My roommate is finally back to normal

Tong Mo immediately realized that he was kissed on the forehead.

It's not that Gao Boxin wanted to lower his head to talk to him, but bumped into him by mistake.

Gao Boxin also boldly admitted: "Kiss you, I'll give you a little reward."

"Reward?" Tong Mo's turbulent mood immediately stopped, and he felt a little funny.

"Well, you are so kind to me, I should give you something in return." Gao Boxin continued to speak boldly.

"Is the reward a kiss on the forehead?" Tong Mo couldn't help muttering.

"The forehead is not enough? Do you want me to kiss other places?" Going up the classroom stairs, Gao Boxin still wanted to discuss the topic just now, "It's not impossible."

Tong Mo couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up."

After finishing a class, Gao Boxin covered his face with a book and leaned towards Tong Mo's desk.

He poked Tong Mo's arm lightly first, and after Tong Mo looked at him, he lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you angry?"

Tong Mo naturally knew what Gao Boxin was referring to.

When Gao Boxin lowered his head and leaned towards him, even though he didn't understand what Gao Boxin was going to do, his heart beat faster for a moment.

But after being kissed like this, he was indeed not angry.

He wanted to stay alone in the study after school so that he could calm down and think about what Gao Boxin's actions meant, and what his rapid heartbeat meant.

Gao Boxin didn't want him to wait until after school to calm down at all, so he found various reasons to get close to him and whisper in his ear between classes.

Thanks to Gao Boxin, Tong Mo's heartbeat never slowed down.

When Gao Boxin approached him mysteriously, Tong Mo immediately turned his head and put his head on his arm, pretending to sleep.

When it was time to leave school, Gao Boxin pushed his bicycle and accompanied Tong Mo out of the campus.

As long as Gao Boxin's topic is normal, Tong Mo is still willing to chat with him.

They walked to the school gate in a short while.

Gao Boxin watched Tong Mo get into Tong's father's car. Originally, he should turn around and leave, but he stood there today as if he didn't intend to leave. He didn't move a single step until Tong's father's car started to start.

Tong Mo kept turning his head to look at the roadside not far from the car window, and Tong's father was also influenced by him, keeping his eyes fixed on a tall and tall figure in the rearview mirror.

"Momo, why is your classmate still standing there?" Father Tong asked.

"I have no idea……"

Tong Mo's eyes didn't move, and when Dad Tong drove the car forward for a while, he turned his head to look at the roadside behind the car.

Tong Mo realized that he couldn't see Gao Boxin anymore, so he quickly took out his phone and sent a message to Gao Boxin: -Why don't you go home?

It took a while for Gao Boxin to reply to the message.

- did you notice

What is the problem.

Tong Mo typed suspiciously:

- of course , you are so abnormal

- where's the anomaly?

-Isn't it abnormal to stand outside the school gate and be the door god in cold weather?

- i was thinking about something

-whats the matter?

-you

Again.

He was almost immune to hearing Gao Boxin say similar things before. I don't know why, but today's resistance is very low, and his heart beats very fast after hearing it.

Tong Mo couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his chest.

Could there really be something wrong with his heart?

Tong's father noticed his movements sharply, and immediately asked: "What's wrong with Momo, what's wrong?"

"No, I'm fine." Tong Mo quickly put down his hands.

After returning home, Tong Mo took out his mobile phone, only to find that Gao Boxin had sent another message after saying "you".

-Thinking about today, thinking about your reaction, and, I made a decision.

- what decision?

Tong Mo asked a question, but Gao Boxin didn't answer.

This question haunted him all night, and Tong Mo brought it into his dream.

In the dream, Gao Boxin was very close to him and told him the answer to this question.

But his heart was beating too violently, Gao Boxin repeated it several times, but he couldn't hear a word clearly.

The next day, Gao Boxin told him what kind of decision he had made with practical actions.

Tong Mo ate breakfast in Tong's father's car, but when he went to the classroom and sat in his seat, he found a breakfast on top of his desk.

It is a steamed dumpling, packed in a round box, and you can still see a trace of heat after opening it.

The skin of the steamed dumplings is very thin, and you can see the vegetarian filling composed of diced carrots and corn kernels.

It was precisely because he saw the carrot that Tong Mo immediately guessed who gave him this breakfast.

Ding Zhenyu had already turned his head and stared at him for a long time. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he kindly offered an assist: "Brother Xin made you breakfast, right? Tong Mo."

Tong Mo looked at him in surprise.

He guessed that Gao Boxin bought breakfast for him, but he didn't expect that Gao Boxin made the steamed dumplings himself.

"Brother Xin came early today, and then went to the cafeteria. I secretly followed him to see him. He borrowed a steamer from the cafeteria. When he came out, he had an extra serving of dumplings in his hand." Ding Zhenyu said.

Tong Mo looked at Ding Zhenyu speechlessly.

How can someone take stalking and peeping for granted?

At this time, Gao Boxin appeared at the door of the classroom.

Tong Mo felt guilty for a moment, and covered up the steamed dumplings.

"When did you come to the classroom? I went to pick you up at the school gate, but I didn't see you." Gao Boxin came over and sat down.

"It's been a while." Tong Mo whispered.

He couldn't even look at Gao Boxin right now.

But they are at the same table, so close, there is an unavoidable intimacy everywhere.

"Have you tried it?" Gao Boxin pointed to the steamed dumplings on the desk.

"I had breakfast in my dad's car." Tong Mo tactfully wanted to refuse.

"So what? Can those breakfasts taste as good as mine?" Gao Boxin raised his eyebrows.

Tong Mo suspected that Gao Boxin was deliberately teasing him again.

"If you can't eat, eat two to taste." Gao Boxin took out a pair of disposable chopsticks, split them into two, and handed them to Tong Mo, "Give me the rest, I haven't had breakfast yet."

Just as Tong Mo was about to reach out to take it, Gao Boxin suddenly took the chopsticks back.

He picked up a dumpling, turned the chopsticks around, and brought it to Tong Mo's mouth.

"Open your mouth, ah." Gao Boxin said.

Tong Mo was completely speechless, snatched the chopsticks and dumplings together, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Gao Boxin looked quite satisfied, and pushed the dumplings towards Tong Mo: "Eat slowly, eat a few more."

Ding Zhenyu, who was sitting in the seat in front of Gao Boxin, had been eavesdropping with his ears up all the time, but now he couldn't help it, he swayed on the chair, afraid that he would be too indulgent, and slapped his thigh violently.

Fang Zhicheng, his deskmate, glanced at him inexplicably: "What's the excitement in the early morning?"

Tong Mo thought that the matter of breakfast was over.

It wasn't until noon that he realized that this was just the beginning.

According to the usual practice, he will go to a small restaurant for lunch at noon.

The few times I went to the cafeteria with Gao Boxin to eat in the past are in the past. The day Tong’s father came to Mingya, he stopped by the small restaurant. After seeing Tong Mo’s ordering record, he was very dissatisfied. I can only agree that I will only eat in small restaurants in the future.

But today, when Tong Mo walked to the small restaurant, he found that Gao Boxin was there.

"Are you here to eat too?" Tong Mo walked over and asked with a hint of surprise.

But when he got closer, he could tell that Gao Boxin didn't come to eat at all.

He's here to cook.

Gao Boxin said something to the boss, but before he could say hello to Tong Mo, he went into the kitchen.

The restaurant owner greeted Tong Mo with a smile.

"I've heard what your classmate said, you can sit here and wait for a while." The boss said.

"Did you hear what my classmate said?" Tong Mo looked blank.

The boss didn't answer, but just looked Tong Mo up and down a few times, and said, "What a lucky boy, he is loved by his parents at home, and loved by his classmates at school."

pamper? ?

What's the meaning……

Tong Mo suddenly felt something was wrong.

Did Gao Boxin say something misunderstood again?

Tong Mo was about to get up and go to the kitchen to see what Gao Boxin was busy with, when the boss patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to sit down.

The boss poured him a cup of tea and put a menu in front of him.

Tong Mo is no stranger to this menu. It is an "exclusive menu" that Tong's father discussed with his boss when school started in order to maintain his nutritional balance during school.

In the past two months, he went to the cafeteria from time to time, and Dr. Luan found out that he was malnourished. His father came to the school a few days ago to strengthen the menu.

Tong Mo propped his chin and looked at the menu in front of him, a little reluctant to open it.

"This is today's recipe. I have already prepared all the ingredients, and the chef is ready to do it." The boss lowered his voice, as if to say a secret, "The boy suddenly ran over and asked if he could let him cook at noon. I'll cook you a meal here."

Tong Mo put his arm down from the table in surprise, he naturally understood, "this kid" is Gao Boxin.

"I said no at the time. The student Tong Mo is a VVVIP customer of our restaurant. The measurement of each meal is strictly controlled, and the ingredients are not allowed to be touched by others." The boss said seriously.

Tong Mo looked at him speechlessly.

"But this kid promised me that he has a very good relationship with you, and he wants to give you a surprise, and he is very good at cooking, not necessarily worse than the chefs in my shop." The boss raised Erlang's legs and said relaxedly, "When he said this, I couldn't bear it anymore. The chef I hired was not only one in a hundred, but also carefully selected. And whoever has eaten my restaurant's food, who would not say that our chef is good?"

"So I agreed to him. I asked him and our chef to make a dish each. I will let you evaluate and evaluate at noon today. Whose dish tastes better." After the boss finished speaking, he glanced at him and brought it up. The hint of that cup of tea is very obvious.

Tong Mo completely understood, and at the same time thought it was a bit funny.

He felt that the boss might be overdoing it.

He has eaten the dishes made by Gao Boxin many times, and he has also eaten in small restaurants many times, so he has already made judgments in his heart.

Moreover, even if Gao Boxin's culinary skills are a bit inferior, the emotional score he gave will definitely not be low.

Thinking of the relationship points, Tong Mo changed his mind, and the topic he talked to the boss also changed.

It seemed that by changing the subject like this, he could hide his blushing.

At this time, Gao Boxin came out with a plate of fried yellow beef, and looked at Tong Mo in surprise: "Is the air conditioner turned on? Why are you blushing?"

Tong Mo: "..."

Tong Mo sat at the dining table and sipped the two dishes prepared by the chef and Gao Boxin.

Gao Boxin didn't care about the result of his competition. He sat at the table and drank tea unhurriedly, and said to Tong Mo, "If you think it's spicy, just pick out the pepper. I'm not sure about the ingredients here. The next time I do my own grocery shopping, I’ll be fine.”

"Next time?" Tong Mo was taken aback, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth.

"Originally, I also wanted to buy vegetables and cook for you, but the boss here didn't agree and asked me to compete," Gao Baixin said lazily, "Isn't this superfluous?"

Tong Mo: ...

"Why did you cook for me?" Tong Mo finally asked, "And why did you bring me breakfast in the morning?"

"Can't you see?" Gao Boxin was obviously more surprised than him.

"See what?"

"I'm chasing you."

The author has something to say: low oil.

In fact, I really want to add more, but my increasingly thinner and thinner manuscripts stop me...

感谢在2021-01-2521:00:00~2021-01-2619:58:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: ~Banban~1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of redness reduction; 1 bottle of genuine Liuqing; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!