MTL - Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role-Chapter 9

Being murdered, Jing Zhao was not angry, but was very happy, his eyes sparkled like stars twinkling, "Are you caring about me?"

Xiao Ran was exhausted, and his face became more and more ugly. How could he not see that Jing Zhao did it on purpose, to prove that he still cared about her.

Worrying and worrying all kinds of complex emotions in my heart, it was like being poured a basin of cold water on my head, and even my blood became cold.

"It's fun like this? Just to test me?" Xiao Ran stared at her with almost solid gaze, then mocked lightly: "Whether you are allergic or not, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Then why don't you feed me?" Jing Zhao asked after him.

Xiao Ran: "I bought it, why should I give it to you?"

"..."

Jing Zhao didn't answer his cold knife, and explained instead: "It's not for fun, but I just want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. Besides, how do I know if there is pepper in sweet and sour pork ribs? I don't know how to cook."

Xiao Ran obviously didn't believe it, and sneered to expose it: "The last time you ate sweet and sour pork ribs, it took three days for your allergies to recover."

The smile in Jing Zhao's eyes was even bigger, "You said you don't care about me, I forgot about my allergies last time, but brother remembers so clearly?"

"Pfft!" The basketball man next to Xiao Ran spit out a mouthful of rice, which immediately attracted the attention of the two people next to him. The basketball man immediately picked up the plate and left with a flushed face.

Xiao Ran's expression was also stiff. He was obviously calm and composed in the face of other things, but when he met her, he was always confused. All self-righteous defenses were vulnerable to a single blow.

Not wanting to mess with her anymore, Xiao Ran got up silently, took the dinner plate and left.

But in Jing Zhao's eyes, there is a sense of running away.

Jing Zhao put the lid on the lunch box and put it in the special area of ​​the cafeteria, and someone will come to pick it up.

After leaving the cafeteria, he trotted for a while before catching up with the person who was striding away. The other person was as cold as ice. If there was still warmth before, he would not look good towards her now.

Jing Zhao didn't speak in a hurry, and followed slowly, his eyes fixed on the front, but his hand took advantage of his unpreparedness and secretly grabbed the other party's fingers.

Xiao Ran immediately paused, turned his eyes, and pulled out his hand indifferently.

There was no smile on Jing Zhao's face, and his tone was a little low: "Xiao Ran, can we really not be the same as before? You obviously still like me, why don't you admit it?"

This time, Xiao Ran didn't deny it again, "So what if you admit it? Jing Zhao, do you think I will go up to you to humiliate me again like before?"

Jing Zhao looked at him, pursed his lips tightly, and choked out a sentence: "Then I will let you humiliate me once, can we even it out?"

"..."

The way Xiao Ran looked at Jing Zhao clearly felt that she was unreasonable. He took a step back and looked at her with distant eyes, "Jing Zhao, if possible, I only hope that you never appear in my life. Class A is not suitable for you. Go back Class S!"

"I don't believe what you said!" Jing Zhao bit his lip, raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly tiptoed to kiss him on the lips.

Xiao Ran was stunned for a moment, and raised his hand to push the person away, but in the next second, he tasted a trace of wetness on his lips, and his raised hand froze in mid-air.

Jing Zhao kissed lightly, lowered his head and sobbed, "Xiao Ran, don't say such harsh words to me, I will be very sad, very sad."

sad? Is he sad?

The astringency spread in his heart like a tide, Xiao Ran remained silent, Jing Zhao raised his head with his eyes closed, and tried to kiss her again, little by little, soft and lingering deeply, entangled.

After a while, the other party still pushed her away slowly, "Have you kissed enough?"

Jing Zhao wanted to say enough, but she couldn't stop sneezing when she opened her mouth, and the area around her mouth itched like being stung by insects, and she couldn't help raising her hand to scratch.

However, Xiao Ran changed his attitude of avoiding it before and grabbed her hand suddenly. Thinking of the sweet and sour pork ribs he had eaten, his expression turned ugly, "You..."

Jing Zhao realized later, and asked in a daze, "Am I allergic?"

Xiao Ran's breath stagnated slightly, "Well, have you brought any medicine?"

Jing Zhao shook his head.

Xiao Ran turned around immediately, and said in a quick tone, "Go to the school infirmary first."

Jing Zhao didn't speak, and covered his lips, watching the other hand holding her tightly, and bent his eyes. ?