Chapter 44: Possession

When Qiao Lan returned to the dormitory after washing up, we chatted casually after the lights had gone out, and somehow we came to Tan Mo. "

How to get ripe

"Just take the initiative to say hello to him and talk to him a lot, and you get to know him slowly, I guess."

"Did you speak to Tan Mo first?"

"Yeah," Qiao Lan said as she gathered her things and climbed into bed, "Tan Mo is actually very nice, it's just that he's not easy to get to know at first, you'll see how nice he is once you get to know him."

Bai Yu shook his head as he thought of the cold look in Tan Mo's eyes when he approached Qiao Lan, "No, I'm afraid."

Qiao Lan laughed for a long time, "What are you afraid of."

"I had even initiated a greeting with him before, but after two or three times I didn't get a response", Xiang Xiaohan said.

"It takes quite a while for him to accept someone, I just started greeting him for almost a month."

Bai Yu sincerely sends Qiao Lan three words, "You're great."

Xiang Xiaohan was quiet for a long time before he suddenly said, "I heard that Tan Mo's family seems to be in a particularly good position."

Qiao Lan frowned, "Not sure."

"I heard that the car that picks up Tan Mo every day is very expensive", Xiang Xiaohan continued, leaning up and asking Qiao Lan, "Qiao Lan, aren't you afraid that Tan Mo will get close to other people and treat them well? "

Qiao Lan frowned, how strange Xiang Xiaohan's words sounded, but Bai Yu was quick to dislike him, " Xiang Xiaohan, what's wrong with you, LanLan and Tan Mo are friends and not dating."

Xiang Xiaohan grunted coldly, ignored Bai Yu and went to play with his mobile phone under the covers.

Although it was a dormitory, everyone had a better relationship with one another over time, and a small group slowly developed.

Qiao Lan was initially quite impressed with Xiang Xiaohan, after all, it was rare for someone to initiate a conversation with Tan Mo, but after almost a month, Qiao Lan didn't like Xiang Xiaohan very much.

She wants Tan Mo to make more friends and get to know other people, like Bai Yu Pei Ning, who are great friends, but Xiang Xiaohan, forget it.

The teacher who was checking the dormitories outside passed by, and after a few more casual conversations, Bai Yu asked Qiao Lan if she was going to give out the leader's clothes tomorrow.

"Yes," Qiao Lan said, "and I don't know what kind of clothes they are."

"Short skirts," Bai Yu said excitedly, "for cheerleading, last year I remember they were pink, I don't know what colour they are this year, I'll see them tomorrow, no rush."

Qiao Lan laughed, "Why do I think you're in a bigger hurry than I am."

The next day Qiao Lan received her clothes and when she returned to her dormitory in the evening, her housemates ran to see them with curiosity.

Once you open it, it is really a short dress, a short skirt a short loose sleeveless shirt, red glossy, showing legs and waist, the material of the clothes is very hard like plastic paper not like cloth, also sent a belt, silver.

No wonder the school was so generous with the clothes. With the material, it probably wouldn't even cost twenty dollars to wear once and not be able to wear it a second time.

But such an exaggerated shiny dress is not something you can usually wear out.

Bai Yu coaxed Qiao Lan to change, and Qiao Lan finished packing and changed, even in her slippers.

The housemates couldn't help but exclaim, "Look at their legs... that's what they call legs."

"I heard that someone is going to do your make-up that day", Bai Yu said, more excited than Qiao Lan, "LanLan, I'll take your picture then".

Qiao Lan gave an ok gesture to Bai Yu, "Miao's the problem."

The next day after we went to class, a boy in the class asked Qiao Lan, "I heard that the leader's clothes are really hot this time, Qiao Lan, isn't that right?"

Qiao Lan "It's okay."

"Qiao Lan , the class teacher wants you to see him in the office."

"Got it", Qiao Lan stood up and turned to leave the classroom. There was still talk in the class about the leader's skirt this time, which I was told was short.

Hao Ying laughed and kicked the boy, "Which sports day leader's uniform is not a short skirt."

"And yes," everyone laughed.

Xiang Xiaohan thought about how Qiao Lan looked in a short skirt yesterday and suddenly poked Tan Mo.

Tan Mo stiffened suddenly and turned back over with a hard look on his face, "Don't touch me."

Xiang Xiaohan retracted his hand sardonically, " Tan Mo, will you not come to the Games?"

Tan Mo held back from throwing Xiang Xiaohan, who was actively touching him, but Xiang Xiaohan continued, "Qiao Lan changed into the team leader's outfit in the dormitory yesterday, it looks really good, I heard that all team leaders have to wear make-up on the sports day, you really don't want to come and see it"

Tan Mo stared coldly at Xiang Xiaohan, and before he could utter the word "fuck off", Qiao Lan returned.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo, who was blushing, and at Xiang Xiaohan, who was innocent, and finally chose to turn back and ask Tan Mo what was wrong.

Tan Mo remembered that Xiang Xiaohan was Qiao Lan's roommate, but finally said nothing, shook her head and asked Qiao Lan's class teacher what she was looking for.

"It's still about the sports day, I'm supposed to go to the dance studio the morning after tomorrow and ask Ms. Chan from the dance team to put on make-up, just to walk in a square and still be so fussy", Qiao Lan and Tan Mo explained, suddenly sighing as if thinking of something, "That dress, despite its poor quality, looks really good on me. Bai Yu said she'd take pictures for me and if I have any good ones, I'll send them to you."

Tan Mo looked into the girl's pretty eyes for a long time and then said, "Good."

The weather is still a bit hot for October and the school has checked the weather forecast to make sure it won't rain for the three days of the sports day.

Qiao Lan got up even earlier and sat in the dance studio with a number of other girls waiting for the dance teacher to do her make-up.

The hair was loose and one side was tucked behind the ear with a hairpin. The teachers had gotten hairpins from somewhere, either silver or feathery, and they were pinned to the hair in an exaggerated manner.

All the girls here are chosen by each class to be the face of the class, and all of them are pretty girls, but when it came time to do Qiao Lan's make-up, the teacher looked at her face for a moment and exclaimed that she was very good-looking before starting to do her make-up.

With 60 students, Class 18 looked more imposing than the other classes, and with two handsome boys, Chen Yaoyang and Hao Ying, Class 18 was even more eye-catching, and when all the leaders came out with their clothes and make-up changed, the boys of Class 18 were even more enthusiastic than the other classes.

The girls in Qiao Lan's dormitory, especially Bai Yu, were screaming like crazy when Qiao Lan came back, "LanLan, you are the prettiest girl today."

Qiao Lan almost stumbles.

Even if they are beautiful, there are big beauties and little beauties.

Qiao Lan's incomparably superior figure is simply brought to the fore with this kind of dress. The dress that was not too short for others looks a cut shorter than others because of the long legs, which is even more eye-catching.

Qiao Lan's looks are very aggressive, and she is of the flamboyant type. After applying makeup, she magnifies the advantages of her face, with her long hair splashed with ink, phoenix eyes and red lips, she is really beautiful.

No wonder the eighteenth class shouted so vigorously, standing there, the other classes also looked at her in unison, and the students of this class had a glow on their faces with pride.

Chen Yaoyang took his mobile phone out of his pocket, a WeChat from Li Fan.

Li Fan got a picture of Qiao Lan from somewhere and said, "I'm so fucking jealous that you're in the same class as Qiao Lan."

Chen Yaoyang crossed over the top of a pile of heads, looked at Qiao Lan for a moment and returned a word.

"Get out."

Retracting his gaze, he turned his head to look at Hao Ying, who was standing there with his eyes only looking in the direction of Qiao Lan.

Each year took turns to walk in the square, and when they had finished they went to a set place to watch the other classes walk, one by one in the senior and sophomore classes. The students were not interested in walking in formation, almost all of them were interested in the girls leading each class, which one was good looking and which one had long legs.

The roar of the students reached its peak that day as the senior class of 28 walked across the podium.

Qiao Lu, who was hidden in the crowd, was so sour that she didn't want to say a word, while Qiao Yuan, who was in the junior high school watching from the stands, was bragging with her classmates.

"Crap which schoolgirl is that?"

"This leg I love love love, who knows who knows which class it's from"

Qiao Yuan was shocked to learn that after six months of absence, Qiao Lan was a different person, and her first thought was that she had a place to blow off steam again.

"That, it's my sister, my own sister."

"Some people didn't believe me and looked at the round Qiao Yuan from top to bottom, and then looked at the thin, tall and beautiful girl, who didn't look like she was born from a mother.

Qiao Yuan was anxious, "Don't believe me, I'll bring her over this afternoon to show you."

"OK."

Who cares, everyone is excited to see a beautiful woman, "what if I can't bring it then"

"Just kidding, my own sister can't bring it," Qiao Yuan snickered, "If you can't, I'll invite you out for a meal."

Qiao Yuan, with her belly outstretched, feels like she's 5'8" at the moment.

The school playground was so cheerful that no one saw the black car on the small car park next to the playground, the car windows down, Tan Mo quietly watching everything on the playground.

He didn't hold back again after all.

Take Xiang Xiaohan's comment that Qiao Lan looks particularly good in this outfit.

It was really nice to see and Tan Mo felt like she heard her heart beating as she walked past this side of the playground.

He had been looking at Qiao Lan for so long, and had seen countless other Qiao Lan's that no one else had seen before, but today's Qiao Lan stole all his attention.

He reached up and put his hand over the spot where his heart was, and it was beating fast, faster than usual.

Tan Mo felt as if some thought, some emotion, was spilling out of his heart uncontrollably, strong, hot and hard to suppress, and he didn't want anyone else, anyone here, to see such a stunning sight of her.

A stubborn and indefinable possessiveness.

Just to be seen by himself alone, no one else, just him.

The phone lit up and it was Qiao Lan who had said she would send him a photo after she had taken it.

Tan Mo looked at her phone and clicked on the picture for who knows how long, long enough for Qiao Lan to tweet again and she said it was still a shame because he hadn't seen it.

Tan Mo sat in the car in silence for a long time before dialing Qiao Lan's phone.

The call was answered and Tan Mo heard the girl's bright voice slowly speak, "I'm here," and through the railings surrounding the sports field, Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan, who was looking for someone else.

"Look to your right, I'm outside the playground."