My Boyfriend is a Monster

Chapter 16

    In the scorching summer, on a sultry night, Du Xiuran and Wu Qingcang were sitting on the floor covered with straw mats. There was a small wooden table on the straw mat, which was full of books and exam papers.

    The weather was too hot, and Wu Qingcang's freshly washed hair became wet with sweat again. He frowned and sat at the table listening to Du Xiuran's speech.

    There was no air conditioner or fan in the room, just two simple fans, which Du Xiuran made by sticking together hard cigarette boxes he had picked.

    The sweltering heat was unbearable, and after talking for a while, even the tip of Du Xiuran's nose, who had never been sweating very much, had a little water drop.

    Fortunately, there are two doors in the front and back of the house. The back door is sealed in winter, but can be opened in summer, so that there will be a breeze through the hall, some cool breeze will blow slowly, and it will be more comfortable.

    In order for Wu Qingcang to successfully enter high school in the fall, Du Xiuran has changed the one hour of teaching every day to one and a half hours, which is the limit Wu Qingcang can tolerate.

    Wu Qingcang was the least fond of learning, but if the person who taught him was Du Xiuran, he would really be able to sit for an hour and a half and listen to him.

    Recently, he suddenly felt that Du Xiuran's face seemed to have magic power, always attracting his attention, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not enough.

    So even though it was hot enough, he still insisted on sitting on the straw mat and listening to Du Xiuran explaining the questions on the paper to him. Somewhat fascinated.

    Because the weather was too hot, Wu Qingcang was sitting at the table wearing only underwear, while Du Xiuran was only wearing a white vest and blue shorts. Wu Qingcang's skin was often tanned by the sun, and it was a little dark, but Du Xiuran's skin But Bai is warm and run. He also has to go to school every day, and Du Xiuran also has to buy vegetables and wash clothes, but he has never seen him get sunburned.     When Du Xiuran was talking about the topic, Wu Qingcang deserted. He kept looking at Du Xiuran silently, moving from his lips to the little purple mole on Du Xiuran's collarbone, and then the little mole attracted him tightly. The color of his eyes looks very beautiful under the light, and it is particularly conspicuous against the snow-white skin. Although Wu Qingcang has seen it a few times before, he thinks it is particularly good-looking today.

    He stared at him tightly, a little dazed. After Du Xiuran finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Wu Qingcang. Seeing that Wu Qingcang didn't seem to be listening, he became a little angry. He frowned his beautiful eyebrows, patted the table and said, "Wu Qingcang , what are you looking at?"

    Wu Qingcang looked at Du Xiuran's face silently after hearing the words, and after thinking for a while, he directly reached out and lightly tapped the small mole on Du Xiuran's collarbone, and said for a long time, "It's so beautiful."

    Du Xiuran was stunned for a moment, looked down at it, and then scolded: "What's so beautiful about moles? If you have the ability, you can show me this question."

    Wu Qingcang absently took the pen and paper and started it After a while, it was finished. Du Xiuran took a look at it and nodded involuntarily. This guy is quite capable of doing two things with one mind. How good, he doesn't have to worry so much..." He felt a little joy and a little emotion in his heart, so he unconsciously raised his hand and touched Wu Qingcang's head, but it was hot and hot, and his head was sweaty, Du Xiuran Immediately, he touched his forehead, it didn't seem to be a normal temperature, he approached Wu Qingcang with some doubts and asked, "Why is it so hot?