Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

After a hectic day, Ranmo forced himself out of bed the next morning to go to class. He didn't see Azan, so he probably played too late yesterday.

It was not until the afternoon class that Azan arrived in a hurry. When he saw Ranmo, he told him that the rest of the group had chatted for a long time last night and had a few drinks. That was why he hadn't woken up on time this morning and was only just arriving for class.

Ran Mo smiled and said nothing. She had often skipped classes before, but it was also done out of necessity. Azan excitedly told her about the many things they had talked about after she left last night.

Qingsheng also praised him, saying he had no idea he was also a great storyteller, telling stories with such eloquence and emotion. He hoped they could learn more from each other in this area if they had the chance.

After hearing this, Ranmo was genuinely happy for Azan's progress. She had worried that this young man would end up like most people, finding a small job and disappearing into the crowd. It seemed that this young man was teachable.

After school, they walked out of the school gate. Azan pulled her back toward the same path. Ranmo obeyed him. If the man was still waiting for Azan to practice boxing, she could just go home first.

Sure enough, the man was waiting there again. Ranmo told Azan to go ahead and she left first. Azan looked at her, then looked over there, bowed to Ranmo, and walked over there step by step.

Ran Mo quickened his pace and headed towards home. Halfway there, he felt someone following him. He looked back, but there was no one there.

Passing the entrance of the narrow and quiet alley, Ran Mo hesitated for a moment, but finally turned in. It would be closer to go straight through this way.

As Ranmo passed the gap in the steep slope, she was still frightened, remembering the previous incident with the cart. She quickened her pace and walked forward.

Then I felt someone following me. I turned around and saw a figure swiftly ducking into the gap I had just made. The figure was quite agile.

Ran Mo's heart moved. He trotted towards the alley entrance. The man no longer hid and quickly followed him.

When Ran Mo heard footsteps and looked back, she stumbled and almost fell. The man was quick to pick up her falling body and hold her in his arms.

Feeling that familiar breath and temperature, Ran Mo felt a little powerless to struggle. Qing Sheng slowly lifted her up to his eyes, gazing at her affectionately.

She glanced at him, then closed her eyes again, feeling the man's breath getting closer and closer.

When she opened her eyes again, Qingsheng's warm lips were already pressed against hers. She felt a little suffocated and instinctively opened her mouth slightly.

Qingsheng took advantage of the situation and slid his tongue into her mouth. The little tongue seemed to have its own cognition, exploring and calling for another little friend.

Ran Mo couldn't resist. With a shred of clarity still remaining, he thought, "Just kiss me. Kiss me and then leave."

The two of them kissed for a long time, completely absorbed in each other's love. The young man, having tasted the taste of love for the first time, was unwilling to let go of this psychedelic experience. They fell in love and drifted along.

What the two of them had no time to pay attention to was that at the other end of the long alley, a pair of clear eyes were looking at them in surprise.

He was also a young and innocent boy, but he was caught off guard by the scene and was shocked and embarrassed, then confused. He first covered his mouth, then covered his feverish face.

Suddenly, I felt something strange in my body. I looked down and quickly covered my body with my hands...

Ranmo and Qingsheng separated after a long while. Still not talking much, they couldn't help but mutter a few words.

Ran Mo was just thinking about it, and it didn't matter if he said a few words, but it was still necessary for the two of them to maintain this close yet distant state and complete their studies well.

Qingsheng thought that it didn’t matter whether he said it or not, as long as he could kiss her a few times from time to time, he would be satisfied.

When Ranmo and Azan arrived there just now, he saw Ranmo leave and no longer had the heart to train, so he asked Azan to go back first. He then chased after him.

After getting what he wanted, he walked back with a smile on his face. When he passed by the place where he had been before, he saw Azan still there, so he went over to talk to him and asked him if he wanted to practice again today.

Azan raised his head, his face flushed. He glanced at him and answered hesitantly.

Qingsheng didn't think much about it. He pulled him up, brought him to the flower wall, and started practicing with him.

Ranmo returned home, feeling restless for a long time. She was still pondering her current relationship with Qingsheng: were they lovers, friends, travel companions, or partners in crime?

Should they maintain the status quo, reveal their true feelings, or sign a love option agreement with a time limit?

After half a night of wandering thoughts, I had to get up the next morning to rush to class. Well, this Azan was still distracted. He didn't show up until the afternoon.

He looked a little strange today. He looked a little tired, yet also excited. Seeing that Ran Mo wasn't talking nonstop like before, he gave a few hasty answers before burying his face in his textbook.

Ran Mo couldn't guess what was going on in his mind. It was common for young people to have changing minds. So he listened to the class attentively.

When school was about to end, Azan lay on the table, suddenly turned his head to Ranmo, and said a little timidly: "Ranmo, there is something I don't want to mention, but I'm afraid that you will blame me for not telling you in the future, so I'm a little conflicted. Do you want to listen?"

Ran Mo smiled and said, "If you want to say it, then say it. If you have concerns, then don't say it. How could I blame you?"

Azan said it was related to Qingsheng. Ranmo was silent for a moment. She and Qingsheng had just parted yesterday. Could something have happened in the meantime?

Seeing that Ranmo didn't say anything, Azan told her that Qingsheng stayed at his house last night.

Ran Mo was stunned when he heard this. He asked, "Why does he want to live in your house?"

Ah Zan blushed slightly as he said, "Yesterday he went and came back and taught me how to practice for a while. Afterwards he dragged me to a small restaurant for a drink. He said he was in a good mood today. So I drank a few glasses with him. I didn't expect him to drink so much that he was about 70% drunk.

After we left the restaurant, I wanted to take him home. He said he didn't want to go back to Wu Shao's house. So I supported him and walked aimlessly down the street for a while.

It just so happened that my mother had been visiting an acquaintance in the county these past two days. On a whim, I decided to bring Qingsheng back to my house to settle him down. Then the two of us went to my house."

Seeing that Ranmo didn't respond, Azan continued, "I put him in my little room to rest. He was drunk and almost vomited on my bed. After I helped him get ready for bed, I went to sleep in my mother's room."

Ran Mo said calmly: "Then what?" "Then? There was nothing else." Azan answered a little awkwardly.

After thinking for a while, she whispered, "When he was lying on the bed, he was still muttering your name." She chuckled again, "He almost mistook me for you." Then she lowered her head and said nothing.

Ran Mo was silent for a moment. If the two boys lived together occasionally, then so be it. It wasn't like he had never slept on the same bed with Qing Sheng before.

It's just that she had become a little sensitive and petty at some point, pondering over the smallest things for a long time, even letting her imagination run wild.

She glanced at Azan and said with a smile, "It's okay. Qingsheng will thank you later. Just don't drink and make mistakes again. You even missed class today."

Azan breathed a sigh of relief and said that Ranmo was the most considerate and understanding person. The two smiled at each other and walked out with their classmates after school.

Azan didn't take her that way. He said Qingsheng had said he wanted to rest at home when he returned home this morning and not practice for now. So the two of them took a shorter route home.