Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Why are you running?

Jiang Ling subconsciously turned around to look.

I only saw a wall...

wall.

Depend on.

I got fooled again.

He suffered failure after failure, and he himself couldn't even remember how many times he had been fooled by Chen Luan.

Always young, never forget.

Jiang Ling picked up the phone again and was about to reply to Chen Luan's curse message when a shadow appeared in front of her.

A familiar, lazy, teasing voice came from above: "Studying at the bar late at night?"

The man leaned over with his beautiful gray eyes, bringing with him a breeze that was completely different from the scent of grass and trees in the bar.

"I haven't heard of it. Is this some new way of learning?"

Then the man raised his unusually beautiful hand with distinct joints and stretched it towards him.

Jiang Ling looked up at Chen Luan who had almost trapped him on the sofa. The back of his neck felt hot and his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

However, Chen Luan's fingers passed over Jiang Ling's somewhat stiff arms.

I just took the half bag of potato chips from his arms.

"Qiao Zhile still has some, don't take mine."

Jiang Ling raised her hand to take back the half bag of potato chips. She was annoyed that she had actually been expecting this hopelessly straightforward man to do something. She was also angry that her attraction to him was not even as great as half a bag of potato chips?

Half a bag of chips?

So he bit the potato chips with a crunching sound, as if at that moment he and potato chips had become enemies.

"So stingy. What's wrong with me eating your bag of chips?" Chen Luan raised his hand and snatched back half the bag of chips. He looked up at him with a wicked smile on his lips: "I want to eat it."

"Childish ghost."

Jiang Ling uttered three words, ran over and snatched the spicy fried dough twists that Qiao Zhile was about to unpack, and also took two bottles of soda from the table.

"Is Brother Luan here? Why not ask him to come over and play with us?" someone suggested.

In the past few years, Jiang Ling's friends have often invited Chen Luan to play basketball with them, and Chen Luan would go occasionally when he was free, so they are quite familiar with each other.

"Go away, have fun. We have something to do."

Jiang Ling waved and left.

"No? My spicy little fried dough twist..." Qiao Zhile was still staring at the little fried dough twist in Jiang Ling's arms.

Jiang Ling: “…”

Jiang Ling: "I'll buy you a box tomorrow at school. Eat this first."

As he said that, he pulled out a bag of something from under the table and threw it over.

It doesn’t matter. Qiao Zhile is never picky when it comes to snacks.

After taking two steps, Jiang Ling was grabbed again.

Qiao Zhile raised the tissue in his hand and said, "What? Jiang Ling, this... doesn't taste very good, does it?"

Depend on.

I didn't look carefully and took the wrong one.

Before Jiang Ling could say anything, Chen Luan's haunting mocking voice could be heard from the side: "How come I didn't know you had this special hobby? Aren't you choking?"

"...Eating won't stop you from eating! If you don't want to eat, give me back the chips!"

Jiang Ling yelled at Chen Luan, then with a sour face, took another bag of shrimp chips and stuffed it into Qiao Zhile's arms.

After a few years, Chen Luan's words have become more and more poisonous.

He returned to the sofa and sat down. He pried open two bottles of soda and handed one to Chen Luan. He also stuffed the small fried dough twist into Chen Luan's hand before leaning back on the sofa to continue playing games. "What about you? You didn't go home after get off work and came to the bar specifically to catch me, right? Did that middle-aged bald man call to complain about you?"

"Do you still remember that I like to eat this brand of fried dough twists?" Chen Luan looked at the snacks in his hand in surprise.

Jiang Ling didn't look up, his fingers swiping across the screen: "I don't know, I just took it casually."

Chen Luan unpacked the package and slumped over to the small sofa across from Jiang Ling, nibbling on a small fried dough twist and saying lazily, "No one called me. My colleagues dragged me here today. They said there's a great new rock band performing here today."

"Colleague? What colleague?" Jiang Ling caught the key words, sat up and squinted at Chen Luan: "Female? Beta or omega?"

Ever since they found out, openly and secretly, that Chen Luan's orientation might be female, he and Jiang Xun began to become sensitive to all the women who appeared around Chen Luan.

They were afraid that one day Chen Luan would bring someone home and say to them, "Come, meet my sister-in-law."

That would be the real sky falling.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's a colleague from the military academy." Chen Luan threw the fried dough twist at him and raised his chin towards a table not far away where people seemed to have just sat down. "Over there."

Jiang Ling raised her hand to catch the fried dough twist that Chen Luan threw to her and bit it with a crunch.

There is a big table, with men and women, alphas and betas.

Not a date alone.

The crisis was temporarily resolved.

Jiang Ling lay back down again: "You never said before that you liked rock bands."

"I'm not interested right now." Chen Luan said, "I'm just bored after get off work and have nothing to do. So I decided to come along because someone was taking the initiative."

Chen Luan raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ling again, kicked the tip of the latter's shoe, and smiled: "As soon as I walked in, I caught some people skipping class."

"As long as my grades are okay, why do you care so much about me?"

That's not wrong.

Although Jiang Ling usually hangs around in a lazy manner, his academic performance is surprisingly good.

But apart from being a good student, Jiang Ling really doesn't have any other advantages in school...

Sleeping in class, playing games and skipping classes are just appetizers, and fighting, racing cars and confronting teachers are commonplace.

——Although Jiang Ling said that those people deserved to be beaten, why should we respect those old men who have no teacher ethics?

"The college entrance exam is just over a month away, don't you have any ideas?"

Jiang Ling paused for a moment while playing the game. "The old man told me to go to the Federal University of Political Science and Law."

"I didn't ask Director Jiang. I asked what you think." Chen Luan tapped Jiang Ling's forehead with his finger with some amusement.

"...I don't want to go." Jiang Ling paused for a moment before looking up and gazing into Chen Luan's eyes. "The Federal Law School is in Elhuaqinzhou, too far from home."

"I can't believe you're in love, Jiang Ling."

Chen Luan's tongue got stuck on the word "home" and he couldn't spit it out. Jiang Ling saw that Chen Luan's eyes were fixed on the door of the bar for a moment.

He looked over with some confusion, and only managed to hear a vague voice: "Hey, isn't that Teacher Chen?!!!"

Chen Luan grabbed his wrist and pulled him up and ran away.

"Hey! Chen Luan! What's wrong with you?!"

Jiang Ling stumbled and nearly tripped over a sofa leg. He looked at Chen Luan's back, who looked like he was running away, and gritted his teeth, "Why are you running?"

"I'll explain it to you later."

Chen Luan pinched his eyebrows with a headache, pulled Jiang Ling and ran across the corner corridor, looked around, opened the small storage room in the corner, went in, and locked the door with a bang.

In the small space, the only sounds left were the two people breathing rapidly due to running.

"Who is it——" Jiang Ling didn't finish his sentence when he felt a pair of slightly cold hands quickly covering the lower half of his face.

My palm touched his lips, and I could almost feel the interlaced lines on his palm.

Chen Luan covered Jiang Ling's mouth, with his slender and beautiful index finger raised on his lips, signaling Jiang Ling to be quiet.

In the already small space, the distance between the two people was shortened further by this action. Jiang Ling leaned against the wall behind the door with his head half raised, looking down at Chen Luan.

From this angle, it’s almost like holding Chen Luan in his arms.

Since the differentiation period, the boy's height has grown like bamboo shoots in spring, and he has quickly grown into a proud bamboo.

Before he knew it, the eighteen-year-old Jiang Ling was already half a head taller than Chen Luan.

"Teacher Chen—Teacher Chen?"

"Strange, I just saw him running in."

Another voice replied, "Did he go out the back door?"

There were sounds of conversation outside, and figures swayed in the light coming through the crack in the door.

Chen Luan took a deep breath, covered Jiang Ling's mouth with a little force, and signaled him with his eyes not to act rashly.

The boy's warm breath sprayed gently and slowly on the palm of his hand, creating a wisp of damp mist.

A little itchy.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, almost standing at the door of the utility room.

Chen Luan held his breath.

But in the next second, I suddenly felt a warm and wet feeling in the palm of my hand, followed by a slight tingling sensation.

Chen Luan's breathing stagnated, and a tingling sensation quickly spread from the palm of his hand to his scalp like an electric current.

He was like a frightened cat with its fur standing on end. His gray eyes widened slightly and he looked up at Jiang Ling, only to be met with a pair of light amber eyes that contained a malicious smile.

Jiang Ling was smiling with his eyes half closed, biting the soft flesh of his palm with his sharp canine teeth.

Like a naughty vicious dog.

Chen Luan wanted to pull his hand back.

But Jiang Ling grabbed his wrist and pressed harder on his lips and teeth.

The palm of my hand was pressed by the other person's teeth, and it hurt so much.

Taking advantage of the fact that Chen Luan dared not speak out, Jiang Ling acted recklessly.

A moment later.

The figure swaying outside the door disappeared, as if he had left.

Chen Luan immediately pulled his hand out and stepped hard on Jiang Ling.

A half gray shoe print suddenly appeared on the boy's spotless white sneakers.

As Chen Luan wished, he heard Jiang Ling gasping in pain.

He looked at the teeth marks on his palm which had already begun to turn slightly red, feeling unhappy, so he raised his hand and slapped Jiang Ling on the head:

"If your mouth itches, go chew on a teething stick, okay? If you like biting people so much, why don't you apply to be a crocodile at the zoo?"

But this time the young man dodged it cleverly by turning his head.

"I don't bite others, I only like to bite you. If you come to be a crocodile keeper, I might consider it."

Jiang Ling leaned over, staring into Chen Luan's eyes, and smiled threateningly, arms folded. "You still haven't told me why they came to you—if you dare to say you're an ordinary student again, I'll call those two back and question them myself."

Jiang Ling straightened up and looked down at Chen Luan. "Last time, some people also said that I was just a student, but that lunatic chased me to my doorstep and proposed to me. He even climbed over the wall in the middle of the night and almost broke into my and Jiang Xun's room. Chen Luan, I will remember this account for you."

It happened last year.

Chen Luan was harassed by a crazy male omega who insisted on dating him. He followed her and bombarded her with text messages. He was arrested by the police and detained for a few days, but he continued to harass her after he was released. It was very annoying.

Chen Luan refused many times, and later had to avoid him every day.

Later, the omega followed Chen Luan's car all the way to Jiang's house, put balloons and flowers at the gate and proposed in a suit.

After being carried away by the community security who arrived, he came back in the middle of the night and climbed the wall again without giving up.

As a result, he climbed through the wrong window and was beaten up by Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling. They called the police and dragged him away and locked him up for more than two months before he finally stopped.

Chen Luan walked out of the utility room, turned on the faucet at the sink, and washed his hands. He sighed softly, "Can we not talk about this anymore?"

At first he really thought that he was just an ordinary student, and he didn't expect that there would be such a bizarre development later.

"How dare you despise me?" Jiang Ling's dissatisfied voice suddenly came to my ears.

Chen Luan: “?”

Where does the inference come from and what is the logic?

Chen Luan raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Ling: "You are allowed to leave teeth marks on my hands, but I am not allowed to wash my hands?"

As he said this, he shook off the water droplets on his hands, lifted up the corner of Jiang Ling's clothes and pretended to wipe them, humming and laughing: "Not only will I wash my hands, I will also use your clothes to wipe them."

The cold fingertips soaked in water brushed across Jiang Ling's waist.

The boy's light amber eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to grab Chen Luan's wrist and remove it from his clothes.

Then he took two dry towels from the tissue box, wiped Chen Luan's wet hands twice, and threw them into the trash can. He pinched Chen Luan's wrist and held on, raised the corner of his lips and said with a ruthless look: "Then tell me, why are you running away? If you don't tell me, I won't let go. Did you run into that psychopath again?"

The boy, who was already much taller than Chen Luan, leaned over slightly, almost trapping Chen Luan between himself and the sink.

Chen Luan, who was caught by the pair of clear light amber eyes, actually felt a little oppressed.

My heart beat uncontrollably faster.

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