The girl's hug came suddenly, like a soft cloud crashing into her arms.

Rong Zhou was startled and lowered his head instantly.

At this moment, he was only an inch away from her, so close that he could feel the heat of the skin on her face, with its sweet fragrance, entangled in his breath bit by bit.

Song Ranran's satin-like black hair was wrapped around her snow-white and slender neck, making her skin smooth and flawless.

Rong Zhou's fingers hanging on his trouser legs tightened slightly, but his jade-like black eyes were as gloomy as the dark night.

However, this brief embrace was separated immediately, as if it was just a spur of the moment action.

When Song Ranran asked the question, she didn't expect to get such an answer from Rong Zhou. She was a little surprised, but mostly happy.

She suddenly hugged Rong Zhou out of excitement. She didn't think too much and did it casually. Naturally, she didn't keep it for too long. After hugging her, she let go of her hand.

"Well, I believe in myself too. Then I'll take your word for it. If I really win the prize, I'll treat you to dinner." Song Ranran said with a slight smile on her lips.

Where no one was paying attention, Rong Zhou's hand was about to be raised and lowered, but he was a little stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

Song Ranran's voice sounded in the corridor, and like many times before, he replied softly: "...Okay."

Song Ranran didn't notice anything, she just smiled and waved her hand.

"Yeah, then you go back and get some rest early. Good night."

After saying that, she turned around and left, walked forward for a while, entered her room, and closed the door.

A closed door separated the view.

Song Ranran had already returned to the room, but Rong Zhou was still standing there.

In fact, although the hug between the two just now seemed to be very close, not much of it actually touched the skin.

But even so, Rong Zhou's state was still not as calm as it appeared.

The skin hunger/thirst syndrome that has not responded for a long time is about to start, hoping to break through the cage of the owner's reason and restraint.

Want to touch.

Want to try something closer than a hug...

The string called reason is tense in my mind.

Even so, Rong Zhou's expression did not change much as he stood outside Song Ranran's room.

His black eyes are as calm as the stars, making people feel at ease just by looking at them.

A faint smile appeared in his eyes, like a handful of extremely cold first snow that had become warm.

"Song Ranran, good night."

The clear and cold male voice was very soft, like the sound of wind coming from ancient times.

Then, there was the sound of footsteps leaving in the corridor.

…

[001, quick, points exchange system space, I want to go in and study today! 】

Perhaps because Rong Zhou had just believed that she would win the competition without hesitation, Song Ranran felt as if she had received great support and was a little excited. She couldn't wait to summon the learning system as soon as she returned to the room.

001: "..."

The host is actually so self-conscious tonight...

It really makes the system feel a little flattered.

[Points are automatically deducted and the learning space is open.]

When Song Ranran heard the system prompt, she immediately found a comfortable position and lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and immersed her consciousness in the space.

It was still the familiar small classroom and desks, but with her task assistance, 001 specially helped her find a series of Olympiad-related coaching books and exercises, which were piled on the table.

A pen, a person, a whole night.

Song Ranran was like a sponge, constantly absorbing additional knowledge.

Let’s just say that the male protagonist is really tolerant. Also, why does he still want to have an attack even though there is no large-scale contact with the skin?

Author: There is only one truth, because of love~
Chapter completed!