My roommate is finally back to normal

But they ordered a table of dishes, and it was a bit unrealistic to just pack them up and leave.

Gao Boxin was ruthlessly rejected by Tong Mo's proposal to pack meals, so he could only go back to sit down at the round table, put the rice bowl in front of him, and ate it with his head buried.

When Tong Mo finished the bowl of soup, Gao Boxin had already finished two bowls of rice.

He was a little surprised.

Gao Boxin emptied two plates of food, and then said to him: "You can't just drink soup, you have to eat, too, so eat a little."

"Well, I'll eat a bowl." Tong Mo turned around and poured himself a bowl of rice.

Turning his head around again, Gao Boxin was already serving the fourth bowl of rice.

Tong Mo: "..."

"Are you hungry?" Tong Mo murmured.

"You order so many dishes, you can't waste it." Gao Baixin said while eating without raising his head.

In just a short while, half of the rice in Gao Boxin's bowl was gone.

Tong Mo was stunned, then nodded: "It can't be wasted..."

Tong Mo drank a bowl of soup and ate a bowl of rice, and also ate a lot of food. When he walked out of the restaurant, he was a little full.

Gao Boxin was carrying the cake, but his figure was vigorous and his breath was well-proportioned. The four bowls of rice didn't seem to affect him at all.

Is Gao Boxin's digestive system a monster?Tong Mo couldn't help thinking.

"Go back quickly, there is not enough time." Gao Boxin ran to the side of the road and started to stop the car.

"Not enough time? Not enough for what?" Tong Mo was a little puzzled.

"Don't you have to be picked up by Uncle Lin every time you have tutoring until nine o'clock? Tomorrow is not a weekend, so you will still be picked up." Gao Boxin glanced at his watch, "Now there is only one hour left."

Excluding the time spent on the road, there are only four or ten minutes left, and Gao Boxin became more and more anxious when he thought of this.

Tong Mo was also looking at the time on his phone, he lowered his eyes to think about it, and sent a message to Tong's father.

After getting in the car, Father Tong just sent the answer.

Tong Mo breathed a sigh of relief, tugged on Gao Boxin's sleeve, and said softly when Gao Boxin turned his head, "I'll spend the night at your house today."

"What?" Gao Boxin yelled so loudly that the driver almost braked the car.

"I didn't bring any clothes, so I need to go to the mall first, I'll go buy some clothes for a change, is that okay?" Tong Mo said again.

Gao Boxin was still in a daze, so Tong Mo had no choice but to tell the taxi driver himself, and asked the driver to change the route.

Tong Mo bought clothes very quickly, according to the brand he usually bought, and the same style of clothes he usually wears, he chose different colors, checked out and left.

When he walked out of the shopping mall, Gao Boxin seemed to be still distracted.

It wasn't until Tong Mo stopped a taxi and bumped him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses and murmured, "This is the birthday present I really want."

Back at Gao Boxin's house, although they should have a cake for their birthday, none of them can eat it right now.

Gao Boxin put the cake in the refrigerator and told Tong Mo that it was ready for breakfast tomorrow.

"But today is your birthday, how can you not eat cake." Tong Mo said.

"I've eaten enough, and I have something else I want to eat more." Gao Boxin put their schoolbags on the sofa and said casually.

"What do you want to eat more? What?" Tong Mo looked at him.

"You."

Gao Boxin froze the moment he finished his answer.

It's over, I said it too easily.

This sentence is so straightforward, and the meaning is so explicit, Tong Mo probably has to see what he has in mind.

Although he was in the hotel just now, he almost couldn't hide it.

Tong Mo turned his head away abruptly, and ignored Gao Boxin for a while.

Even if Gao Boxin couldn't see Tong Mo's face, he could tell that Tong Mo was probably shy.

But they've been together for so long, and they've kept a distance for so long for various reasons, he properly wants some intimacy, isn't it too much?

Gao Boxin walked over and hugged Tong Mo from behind.

"What do you want to do when you say you want to go home?" Tong Mo turned his head, trying to remain calm despite being hugged by him.

Gao Boxin thought, what a good question.

"I just want to be alone with you, and I can do whatever I want." Gao Boxin hugged him quietly, her voice buried in his ears.

Tong Mo's ears turned red quickly.

"Can I kiss you?" Gao Baixin asked in a low voice.

Gao Boxin never asked this question, not even when they kissed for the first time.

Tong Mo felt that Gao Boxin's change of character was too sudden, maybe it was intentional.

Although he saw through Gao Boxin's intentions, Tong Mo didn't want to refuse.

He also wanted to get close to Gao Boxin.

He likes Gao Boxin's thoughts no less than Gao Boxin.

So he turned around, put his arms around Gao Boxin's shoulders, and kissed him proactively.

Tong Mo's kissing appearance is very cute, his eyes are tightly closed, his eyelashes are trembling slightly, he is obviously nervous, but he doesn't avoid it at all.

In addition to being cute, it is also somewhat attractive.

Gao Boxin looked at it for a while, and felt that his breathing was a little heavy, and his heartbeat was a little heavy, as if some clamorous emotions were spreading upwards, and he was about to lose control.

Gao Boxin closed his eyes, and decided to suppress it first, otherwise, he would hug Tong Mo to bed if he couldn't even continue the kiss.

When Tong Mo and Gao Boxin parted, he unconsciously licked his lips.

But he immediately realized that his lips were full of the smell of Gao Boxin.

His face flushed red.

Tong Mo walked to the side and poured a glass of pure water, drank it in one gulp, and looked in the direction of the bathroom with evasive eyes.

"I want to take a bath." Tong Mo said hoarsely.

"Okay, you go wash first." Gao Boxin looked at him and said.

Tong Mo dug out a change of clothes from the few shopping bags he just bought, and fled into the bathroom.

While Tong Mo was taking a shower, Gao Boxin tidied up the room, keeping the windows wide open.

He originally wanted to blow the wind and calm down.

But now it has entered summer, the sky is not cold, even the wind is hot.

He was so blown that he couldn't calm down at all, and even became hotter.

When Tong Mo walked out of the bathroom, he bumped into Gao Boxin who was standing outside the door.

Gao Boxin helped Tong Mo, and turned his head to look over.

Tong Mo was wearing a thin short-sleeved pajamas, without a collar, from his slender neck to his thin collarbone.

Gao Boxin endured it, and said in a low voice, "It's time for me to take a bath."

Gao Boxin decisively took a cold shower, pouring it all the way from the top of his head, and standing under the shower head for a long time after washing.

Tong Mo stood in Gao Boxin's room and dried his washed clothes on the window sill. This time, he planned to leave the changed clothes at Gao Boxin's house and not take them home.

They should come and live often in the future, Tong Mo thought.

When he made this decision, he didn't have any distracting thoughts in his mind, but after thinking about it, he felt inexplicably ashamed.

Gao Boxin didn't feel any better either, he was drenched from head to toe, his hair was not dried, and he walked back to the room naked, but as soon as he stepped through the door, his heart was rekindled and he was still burning. Quite busy.

Tong Mo sat on the edge of the bed with his back turned to him, probably looking down at a book.

From the back, I saw a small section of Tong Mo's thin neck. Although Tong Mo sat casually, his waist was very straight.

Tong Mo's back line has always been beautiful, like the smoothest line drawn by a top painter.

Gao Boxin stared at the arc at Tong Mo's waist, and began to recall the feeling of hugging Tong Mo's waist in his mind.

He stopped recalling, sat up from the other side of the bed, leaned over and put his arms around Tong Mo's waist.

Tong Mo turned to look at him in surprise: "Have you finished washing?"

He wanted to say why he had been washing for so long, but his lips were immediately blocked.

Gao Boxin kissed anxiously at first, but then calmed down again.

It's like a very hungry person finally finds food and finds that only he can taste it, so he settles down and tastes it slowly.

There is nothing behind where they are sitting, and they can lie directly on the bed when they lie back.

Gao Boxin easily pushed Tong Mo onto the bed.

Water drops kept falling on Tong Mo's face from his hair, and Tong Mo trembled slightly from the momentary coolness of the water drops, Gao Boxin immediately moved his lips to suck those water drops one by one.

It was also because the lips kissed other places that Gao Boxin became more and more courageous.

Then his lips moved slowly down along Tong Mo's chin.

Tong Mo felt itchy on his chest, and reached out to push Gao Boxin away, but his fingers touched Gao Boxin's hair.

He felt a piece of coolness in his hand, and finally got the chance to ask in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you dry your hair?"

Gao Boxin stopped his movements, apparently not expecting to be asked this question.

He raised his head and looked at Tong Mo with dark eyes.

Tong Mo's eyes were moist, his lips and cheeks were red, Gao Baixin swallowed his Adam's apple, turned over and sat up: "Okay, I'll go blow my hair."

He also felt that he should be calm and calm.

As long as he stays by Tong Mo's side for one more second, he will be unable to hold back, and the fire in his body will completely burn up.

But now is not the time to let it burn.

Although he is an adult, he and Tong Mo have always been limited to relatively simple contact...

It is obviously too late to study temporarily now...

Gao Boxin was standing in the bathroom with a hair dryer, and the brain storm was blowing more violently than the wind from the hair dryer.

He dried his hair, and when he returned to the room, he felt that he was almost calm.

Tong Mo was still sitting there with his knees folded, his head lowered, thinking about something.

Gao Boxin lifted the quilt and sat on it, then patted the side beside him: "Sleep?"

Tong Mo turned around and sat under the quilt beside him. Gao Boxin and Tong Mo's fingers touched and immediately put them back.

He felt that the fire in his heart was waiting for an opportunity to find an outlet, so he couldn't touch Tong Mo again.

Tong Mo turned to look at him, and asked softly, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Well, go to sleep." Gao Boxin didn't look at him.

"Then, good night." Tong Mo leaned over and kissed him.

Gao Boxin closed his eyes and sighed inwardly.

What he wants to respond to Tong Mo is far more than the goodnight kiss that Tong Mo gave him.

Tong Mo kept looking at him after kissing him, not quite understanding why he frowned again, looking a little hard.

"Aren't you sleeping?" he asked.

But after he asked this question, he felt that it shouldn't be asked.

As if to remind Gao Boxin of something...

"Momo," Gao Boxin gritted his teeth, turned around and pulled Tong Mo into his arms, "Can you help me?"

"Help you for what?" Tong Mo was puzzled at first, but when Gao Boxin got close to his body, he immediately noticed it.

It is also a boy, so naturally there is no need to specify what reactions the body has.

"How can I help?..." Tong Mo asked again in a low voice.

Gao Boxin took Tong Mo's hand, turned his head and whispered two words in his ear.

After a long time, Gao Boxin said in a low voice with restraint:

"Take your hands away, Momo."

"It's going to get dirty."

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