After Marrying the School Grass

Seeing that Jian Ran was in a bad mood, the roommates did not continue this topic.

Jian Ran went to the balcony to brush her teeth, and looked at the opposite side in a ghostly manner. There was no one on the opposite balcony, and a few clothes were hanging alone. Jian Ran saw at a glance the T-shirt and shorts that he lent Ren Qinglin, and...underpants.

Jian Ran looked away silently, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

Due to a certain degree of popularity in the school, there are posts about Jian Ran from time to time on the forum. He ran into a girl he knew and went to the library to post a post together; he had a meal with a good-looking senior and someone posted a post. In the face of these rumors, Jian Ran's attitude has always been: Did you see the tree next to it? It's cool there, stay there.

He has never changed his approach because of rumors, let alone avoiding suspicion. Which girl he loves to walk with, which senior to eat with, is his business, others can't control. When he and his senior were rumored before, the two were still together and laughed brazenly while reading the forum reply.

This time, only another person is the subject of the scandal. Why can't he do so indifferently before?

Jian Ran thought about it, and felt that a large part of the reason was in the marriage certificate lying in his drawer.

Jian Ran climbed into bed, thinking about taking a nap but didn't feel sleepy at all. Ji Yuanxi was swiping his phone against the bed and asked: "Of course, I buy things in Goudong, free shipping over 99%, I'm still a bit close, do you have anything to buy?"

Jian Ran thought for a while, "Here are two bottles of laundry detergent."

"That's right."

"How about playing hot pot in the dormitory tonight?" Shen Zixiao said suddenly, "it happens to be cold, so it's best for hot pot."

Ji Yuanxi gave an OK gesture, and Ke Yan also smiled and said yes.

Shen Zixiao asked: "Jian Ran, what do you say?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Shen Zixiao: "Fuck, are you going to sleep?"

"No," Jian Ran said lightly, "May have to add another person, I'll ask if Ren Qinglin will come."

Shen Zixiao:?

Ji Yuanxi:? ?

Silly Baitian Ke Yan: "Okay, there are so many people."

"No, of course..." Ji Yuanxi asked cautiously, "Don't you avoid it?"

Jian Ran snorted, "Is there anything I need to avoid? He is a good student of mine. What's wrong with inviting him to have a hot pot?"

Ji Yuanxi quickly said: "No problem."

"This is the way you always handle it." Shen Zixiao pointed out, "It seems that Ren Qinglin is no different from those people before?"

Jian Ran looked at the ceiling, as if answering Shen Zixiao's question, and as if saying to herself: "What's the difference?"

After waking up from a nap, Shen Zixiao skipped class to accompany the goddess to play games. Jian Ran and Ji Yuanxi went to class together, and just met Ren Qinglin who was also going to class downstairs in the dormitory.

Jian Ran's tone was natural: "It came just right, did you have anything tonight?"

"Not for the time being," Ren Qinglin said, "what's the matter with the senior?"

The roommate who was with Ren Qinglin glanced at Jian Ran secretly. After being discovered by Jian Ran, he quickly looked away, "Well, Qinglin, I will go to the classroom to take a place for you first, and you will go slowly."

Ji Yuanxi smiled "Puff", "Qing Lin, isn't your roommate a little afraid of us?"

Jian Ran puzzled: "What am I afraid of?"

"I'm afraid it's not as good as it should be." Since seeing the post on the forum, several of Ren Qinglin's roommates have been gossiping in the dormitory, and they have also turned up all the gossip posts about Jian Ran, detailing them one by one. Pin, finally saw that Ren Qinglin's face was not right before giving up.

Recalling the content of some posts, Ren Qinglin pursed her lips, "Don't talk about this, the senior hasn't said anything about you looking for me."

Ji Yuanxi rushed to answer: "We have hot pot at night, and you also come together?"

"Okay," Ren Qinglin looked at Jian Ran, "return the clothes to the senior by the way."

Jian Ran casually said: "Aren't you hanging out, you can do it at night?"

Ren Qinglin narrowed his eyes, "How does the senior know that the clothes are drying?"

Jian Ran calmly said: "Of course I saw it-I saw it accidentally."

Ren Qinglin smiled, "This way. Do you need me to bring something tonight?"

Ji Yuanxi: "No, you can bring someone here. By the way, have you seen your peaceful post on the forum?"

Jian Ran: "You are sick, which pot can't be opened or lifted?"

Ren Qinglin glanced at Jian Ran, "I saw it."

Ji Yuanxi patted the schoolboy on the shoulder, and said to him in the tone of the person who came over: "Our school is like this. There is too little homework. Everyone likes gossip when they are bored. But they have long been used to it. Don't mind, what should you do? That's it."

"Lao Ji's last sentence is still a human word." Jian Ran said, "Just do whatever you want, don't think too much."

Ren Qinglin nodded and said casually: "Okay."

In the evening, Ren Qinglin brought clothes and a bag of fruit to Jian Ran's bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the scent of hot pot.

"I'm late?"

Ji Yuanxi said, "No, we haven't started eating yet, you sit down first."

Ji Yuanxi and Ke Yan are busy working around the pot, while Jian Ran and Shen Zixiao are playing a black fight game. Ren Qinglin walked behind Jian Ran, "Senior, where do you put your clothes?"

When the teamfight was at a critical point, Jian Ran didn't have the time to pay attention to him, and said casually: "Just put it in the closet."

The moment Ren Qinglin opened the closet, there was darkness in front of him—a shirt fell on his head. He stood for a few seconds, took the shirt off his head, and saw the very boy's wardrobe, and there were even a few unopened packets of potato chips in it.

Some boys look glamorous and handsome on the surface, but in fact there are potato chips in the closet.

Ren Qinglin sorted it out briefly, barely sorting out an empty space and stuffing the clothes in.

Jian Ran on the side angrily said: "Xiaogou, change your gun position. The French chicken on the opposite side is unattended. Our nanny has been blasted to autism!"

Shen Zixiao said irritably: "I can't shoot my gun, you don't know it!"

Jian Ran ridiculed mercilessly: "Every day, I know where to pretend to be force, where is the damage when playing a group? Where, where, here!"

Ren Qinglin was slightly surprised: "Overwatch? I thought this game was cold."

Ji Yuanxi warmly reminded: "Don't say this in front of them, they will always love Overwatch."

Ren Qinglin went to Shen Zixiao to watch for a while, but couldn't stand it anymore. Taking advantage of Shen Zixiao's death and waiting time, he said, "I'll try it?"

Shen Zixiao raised his eyes to look at him, "Will you?"

"After playing for a while, I may have a hand now."

Shen Zixiao has been sprayed into autism by his teammates, wishing someone would replace him. He stood up and gave up his position to Ren Qinglin, "Can you snipe?"

Ren Qinglin let out a "um", changed a sniper, went out to pull the hook, and a flying sniper exploded the head of the opposite Faji.

Shen Zixiao shouted "666" immediately.

Jian Ran was much calmer: "Don't do 6."

When a C position changes, the situation changes from headwind to tailwind. The kill in the upper right corner showed that the screen was swiped by Ren Qinglin, and the opposite mentality collapsed into scum, and he kept scolding Ren Qinglin for opening up.

After the big victory, Shen Zixiao asked Jian Ran, "May I be able to '6' now?"

Jian Ran ignored him, took off the headphones, and Chen Ken looked at Ren Qinglin, "Big Brother, please."

Ren Qinglin raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

At this time, Ke Yan greeted: "You can start eating!"

In order to take care of Jian Ran's taste, the bottom of the pot is not spicy at all, just a spicy dipping sauce. Halfway through the hot pot, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and several people looked at each other—it was the counselor who came to check the bed, right?

Ji Yuanxi squeezed his throat and asked, "Who is it."

"It's me," a male voice heard outside, "Lin Sichen."

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief, except for Ren Qinglin.

Ren Qinglin remembered that this senior Lin Sichenlin was the last person in the school forum who was stunned to receive the testimony from Jian Ran.

"It should have come to me," Jian Ran stood up, "I'll open the door."

"No," Ren Qinglin said, "I will."