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Chapter 184
Little Story - Duan Ran x Tata
Duan Ran has been paying attention to that girl for a long time.
She has long hair and a small face. When she smiles, she looks like a juicy peach. Anyone who sees her will want to take a bite.
Several times, Duan Ran passed her by, and could smell the faint milky fragrance from her body.
I don't know if she drinks milk every day.
Sitting in this position, as soon as Duan Ran raised his head, he could see the picture of her listening to the lecture with her cheeks supported.
So lovely.
"Duan Ran," Cheng Ye threw a pink letter over, "there is another girl writing a love letter to you."
Duan Ran ignored: "Take it."
"What are you looking at every day?"
Cheng Ye said while lying down, trying to follow his gaze—
Duan Ran raised his hand to push him away, looked away, "Go away."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I really don't understand what those little girls like about you. They don't even smile when they smile... Why don't they like me, who is sunny, lively, cheerful, generous and cute, everyone is blind!"
Duan Ran was too lazy to pay attention to him, and swept out the window at will, and saw that she came out of the classroom——
"Where are you going, Duan Ran?"
"bathroom."
One of the men's and women's toilets is on the left and the other is on the right. Duan Ran quickened his pace and slowed down when he reached the corner, just opposite her.
Next, pass by.
She goes to the women's room, he goes to the men's room.
close, close...
Familiar creamy fragrance.
"Hey, classmate."
Her voice is so nice.
Duan Ran looked back indifferently: "What's wrong?"
"Your money is gone."
Duan Ran pretended to be ignorant and touched his pocket, then walked to her, and reached out to take the red note: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Today, she said three words to herself.
——Duan Ran began to set off firecrackers in his heart and sing that today is a good day.
Stuffing the money into her pocket, Duan Ran spoke again when she was thinking about what excuse to find next time to talk to her.
"Are you Duan Ran from the first class?"
…………? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! !
She knows herself!
Duan Ran lowered his eyes to cover up the fluctuations in his eyes with long eyelashes, suppressed the trembling of his voice, and asked, "What?"
She smiled and pinned the broken hair on her chest behind her ear: "Today, your perfect composition was given a lesson by the teacher as a model essay. You wrote really well."
Duan Ran never felt that good grades were such a useful thing.
"I can teach you if you want," blurted out.
Duan Ran regrets the quick success of this sentence, will it scare her?
Just when Duan Ran was struggling to explain whether this was a joke—
She smiled and nodded: "Okay."
How can there be such a cute girl in the world. Duan Ran thought.
Grade 1 and Grade 2 have been very close recently.
All grades are watching.
The first grade is Duan Ran, and the second grade is her.
The party, Duan Ran, turned a deaf ear to these rumors, and he was still thinking about what flavor of milk he would buy her for a while.
Blueberry flavor? She said sour yesterday.
Walnut flavor? She said it was too hard.
Then strawberry flavor, it suits her.
Waiting for the end of get out of class, her mind is full of her.
It's not a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, you can't hold hands, you can't hug, you can't kiss...
Kissing, really want to kiss her.
It's more than that... Every time write exercises beside her, have the urge to rip off her clothes and fuck her on the table.
With his thoughts flying all over the sky, Cheng Ye whispered to him to regain his sanity: "Duan Ran!"
Duan Ran looked at Cheng Ye.
Cheng Ye: "With a face full of thoughts of spring, you shouldn't be with the second one at that age, right?"
Duan Ran: "None of your business."
Cheng Ye, who was forced back by the white eyes: "..."
Talking to Cheng Ye wasted time thinking about her.
she cried.
The strawberry milk in his hand didn't know whether to pass it to her or throw it away.
Duan Ran was in a hurry: "Don't cry, don't cry, what's the matter?"
There were tears in her eyes, and she twitched: "They say I'm a vixen, they say I seduce you, they say I'm shameless, I don't..."
"Of course you didn't!" I was clearly coveting you.
"So let's keep our distance in the future," she took two steps back. "Goodbye."
Duan Ran was so frightened by this sentence that the milk slipped out of his hand, the glass bottle burst on the ground, the pink milk dripped open, and the scent of strawberries filled the air... He grabbed her hand.
"Can't."
She turned her head back and looked at the big hand shackled around her wrist in surprise, her face flushed red, her eyes were wet with tears, and she stammered, "let go..."
"I won't let it go." Duan Ran's eyes reflected her figure.
He said, "Not only will I not let it go, but I will do so—"
Duan Ran took her waist - so soft and thin, and kissed her - so fragrant and sweet.
"Hmm..." She began to struggle violently, and accidentally, the smell of blood spread on her lips and tongue.
The lips parted, but Duan Ran was still holding her.
She was kissed so full of love, "You rascal!"
The jar was broken, Duan Ran raised his eyebrows: "Only a rogue to you."
"I don't want to be a vixen!" She pushed Duan Ran, "Let me go!"
"You are not a vixen, you are my girlfriend."
She jumped silently.
"Be my girlfriend, okay?"
The air is also quiet.
After a long while, Duan Ran's palms were sweating, and she finally said, "Okay."
The voice was extremely low, but Duan Ran heard it. He was ecstatic and hugged her harder: "I like you!"
She responded, "I like you too."
Duan Ran couldn't see her expression in his arms, he was still immersed in the great joy and couldn't extricate himself.
Her eyes were full of love, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was a strange and unruly—
Now, the game is on.