Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1674 Little thing, you know how to drill into my arms
later.

It was still raining in the sky, and the hazy rainwater flowed down the window, converging into fine lines.

Han Yurou was doing the questions with headphones on, while Rong Jincheng was chattering non-stop in the ward.

That day seemed to pass very slowly, and Han Yurou didn't know how long Rong Jincheng had been talking.

I just know that he is really noisy.

She is convinced that a man can talk so much.

The table in the ward was not far from the window, and sometimes Han Yurou would raise her head with blurred and dazed eyes.

It seems that she is still in school.

I like to lie on the table and have a long dream on a rainy day. In the dream, there are flowers, a bright moon, and a stream.

Everything is wonderful.

Rong Jincheng probably really got drunk, and his words were much more surprising.

"Which high school did you go to?" Rong Jincheng jumped to her side and asked.

"No. [-] Middle School in Beijing."

"It's such a coincidence, so do I, senior sister."

Although Han Yurou was two years older than him, because Han Yurou skipped a level, she didn't know that there was another junior called "Rong Jincheng".

"Why didn't I meet you back then, if I met you, I would chase you."

The corner of Han Yurou's mouth was curved in a concentrated indifference, she didn't make a sound, and continued to read the book.

The transparent window is already blurred, and it is difficult to see the scenery outside from the inside.

All I know is that the night is getting darker.

The wall clock on the wall "tick" and "tick" is very mechanical.

The desk lamp emitted a bright light, and circles of halo hit Han Yurou's fair face.

She looks down at the book like a student who hasn't graduated yet, wearing a loose hospital gown and a light blue hairband on her head.

At some point, Rong Jincheng became quiet.

He sat on the sofa not far away, did not do anything, just rested his chin and silently looked at Han Yurou.

There was a bit of clear light in his drunken eyes, and his eyes kept falling on Han Yurou's face.

She looks...beautiful.

Long eyelashes, oval face, willow eyebrows.

The rain never stopped.

The sky is dark and there is no light, just like she was walking on the muddy road in that year, looking for directions.

Yaya jumped out of nowhere, it cleverly jumped onto the sofa, and then jumped into Rong Jincheng's arms.

Because Rong Jincheng's clothes were warm.

Rong Jincheng chuckled: "Little thing, you still know how to get into my arms. You are so smart, just like that young lady."

Rong Jincheng looked at Han Yurou.

Yaya kept digging into Rong Jincheng's suit, sticking out her buttocks.

Rong Jincheng grabbed it and stared at it: "Is it cold? If it's cold, I'll wrap you in a blanket."

He really put a thick blanket on Yaya.

Yaya kicked with her legs aggrieved.

Han Yurou heard the movement, got up quickly and came over, lifted the blanket on Yaya's body, and got angry at Rong Jincheng: "Do you know that this will smother it to death? Do you have common sense?!"

Yaya nestled on the sofa, she didn't dare to move, she was so wronged.

Rong Jincheng's mouth twitched: "I don't know... I never had a pet."

"Pets are just like children. Children will feel uncomfortable when they are stuffed with blankets, let alone small pets."

"I've never raised a child."

"You!" Han Yurou fell silent, and said, "You're so stupid."

Han Yurou hugged the frightened Yaya back, and did not give it to Rong Jincheng anymore.

The way she hugged a pet, Rong Jincheng felt a bit like hugging a child for some reason.

(End of this chapter)