his little candy

Song Guo frowned delicately, glanced at Gu Zheng faintly, pursed her lips, and hesitated to speak.

The sound of footsteps came quickly from inside the house, Han Che poked his head out from inside, grabbed Gu Zheng's coat and hat with one hand, and pulled it back.

Gu Zheng was dragged back, he steadied himself suddenly, touched his neck back and forth and howled, "Hey... my neck. God Han, you are trying to strangle me to death!"

Han Che didn't respond, but looked at the little rabbit wearing a thin light yellow sweater with horizontal stripes at the door. The warm color matched Song Guo's skin very well.

Song Guo even held the pastry obediently with both hands, and looked up at him with a palm-sized face, extremely cute.

Han Che lowered his voice inadvertently: "Give it to me?"

Song Guo nodded obediently.

Han Che lowered his head and took a look. On the emerald green dinner plate, there were five beautifully shaped pastries neatly placed, but it could be seen that they were handmade, so he didn't know how they tasted.

Han Che got an appetite after seeing it, and reached out to taste it, and then remembered that he had wandered around the house for a long time, and asked Song Guo to come in first before washing his hands.

Song Guo looked into the room, and there were several people sitting on the sofa.

Gu Zheng, Jiang Tu, and Jiang Qiuchi.

Hearing Han Che's voice, all three people in the room looked at Song Guo at the same time.

Three extremely penetrating gamma-ray-like gazes came at the same time, and Song Guo suddenly felt that he couldn't move forward. He hesitated for less than half a second before his wrist was gently pulled, and the plate he was holding was not taken away. , Song Guo was afraid that the dinner plate would be dropped, so he could only follow Han Che into the house cautiously.

After entering the room, the three people on the sofa automatically reserve seats.

Song Guo put the plate on the coffee table, glanced at Han Che, "I'm going back first, you can eat while it's hot."

Han Che grabbed Song Guo's wrist, "Sit down and play together."

Song Guo glanced at the three people on the sofa, then looked at Han Che, "Tomorrow..."

Regardless of the three people present, Han Che moved closer to Song Guo, cut off his words in a friendly tone, and said, "Tomorrow is Sunday, my dear classmate."

Song Guoxiu's brows slightly raised, and she looked at Han Che apologetically, and she refused in a delicate and soft voice: "Tomorrow I will accompany Ruan Ruan to climb the mountain, and I will go to bed early tonight, good night."

Han Che raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had eaten a sour plum, his throat was choked with sourness, and he snorted lightly: "You will accompany your classmate Ruan Ruan tomorrow, won't you accompany me?"

Gu Zheng and the others looked at Han Che in astonishment. Is this still the Han God they knew?Whose family belongs to this little baby who came out of kindergarten, please take it back!

Song Guo parted her lips slightly, and looked at Han Che in surprise. She couldn't find anything to say for a while, but she was really thinking seriously, and muttered, "Then classmate Han is going too?"

Han Che snorted softly: "I'll think about it."

Song Guo nodded, "Then I'll go back first."

With a cold face, Han Che watched the little rabbit fly out, and carefully closed the door for him, his chest was blocked.

Is he a wolf den?

Han Che washed his hands, shared a piece of pastry with each of them, and said to several people: "Okay, let's go back after eating, I will get up and climb the mountain tomorrow morning."

Gu Zheng looked at him, "Didn't you say you still have to think about it?"

"I've considered it." Han Che said seriously.

Gu Zheng rolled his eyes, and said to Jiang Qiuchi and Jiang Tu behind him: "This person who values ​​sex and despises friends, I asked him to accompany me to a place before, and he said he would consider it, so it was useless. It changed immediately."

Han Che glanced at him, "Where are you going? After watching a few movies, you want to go to Hoh Xil on a whim. You also said that you want to cross no-man's land like others. You even checked the route. Who will accompany you there? "

Gu Zheng was a little bit ashamed, that was the thought that came to his mind when the blood of the two stupid boys in the pseudo-literature was boiling.

When I was in junior high school, I fell in love with Green Island after reading a few romance novels. When I heard about Tainan and Taipei, my heart was full of softness. After reading a few books on rough roads, I wanted to find a rough guy to go with me. Wandering in Hoh Xil, after reading a few small town stories, I wanted to find the man in Xu Meijing's song "You smoke, I will search all the shops in the town".

I searched and searched, but still fell on this man.

Gu Zheng's eyes fell on Jiang Tu, with a white shirt, sharp short hair, and a youthful youth who had already begun to take on a thin outline. If there was a dim yellow light projected down, another pack of Marlboro cigarettes would come.

laugh!

perfect!

The thought stopped abruptly.

Gu Zheng snorted lightly, and exhaled a puff of smoke rings. Among the clouds and mist, there was a taste of a literary youth who was half asleep and half awake, "How long has it been?"

Jiang Tu sneered and cut off Gu Zheng's cigarette, "Don't be a teenager and learn from other literary youths."

Han Che glanced at Gu Zheng, "Smoke out and smoke, don't leave any smell in my room."

Gu Zheng stood up angrily, a little unsteady, pointed at the two of them and said, "Okay! You all bully me! Me...Wow! I want to go home and find my mother."

Han Che casually rolled his eyes, and Jiang Tu put his arms around Gu Zheng's neck, patted his face, "My dear son, Dad will take you home."

Gu Zheng raised eyebrows and raised eyebrows: "Fuck, don't take advantage of my mother!"

Jiang Tu had a dark face, and kicked Gu Zheng, "Get out! You bastard with a clear mind!"

The two went out all the way, and Jiang Qiuchi also stood up, "I'm going back too, I have something to do at home."

Han Che nodded: "Well, I'll send you down."

After sending the three of them away, Han Che tidied up the room, washed up, and waited for Miaohuang to clean up before going to the balcony.

At this time, the living room of the Song family.

Song's mother and Song's father are arguing about the remote control board. Song's mother wants to watch Gongdou Zhaidou's family ethics drama. There are hundreds of episodes of unforgettable memories. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fight. Seeing the exciting part of the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she pulls Song Guo to sit next to her. She began to point to the TV series and lecture him earnestly, telling him not to listen too much to his daughter-in-law in the future, and absolutely not to be a parent because of her daughter-in-law. Song Guo only needs to listen obediently, and then go back to do the questions after listening.

Father Song wanted to watch discoveries, documentaries, and the animal world, but in terms of family status, Father Song couldn't compete with Mother Song, so he could only use his mobile phone to read news in desperation.

The noise of the TV series came from the living room, but Song Guo returned to her bedroom with the test paper in hand.

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

Miaohuang jumped off the balcony and walked into the house.

Song Guo hugged Miaohuang, rubbing his freshly washed soft fur, when suddenly a thought popped up, and his mind buzzed loudly.

The little thing has a terrible tail, he is a parallel cargo shipper.

Could it be that the pure black handmade underwear belonged to classmate Han Che?

If student Han Che knew that his panties had been watched by others...

Hmm... I dare not think about it.

He remembered that he also washed a pair of panties, hung them on the balcony, and disappeared the next day, probably because of this little thing!

Well!

Does anyone want a cat?Give it away for free.

Song Guo angrily tugged at Miaohuang's beautiful fluff, Miaohuang was spiritual, and seemed to know that he had caused trouble, and he looked pitifully yelling pitifully.

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

The black eyeballs looked at him with grievances one by one... such a pitiful one.

However, as long as Song Guo thought of Han Che, it was a mess.

Ruan Ruan didn't even say to go mountain climbing with him, and he lost his mind for some reason, and said to go mountain climbing, and then things got out of hand, Han Che also wanted to go.

The next day.

Song Guo was woken up by the alarm clock, went to the balcony, and took off the handkerchief that was hanging on the rope to dry. The student Han Che opposite had already put on a set of sportswear, put it in his pocket, looked at him with a smile, and waved: " Good morning, student Song Guo."

"Morning." Song Guo also greeted with a light smile.

Obviously not long after he moved in, Song Guo already had a familiar sense of life with him.

Song Guo went back to the house to wash up.

Han Che knocked on the door, and Mother Song opened it.

"Auntie, I'm looking for Guoguo to climb the mountain."

Song's mother strongly agreed: "Mountain climbing is good, mountain climbing is good, just to exercise. Guoguo is in poor health. I am afraid that he will be under pressure from the college entrance examination and his physical fitness will not be able to keep up. I see that you bought fitness equipment at home. You Take him to exercise more."

"Auntie, I will." Han Che entered the room with a smile.

Mother Song worked overtime on Sunday and left soon.

Han Che came to Song Guo's bedroom. Song Guo was washing in the bathroom. Han Che took a look and waited inside the room.

His eyes accidentally fell on the schoolbag on the table, and he walked over, opened the schoolbag, and found a pink envelope hidden in the math book, revealing a corner.

Han Che's heart moved, and he pulled it out subconsciously. He only saw the exquisite cover with no handwriting on it. Curiosity made him plan to open the envelope again.

Suddenly, the bathroom door lock rang.

Han Che quickly put it back.

Song Guo came out of the bathroom, her hair was draped limply on her head, and she was wearing white short sleeves.

Han Che looked over and saw the little rabbit's slender white legs, which were straight and dazzlingly white. The knees were round and beautiful without any wrinkles, and the lines of the whole legs were so beautiful that there were no blemishes.

His little rabbit is full of treasures.

Song Guo looked at Han Che indifferently, her handkerchief was carelessly wiping her hair, a section of black shorts was exposed under her short sleeves, and they were hanging out as he walked.

When Han Che took a look at the picture of the little rabbit getting out of the bath, his eyes became slightly hot, and his earlobes quickly turned red.

"Student Han Che."

Song Guo looked at Han Che who was stunned, and called softly.

Han Che recovered from his sinking beauty, walked towards Song Guo, took the handkerchief from his hand, and gently wiped his hair.

Song Guo snorted, pouted and muttered, "I can wipe it myself."

Han Che's tone was uncompromising: "It's not convenient for you to wipe the back, if you don't dry it, you'll catch a cold."

Just after taking a bath, Song Guo's eyes were foggy. Due to her height difference, she could only look at Han Che with her neck up, and said angrily, "There is also a hair dryer."

Han Che thoughtfully stretched out his hand to support Song Guo's neck, rubbed the handkerchief on his hair with the other hand, and said in an intimate and coaxing tone, "Good boy, the hair dryer hurts your hair."

Song Guo's mind turned, and he spit out a sentence after a while: "You are hegemony."

Han Che wrote lightly: "I am exercising the right of mutual friendship between classmates." Then he glanced at the little rabbit staring at the beautiful big eyes, and said: "Song Guo is such a student with excellent character and learning, so naturally he must uphold the school motto of No. [-] Middle School." , love and help each other with classmates.”

The teenager's fingers rubbed the skin of his neck inadvertently. He had just taken a shower and was extremely sensitive, as if something was fermenting in the air.

Song Guo leaned softly against Han Che, and Han Che gently rubbed his hair, Song Guo closed his eyes comfortably.

Han Che looked at the fair skin and lowered his head.

Song Guo was half asleep and half awake, suddenly there was a burst of hot air from his neck, and a piece of warmth stuck to his shoulder, and he took a bite cautiously.

Han Che raised his head, and his eyes fell on the little rabbit's ears. The skin was so transparent that blood vessels could be seen, the neck was so tender that it looked like a young animal that could be controlled with one hand, the ears were small and round, and the earlobe was round. As fragile as a newborn pistil.

Han Che's gaze shifted, and he flicked his bony fingers towards the round man, his voice thick and somewhat ruffian, coquettish.

"Hmph, I helped you brush your hair, and you have to help me too."

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