Cat boyfriend is flirtatious and cowardly

It looked familiar, but Gu Ran's disrespectful nature made him wonder for a long time what their names were.

With their backs turned to them, the two girls spoke in an orderly manner, with contempt and sarcasm.

The girl in the yellow dress chuckled lightly: "I think it's funny when I think about it in the morning. A scumbag is a scumbag. How could it become a scumbag overnight?"

The companion picked up two sticks of powder with chopsticks, and blew on them: "Actually, I didn't believe what Chen Cheng said at the beginning? But today the teacher asked them both to answer the question, and neither of them knew it. This is embarrassing."

"I definitely won't do it." The girl in yellow laughed and said, "I rely on cheating in exams, and I don't listen to lectures in class..."

She shook her head: "I don't even believe you when you say that the two of them won the lottery."

The two girls at the back continued to talk about some stupid things, and then changed the topic.

Gu Ran could tell from their words that they were talking about him and Ji Lin.

Gu Ran held his breath and listened for a while, but the two girls didn't realize what he was talking about? One of the parties was behind him, speaking clearly and clearly, as if they believed that Gu Ran and Ji Lin were impossible Transsexual.

Academic scum is academic scum, even if the test scores are good, it is still academic scum, obtained by cheating.

Gu Ran frowned slightly after listening to it. Two days had passed, and the teacher hadn't asked him and Ji Lin, classmates? Nor had they been curious about their grades? bad thing.

Chen Cheng...Gu Ran? I only heard this name yesterday, and I heard it again today.

What does his and Ji Lin's grades have to do with Chen Cheng?Gu Ran? Very puzzled.

"Gu Ran?"

"Ah." Gu Ran raised his eyes and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhihe put down his chopsticks, remained silent for a second, and said calmly, "Are you there? In a daze."

Gu Ran blinked his eyelashes, and wrapped his index finger around the chopsticks: "No, I was thinking about something just now."

Jiang Zhihe is silent? Not saying a word.

Gu Ran used chopsticks to stir the potato flour in the casserole, and glanced at Jiang Zhihe's flour: "Have you finished eating?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhihe seemed helpless: "You eat, I'll wait for you."

"Oh." Gu Ran? He honestly lowered his head and began to groan.

Gu Ran walked out of the store, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked back at Jiang Zhihe: "Let's not go to the library, shall we?"

Jiang Zhihe was a step slower than him, pressing the buttons with one hand while walking: "Where do you want to go?"

Gu Ran frowned and said, "Go to my place, the library is too noisy, I can't calm down."

The broken hair on Jiang Zhihe's forehead was blown by the cold wind, he lowered his eyes and stretched out his hands to pinch the tips of Gu Ran's ears.

"I listen to you?"

Gu Ran's whole body was numb, and Jiang Zhihe was too foul.

He just wants to find a quiet place, a hidden place, where he can make up lessons and fall in love at the same time.

Gu Ran stared at Jiang Zhihe in a daze, and said in a very low voice, "You are too good at flirting."

Jiang Zhihe looked very calm, looking at Gu Ran with relaxed brows.

"Then..." Gu Ran? A little uncomfortable? "Then...then let's go."

Unable to recruit, the person who has been studying for so many years suddenly becomes tender and sweet, and Gu Ran can't get used to it for a while.

Gu Ran was walking behind the fence, walking shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Zhihe.

Gray-blue? Dark clouds covered the sky, the remaining dead leaves of the silver tree on the roadside fluttered and fell with the wind, and scattered raindrops fell on the tip of Gu Ran's nose.

Slowly, he raised his head, squinted his eyes to look at the sky, and muttered to himself, "Is it going to rain again?"

As if in response to his words, the sporadic raindrops turned into dense drizzle.

Gu Ran hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover his head, turned sideways and looked at Jiang Zhihe, Jiang Zhihe half raised his head and closed his eyes tightly.

The drizzle covered Jiang Zhihe's face, kissing his eyelashes, bridge of nose, and lips.

Less than 200 meters away from the floor where Gu Ran lived, Gu Ran was fixed in place by Jiang Zhihe's appearance at this time, and he didn't come back to his senses until his face was wet.

Gu Ran put down his hands covering the top of his head, and pulled up Jiang Zhihe's fingers hanging on his side: "Don't get caught in the rain, run!"

Jiang Zhihe opened his eyes, and was led by Gu Ran into the apartment building.

"Wipe your hair first, and I'll get you a cup of hot water." Gu Ran handed Jiang Zhihe a new towel, turned around, and went into the kitchen to boil hot water.

Jiang Zhihe was standing in the hall holding a khaki towel, and his eyes fell on the back of the boy in the kitchen.

Gu Ran came out quickly with two cups of hot water. Jiang Zhihe leaned on the beanbag sofa and nodded slightly to Gu Ran: "Come here."

Gu Ran, who just walked to the table, was confused, but he still put the cup on the low table and walked beside Jiang Zhihe.

The two sat and stood, Gu Ran rubbed the warm water on his fingertips, and looked down at Jiang Zhihe: "I poured boiling water, and I'll drink it for you when it's cold..."

Before Gu Ran finished talking behind him, Jiang Zhihe pulled him to sit on the sofa next to him. Gu Ran was stunned and asked him dryly: "Are you going to start studying?" ?”

"No." Jiang Zhihe picked up a towel and wiped the wet water on his hair: "You're still wet."

Gu Ran? He didn't move for a moment, and let Jiang Zhihe wipe and do whatever he wanted.

His well-behaved appearance made Jiang Zhihe's heart soften, and the pressure on his hands became more gentle.

Raindrops hit the glass outside the window, and crackling sounds came from the room. Gu Ran pursed his lips in silence, his eyes fell on Jiang Zhihe's chin, and then moved to his pale pink thin lips.

Jiang Zhihe wiped off the moisture from his hair, and dried the moisture from his down jacket.

Gu Ran? Calmly? Approaching Jiang Zhihe with affection in his eyes: "Jiang Zhihe, look at me."

Jiang Zhihe stopped what he was doing, and looked down at the man in front of him.

Gu Ran looked at him innocently, and bent his eyes: "Are you smiling?"

Jiang Zhihe doesn't laugh?.

Gu Ran tilted his head, stretched out his hands and pushed the corners of his mouth up, Jiang Zhihe grabbed his troublemaker, pulled him onto his body, and kissed him lightly.

As soon as the kiss fell, Gu Ran turned his head away: "No."

His voice was very small, like a murmur: "We are just together, kissing is not good."

"Gu Ran?" Jiang Zhihe whispered next to him, "Look up and look at me."

Gu Ran's ears were hot and red, and he raised his head at Jiang Zhihe's request.

Jiang Zhihe smiled at him?

Gu Ran? Su Ran? His head exploded, countless fireworks dazzled him, and he stared blankly at Jiang Zhihe, expressionless? up.

"You should smile more?" Gu Ran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "You're handsome and charming..."

"No, don't laugh anymore, I'm afraid there will be more people confessing to you, I... um..."

Gu Ran opened his eyes wide, the words in his mouth were completely swallowed by Jiang Zhihe.

Jiang Zhihe's palm pressed the back of his head, causing him to half-raise his head to bear his soft kiss.

After grinding for a few seconds, Jiang Zhihe left his lips and said in a low voice, "Open your mouth."

Gu Ran subconsciously closed his eyes and opened his mouth to let him in.

The white mist of boiled water on the table faded, and there was a soft groan and an indistinct sound of lip balm sticking from time to time in the quiet living room.

I don't know how long it has passed, Gu Ran? Leaning in Jiang Zhihe's arms, he asked him in a low voice, "Have you ever kissed?"

Jiang Zhihe stroked his back: "No."

"Then why are you so proficient..." Gu Ran muttered, "Can kiss with tongue..."

"You have planned this for a long time."

"She's so flirtatious, but she usually seems to have a cold personality."

Jiang Zhihe listened to him quietly, but didn't make a sound.

The two were tender for a while, Gu Ran came out of his arms, pulled the book bag on the sofa and unzipped it: "Tell me about the question the teacher asked today, I don't know how to do it."

Jiang Zhihe half nestled into the sofa, didn't speak, and just watched him open his book bag and take out books, pens, and notebooks.

"It's alright?"

Gu Ran's body froze, and Jiang Zhihe's sudden question made him feel incredible: "You were not like this before."

Jiang Zhihe bowed, picked up the physics book, flipped through it, and asked him indifferently, "What was I like before?"

Gu Ran's cheeks were flushed, and he lowered his eyes to think for a moment. He used to be very cold, very solitary, and never joked with other people? He was friendly, and only occasionally said hello? Friendship.

In the last life? He didn't dare to approach him, even when he was in college? He still hesitated because of Jiang Zhihe's alienation.

Gu Ran was stunned, and he suddenly realized that he didn't actually know Jiang Zhihe, what he knew was just the appearance that Jiang Zhihe revealed to outsiders.

"Gu Ran?"

Jiang Zhihe put down the book in his hand and lifted his chin: "Why are you so lost in thought."

"Is there?" Gu Ran murmured softly, "I don't know, I finally waited for you."

He didn't match the previous words, and what he said? What did you say before? I don't know what you were like... I don't know. It's been seven years, and I don't know.

Jiang Zhihe frowned, and said in a low voice, "Are you here? What are you talking about?"

Gu Ran's jaw hurt a little from being pinched by Jiang Zhihe. He hissed softly and looked at Jiang Zhihe in a daze.

He swelled? Smiled?: "I'm hysterical, talking nonsense."

Jiang Zhihe let go of his chin, and gently rubbed between his brows: "You think too much, Gu Ran?"

"Hmm." Gu Ran lay down on the table, "You give me a lecture."

He changed the subject very bluntly, and couldn't help it. Regret, confused, hysterical, really screwed up.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhihe didn't say anything, and calmly explained all the questions he didn't know.

Gu Ran put down his pen, completely forgot what happened just now, stretched himself, picked up the water he had poured before, and was about to drink it.

Before his lips touched the edge of the water glass, a white and slender? hand blocked his? movement.

"Don't drink it cold? It's easy to get upset."

Gu Ran? It doesn't matter if you drink it, or it doesn't matter if you don't drink it. Just like that, he lowered his head and licked the palm of Jiang Zhihe's hand.

Jiang Zhihe's hand trembled, almost knocking over the water glass he was holding.

Gu Ran put the water back on the table, and smiled at Jiang Zhihe: "I'll go see if the rain has stopped."

After saying that, he straightened up from the sofa and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He stretched out his hand to push aside the beige gauze curtain, wiped off the mist on the glass with his sleeve, squinted his eyes and looked out of the transparent glass.

It was drizzling outside, dripping, and there was a faint puff of white smoke in the air.

"It's going to be a while? I can't stop." Gu Ran said to himself.

He put down the gauze curtain, and said to the person on the sofa, "It's still raining lightly outside."

The person on the sofa didn't make a sound, but straightened up from the sofa and walked over.