Omega dressed as a supernatural physique

That night, Lu Jingwei rummaged through the suitcase he brought from home.

The other people in the dormitory couldn't understand him when they saw him. At this time, Kou Cheng acted as the commentator and carefully recounted the gossip he heard outside.

Speaking of it, he didn't expect it. He thought he was the one who couldn't move when he saw a handsome guy, but it turned out that Lu Jingwei was the most aggressive. He just didn't pay attention, and the other party ran to others. If it wasn't for his ex-boyfriend That level of relationship, maybe they were so awkward at that time.

"I said, what are you going to do?" Kou Cheng saw Lu Jingwei rummaging through boxes and boxes, and his face was full of doubts. Ever since the other party met whoever he was today, he felt as if he had a convulsion.

"Come on class, I'm thinking about what clothes to wear tomorrow." Lu Jingwei said, his hands kept rummaging in the box.

Although what he used to pursue was clean and tidy, but now it seems that he can no longer do that. After all, Yan Mo has to regain his liking for him, and he must not be too ugly.

"You look like this, you can wear whatever you want. In my opinion, you might as well cook him something delicious. I heard that being able to cook seems to be a plus." Kou Cheng washed an apple and gave advice to Lu Jingwei while eating.

When Lu Jingwei heard the other party's words, he somehow felt that there was some truth to it. After all, it seemed that no one could resist the temptation of delicious food. He nodded repeatedly and began to plan recipes with his mobile phone.

After morning class the next day, Lu Jingwei rushed to the supermarket. He had checked in advance and knew that Yan Mo had classes in the third and fourth quarters today, just in time for lunch.

There is a cooking pot in their dormitory, which was originally used for supper when a few people had dinner together, but now it has been legally requisitioned by him.

After Lu Jingwei bought the vegetables, he hurried to the dormitory. He was not very confident in his cooking skills, so he only planned to cook two home-cooked dishes.

However, when he did it himself, the reality still gave him a hard blow. When he threw the cauliflower into the pot, because he was too hasty, the water in the basket was not drained, causing the oil to splash out and hit the back of his hand.

Lu Jingwei immediately threw away the spatula, and when he realized it, something even more terrifying happened, that is, he fried it according to the recipe, but his dishes were sticky and mushy, and the so-called dried cauliflower became Black pot cauliflower.

Not only that, he also tried to eat the tiger-skin green pepper he made himself, only to find that it tasted bitter.

He drank several sips of water in a row to recover, but if he gave these dishes to Yan Mo to eat, it is estimated that the two of them would never get back together for the rest of their lives.

Lu Jingwei turned off the power, stared at the wreckage of the dishes and thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone and started calling.

Time passed by every minute, and 2 minutes before the third class was about to start, he finally stepped on the door of the classroom.

To be honest, Lu Jingwei shocked the crowd as soon as he entered the door. This is obviously an open class, and he realized later what mining major Yan Mo chose. It seems that Omega is not recruited.

Lu Jingwei was very embarrassed, but he was still wearing a light green shirt today. This was the shirt that they had unanimously selected for him. They said it was very beautiful and white, but the current situation made him feel like a The girl who went to the wrong men's bathhouse was extremely awkward.

Simply, he soon saw Luo Junhao who was waving at him, and Lu Jingwei took three steps in parallel, and ran to the other party's position in a short time.

Feeling Yan Mo's sharp eyes, Luo Junhao immediately got up and pulled Lu Jingwei over to take his seat, scratched his head and said, "Well, I'm going to sit with someone else."

After speaking, he didn't care about the reactions of the remaining two people, and hurriedly turned around and ran to other tables.

Lu Jingwei took advantage of the situation and sat down on the other party's seat, and took out a book of International Business English as if acting a complete set.

After finishing all this, he took a peek at the people beside him, and found that Yan Mo did not turn around and leave like last time.

Of course, it could also be because of the ringing of the bell, and with this stepped classroom, he blocked the only way the other party could get out.

Lu Jingwei ignored these questions, turned to Yan Mo and asked softly: "How about having lunch together at noon? I made special dishes for you."

After he finished speaking without blushing, he put his hands on his face and stared at the other party with a smile in his eyes.

As far as he is now, he is undoubtedly an image of a idiot who is in love and can only see Yan Mo.

However, Yan Mo seemed to be invisible, raised his hand to open the cap of the pen, and looked straight at the blackboard, as if he was completely unaffected by Lu Jingwei.

Lu Jingwei was confused by Yan Mo's attitude, and his heart was in a state of panic.

He couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking, whether to agree or reject, but no matter what, he agreed to answer in the affirmative by default.

Lu Jingwei was embarrassed and stared at Yan Mo all the time. After all, he was in class, and he didn't want to wait for the teacher to call him by name, otherwise he would be embarrassing.

So he also imitated Yan Mo's appearance, sitting upright and staring at the front of the podium. Although he couldn't understand, it didn't prevent him from acting as a good student.

And he didn't stare at the front for a long time, and he couldn't help but sneak a glance at the other party, and asked in a low voice: "Do you think this is very similar to when we sat at the same table?"

"I don't think so." This time Yan Mo quickly opened his mouth, and before Lu Jingwei fell into the sweet memory, the other party poured cold water on him.

Lu Jingwei was caught off guard by Yan Mo's words, and the smooth mode of his brain got stuck for a while.

However, he didn't intend to give up just like that, and after a few seconds, he added again persistently: "Then let me help you recall."

As soon as Lu Jingwei finished speaking, his right hand was stuffed into Yan Mo's palm.

Yan Mo reacted, and was about to push him away, when Lu Jingwei's fingers quickly passed through the gap between his five fingers, and he was half-forced to clasp tightly with him.

Lu Jingwei couldn't help showing a smile on his face after he succeeded, but because he was in class, he didn't dare to show it too obviously, so he quickly covered the lower half of his face with his left hand and restrained the corners of his lips from rising.

Yan Mo's hand was originally placed on the table, but now the other party holds it like this. In public, anyone sitting behind can see this scene if they want to.

He couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable, raised his hand to break free, and said in a low voice, "Release."

Lu Jingwei ignored the appeal made by the other party, and only clasped Yan Mo's left hand even more forcefully, staring at the side of the other party's face, and asked tentatively: "Did you remember?"

He still remembered that when they were in class, they would occasionally hold each other's hands under the desk, but every time the teacher stepped down from the podium, he would retreat a little, always trying to pull his hand back in a hurry.

But at that time Yan Mo seemed as if nothing happened, the more anxious he was, the more he refused to let go of the other party, instead he stared at him teasingly, but the palm clasped him even tighter.

So sweat followed the heartbeat, mixed in the silence of the crowd, making it impossible for people to forget.

"No." Yan Mo stared at the lecturer who was still talking in front of him, but stopped pushing with his left hand.

When Lu Jingwei heard that the other party said that he couldn't remember the past, he couldn't help being a little angry. He pressed his fingers tightly to the other party's palm, and replied unreasonably: "Then I won't let go."

[The author has something to say]: Every time I amend a wrong place, the review will not pass for several days, and as long as I have an ambiguous description, it will lock my chapter every minute like a race against time, good guy, I Straight up guys!

Speaking of which, I wrote a wrong name in the previous chapter and affected everyone's perception. I am very sorry.