The school goddess, she becomes more and more beautiful

Chapter 21 Skin Hunger

There are a lot of sundries in the kitchen, and some ornaments are placed on some cabinets.

Without warning, a porcelain vase placed on the edge of the shelf fell down, and in the blink of an eye, Song Ranran subconsciously reached out and pulled Rong Zhou.

Just now Song Ranran directly grabbed Rong Zhou's bare wrist, and the skin touched, instantly awakening the strong sense of touch on Rong Zhou's skin.

In the next second, the crisp cracking sound of porcelain resounded in the air.

On the smooth and hard floor, the bottle was shattered into several pieces due to the impact, and a few pieces were smashed to a distant corner.

After making sure that the other items on the shelf showed no sign of shaking, Song Ranran turned to look at Rong Zhou. "Something fell suddenly just now. There are still a lot of debris on the ground here. It's not safe. Let's go out first..."

Song Ranran turned her head and said, and suddenly paused after seeing Rong Zhou's reaction.

It seems that something is not quite right...

Rong Zhou lowered his eyes, the deep black pupils became extremely dark, as if reflected in the deep twilight of the sky.When he heard Song Ranran's voice and looked up, he was stared at by those black eyes that were so perfect, but he felt a sense of danger for no reason.

Rong Zhou couldn't pay attention to the falling prices anymore. At this moment, all his attention was attracted by an indescribable feeling.

The wrist was tightly encircled by the girl's hand, Song Ranran's skin was smooth and delicate, and the warm touch could be clearly felt.There is a certain desire in the body that is faintly awakening.

He lowered his eyelids, hiding all the strange emotions in his eyes.

"Rong Zhou...are you alright?" Song Ranran asked cautiously.

No, did you just get scared?
This idea popped up in my mind, and was instantly suppressed by Song Ranran.

As long as he thinks about Rong Zhou's indifferent attitude on weekdays, who seems to be calm and rational in the face of everything, Song Ranran feels that this guess is impossible.

"Hands, let go."

A few seconds later, Rong Zhou's indifferent voice sounded.

Listen carefully, it seems a little dumb.

Realizing that she was still holding the other person's hand, and that the other person seemed unhappy about it, Song Ranran immediately let go.

"Sorry." She whispered awkwardly but politely.

I get it, it must be a clean freak.

Super cleanliness patients generally feel extremely uncomfortable when someone dares to touch them. Song Ranran automatically classified Rong Zhou into this type of person after reading many novel character designs in her previous life.

It is said that some serious people may even feel sick.

Song Ranran secretly glanced at the serious expression of Rong Zhou in front of him, and pursed his lips.

In fact, her hands are really not dirty.

She is also very clean.

This is the first time she feels so disgusted by someone...

But looking at the exquisite and handsome face so close at hand, Song Ranran's slight unhappiness disappeared.

Some people have more or less strange illnesses, which she can understand.

There were still sharp pieces of porcelain on the kitchen floor. If you didn't see it and accidentally stepped on it, it would be extremely unsafe. A servant heard the noise and came to clean it up from the living room, so Song Ranran and Rong Zhou went out first.

After this happened, Song Ranran was not in the mood to take the fruit anymore, so she was going to go upstairs and go back to her room.

At the stairway, Rong Zhou and Song Ranran were standing, just...

Rong Zhou stood a little far away from Song Ranran.

"You first." Looking up slightly, Rong Zhou said.

Sensing Rong Zhou's intention of not wanting to go together, Song Ranran nodded and walked up the stairs.

Behind him, Rong Zhou stood quietly.

At the hem of the shirt, the man's smooth hands tightened slightly.

The moment Song Ranran let go of her hand just now, her body instinctively wanted to linger more, to be restrained habitually.

……

After Song Ranran went up a flight of stairs, she suddenly heard a male voice with a low voice downstairs.

"Just now, thank you."

　These days I am really going to be driven crazy by homework, exams and homework, the author's hair is almost gone.

　　Compare heart,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)