My deskmate wants to fall in love with me

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shines into the room, and the two hugging each other on the bed are still asleep.

The alarm on the mobile phone next to the bedside table rang, and Zuo Jin sat up from the bed in a jerk, with a shocking expression on his face. At the same time, he felt a sore back and a tearing pain in the root of his thigh.

With such a big movement, Zhu Kao couldn't wake up, he sat up with his palms on the bed, Zuo Jin's fair back in his eyes, and his neck when he looked up, all covered with ambiguous marks.

Zhu Jiao silently admired the art he made for a while, then wrapped his arms around Zuo Jin's waist from behind, resting his chin on his shoulders, and said in a lazily sleepy tone, "What's wrong?"

Zuo Jin's entire face was blank, "Sooner or later, I'll either be scared to death by your alarm clock ringing or mine."

Zhu Jiao laughed, rubbed his chin on Zuo Jin's shoulder, and said, "Mine."

"I don't have morning class this morning, how about you? Have you?" Zuo Jin yawned and asked.

"Aren't you awake?" Zhu Jiao rubbed Zuo Jin's hair, "I told you last night that I only have one class in the afternoon."

Zuo Jin recalled last night with his still bewildered mind: "When did you say that?"

Zhu Fu said lightly: "When I do it for you."

Zuo Jin: "......"

Zuo Jin: "Shut up, you."

Since neither of them had morning classes, they all consciously lay down again and went back to sleep.

Just when Zuo Jin was about to fall asleep, a hand suddenly touched her thigh.

"Fuck..." Zuo Jin immediately opened her eyes, and slapped the "evil" hand, "Can you sleep well?"

"Hey, does it hurt?"

"It hurts, my waist is still sore, rub it for me." Zuo Jin ordered her boyfriend to be very smooth.

Last night, the two of them quarreled until more than three in the morning, and now it is only 07:30, and they have only slept for more than four hours. Zuo Jin is currently suffering from severe sleep deprivation.

I wish him well, his work always makes him turn upside down day and night, and lack of sleep time is still a child's disease for him.

Zhu Pao reached out to Zuo Jin's lower back, gently rubbing her boyfriend's waist.

"Sleep again, wake up and make you breakfast."

Zhu Pai's voice was next to Zuo Jin's ear, very close, so close that Zuo Jin could hear his breathing.

"Okay." Zuo Jin murmured, and fell asleep again.

Zhu Kao didn't feel sleepy at all. After rubbing Zuo Jin's lower back for a while, he got up and put on his clothes to wash up. After washing, he walked around to the bed and tucked the quilt for Zuo Jin. He kissed Zuo Jin's forehead before walking out. Room.

The moment the door was closed, Zuo Jin opened her eyes, was stunned for a while, touched her forehead, the spot that Zhu Jiao had kissed just now, and muttered, "I can move my hands, feet and mouth."

Zuo Jin closed his eyes again, and this time he really fell asleep for a few hours. When he woke up, he glanced at the phone screen, it was nine thirty-thirteen.

....... what hours, not two hours.

Brother Jin got angry when he got up, sat on the bed and hugged the quilt, without saying a word.

In the end, it was Zhu Jiao who went to find people, so he coaxed and tricked this ancestor, tricked him into putting on clothes, tricked him into washing up, and tricked him out of the room.

Just as Zuo Jin walked out of the room, she suddenly turned back.

Seeing him, Zhu Jiao walked back to the room and asked, "...What are you doing?"

"I'm going to take a shower." Zuo Jin walked to the closet, thought of something, and turned to ask Zhu Jiao, "Did you not clean it up for me afterwards? I still feel a little sticky."

"I won't take this responsibility." Zhu Fu leaned against the door, folded his hands and watched Zuo Jin looking for clothes.

Zuo Jin came out of the shower, just in time for Zhu Jiao to bring breakfast to the table, with porcelain bowls on both sides, filled with porridge.

The porridge is white porridge, and the buns are quick-frozen buns.

Zuo Jin sat on the chair, picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge, then sighed.

Zhu Paimu looked at the man's series of actions with a straight face, and asked, "Do you have any opinions?"

At any rate, Zuo Jin didn't dare to have any opinions because he was a man with a soft mouth and a short hand.

"Don't dare." Zuo Jin said with a smile after taking a sip of porridge.

After everyone finished their breakfast, Zuo Jin came out after washing the dishes, and proposed to Zhu Jiao: "We're all in college, for example, let's learn how to cook? This way we don't need to order takeout or go out to eat."

"Okay." Zhu Jiao had no comment.

Zuo Jin ordered the food to be delivered to the door, and all the ingredients needed were ready.

A tomato scrambled eggs, a boiled green vegetables.

It is wonderful to imagine.

After Zuo Jin fried the third egg, Zhu Jiao couldn't stand it any longer, and took the spatula to take over.

Although the eggs were still burnt in the end, Zhu Pao was a little better than Zuo Jin, at least the eggs Zhu Pao fried were not black.

"There must be something wrong somewhere." Zuo Jin was looking for the problem.

"Then think about it carefully, I'll dump this pile of unknown objects first," Zhu Jiao said.

"Okay." Brother Jin began to find out the problem and tried to solve it.

Later, Zhu Jiao's cooking skills got better and better, and the dishes he cooked were delicious, delicious, and Zuo Jin... also made great progress, at least he didn't turn the eggs into black eggs.