The Moon In My Arms

  Chapter 10 No Appointment

  A major, male dormitory.

  It was ten o'clock in the evening when Jiang Lang returned to the dormitory.

   "It was promised to get together for a while in the evening, but it turned out that you were good, and ran away as soon as you finished eating, so that those girls were not interested and left early!"

  Jiang Lang said while slipping on his slippers, "That kid Lingfeng asked a few people to sing K, so I'm good to you, I'm afraid you'll be lonely, come back to accompany you!"

   When Jiang Lang came back, Gu Huai was leaning on the chair on the balcony with his forehead slanted.

   The thick night covered his face, only the cold jawline could be seen, and the back in the night was alienated, as if he was outside the whole world.

Gu Huai has too many halos on his head. His attractive face alone makes him attract attention from birth. Although he has the feeling of a high mountain flower, he is not lonely at all. On the contrary, his emotional intelligence is very high. He is also adept at interpersonal communication.

   However, in fact, he kept a proper distance from everyone, and his emotions rarely fluctuated.

   "What's your situation? Are you in a bad mood?"

  Jiang Lang felt that Gu Huai's state was a bit wrong, "I wanted to ask you when I was at the shooting range today, why did you miss the target? It's not really to help me out, right?"

   He is relatively familiar with Gu Huai, and knows that he has served in the national shooting team before and has broken a world-class shooting record, which no one has ever broken.

   The kind of stuff they were playing with today was pedantic to him.

   "Hand swipe."

   Gu Huai's slightly perfunctory answer came from the darkness on the balcony.

   "Are you serious? Then how slippery does this have to be..."

   Jiang Lang took two cans of drinks, walked to the balcony, and handed a can to Gu Huai.

   "Thank you." Gu Huai took it.

   He seemed to have just taken a shower, simply wearing a white shirt with a touch of water vapor on his body, his hair was a little messy at the moment, revealing a smooth forehead.

When    approached, Jiang Lang accidentally saw that Gu Huai's forehead was a little dirty, so he stretched out his hand to wipe him, "Why don't you take a shower and not wash your hair? What's on your forehead? There seems to be mud..."

  Jiang Lang just stretched out his claws, and a well-knotted hand had already grabbed his wrist.

   The drink in Jiang Lang's hand shook and most of it was poured out.

  Jiang Lang felt that his bones were about to be crushed, "Damn it! It hurts! Let go! You miss me so much!"

   "Ow?" Gu Huai's tone was quite disgusting.

After Gu Huai finished speaking, he casually stroked the broken hair on his forehead. The wild and wanton movement affected the smooth and confusing lines of the collarbone. Even the dirty mud stains on my forehead have a hint of bewitching please make me even more dirty...

   Jiang Lang: "...!"

   This dog thing!

   is just a random stroke of hair.

   Actually! So handsome!

   "Damn it! Don't just shoot at Lao Tzu!"

Jiang Lang's face was full of jealousy, and he gritted his teeth angrily, "Gu Huai, what's wrong with you? You don't wash your hair when you take a bath, so I'll wipe off the mud on your head. As for making it look like a chaste maiden? Are you here? Uncle, why are the weather uncertain!"

   The more Jiang Lang said, the more he felt that Gu Huai was a little sick, and he was seriously ill.

  Gu Huai glanced lazily at Jiang Lang, ignored him, just tugged at the collar a little impatiently, and his eyes fell back on the phone again.

  Jiang Lang suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "By the way, did you make an appointment with that Tudou classmate tonight? Why, hasn't she found you yet?"

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