My roommate is finally back to normal

The bright red quilt cover and pillowcase, although the color is a bit tacky, but the meaning is very clear.

Gao Boxin felt that someone as smart as Tong Mo must have guessed his intentions.

Gao Boxin coughed lowly: "If you want to come and live with me, I will definitely have to buy a new one."

Tong Mo nodded with a half understanding.

Reminiscent of the etiquette mentioned by his mother, he felt that Gao Boxin might have noticed this too.

Although the bright red color does not match Gao Boxin's usual aesthetics, Tong Mo is willing to respect Gao Boxin.

In fact, Tong Mo didn't think about what it would be like to share the same bed in practice.

He simply felt that he wanted to meet Gao Boxin during the winter vacation, but his house was not convenient, so he had to come to Gao Boxin's house.

Staying overnight can only prolong the time for two people to meet, that's all.

Tong Mo came to Gao Boxin's house before for tutoring or special sports training. Today, there was no theme, and he completed the procedure of "meeting Gao Boxin". Suddenly, he didn't know what he could do in the remaining time what to do.

Fortunately, Gao Boxin, as the host, seems to have been prepared.

"I'll make something to eat first, you wait for me here for a while." Gao Boxin pointed to the kitchen.

Tong Mo nodded, walked to the table and sat down.

"If you're bored, you can watch TV for a while. I've renewed my Internet TV subscription. There's a movie channel that's not bad." Gao Boxin put the TV remote control on the table.

"Okay." Tong Mo obediently picked up the TV remote control.

"You're so good." Gao Boxin couldn't hold back, and bent down to kiss Tong Mo's cheek.

Tong Mo covered the position where he was kissed, and Gao Boxin had already slipped into the kitchen.

But within a few minutes, Gao Boxin, who was wearing an apron, ran out again.

"Did you forget something—"

As soon as Tong Mo finished speaking, he was enveloped by a shadow.

Gao Boxin supported the edge of the table with his hands, and just lowered his head to kiss his lips.

"I can't hold back." Gao Boxin said when he straightened up.

Tong Mo turned his head, but the red on his face could no longer be covered.

Gao Boxin clicked his tongue, but finally held back, turned his head and re-entered the kitchen.

"I'll cook two dishes first, the pot is probably already red hot."

Tong Mo had no idea about Guo Shaohong, but he felt that Gao Boxin probably wanted to express that they had kissed for a long time.

He rested his chin on his hand, and kept his face turned towards the window.

As for what was happening on TV, he didn't hear a word clearly.

Gao Boxin cooked three dishes, and when they served them to the table, Tong Mo's face was still red.

He stared at it with great interest, and it didn't prevent him from maintaining this "staring" movement after sitting down.

"After kissing so many times, it's still so easy to blush." ​​When Tong Mo glared over unbearably, Gao Baixin withdrew his eyes and pretended to say something to himself.

"You turned the temperature of the air conditioner too high." Tong Mo skillfully found an excuse.

"I did turn it up on purpose before you came," Gao Boxin raised his eyebrows, "However, the air conditioner here is not very effective, especially with the doors here open, I don't feel anything when it blows."

Tong Mo lowered his head silently and began to pick up the rice.

"You don't need to pretend in front of me, I like whatever you look like." Gao Baixin added flatteringly.

"I'm just—" Tong Mo felt that he needed to clarify.

As soon as he made a sound, Gao Boxin immediately looked at him expectantly with an expression of all ears.

Tong Mo immediately forgot the [-] lines of defense he had thought up, leaving only the least imposing line in his mind: "It's just because I haven't... for too long, I'm not used to it."

"Hasn't kissed for a long time?" Gao Boxin nodded, "I also think we should use today's opportunity to kiss for a while longer."

Gao Boxin acted as if Tong Mo didn't have to think about other business when he came to his house, the key point was how to make up for the kiss they owed for a week.

Tong Mo was a little worried about the remaining time.

But after eating, Gao Boxin took out a chess set, placed it on the small tea table in the living room, and beckoned to Tong Mo: "Let's play this game, and there will be rewards and punishments according to the outcome, how about it?"

Tong Mo immediately became interested. He sat down opposite Gao Boxin and asked curiously, "Can you play chess?"

"A little bit, I sometimes play with my uncle, but that's what happened in junior high school." Gao Boxin said.

"I know a little too." Tong Mo said the same after hearing what he said.

But Tong Mo's "only a little bit" can only be heard.

Gao Boxin was skillfully used by him to arrange troops and kill a few chess pieces in a row, and he knew it right away.

The outcome of the first game will soon be decided.

Gao Boxin raised his eyebrows, rearranged the chess pieces, and started all over again.

Again, the same result.

After being killed for several rounds in a row, Gao Boxin calmed down and drank slowly from his teacup.

His eyes were not on the chess game on the table, but kept looking at the person opposite.

Tong Mo held the chess pieces in one hand, his eyebrows and eyes were still gentle, his playing fingers were not too fast, his posture was correct, and he looked very good-looking.

But every move is a killer move.

When playing chess, Tong Mo never releases water, even if Gao Boxin is a "little white" visible to the naked eye.

After winning a game or playing a game that satisfies him, Tong Mo's brows and eyes will be frowned, and there will be a smile in his eyes.

Gao Boxin really liked seeing Tong Mo happy. Although he didn't win a game all night, he was happier than winning.

Tong Mo's cell phone on the table would ring from time to time, because Tong's father or mother was worried about his coming to Gao Boxin's house, and they would care about him from time to time.

When Tong Mo glanced at his phone, he would give Gao Boxin an apologetic look.

Gao Boxin waved his hand generously: "You tell them, it's okay."

The chess game continued intermittently like this, and Tong Mo finally had enough of his chess addiction.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, only to realize that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

If he was at home, he would be urged to sleep by his parents.

"We've been down for so long?" Tong Mo was a little surprised.

He stood up and moved his arm, and found that his arm was a little numb.

Gao Boxin sat on the chair and looked at him: "Go take a shower first, I'll give you a massage before going to bed."

"You know how to massage?" Tong Mo was even more surprised.

"Well, I know everything you can think of." Gao Boxin stood up and walked to the room, "I'll bring you a new towel, did you bring a change of underwear?"

Tong Mo was caught off guard by asking such a private thing as "underwear". He turned his back unnaturally, and said in a low voice, "I have it, it's in my backpack."

Gao Boxin didn't care about his embarrassment at all, opened the drawer and took a towel, then walked back and handed it to Tong Mo: "Go take a bath, do you know how to use the water heater?"

"Of course." Tong Mo took out the underwear from the backpack, took the towel and fled into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Tong Mo deliberately wiped off the water droplets on the bathroom mirror and the frosted door before coming out.

Gao Boxin was waiting at the door of the bathroom.

They were like a relay, Gao Boxin patted him lightly on the shoulder, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

By the time Gao Boxin came out of the shower, Tong Mo's shyness had faded away.

He was sitting on the bed in the room in his pajamas, looking down at a book he had taken from Gao Boxin's bookshelf.

Although the entire bright red bed looked a little restless, Tong Mo sat on the bed in a light-colored pajamas, but he was as quiet as a painting of light watercolor.

It made the whole room seem quiet.

With her hair still wet, Gao Boxin walked into the room with her upper body naked.

When Tong Mo looked back at him, he was staring at Tong Mo in a daze.

After a few seconds of stunned, he raised the towel to wipe his hair.

The strong lines of Gao Boxin's arms and narrow waist can be seen at a glance. Although he is in a relaxed state, his abdominal muscles are still very obvious.

"You sleep without clothes?" Tong Mo blurted out.

Gao Boxin was silent for a while.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"No, I forgot to take my pajamas in the closet." Gao Boxin said slowly.

Tong Mo exhaled lightly and nodded.

"If you don't want me to wear it, I don't have to." Gao Boxin walked to the wardrobe and said again.

"I want you to wear it." Tong Mo said immediately.

Gao Boxin couldn't hold back, and laughed while holding the closet door.

Gao Boxin took a short-sleeved T-shirt and put it on, then sat down against the head of the bed.

"Don't you need to blow dry your hair?" Tong Mo sat on the other side of the bed, without looking at him, and asked from a distance.

Although this bed was just an ordinary double bed, it was not very wide, and they sat on the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed, as if they were separated by a long distance.

But the bed is an object that is easy to get closer.

No matter how far apart they are, eventually the two of them will have to sleep on two pillows next to each other for a night of intimacy.

Tong Mo moved one step towards the head of the bed, another step, and finally moved to Gao Boxin's side, imitating Gao Boxin and leaning on the bed together.

Gao Boxin turned his head and asked him, "Do you want a massage?"

Tong Mo immediately shook his head.

"Really don't want it?" Gao Boxin raised the corners of his lips, "I thought you would serve better when you first came, so that you would be more motivated to come here in the future."

Tong Mo was speechless for a moment.

After that, Gao Boxin didn't speak any more.

But Tong Mo could feel Gao Boxin's eyes were staring at him.

He needs to remind himself to be calm all the time so as not to be stared at as a boiled shrimp in Gao Boxin's eyes.

"Do you want to sleep?"

When Tong Mo was trying to cover his blushing face with the quilt, Gao Boxin suddenly asked.

He not only asked this question, but also reached out to touch Tong Mo's quilt.

"I want to sleep." Tong Mo replied quickly.

The implication is that since it's so late, let's go to sleep properly and don't do anything else.

But Tong Mo actually didn't know what "others" he could do.

When Gao Boxin leaned down, Tong Mo thought that Gao Boxin wanted to kiss him again.

This is probably the most frequent and intimate action that happened during the period when he and Gao Boxin were in love, and it is also the contact with Gao Boxin that he least rejects.

But Gao Boxin just brushed the hair from his forehead lightly, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

After the kiss, Gao Boxin sighed, lying beside Tong Mo, motionless.

He sighed so loudly that Tong Mo couldn't help asking:

"What are you doing?"

"I'm regretting." Gao Boxin said in a low voice, his mood still didn't look very high.

"regret?"

"I regret telling you at that time, even if you spend the night with me, I will not be tempted by you."

Tong Mo: "..."

Gao Boxin then said in a muffled voice, "It's only just begun, and I'm about to lose control."

The author has something to say: tsk tsk.

Happy New Years Eve!I actually forgot to say.

Some little angels should have finished their New Year’s Eve yesterday (*/ω＼*)

感谢在2021-02-0421:00:00~2021-02-0510:55:00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;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!