Chapter 35 Hot Body Temperature

When I came out of the tea restaurant, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening, and the outside was already shrouded in black night. Zeng passed ahead and Gu Qingrong walked behind. This is the first time that I walked ahead and did not dare to stand side by side with him. Because, what Gu Qingrong said to her in the restaurant vaguely lingered in her ears-once passed, can we fall in love? This is the first time Gu Qingrong has said such ambiguous words to her. Is that okay? Fall in love... I don't know if I can, but when he asked this question, it brought her a great shock. Rather than not knowing how to reply to him, Gu Qingrong's sudden change made her curious and forced her to doubt the truth of his words. Before she could think thoroughly, she felt a chill. Because she wears less during the day, the cold wind blows at night, which makes her shiver. "Gu Qingrong, let's walk fast..." Zeng passed to stop, turned around, just want to greet Gu Qingrong to walk fast, as a result of her words haven't finished, suddenly feel something overhead covered down. When she took it down, it was Gu Qingrong's long gray coat. Gu Qingrong is very tall. The long coat fell from her head and covered her tightly without a seam. He approached, looked at her and said, "You wear mine first, don't be cold." At this time, light snow suddenly began to fall in the sky. Snowflakes fell lightly on his head, shoulders and body. Soon, his pale pink sweater was gradually stained with snowflakes, like a delicate and charming flower in spring. The dew in the morning fell and hung on it, with some moisture. To say that pink nourishes people, Gu Qingrong's white skin is lined like a proud son standing in the snow. He is slender and straight, with deep and handsome facial features and pleasing to the eye. The sight that passed slowly moved down from his face and finally fell on his shoulder. Reaching out his hand, he stood on tiptoe and took off a snowflake on his left shoulder. She smiled and her eyes lit up: "It's snowing." Gu Qingrong dazed, looked at the girl's bright smile, some panic. He admitted that he had never noticed any girls before he knew them, and he had never experienced the feeling of rapid heartbeat. Her kindness and initiative slowly entered his heart, and more importantly, he felt for the first time that a girl could have such a brilliant smile, as if it were a medicine that could cure people's hearts. He smiled faintly: "Hmm." "Gu Qingrong, you gave me a coat. Aren't you cold?" She asked. "Cold." He came back honestly. "..." According to the plot trend in the idol drama, whenever the female host receives the male host's coat at this time, the male host should say that he is not cold, but Gu Qingrong did not play cards according to the routine at all and directly replied "cold" to her. How should she answer? He stayed for a while and tentatively asked, "Why don't you... give it back to you?" "Well, all right." "..." He stretched out his hand on airs and really had the idea of going back. She's really breathing to the point of spitting blood. What idol drama! What handsome man! If a woman is cold, there must be a man's clothes to wear! It's all a lie! All the TV plays are fairy tales, and all the jokes in reality. I once curled my mouth and wanted to make a final struggle: "But... I am also cold." Even so, she obediently took off her coat and gave it back to him. Gu Qingrong put it on again, but instead of buttoning it, he left it open. He was also embarrassed. He looked up at her and said, "There is only one dress. We are all cold. Since both men and women should pay attention to equality, then..." At this point, he suddenly grabbed the clothes on both sides and pulled them open. "You get in." Fortunately, half of his face disappeared under the street lamp, and it was not easy to be found when he was red. He didn't notice his dry red face after passing. "Gu Qingrong." She was serious. "Are you serious?" "Hmm." "Are you sure here..." She stretched out her hand and pulled at her coat. The space inside was very small. "Can you accommodate my monster?" "How do you know if you don't try?" He was persuaded after a while. So, she took a few steps forward and slowly got into his arms, feeling... the space seemed just right. Gu Qingrong's mouth was gently hooked, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he took both hands to wrap people tightly. Zeng passed his head to his side and one ear was tightly attached to his chest. The boy's tight and powerful heartbeat "drummed", like a drummer beating heavily on the drum with a wooden stick, which was heavy but reassuring. "Is this position comfortable?" He tried to adjust their positions. "Well, it's quite good." "Then I'll start." "..." This conversation, how does it sound strange, like doing something... Before I could think about it, I only felt Gu Qingrong's body moved and the two began to move. Therefore, in this tight space, it can be said that on the way back to school, she was carried back to school by Gu Qingrong. Once passed in the dormitory. "What?! Gu Qingrong confessed to you?!" The roommates were so surprised that their chins fell off. I wanted to hide it, but I couldn't escape Su Xiaoman's eyes, so I shook it out one by one. Su Xiaoman looked at her for a long time, and finally curled his mouth, shaking his head and sighing: "Amazing, Gu Qingrong is really amazing! Pick up hot chicks is so skilled?!" "No!" Once passed corners of the mouth smoke. "Tut-tut!" Su Xiaoman's face was full of disdain. "Look at you. When you came back last night, you looked shy and smiled like a flower. Go ahead, did you promise him?" "No." "No?!" An Xiaochun surprised, "no? Once passed, that's Gu Qingrong! A big sports department cold male god! Look at his IQ, his face, his figure, and his good grades. Such a perfect man confessed to you, but you didn't move?!" It's fake not to move. The person she likes happens to like herself. The probability of such a good thing happening is always very small. She is just worried... Zeng passed and lay prone on the back of the table, looking drooping: "I know he is fine. But how can this kind of thing be so fast?" "Why can't it be fast?" Su Xiaoman refused to accept it. "Look at your little Zhu Fengming. When you see a beautiful one, you like one. With the speed at which you know Gu Qingrong, it is much slower." "Yes, I think a man like Gu Qingrong is reliable. Isn't it a joke?" Li Yunyun concluded. Indeed, Gu Qingrong doesn't seem to be joking. The more I thought about it, the more dull I felt. I simply took a bath. Early in the morning. Gu Qingrong bought breakfast for his roommates. When he watched them finish breakfast and rest, he finally caught Li Shen and asked, "Li Shen, let me ask you something." "What?" Li Shen is holding a Phillips screwdriver to open his Bluetooth speaker and is repairing it. Gu Qingrong looked at him: "What happened to your Bluetooth speaker?" "A few days ago, I accidentally fell into the water, entered the water, and the sound became smaller. Finally, there was no sound at all." Li Shen said, "What do you want to ask me?" "Do you think..." Gu Qingrong coughed gently a few times, "How to chase girls?" "Chasing girls, it's very simple! Ask her to eat, watch movies, and send a red envelope at the holidays. When she is sick, remember to care about her at the first time..." Wait a minute. What did Gu Qingrong just ask? Chasing girls? ! The 100-year-old "Tang Sanzang" in the dormitory is now asking them about chasing girls? ! Lie in the trough, strange! Li Shen had light in his eyes, put down his screwdriver and looked at him with great interest: "Gu Qingrong, who do you like?" This question, with a loud voice, attracted the attention of Zhan Xing, who was eating and chasing dramas, and Lin Yifang, who was playing games. Two people "pa", took off their headphones and looked over uniformly. Zhan Xing and Lin Yifang looked at each other, then got up from their seats and came to their side. The two looked eagerly at Gu Qingrong and asked in unison: "If you are a brother, be honest. Who is your favorite girl?" In the end, he is still a young man in his twenties, and he has never been in love. This question makes Gu Qingrong, a proud and charming man, shy. He felt his eyebrows embarrassedly, pretended to be calm, looked cold, gently glanced at the three of them, and calmly asked, "It's nothing. I just want to know how to confess and the success rate can be greater?" "Who do you want to confess to?" "No one, I asked for my friend." Gu Qingrong dodged his eyes. "My friend recently liked a girl and wanted to improve the success rate of confession, so he came to learn from me." "Learn from you?" Fat Zhan Xing laughed, as if he had heard some strange joke, "Is this friend you?!" The three men stopped laughing, and the tiger stared at Gu Qingrong with his face and said in unison: "Tell the truth." Gu Qingrong admitted: "Well, this friend is me." Three people: "Who do you want to confess to?" Gu Qingrong: "It has passed." As if a gorgeous fireworks exploded in mid-air, blasting the world of three people and becoming dazzling. After looking at each other, the three men all smiled and silently gave Gu Qingrong a thumbs-up sign. Li Shen: "Come on, you are the best!" Zhan Xing: "Come on, it's time to invite us to dinner." Lin Yifang: "Do you want me to help you investigate your family background? I am familiar with this business!" Gu Qingrong: "…"