Chapter 95: boyfriend classmate
A soft kiss fell on Ruan Qingmu's soft lips, "So, let's fall in love."
"Uh... say it again." Ruan Qingmu was stunned, her voice like a murmur.
Qin Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he repeated softly, "Ruan Ruan, let's fall in love."
"...Okay." Ruan Qingmu closed her eyes, smacked her mouth, and suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Qin Yuan's neck, and pulled it down.
The tip of the nose, which was fumigated by the hot water, rubbed against Qin Yuan's face, and the citrus fragrance of the bath "dew" remained on his skin.
He quickly kissed Qin Yuan's cheek and nose a few times, sweet and soft, and messy, like a kid who was stealing food, afraid of being discovered, so he could only hurry up time.
As if too embarrassed to open his eyes, he closed his eyes and kissed in a "chaotic" whisper, "Just talk about it... who is afraid of who."
After the kiss, he suddenly pushed Qin Yuan away rudely. He picked up the quilt and put it on his face, kicked his legs a few times, and didn't move.
It was Ruan Qingmu's "Okay" that buzzed.
Looking at Ruan Qingmu with her head covered, he stretched out his hand and wanted to lift the quilt and say something, but he hesitated.
After a long while, he pulled the quilt and his voice was hoarse: "Ruan Ruan comes out, don't be bored, the air is not fresh."
The person under the quilt didn't move.
He hesitated and carefully lifted the quilt. A blushing face that had already slept peacefully appeared below.
After all, she was young, and the night's exhaustion did not leave any signs of decay, and there was a faint blush on her smooth face. The long black eyelashes covered under the eyelids, and there was no usual sloppyness, only the well-behaved and tranquil.
Qin Yuan stared at this extremely familiar face.
Is love like this?
We fought together and climbed over walls together. I have caught and fought on the field, and I have also made a string at the stall outside the school. Warm up the homework obediently together, and be deviant on the stage together. We have only known each other for one semester, but I always feel as if we have spent a long and distant time together.
He stretched out his finger and tapped Ruan Qingmu's soft lips.
This is it. where he just kissed.
And then he was kissed back, and the kiss was messy, without skill, but it was the most wonderful taste he had ever tasted, which made people "chaotic" and "fascinated", happy Infinite, trembling about to explode.
Qin Yuan felt itchy when he heard it, but after all, he was reluctant to wake him up and stopped.
After a while, he tapped the tip of his nose mischievously. again. …
This is his boyfriend, right? It was stamped, stamped, and marked in my heart. It was painful and heavy, with wounds and blood, and it couldn't be cured.
…When Ruan Qingmu woke up, the curtains were drawn tightly and the room was dark.
The phone was not with me, I put it on the coffee table outside when I was taking a shower. Fortunately, there was a small desk clock with luminous light on the bedside. I looked at it and it was past three in the afternoon.
He sat up in the semi-darkness with no one on the bed beside him. It was quiet outside, no sound.
He leaned against the head of the bed and sat for a while, his face slowly turning red.
Damn, this New Year's Day has been really ups and downs, and my mood is surging.
The new year is very good, the dream of the new year is even better, everything is there, everything will happen, although it is absurd and ridiculous, it is secret and beautiful.
Jumped down and opened the curtains, then turned around and looked at the bed with the quilt lifted, his whole brain suddenly crashed, and he almost went crazy.
What happened? Didn't he sleep in a bathrobe, how could he sleep with all the robe straps unraveled, what are those two small "damp" suspicious places on the sheet!
He was annoyed and panicked, jumped back to the bed, tore off the whole sheet, and laboriously formed a big ball - bastard, Qin Yuan's bed is so big and the quality of the sheets is better than his family's The thin little sheets are much heavier.
Sneak it out and put it in the washing machine?
No, Qin Yuan's washing machine is on the balcony. If you want to throw it in, you have to pass through the living room.
He scratched his head and thought about it, his face almost burning with dryness. Ahhh, Ruan Qingmu, how shameless you are, blocking other people's doors, sleeping on other people's beds, not waking up in the morning in the middle of the day, and dirtying their sheets! …
Would you like to stuff it under the bed first? When Qin Yuan is not in the living room, secretly send it into the washing machine? He hurriedly bent down, pouted his **** in a rush, and tucked the sheets under the bed. Before he got up, he heard a strange question suddenly ringing in his ear.
"What are you doing?"
Ruan Qingmu raised her head sharply and looked at Qin Yuan at the door: "…"
The young man at the door stood tall and radiant, his eyebrows seemed to glow. I don't know why, but Ruan Qingmu felt that he seemed to be in a very good mood when he first saw him.
Qin Yuan walked in, bowed his head and bent over to look under the bed, his eyes like autumn water were full of surprise.
Ruan Qingmu gritted her teeth and suddenly became a little annoyed. He didn't dare to take a close look at Qin Yuan's handsome face, he suddenly pulled the sheets out, turned his head and ran out: "I stained the sheets, what's wrong!"
Qin Yuan followed behind him step by step, followed him, and chased to the balcony.
The balcony of the luxury apartment is large and well-lit. The warm sun at three or four in the afternoon in winter shines on the green plants and vines on the balcony, making it quiet.
Ruan Qingmu shoved the sheets into the washing machine, and was looking down at the keys in distress. A slender finger stretched out beside her and pressed a few keys skillfully, with a gentle voice: "Don't be ashamed."
Ruan Qingmu gruffly said: "Who is ashamed? Haven't you studied physical hygiene, Xueba classmate? Health is like this, if it's not like this every morning, you have to see a doctor, understand Do not?"
As soon as she looked up, the tip of her nose hit Qin Yuan's chin by surprise. Qin Yuan lowered his head, with a shy smile in his bright phoenix eyes: "Yes, it's all like this. So don't be embarrassed, it's not all your fault."
Ruan Qingmu stepped back dumbfounded, a little confused. What is it that it's not all his fault?
Qin Yuan said softly, "I also have mine. The bigger one."
Ruan Qingmu finally understood, her face suddenly flushed: "...Fart! What is your big piece, have you measured it?!"
Qin Yuan stared at him intently, his voice lowered: "Well... When I got up, I couldn't help but open it and take a look. Sorry."
Ruan Qingmu stared at his calm face, suddenly raised her foot, and kicked at his calf: "Fuck you, voyeur!"
Damn, this man is bolder than he dreamed yesterday. It's just a birthday, and he's only eighteen years old, and suddenly he's turned into a flamboyant adult.
He was standing upright and didn't speak a dirty word, yet it sounded so yellow! Absolutely right, he is opening a yellow accent!
Qin Yuan hurriedly caught up, hugged him, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the thing next to him: "Don't touch it!"
As soon as Ruan Qingmu looked up, it was his painting that tripped him.
He gritted his teeth and stared at Qin Yuan: "Do you feel bad for paintings or people?"
Qin Yuan whispered, "It hurts."
When Ruan Qingmu fell asleep, he quietly got up and ran to the living room to open the gift alone.
A very beautiful small freehand landscape, the environment is a bit like the blackboard newspaper at the time, and there are still two handsome young men in ancient costumes in the painting.
It's just that the green pines and rocks on the blackboard newspaper have turned into peach blossoms and flowing water, and the attitude of the two teenagers has become more intimate.
A meandering river flows through the green hills, and the peach blossoms nearby are splendid and obliquely drawn into the painting. There was a flat boat in the river, and two young men with fluttering clothes stood side by side at the bow of the boat.
The brushstrokes are delicate and romantic. The corners of the boy's clothes fluttered wildly. Although it wasn't like Wu Dai was the wind, he could feel the wind on the river and the rushing water in the river.
Although the characters are far-sighted, a few very fine strokes have drawn the smiles of the two teenagers, lifelike.
Familiar and unfamiliar.
Foot was stunned for a long time.
Ruan Qingmu looked at him with a slight smile on her lips: "Do you still like it? When I went to frame it, the framer all praised him."
Qin Yuan softly said "um": "I like it."
I thought about it and added: "It's my favorite thing I've received over the years."
Ruan Qingmu looked at him quietly, a little bit clear in her heart.
He patted Qin Yuan on the shoulder solemnly: "Then I will give you a birthday present every year from now on."
I'm really hungry, I haven't eaten anything since morning. Ruan Qingmu ran into the kitchen, opened the pot and looked inside.
Hey, the dumplings are cooking! He stared at the dumplings floating and rolling in the water, and the more he looked, the more strange he felt. This is so ugly that it has a "sex" character!
Behind him, Qin Yuan's voice was clear: "Don't think about it, it's yours."
Ruan Qingmu turned back in surprise: "What? My mother brought you dumplings when you came?"
No wonder she looks so familiar, Xiaoyun's eyes are not good, and Xiaozhuang is also "chaotic", isn't this dumpling ugly.
Qin Yuan came over, fished the dumplings with a spoon, added a bowl of cold water, and closed the lid: "Your mother called and asked where we were, I said you were in the morning. Get up early for a run and take a nap at my house now."
Ruan Qingmu looked at the small bowl with the dipping sauce prepared next to it, which is also a common recipe in his family: "And then?"
"Your mother was afraid that we didn't eat anything, and that she wouldn't be able to make it herself, so she found someone in the same city to run errands and brought dumplings over."
Ruan Qingmu stared at the big white dumplings flying in the pot: "But you can make dumplings?"
Qin Yuan smiled slightly: "Your mother sent me a long text message and taught me to put water a few times and cook for a few minutes each time. By the way, I also packaged the prepared vinegar for dipping."
On the cooking table next to it, there is a large shallow bowl with balsamic vinegar and light soy sauce mixed together, sesame oil and a little fine chopped green onion floating on it.
Ruan Qingmu bent over to get the bowl: "Divided."
As soon as he raised his hand, Qin Yuan had already reached out to block him, gave him a deep look, and there was a hint of shyness in his eyes: "Don't divide, just dip in a bowl."
Ruan Qingmu looked suspiciously at his reddish earlobes, always feeling that something was wrong. If you don't want to wash an extra bowl, just say it, why are you looking so sad? ?
I took one and sent it to Ruan Qingmu's mouth: "Here."
Ruan Qingmu blankly opened her mouth and bit it stiffly. Ah, ah, it's even more wrong. He doesn't have long hands, so why should he be fed?
... He lowered his head, hurriedly grabbed one, and was about to put it in his mouth, when he looked up, he saw Qin Yuan's focused and silent eyes next to him.
He froze for a moment: "What?"
Qin Yuan was silent, his eyes fell on his chopsticks. Ruan Qingmu followed his gaze and was shocked: What the **** do you mean? ? This resentful look, co-authored, do you want him to feed it back?
He couldn't believe it, he tentatively raised the dumplings and sent them a little to Qin Yuan. Sure enough, Qin Yuan opened his mouth solemnly.
Ruan Qingmu: "…"? ?
It's so weird, isn't it! What's the situation?
As if scalded by the fire, he quickly retracted his hand, forced the dumpling into his mouth, and called out vaguely: "Qin, you are a year older, not One year smaller. Let me tell you, Xiao Zhuang is only seven years old, and you are seventeen! Xiao Zhuang will not be fed, will you?"
Qin Yuan lowered his head silently and began to eat dumplings lonely.
Ruan Qingmu peeked at him, for some reason, her heart became so soft, she bit her head and said, "Hey, let me tell you, you are an adult, don't take it for granted. Aggrieved will become a mama's boy, we are a good boy, don't get tired of crooked!"
After a long time, Qin Yuan said in a low voice, "But everyone is like this."
Ruan Qingmu looked at him inexplicably: "Who is he? How?"
"Everyone. Everyone can feed each other." Qin Yuan's voice was calm, and he could not hear his anger or anger, but his chopsticks poked the dumplings in the bowl, almost smashing the Sanxian stuffing. Now, "Couples on the Street, Lovers on TV."
Ruan Qingmu’s ear seemed to be a huge fireworks, just picked up a dumpling, one of the dumplings was not firmly clamped, and fell directly into the dipping bowl, soy sauce and vinegar splashed everywhere, There were also some spots on the face.
He turned his head blankly, feeling a little hallucination. Qin Yuan didn't speak the alien language, but why didn't he understand what he said at all?
"You, what did you say? What, what kind of lovers?"
Qin Yuan stopped his chopsticks, reached out and grabbed a tissue, wiped the tip of his nose and a few drops of soy sauce on his face, and finally looked at him with suspicion and disappointment.
I always felt that Ruan Qingmu's reaction when she woke up was a bit wrong, as if she didn't remember that the two were a couple at all. really.
"Ruan Ruan, do you...do you regret it?" He said in a low voice, "If you don't think about it clearly and decide to think about it again, you can say it directly. There is nothing between us that can't be open and honest."
His eyes were calm, as deep as an ice lake with flames hidden in a lake: "I can wait, I can accept that you slowly think about your own mind, but you don't pretend to be amnesia for me."
Suddenly, a clear picture came to mind, and the clear touch seemed to be awakened instantly.
? ?
"I, I have to confirm one thing." He stammered and said incoherently, "Before I fell asleep, I seemed to hear a sentence, I was a little sleepy, a little dizzy, that..."
He swallowed hard, his bright eyes seemed to be drunk: "What did you say? Can you say it again?"
Qin Yuan looked at him silently, not knowing what was burning in his eyes.
"Ruan Ruan, let's fall in love." He repeated word for word, suddenly stretched out his arm, and pulled Ruan Qingmu's neck tightly.
Strongly, firmly, kissed.
Don't move, close your eyes.
I don't know how long it took for Qin Yuan to let go of Ruan Qingmu, whose face was red and soft.
"I can not only say it again, but also do it again." He said lightly, "Also, you said yes at the time. Just say it if you want. The scene reappears."
Ruan Qingmu stared at him blankly, and pushed her hands back in embarrassment, "touching" the corner of the table, and she didn't fall down.
After a long time, he said softly: "Liar."
Qin Yuan stared at him and retorted calmly: "No deception."
"It's a lie!" Ruan Qingmu repeated.
Eight hours ago, she was very gentle and like a little bit of water, how could a kiss be so fierce, that a person's legs would become weak?
"Also, what I said was not good. I also said-" he said slowly, "Just talk, who is afraid of whom?"
Staring closely at Qin Yuan, he sighed: "But I have to say sorry."
Qin Yuan's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at Ruan Qingmu fixedly, and his voice was harsh: "Do you want to say... sorry?"
Ruan Qingmu nodded: "I'm sorry I thought that in a dream, the response was too informal and hasty. I thought about it seriously, it should be like this—"
His face was slightly red, but his eyes were bright. He leaned over and put a long, gentle kiss on Qin Yuan's lips.
Then raised his head and said solemnly: "No regrets, buy and leave. From now on, we will take care of each other, boyfriend and classmate."