Cat boyfriend is flirtatious and cowardly

Gu Ran's first reaction was to continue rubbing his eyes. He? Suspected that he had a bad cold and was blurred.

However, as soon as you let go, the time on the screen in your hand remains the same, and even beats the time brazenly.

I'm late, Gu Ran thought.

The brain froze for a second, and then quickly recovered.

Gu Ran didn't have time to think about why the phone was in the bathroom instead of the bedside, so he quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Immediately afterwards, I ran out of the bathroom and opened the closet, grabbed a few clothes at random and started to wear them.

Now? In the past they? Can? Catch up? The last two classes.

Gu Ran carried his schoolbag and looked at the window first. Fortunately, it didn't rain today.

But they still picked up the umbrella that Yuan Jiu lent them, opened the door and rushed out, pressing the elevator.

When Gu Ran arrived at the door of the classroom, the class bell rang.

All the students in the class looked at Gu Ran with wide eyes. Did they? They didn't wake up, or Gu Ran didn't wake up.

They actually saw someone carrying a schoolbag standing at the door of the classroom at this moment?

Gu Ran ignored the curious eyes of the students, stretched out his fist and put it on his lips, coughed twice, and walked straight across the podium.

When passing by the first row by the window, Gu Ran stopped and looked up at Jiang Zhihe.

Jiang Zhihe looked sideways at them, and the two looked at each other.

Gu Ran was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said hello: "Good morning, Jiang Zhihe."

Jiang Zhihe looked away indifferently: "It's almost noon."

Gu Ran choked for a moment, blinked his eyelashes and said, "I'll go back to my seat first." He walked towards the back row.

Jiang Zhihe coughed in a low voice, showing no expression, Ye Qingyu closed the pen case, chatting with him intentionally or not: "Is anyone inviting you to spend the holiday together?"

Jiang Zhihe didn't respond, Ye Qingyu continued: "But I heard that Gu Ran and the others are going to invite you to spend the holidays together."

Jiang Zhihe glanced at her: "What do you want to say?"

Ye Qingyu threw back what he said before: "Soon? I'll be in my third year of high school."

Jiang Zhihe pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then said, "It's almost there."

Ye Qingyu laughed at him when he heard the words: "Congratulations."

Gu Ran stuffed his schoolbag into the hole in the table, tilted his head and asked Ji Lin, "Did any teacher ask about me?"

Ji Lin was busy having fun, without raising his head, he said: "Yes."

"Who asked me?" Gu Ran asked him?

"Teacher." Ji Lin said.

Gu Ran: "..."

Recently, Ji Lin has been a little addicted to the single-player game of Happy Xiao Xiao Le, which doesn't delay his studies and doesn't make him stay up all night.

Gu Ran didn't ask them, and probably the teacher didn't ask anything. For those with poor grades like them, the teacher can at most say why they didn't come, and pass.

"Oh, that's right." Gu Ran gave him the umbrella: "You help me return it to Yuan Jiu, and say thank you to him."

Ji Lin finally stopped the game in his hand, turned his head to look at him, and stopped talking: "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"You are familiar with him." Gu Ran said, "He is still your counselor, it's a matter of convenience."

Ji Lin pouted and took the umbrella: "Okay?"

Gu Ran was sneezing intermittently, wiping his nose with a tissue from time to time, while he was looking at how to do with tonight's date.

There was a very low coughing sound from the front row. Although the coughing person suppressed his voice to a very low level, Gu Ran was sensitive enough to recognize that it was Jiang Zhihe.

Jiang Zhihe has a cold?

Gu Ran frowned slightly, his eyes looked at the person in the front row who lowered his head and coughed, and his back trembled as he coughed.

After lunch, Gu Ran followed Jiang Zhihe like a tail, and walked towards the library together.

The library has to pass the plastic runway?, through the playground, and the West District is next to the laboratory building, which is their destination for make-up lessons.

Cypress trees were planted beside the wall, with branches of uneven height, swaying and shaking.

Gu Ran's steps were a little bit bigger, and he was vacantly next to Jiang Zhihe. The wind blew his clothes bulging, revealing a part of his waist. Gu Ran raised his hand to touch the front through the air. skin.

"Jiang Zhihe, I won't make up lessons at noon today."

Jiang Zhihe in front stopped.

Gu Ran didn't stop the car, and pressed his raised palm on Jiang Zhihe's lower back, which made his palms sweat and his heart beat faster.

Jiang Zhihe turned his head: "Are you busy at noon?"

Gu Ran withdrew his hand, his heartbeat couldn't stop the adrenaline soaring, and his voice was very soft: "No."

Jiang Zhihe said with a cold face, "Then why don't you want to make up lessons?"

"It's not that I don't want to." Gu Ran was startled by? His? Cold face, he? Quickly explained: "You have a cold, you should go to the pharmacy to buy medicine and take a good rest."

Jiang Zhihe was silent for a moment: "I'm fine."

After speaking, continue to move forward.

Gu Ran became anxious, and stretched out his retracted hand again, quickly and accurately grabbing his hand that was hanging by his side.

"You are not allowed to go."

Gu Ran held a cup of boiled water that he just poured in a disposable cup, bent down and put it on the table in front of Jiang Zhihe: "You wait for the water to cool before eating."

Jiang Zhihe lowered his eyes, pursed his lips tightly and did not respond.

Gu Ran silently mentioned the medicine he bought at the pharmacy just now, opened the medicine box and poured out the Lianhua Qingwen Capsules inside, imitating Jiang Zhihe's previous action, deducted a few capsules and handed them to him?: "Eat it."

The cashier at the front desk of the convenience store glanced at them and then continued to work on their work.

Gu Ran didn't ask Jiang Zhihe why he was in the rain, nor did he ask why he fell ill when he had a cold.

Jiang Zhihe finished taking the medicine with boiling water, and looked at him indifferently: "Have you taken the medicine?"

Gu Ran nodded: "Eat."

Actually no.

Jiang Zhihe stopped talking again, and took out his mobile phone to reply to the message.

Gu Ran bit his lip and struggled for a few seconds, finally leaned his head towards Jiang Zhihe, and asked him in a low voice: "Did the girl who ate with you say anything to you?"

Jiang Zhihe looked at him: "How long is your reflection arc?"

Gu Ran: "..."

He was depressed, when a voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "I didn't say anything."

Gu Ran stayed for a while, then lowered his head to look at the screen of Jiang Zhihe's phone not far away. Jiang Zhihe pressed the screen to black before waiting for him.

"Go back to the classroom." Jiang Zhihe said.

The classroom is very lively, and the students gather together to play jokes together.

In fact, Gu Ran has never been to foreigners' festivals, but he? He just wanted to find an excuse to date Jiang Zhihe.

It was agreed that there were only a few people who were close to each other, but there were actually several people who had dinner together.

Gu Ran only called Jiang Zhihe, and Mo Xiaoyu called Ye Qingyu who was close to him together?

Ji Lin took Yuan Jiu with him, and Yuan Jiu caught up with him at the same table.

Gu Ran was enlightened, it turned out to be Chiqia.

Crepe Qia was sandwiched among them, and stood out a little. In this case, except for Yuan Jiu who had a close relationship with them, the others looked like strangers to him.

But they didn't feel embarrassed, and chatted nonsense with them with a smile.

Ji Lin is a lively person. It's rare to have someone who has a similar temper to him, and the two of them got to know each other after a while.

They came to the hot pot restaurant where Gu Ran and Ji Lin ate.

Seven people surrounded the round table, taking care of some people who don't like spicy food, they ordered a pot of mandarin duck together.

Gu Ran knows? Jiang Zhihe doesn't like chili, but loves sweets, so he marked with a pencil the fried rice cake on the last page of the menu.

The waiters came over with a dining cart and put the dishes on the table so that they could boil them.

Gu Ran sat on the outermost side, closest to the dish. He picked up the shiitake mushrooms and poured half of them into the clear soup, and then poured the other half into the red oil pan.

Jiang Zhihe pinched the teacup with his fingers, took a sip indifferently, then put the teacup on the side of the table, and watched Gu Ran blanching the vegetables indifferently.

He? He didn't wear a school uniform today. He wore a blue jacket with a stand-up collar and a pure white T-shirt. Sitting in a hot pot was out of place.

Sitting at the table next to them is a group of girls, it should be the ladies and sisters from the beauty salon having a dinner together.

The light pink uniform is extremely eye-catching at the hot pot restaurant, and the men passing by will look at the girls.

Gu Ran and the others were the only ones who were only immersed in the satisfaction of the hot pot, and were indifferent to the protrusions of the surrounding environment.

"Come on, this one can be eaten." Gu Ran took out a small colander of mushrooms from the clear soup pot and put them in Jiang Zhihe's bowl.

Jiang Zhihe's throat was itchy, and he coughed twice. Seeing this, Gu Ran put down his chopsticks, picked up the teacup in front of him, and handed it to him: "Drink some hot water first."

Jiang Zhihe looked down at the teacup in front of him, it wasn't his? The time stopped for a second, and he raised his hand to take it, put it to his lips and took a sip.

Gu Ran stared blankly at his Adam's apple sliding up and down and his lips soaked in warm water.

They suddenly felt that their throat was very dry. They didn't see clearly where the teacups were placed on the table, so they grabbed a cup and poured it down their throats.

Jiang Zhihe rubbed the cup with his fingertips, his eyes dimmed, until Gu Ran finished drinking the water and wiped his lips with the back of his hand before he said, "You took the wrong teacup."

Gu Ran's hand holding the teacup froze, and his eyes shifted to the teacup in Jiang Zhihe's hand, and then looked down to the cup he was holding tightly in his hand?.

Did he? Take the wrong teacup?

Are they kissing indirectly?

This thought came out of his head, shyness spread throughout his body, the tips of his ears were dyed orange red, and his cheeks were hot and flushed.

The little deer in his heart jumped wildly, and Gu Ran couldn't help turning the teacup with his hands, trying to relieve his shame.

Jiang Zhihe looked at them sideways, the light was shining on half of his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Obviously there were many people at their table, but Gu Ran felt that only they and Jiang Zhihe were left here.

Gu Ran was immersed in the bubble of the world between the two of them, and the air was instantly pierced by someone with his fingertips.

"Xiaoran, why are you smirking?"

Ji Lin on the right looked at him in confusion? Don't know? Why is he giggling all by himself.

Gu Ran raised his head abruptly, stopped the smile on the corner of his mouth, Ruo Wu said something else: "I'm not smirking, I'll eat yours."

"Mingming laughed." Ji Lin muttered to himself and turned around to continue eating hot pot.

Gu Ran glanced at Jiang Zhihe out of the corner of his eye. Seeing him, he picked up his chopsticks and ate mushrooms as if nothing had happened.

Beautiful boys hurt people, Gu Ran said worriedly?