I will always be with you
When Zhou Anran returned to the dormitory, Xie Jingyi and Yu Xinyue were still awake.
Bai Lingyun's bed and table were empty again.
Xie Jingyi was a little surprised to see her: "I thought you would be like Lingyun and would not come back tonight."
With the experience from last time, Zhou Anran understood her implication instantly, but she was still too embarrassed to talk to them about big topics, so she had to pretend not to understand: "Why don't I come back?"
Xie Jingyi: "Then why are you blushing?"
Zhou Anran: “…”
Forget it, she couldn't deceive her or convince her.
"I'm going to go wash up."
After escaping into the bathroom, Zhou Anran unfastened the buttons inside her clothes. She had been feeling uncomfortable tonight, as if the strange yet intimate touch that made her heart tremble was lingering on her.
Especially, after she agreed to what he said, someone even went a step further and bent down to kiss her.
Zhou Anran shook his head.
Suppress all those blushing scenes in your memory.
After washing up, Zhou Anran lay down on the bed.
The cell phone rang.
C: [Not asleep yet? ]
Zhou Anran: [Yes]
Zhou Anran: [But I’m ready to sleep]
Zhou Anran: [Have you returned to the dormitory? ]
C: [reply]
C: [Is it popular? ]
Zhou Anran: “?”
What's popular
Just when I was about to ask him, his last two messages popped up first.
C: [It looked a little red before going out]
C: [Be gentler next time? ]
When Zhou Anran reacted, his face suddenly felt hot and his phone seemed too hot to hold.
She threw her phone aside, turned over and lay on the bed, burying her face in the pillow.
The phone is silent for two seconds.
As if she didn't even have time to reply, she continued to receive messages.
It rang again.
Twice.
Three times.
Zhou Anran buried his head in the pillow for a few seconds, but couldn't help but grope for the phone again.
C: [Forget it]
C: [You must be embarrassed to say it]
C: [I will watch it myself tomorrow]
Zhou Anran: “???”
She threw her phone aside again.
The next day was Sunday. After Zhou Anran finished her breakfast, she went to the apartment with him as usual. After she changed her shoes, she thought for a moment and said with a blushing face, "I have a paper to finish today and I have a lot of information to read."
Chen Luobai turned his head to look at her, his eyes paused on her face, and then seemed to move down a little subtly, the corners of his lips seemed to curl up, and his tone was lazy: "It's okay, you watch yours, and I watch mine."
Zhou Anran: “… ?”
But she couldn't bear to reject him.
She has already written almost half of the paper, and since she has a whole day to work on it, it should be okay to waste a little time.
When he led her into the study, she tentatively opened the book and turned on the laptop she brought. Then she watched him slowly turn on his computer beside her. Only then did Zhou Anran realize that this person was teasing him again.
A little angry.
But there is also a sweet feeling of being respected.
Zhou Anran did not write this paper very smoothly. He was busy for almost the whole day. After dinner in the evening, he wrote for more than an hour and finished it at nearly eight o'clock.