Chi Han really sat beside Rong Xu's desk and didn't leave, and the two were huddled behind the small desk.

Anyway, every day class is similar to self-study. Chi Han casually took out the book from Rong Xu's desk and started to read -

"Dynamic Macroeconomic Theory"

Chi Han: "..."

Sorry to bother you.

Chi Han flipped through a book in a few seconds, and even the title could only understand the first one.

introduction.

He closed the book, looked at Rong Xu expressionlessly, and whispered, "This is your book?"

Although Chi Han is thin, he has a pair of straight and slender legs, and the narrow space allows him to fold it up. The legs are very close to Rong Xu's legs.

Rong Xu just couldn't stand up, but his legs were conscious. After the initial psychological struggle, he gradually relaxed his legs quietly, and the area with Chi Hanpai became larger and larger.

The boy's body temperature kept coming through the clothes.

Rong Xu's fingers holding the pen clenched and loosened. He didn't know what this strange feeling was called, but he knew that he was shivering against Chi Han's skin at the moment.

Yelling for more.

Rong Xu's dark eyes slowly moved to Chi Han's clearly articulated finger, but that finger was still poking at him at this moment.

His eyes sank, he reached out to hold the hand, and pushed it aside before his master could react.

"Mine, the homepage has a name."

Chi Han was inexplicably thrown away.

Why was Rong Xu suddenly unhappy?

Delayed puberty?

Chi Han frowned, and opened the home page with little care.

Two powerful words were written on the white paper, with sharp edges, like a murdering sword.

Rong Xu.

These two words were written abruptly with an aura of killing.

Chi Han was amazed and couldn't help touching it. There were even raised marks carved on the back of the paper.

This word! Simply beautiful!

People say that seeing a word is like seeing a person, and sure enough, if this word were placed in ancient times, it would probably be a young man with long hair tied up in fresh clothes and angry horses galloping on the battlefield!

"The words you wrote are so beautiful! Ei Rongxu, you can write one for me too!"

Chi Han's eyes were bright, and he reached out and digged in his pocket, only to find that all his things had been removed, he left and right After looking around, he suddenly stretched out his palm and urged, "Just write here and write here! Use a black pen to write!"

Rong Xu's original expression was like a misty rain, but suddenly stopped, his eyes turned black, and his eyes were full of That white palm that kept shaking.

"Write... what?"

He said hoarsely, a little hot.

Chi Han stretched his fingers strangely and said puzzled: "Your name! I want to be exactly the same as the one in this book!"

He urged himself: "Hurry up, I've put my pen for you!"

Rong Xu took the pen, his fingertips hot.

He reached out and grasped the thin wrist, trembling in his heart.

The black tip of the pen fell on the surface of the skin, leaving a touch of light ink. For the first time in his life, Rong Xu wrote his name so seriously.

Horizontal, vertical, vertical, left...

Rong Xu's heart was clear, he wrote these two words reverently, but his throat felt a little tight.

When the last stroke fell, Rong Xu's erratic heart suddenly fell into place.

He handed over himself even the belt-bone, but luckily the other party caught him.

Chi Han kept his head down after seeing Rong Xu's writing, and he didn't let go of his hand holding his wrist. He didn't pull hard, and moved his head forward.

"This word is better than what you wrote in your book!"

Chi Han gasped in excitement, he carefully retracted his hand, put it in the table bucket and sat down:

"Okay, I won't do it again until school is over. Move this hand."

Rong Xu's eyes curled up when he heard the words, and looking sideways from his long hair, it looked like a snow lotus first blooming, cold and seductive.

Chi Han rolled his eyes and suddenly revealed a wicked smile.

This Genting Flower is really a rare smile, even if it is a smile, it is only a faint smile, which makes people uncontrollable to give birth to an evil thought.

What if he could show more expressions?

Chi Han felt a sense of accomplishment when he thought about it, and his smiling eyes curved.

"Rong Xu, I have to write a word on your hand too!"

Relying on Rong Xu's connivance, Chi Han has become more and more courageous recently. .

Because his left hand can't move, Chi Han can only pick and pull with one hand.

Rong Xu was very uncooperative, so he put his hand into Rong Xu's palm, and then pushed it hard, and the two fingers crossed together.

"Tsk, can you cooperate with me, I'll just write two words!"

Chi Han pressed his pen on the palm of the other's palm, and wrote his name stroke by stroke.

The tip of the pen scratched across the skin, causing an unbearable tingling.

Even more unbearable than the leg disease.

Rong Xu slammed his palms together, and the ink that hadn't dried was instantly blurred into a ball.

"Hey! My words!"

Chi Han frowned and poked Rong Xu twice with the tip of his pen, and then poked it again in frustration.

"I finally wrote it! It's the first time I've written my name to someone else!"

Rong Xu turned his face away, his palms clenched tightly, his fingertips turning white.

The icy wall quickly spread the cold air from the contact point, barely suppressing a little bit of irritability.

Chi Han even wanted to reach out and pull his hand.

Rong Xu frowned and raised his hand to push the person away.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, constantly adjusting his breathing, and the feeling of the pen tip falling could not dissipate.

Rong Xu covered his abdomen with one hand and rolled his throat.

It 's so uncomfortable...

***

Chi Han doesn't know where he offended Rong Xu. Since he wrote half of his name on his hand, Rong Xu has not allowed him to lean over.

Rong Xu was on guard against him, even if there were more lines on the table one day, Chi Han would not be surprised.

For this, Chi Han even turned to enthusiastic netizens on the Internet for help.

So a post on a parenting post appeared:

Landlord: I ask everyone, what should I do if my child suddenly rebelled during adolescence? !

First floor: Can you describe it in detail? Like what did he do, or what did you do?

Landlord: I didn't do anything, I just asked him to write his name on my palm, and then I wrote my name on his palm, but he wouldn't let me write it halfway through, so I covered my stomach and lay down. Do not speak.

Second floor: ...

Third floor: ...

Fourth floor: ...

Landlord: ? ? ?

Fifth floor: It is recommended that the landlord turn left and go to love in the same city.

The sixth floor: +1 The

seventh floor: +2

The eighth floor: +10086 The

ninth floor: Thank you, kdl

...

Chi Han: "..."

Sure enough, people on the Internet are not reliable!

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