Quick Wear: The host is soft and tender, very kissable

Duan Beiyan was a little confused after being pushed away. Seeing that Liu Ruyan dared to step forward, Mu Yunyun punched her without thinking twice.

bang,

Liu Ruyan clenched her fist and fought back. Mu Yunyun hit the desk and fell at Mo Xi's feet, fainting.

"You, what are you doing? Don't come over here." Mo Xi took two steps back.

Duan Beiyan was completely stunned. He could never imagine that a weak girl could pick someone up and throw him down. How much strength that would take.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you that I know a little bit of Taekwondo, so I have a subconscious reaction when facing attacks from others."

Liu Ruyan had a proper smile on her face and grabbed Mu Yunyun and threw her onto the seat.

"I think I was a little too harsh. I'm really sorry. By the way, what class did you just say?"

Liu Ruyan turned to Mo Xi, her smile still bright and beautiful.

Mo Xi sensed the murderous intent in her smile and couldn't help but take a step back. Then he became angry again: "You, don't come over here. Don't think that Duan Beiyan can protect you..."

"Noisy."

Liu Ruyan slapped Mo Xi in the face. Mo Xi covered her face. Ever since her family became nouveau riche, she had never felt so embarrassed and wronged. Unable to bear the strange looks from her classmates, she ran out of the classroom crying.

Liu Ruyan pulled Duan Beiyan over and looked directly at him with her fox eyes that were more charming: "Do you like me?"

Duan Beiyan was held down by her strong attitude, and the warm breath hit his face. Looking at this delicate face up close, he became a little short of breath.

She is obviously a sunny, cheerful girl with a pure temperament, but she gives him an extremely contradictory feeling. She is just the right combination of charm, dignity and gentleness, and her stubbornness and strength are very unique.

"No, no."

Duan Beiyan suppressed his pounding heart and retorted hypocritically.

Liu Ruyan moved closer to Duan Beiyan, as if to confirm something.

When Duan Beiyan thought she was going to kiss him, the girl's fingers brushed against his face and pushed him away.

His eyes showed a bit of impatience: "That's good, I hate people who are attracted by beauty the most."

After saying that, she strode away. Duan Beiyan's eyes showed disappointment. Is love at first sight just lust after beauty?

My heart was beating wildly, but unfortunately I was just a little bit away from kissing you.

Duan Beiyan gritted his teeth in his heart: This woman must have done it on purpose, it's really interesting, she wants to...

Leaving behind a farce, she walked towards the infirmary. Didn't she want to cross the class line?

Then go and eat someone's white moonlight.

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In the school infirmary, Liu Ruyan was rummaging around on her own. The sound of bottles and jars colliding with each other startled someone who was sleeping on the bed.

"Hiss... It hurts, these nasty young ladies."

Xing Mohan frowned in displeasure. How come there was someone in his private ward and the voice sounded so familiar.

When I lifted the bed curtain, I saw a slender waist and a dazzling white complexion below the round shoulders.

He noticed the redness and swelling on the girl's skin at a glance. The light shone on the skin coated with ointment, which was sparkling like blooming red plums, tempting him to go deeper and leave marks.

"Hey! Wait until the ointment is absorbed a little, then tie the bandages!"

Xing Mohan was brought back to his senses by her voice. He wanted to speak out to remind the girl but couldn't. He silently lowered the bed curtain, fearing that the girl would notice that there was a peeping person.

Leaving a small gap, the girl faced Xing Mohan sideways and hummed an unknown song.

With delicate facial features, her face is still charming even without makeup, her skin is fair, her face is delicate, every inch of her body seems to have been carefully polished by God, and her eyelashes cast a gentle shadow.

Xing Mohan was unknowingly fascinated by the scene. Peeping at a girl in disheveled clothes was an impolite act that was totally inconsistent with his character, but he did it anyway.

For fear that the ointment would get on her clothes, the girl pulled her clothes down, dipped her slender fingers in the transparent ointment, and applied it to the red and swollen areas.

"Hiss..." Liu Ruyan continued to complain in a low voice.

Xing Mohan's calm eyes widened a little, his throat felt dry and neither went up nor down.

He began to breathe rapidly from calmness. The girl's movements and voices brought about beautiful scenes in his eyes and ears.

His fingers were ravaging the bed curtains, and he was hesitating whether to speak out to remind his wife. His dry voice was so soft as a mosquito, and even Xing Mohan was startled.

"My skirt is dirty. Huh? There's a bathroom here. Why don't we take care of it?"

Liu Ruyan unzipped the side of her skirt and untied the bow on her right shoulder, letting the clothes fall off.

Xing Mohan clenched his teeth nervously, his mind was filled with a large expanse of white, and the graceful curves of the shoulders and neck occupied his entire field of vision.

He immediately turned it away in embarrassment, and a surge of heat immediately rushed to his ears, but the scene just now still lingered in his mind uncontrollably.

Now he dared not move, for fear of being discovered by the girl. He closed his eyes, trying to shake off the memories in his mind, but the more he tried to forget, the more he couldn't.

She was so beautiful under the light that her whole body seemed to be glowing. The water chestnuts she glanced at were round and even becoming clearer and clearer. After being deprived of her vision, her hearing became particularly sensitive.

The sound of flowing water, the rustling of clothes, and the girl's breathing were all clearly heard in his ears, which was more tormenting than with his eyes open.

The tips of his ears felt hot, and Xing Mohan opened his eyes immediately. The visual impact made him cover his heart and look down at his own embarrassment.

Thinking of the banana shape the girl mentioned this morning...

It seems like there are really eighteen.

Stop…

If this continued, it would only get worse. Xing Mohan put his hand against his forehead, his throat itchy and he coughed uncontrollably.

"what--"

Panic sounds were accompanied by the hasty tidying of clothes.

"Cough cough..."

"Who?"

"Old...wife."

As Xing Mohan shouted these two words, his fingers trembled slightly as he pulled open the bed curtain.

"sorry."

Xing Mohan didn't dare to look up, his face flushed all the way to his neck.

Xing Mohan no longer had any of his cold and indifferent aura, his eyes were evasive, his muscles were tense under his loose clothes, his illness did not affect his exercise, the hospital gown outlined his graceful body lines, he had a good figure.

"Are you spying?"

When Liu Ruyan approached, Xing Mohan hurriedly pulled the blanket over his lower body.

"I, I didn't mean it."

As he said that he wanted to hold Liu Ruyan's hand, Xing Mohan looked at the red and swollen arm, and the scene just now involuntarily emerged in his mind.

Enough of this blanket that can't hold anything down...

Xing Mohan increased the strength in his hands, and the distance between them was so close that their noses were almost touching. He could even see the surprise in her eyes and his face in her pupils.

"Xing Mohan."

"sorry."

The man seemed to have no words to say except to apologize, his Adam's apple rolled and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked particularly teasing, no longer calm and in a state of embarrassment.

The two of them didn't care how ambiguous the current posture was, or whether someone simply didn't want to push away.