Obviously, He Has a Crush on Me

Even if he was in the dark and the college entrance examination was just around the corner, Jiang Nuan could not guarantee that he would be full of energy in every class.

In some classes, such as mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology, if Jiang Nuan gets distracted, the hand of the top student next to him who doesn't need to worry about the college entrance examination will reach out and pinch her arm... This is the first time this has happened. When something happened, she would scream violently, and that piercing aura completely attracted the teacher's attention.

"Jiang Nuan, is my voice so scary? Did it give you nightmares?"

Then, holding the textbook, she stood in the last row, relying on the countdown of the college entrance examination until the end of get out of class.

But in some classes, the "supervisor" next to her would be open to the difficulties that her head was about to fall on the table, such as English and Chinese.

Just when Jiang Nuan was drowsy, the people in the front row suddenly pressed something onto Jiang Nuan's table, lowered their voices and said, "For Lin Mixia." m

It was a piece of eraser so clean that there was nothing left, and the wrapping paper on it said "Li Tietou", but with so many years of experience in the examination room, Jiang Nuan also knew that Li Tietou could not pass an eraser to Lin Mixia for no reason.

It will probably be faced with different sides after June, and many hidden and suppressed emotions are about to emerge this month, some of which are sprouting smoothly, and some have no future.

Jiang Nuan tore open the outer packaging of the eraser, and when he touched it with his hand, he felt the words engraved on the eraser with a knife - I love you.

Ouch, this is probably the most "technical" confession made by a brainless type like Li Tietou.

Jiang Nuan turned her head quickly, gave the eraser to the person in the back row, lowered her voice and said, "For Lin Mixia."

The moment she turned her head, the English teacher came behind her and took the rubber away with ease.

Jiang Nuan groaned in his heart.

The English teacher glanced at the outer cover of the eraser, pushed it away with her fingers, and sneered: "Jiang Nuan, anyway, I have been a teacher in the High School Affiliated to Nanking Normal University for so many years, and I have never seen any cheating methods. Pediatrics."

Jiang Nuan swallowed his saliva and glanced at Li Tietou in the distance. He put his hands together and begged Jiang Nuan not to "offer" Lin Mixia with his eyes.

She glanced at Lu Ran again, and Lu Ran looked at the mock exam paper in front of her with her eyes down and her chin up.

She knows too well what this guy's expression means at the moment - who wants you to pass a "love letter" to someone.

The English teacher touched the rubber with his fingers, looked at Jiang Nuan and said, "Jiang Nuan, who do you like?"

Jiang Nuan was stunned, the English teacher obviously took the eraser as hers, thinking that she was passing on the eraser to confess!

Teacher, didn't you see Li Tietou's name written on the eraser?

Jiang Nuan raised his eyes and realized that the name was written with a water pen, and he wiped it with his hand on the slippery outer packaging...it became a piece of paste, and he couldn't recognize the words at all.

"It's Li Tietou!"

As soon as Jiang Nuan said it, the eyes of the whole class turned to look over, in addition to being surprised or surprised.

Only then did Jiang Nuan realize that what she wanted to say was "The eraser belongs to Li Tietou, not hers", but just now the teacher asked "Who do you like?" This became her declaring to the teacher that she likes Li Tietou .

Jiang Nuan felt that the whole body was enveloped by the icy cold air, and Lu Ran was still motionless, but Jiang Nuan was very keen to find that the pen in his hand had almost poked a big hole in the simulation volume.

It's over...explain now!

"I don't like Li Tietou! I never liked him! I mean that eraser belongs to him! That eraser belongs to him!"

Jiang Nuan's face was full of "I'm more wronged than Xiao cabbage".

In order to prevent Jiang Nuan from confessing his beloved Lin Mixia, Li Tietou generously admitted that the rubber was his.

The English teacher directly called her and Li Tietou to the last row to take a penalty stand.

While holding her mock test paper with both hands, she turned her face to look at the back of Lu Ran's head.

He didn't turn his head to look at her, he was still angry, it was over...

This English class was the last one. After class, she was called by the English teacher to the office to give her a hard lesson. When she returned to the classroom, the seat beside her was already empty.

Lu Ran really didn't wait for her.

Jiang Nuan shoved the contents of the drawer into the bag, and all he thought about was how to make Lu Ran not angry when he went back, who knew that he suddenly bumped into someone.

The feeling of hitting the nose hurts and the other party's aura like a mountain... Who else but Lu Ran!

When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, Jiang Nuan rushed away from Lu Ran.

Run now! Otherwise, Lu Ran will definitely want to invite his teachers to ask the guilt!

Jiang Nuan summed up the experience of dealing with Lu Ran is that when the other party is angry, he must avoid, how far and how far, how long to hide.

If he can't touch or touch it, Lu Ran will feel uncomfortable, and then let it go as long as she stays by his side obediently, she will "let go of the past". She has tried this trick over and over again.

Lu Ran has seen through her little abacus long ago, but unfortunately who wants to be "bewildered by lard" and like her?

Before Jiang Nuan took a step, the schoolbag was grabbed by the other party.

"Your love writing is better than Li Tietou's." Lu Ran's voice sounded, clear but with a calmness that did not belong to his age.

Jiang Nuan told herself to run quickly, but unfortunately Lu Ran's voice without anger was too tempting, she couldn't help turning her head.

His bangs were longer than last month and fell on the eyelids. The delicate shadow made his eyes seem to be hiding some secrets, silently corroding Jiang Nuan's sight.

The line of his lips did not become a tight line like on the field, but curved into a seemingly non-existent arc, which faintly exuded a trace of lazy ruffian that only she had ever seen.

He really wasn't angry with her, but he certainly wouldn't let her go easily.

"Auntie has never written a love letter to anyone at this age!" Jiang Nuan said with certainty in her voice.

"But your words are ugly." Lu Ran got closer, Jiang Nuan tightened his nerves, and the guy smiled even better.

The better you look, the more you have to do things.

"You lie!"

Suddenly, Jiang Nuan's waist was pressed hard, and she lifted it up. She was so startled that she reached for the other person's shoulder, and instantly realized that it was the guy on the opposite side who "placed" him on the table.

Jiang Nuan was about to walk down, but Lu Ran's hands were so **** her waist that she couldn't move at all.

"Think about it, have you ever written a love letter to me?" His voice was neither light nor heavy, but the smile in his eyes was too obvious.

Jiang Nuan has no doubts that this is a temporary "proposition composition". She must write a love letter if it burns her face and she can't do it. She is not a "lyrical" material at all!

So, this is the composition question that Lu Ran gave her after Jiang Nuan's finger touched Li Tietou's confession rubber.

If she doesn't answer on time, Lu Ran might really be able to hold her here until class tomorrow morning.

Jiang Nuan swallowed his saliva and said pitifully, "Let's go home, there are still chemical papers to be done! And there are two!"

"Your chemistry is pretty good now." Lu Ran's hands were particularly kind, instead of clasping Jiang Nuan's waist, but gently pressing against both sides of the table.

Jiang Nuan knew that Lu Ranneng, who suddenly exerted force, broke her small arms and calves, so she sniffed, thinking hard in her mind, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "What is that, the hand that holds the child and the Let's grow old together, okay?"

"Go back and find out whether this sentence is about comradeship, or about men and women."

Lu Ran was not satisfied.

Jiang Nuan's eyes lit up, "I have it! I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and I would like to be a connected branch on the ground!"

"That's in "Song of Everlasting Regret". I think I treat you better than Tang Minghuang treats Concubine Yang."

...

For the first time, Jiang Nuan felt that his literary reserve was really not enough!

"It's not arty, just down to earth." Lu Ran raised his chin.

He was so close to her, his breath was as gentle as a waterfall flowing through her, but she knew very well that he had always been a gentle blade, and from the moment she decided to look at him well, he would only take his own Fengrui turned to himself, reluctant to cut her in the slightest.

Then coax him.

Anyway, he... Knowing the reason why he troubled her, he felt it was funny, angry, and a little sympathetic... If you care about such small things, wouldn't you be a **** off from now on?

Jiang Nuan's small tongue licked his lower lip, and quickly said a sentence: "I was born as a little fat pig raised by you, and I am also your braised pork when I die! But... can you do it?"

Lu Ran looked at her, a rare surprise flashed in those calm eyes, and then frowned.

"What the hell..."

"I'm yours in life and yours in death..."

Lu Ran suddenly lowered his head and covered her lips.

The warm kisses of the young man and the masculine kisses of the man made her almost forget to breathe.

"I want you to always be a heartless little fat pig, and don't be anyone's braised pork."

Jiang Nuan suddenly felt hot in his heart.

She raised her hand and hugged Lu Ran's neck.

It turned out that Lu Ran was more coaxing than she thought.

Just tell him that I like what you like to death, and he'll be scared.

As long as she likes him, she doesn't need to pay any price, it has nothing to do with life or death, and she likes him happily and happily.