Huo Rong x Xiang Chen [Sixteen Intimacy]

Huo Rong got the password of Xiang Chen's apartment.

"When are you usually at home?"

"If I don't have a business trip, I'll be free after six o'clock in the evening."

"Then I'll go to you after six o'clock, okay? It happens that I'm after school, so I think I'll be studying by your side at night, and you can still supervise me."

"...you have not given me a way out."

Huo Rong liked to see Xiang Chen slumped, she smiled happily: "Then it's settled."

Xiang Chen nodded and added, "I'll take you home on time at half past ten, just in time for the end of the evening self-study."

Jiya will report.

Huo Rong snorted dully: "I see."

The appointment with Xiang Chen became a secret again.

Huo Rong didn't tell anyone, including Xiang Zhihou.

But Xiang Zhihou took the initiative to find out what was wrong.

"How did I hear that you didn't study at night during this time?"

During this period of time, the family found a teacher for Xiang Zhihou. He had long been free from the trouble of studying at night. He drank supplements at home every day to supplement his knowledge. He also had a nosebleed two days ago, and went to the hospital to hang up two bottles of water. Done.

Huo Rong bit the pen cap, "I'm going to read, can't I?"

"Didn't you say that studying at home is not efficient?"

Huo Rong didn't speak.

Xiang Zhihou became suspicious, "Did you do something bad behind my back?"

Without waiting for Huo Rong to defend himself, he casually said his guess: "You didn't go to Chencang with my brother secretly, did you?"

With a "tear" sound, the paper was scratched by the tip of the pen.

Huo Rong gritted his teeth and poked him in the head, "Did you use Andu Chencang like this? Do you still want to take the college entrance examination?"

Xiang Zhihou said carelessly: "The A university has reserved a place for me, as long as I pass the second-tier exam."

"I see that your level and two lines are hanging."

"You're the one who talked like that!" Xiang Zhihou was not perfunctory, he turned the topic back again, "Tell me, did you go to my brother?"

Huo Rong knew that he couldn't hide it, so he hummed vaguely.

"Okay, fluffy!"

Xiang Zhihou suddenly became louder, even during the noisy end of get out of class, Huo Rong quickly covered his mouth, but he didn't know that someone had taken this picture into his phone.

Huo Rong was afraid that he would make an exaggerated reaction, so he explained what happened in a few hasty words.

"You mean, you have been studying at my brother's house all this time?"

Huo Rong nodded.

"Fuck!" Xiang Zhihou slammed on the table, and then whispered because of Huo Rong's eyes, "Isn't he very busy? My dad asked him to make up lessons for me before, but he refused without mercy. Yes, see Se forget brother, this is it."

Huo Rong blushed and forgot to correct his mistake of changing idioms. She grabbed the pen and wrote a few words at random, and whispered, "Didn't you say I'm your sister-in-law? Why do you eat this vinegar with me?"

Xiang Zhihou was stunned, looking at Huo Rong's red ear tips as if he had discovered a new world, and immediately leaned over and took a breath, seeing that she was covering her ears in exasperation, then he bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Okay, since it's you, then I'm not jealous anymore."

Huo Rong nuked his mouth and pushed him away angrily, "The eight characters haven't been written yet. I go to him every day, and it's just for learning."

"So disappointed?"

Xiang Zhihou came over and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine after your college entrance examination. My brother is nothing but too much. He values ​​principles."

That being said, it doesn't stop Huo Rong from being depressed.

She sighed and looked out the window, "It's better that way."

After school, Huo Rong took a taxi to Xiang Chen's apartment as usual.

She pressed the code to open the door.

Xiang Chen was not at home, and she was used to it. After putting down her schoolbag, she poured herself a glass of water first.

When Xiang Chen came back, he saw Huo Rong sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table and writing papers.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, she was wearing the school-issued culottes, not afraid of going out, but the white and tender legs of her legs were unstoppable.

Xiang Chen lowered his eyes and walked to her side.

"How long have you been here?"

Huo Rong was making up sentences for reading comprehension, and she didn't reply until she wrote the last word: "It's been half an hour, you're back late today."

"There's something going on at the company, have you eaten yet?"

She shook her head, "Not too hungry."

Xiang Chen was displeased, and it wasn't that he didn't know about Xiang Zhihou's special supplements and nosebleeds at home.

Although he doesn't advocate this, he doesn't want to see the situation where Huo Rong's nutrition can't keep up.

In fact, he was overthinking it.

Like Huo Rong, the conditions prepared for her at home will only be better or worse.

She will never lose money in nutrition, but she just wants to see him feel sorry for her.

"What to eat?"

"Did you do it?"

"Well, I do."

"I want to eat something sour, let's make tomato fish."

Xiang Chen's cooking skills are better than Huo Rong imagined.

Huo Rong didn't feel blushing when he thought of his axe in the West City.

She believes that there are comparisons to have highs and lows.

Since Xiang Chen knows how to cook, he will cook from now on.

She is happy to relax.

Xiang Chen loosened his tie, walked to the cloakroom, and came out dressed in home clothes.

The light-colored short-sleeved trousers look tall and long, but they don't look bloated and fat at all.

Huo Rong admired for a moment, pointed to the phone, and said, "I didn't answer a call just now."

Xiang Chen picked up the phone and raised his eyebrows, it was the phone number of the head teacher Xiang Zhihou.

Instead of calling back, he clicked on another received message.

a picture.

Note: Mr. Xiang, I hope you can make time to come to the school as soon as possible.

"what is this?"

Huo Rong looked over, Xiang Chen didn't block it, and put the phone in her hand generously—

In the picture, Huo Rong hooked Xiang Zhihou's neck with one hand and covered his mouth with the other.

Both of them laughed happily.

Still very close.

Huo Rong looked up at Xiang Chen.

He had no expression.

Just quietly, looking at her like that.