he wanted to laugh. If Xing Yu's ears were exposed, he would probably fold them limply, and asked helplessly, "Young little friend, are you acting like a baby with me?"

Xing Yu felt ashamed, and denied it coldly: "No."

After thinking for a while, he added: "It really hurt a bit just now, but it's fine now."

Ruan Chengyun nodded, and continued to applaud: "Yes, the straw is too heavy."

On the way back, Ruan Chengyun was holding back his laughter.

Xing Yu's face was hot, and the suspicious pink color climbed from his ears to his collarbone, until he was about to lose his temper, but Ruan Chengyun gently held his wrist.

Ruan Chengyun reached out and rubbed his arm, then raised his eyes to look at him: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

The light falling from the sky fell into his eyes, and Xing Yu couldn't help laughing.

"Ah."

The two sat in the car for another few hours. When they returned to the dormitory, Ruan Chengyun was almost collapsed into a soft cake. He simply rejected his promise to do someone's homework and spent the weekend listlessly. Slowed down.

On Monday, a new beginning, the final exam is also a step forward.

It rained heavily last night, and the temperature dropped sharply. Ruan Chengyun was shivering from the cold. He drank a cup of hot soy milk before he got better.

Xing Yu didn't feel the cold. Before class, he sat in front of the desk while doing his homework and warmed Ruan Chengyun's hands. As soon as Jiang Ruoran entered the room, he saw the two chattering and immediately knocked on the table.

"Pay attention to the influence, you two, what are you doing in the early morning, Qingqing, me, me."

She said something casually, and shivered when she sat down: "It's really cold today."

As soon as Xing Yu moved, he was slapped by Ruan Chengyun: "Continue writing."

The homework in front of him was laid out in a row, which was the homework that the bully didn't write yesterday.

After Ruan Chengyun finished typing, he consciously put his hands back, lying on the table to sleep, Xing Yu stared solemnly at the homework in front of him, and looked at him full of resentment: "Didn't you say... help me write it!"

Ruan Chengyun smiled lightly: "That's a good question, and I didn't say to write everything for you. Look, I wrote all the English for you."

Xing Yu really wanted to drop the pen, but looked at the fingertips that were obediently placed in his palm, said nothing, bowed his head and continued to write.

Jiang Ruoran was amazed, and inserted three pens in front of Ruan Chengyun and bowed: "Great God, you are the real Great God, please be respected by the little one."

Ruan Chengyun raised his eyebrows: "Where are you worshiping your ancestors?"

Talking and laughing, the morning passed under Xing Yu's resentment of doing homework, and it was not until noon that the temperature slowly picked up. As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Prince Mole ran to find Wu Hua for dinner.

Yu Hongjun stared at them viciously: "You two bitches!"

Wang Zimo glanced at him sadly: "Hey, who told you that you didn't finish your homework? You should stay here, I thought about it, and I don't think we are suitable for people like us who finish homework in time, what should I say? , more expensive."

After speaking, he still glanced at Wu Hua under Yu Hongjun's glaring eyes: "That's right, old Wu!"

Wu Hua glanced at Xing Yu, who was also detained in class because he didn't finish his homework, and didn't dare to nod.

Only then did Wang Zimo remember that Xing Yu hadn't finished his homework yet, but he was still sloppy. He was on the verge of death, and asked Ruan Chengyun, "Squad leader, let's have dinner together?"

Xing Yu looked up at him immediately, Wang Zimo flinched, and Ruan Chengyun smiled lowly: "Okay, it's just that they are two companions to make up homework."

After saying that, he really left, and Xing Yu immediately stood up and stopped him: "You dare to leave."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wang Zimo, who immediately made amends: "Squad leader, you are wrong, as a brother, we have to share weal and woe, you can't leave us Xing Shen like this."

Ruan Chengyun looked back at him: "So were you farting just now?"

Wang Zimo smiled with his standard eight teeth: "I'm just asking politely."

Yu Hongjun was buried in his homework, and seeing him was extremely unpleasant: "Can you politely get out now?"

Jiang Ruoran shook his head: "Tsk, it's not time for you two to fuck, plastic brotherhood."

They were talking, but they saw Xing Yu suddenly bent down, picked Ruan Chengyun up easily, and placed him on the table where he made up his homework.

"Hey……"

Ruan Chengyun subconsciously raised his hand to grab his shoulder, but he patted his waist gently, his face became hot instantly.

Jiang Ruoran took a small breath and blinked blankly.

The two were very close, Xing Yu put him down and didn't back away immediately, but squinted his eyes and pressed Ruan Chengyun's head, and said coldly: "Sit here and don't move."

Yu Hongjun couldn't help laughing: "That's right, you are not allowed to leave, if you are in trouble, be the monitor!"

Ruan Chengyun glanced at him: "Shut up, you."

Xing Yu then turned around and went back to do his homework. Ruan Chengyun waited for a long time before the heat on his face subsided, and probably because he was afraid of being detained, Wang Zimo's grandson took Wu Hua and ran away, leaving only Jiang Ruoran standing in front of him. He looked at them thoughtfully.

Ruan Chengyun really didn't move any more, and looked at her with raised eyebrows: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Jiang Ruoran snapped back to his senses, shook his head and walked out.

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

However, when she went out, she still couldn't help but look back with some hesitation.

When Xing Yu hugged Ruan Chengyun, his back was turned to other people, but he was facing her.

Thinking of Xing Yu's expression just now, Jiang Ruoran was inexplicably flustered.

She is not the kind of delicate girl, but she can also feel that Xing Yu's expression is not right, and thinking about the details of the past, a bold guess is about to come out.

Jiang Ruoran thought of the C building where the school forum had just lost its popularity and suddenly felt absurdly that those irrelevant statements might be true.

She tried her best to suppress that feeling, but it kept coming out.

For the next few days, Jiang Ruoran secretly observed them.

Humans are such creatures. They don't care about it when they don't expect it, but once the seeds of doubt are planted in their hearts, they can't restrain themselves from thinking about it.

Xing Yu is lonely and cold, and he has no patience to listen to what others say, but he will not take his eyes off Ruan Chengyun when he talks.

It's not the kind of perfunctory look, but it can make people feel that he really listened to each word and remembered it in his heart.

His seat is obviously in the last row, but he will come over after class, even when Ruan Chengyun is doing homework, he has to sit beside him, either touching his wrists, or directly holding Ruan Chengyun's hand.

Jiang Ruoran deliberately looked at it several times.

Fingers intertwined.

After all, she is a girl, and she has a different understanding of such small details, and when she looks at Xing Yu, her eyes are a little more thoughtful.

As soon as the class bell rang, Xing Yu returned to his seat. Jiang Ruoran absent-mindedly drew circles on his notebook and frowned unconsciously.

To be honest, she is not that familiar with Xing Yu. Although she knows that Xing Yu is not the kind of casual person, she still can't help but worry about Ruan Chengyun.

When this kind of thing happened in a novel, she would probably scream excitedly, waving flags and shouting crap, but when it happened to a friend, she felt her heart sink.

And... She always felt that Ruan Chengyun probably also had this tendency, and Jiang Ruoran could feel that Ruan Chengyun's indulgence and patience with Xing Yu was completely different from that of other people.

Jiang Ruoran has been worrying about them for the past few days, and there are two bubbles in his worried mouth.

Ruan Chengyun stared at the book in her hand, and couldn't help but stop her because of her obsessive-compulsive disorder: "Come back to your senses, the book will be leaked by you."

Jiang Ruoran woke up with a start, and turned to look at Ruan Chengyun.

Ruan Chengyun was chilled by her look: "Why are you looking at me? Don't say you like me suddenly, I'm sorry, ugly rejection."

Jiang Ruoran rolled his eyes angrily, adjusted his emotions, and asked tentatively: "Squad leader, I have a question for you... What type of girl do you think God Xing would like?"

She carefully watched Ruan Chengyun's reaction, and sure enough, Ruan Chengyun's fingertips paused slightly, and he turned to look at her seriously.

"Why are you asking this?"

Jiang Ruoran smiled: "Don't think about it, I just received another order, this time I won't send it to you, let me tell you, you can make money by passing it on to God Xing, after all, risking your life, a love letter 88! "

She didn't lie, there were girls from other classes asking her about Xing Yu, and some people wanted to ask her for help, but Jiang Ruoran felt that this matter was unlikely, and didn't want to cheat other girls' money, so she didn't answer.

Ruan Chengyun smiled stiffly: "Then he's worth quite a lot."

Jiang Ruoran took out a candy and pushed it to him.

"So you just talk about it, what kind of Xing Shen likes, so that I can go back to others?"

Ruan Chengyun lowered his eyes, and returned the candy calmly: "I don't know, you can ask yourself."

Jiang Ruoran stared at the returned fruit flavor on the table with a heavy heart.

Ruan Chengyun just dealt with it casually, but he didn't expect Jiang Ruoran to actually ask when Xing Yu came over after class.

Xing Yu didn't want to answer such a boring question at first, but when he glanced at Ruan Chengyun who was writing the paper with his head down, the corners of his lips curled up in a strange way.

"I like... Quiet, usually not too talkative, good-looking and smart, mainly because I like cats."

Quiet and quiet, good-looking and smart, likes cats——

Fuck, isn't this talking about the monitor!

Ruan Chengyun lowered his head, but Jiang Ruoran could see clearly. When Xing Yu was talking, he kept looking at Ruan Chengyun, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow, and he smiled slightly, which was unbelievably warm.

There was a thump in her heart.

I'm sorry, but she probably won't be able to block the door.

Jiang Ruoran regained his composure, and precariously took the water glass to fetch the water. Wang Zimo passed by and gave her a strange look.

"Sister Ran, why are you so young at such a young age?"

The bleakness in Jiang Ruoran's heart has not faded away, and he is not in the mood to talk nonsense with him, but he just gave him a meaningful look, and said lightly: "You are still young, you don't understand."

After finishing speaking, she quietly walked out with a water glass like a female ghost, Wang Zimo stared at her puzzled, thinking that his sister Ran must have gone crazy in class.

With no one in the way, Xing Yu sat directly next to Ruan Chengyun, leaned down on the table to look at Ruan Chengyun, reached out to touch his hand, but was avoided by Ruan Chengyun, and immediately frowned.

Ruan Chengyun raised his eyes: "Don't make trouble."

Xing Yu stubbornly grabbed his wrist: "If you don't make trouble, just touch it."

Afraid that Ruan Chengyun would refuse, he added another sentence: "Otherwise, I will change back again."

Ruan Chengyun didn't move anymore, but he sighed in his heart.

What is he sour about? Xing Yu was just talking about an ideal type, and he will marry a wife and have children in the future. It has nothing to do with him at all. Even the intimacy now is just a matter of reason.

In the end, he was the only one who thought too much.

Forget it.

Xing Yu was satisfied with his obedience, and gently stroked his wrist with his fingertips, feeling satisfied just by looking at it.

His ideal type is called Ruan Chengyun.