Don't call me milk dumpling!

Ruan Mian: "..."

Not too much is really not too much, after all, as Bo Yan said, Bo Yan is hanging water here for him, just wanting to hear him call grandpa, that's not too much at all.

What's more, it's just a title, and you won't lose a piece of meat if you call it.

But, it's really fucking embarrassing to call him brother or something!

Ruan Mian unconsciously lowered her head again, her fingers clenched the hem of the T-shirt even more tightly, wrinkling the T-shirt.

Seeing his small movements, Bo Yan chuckled lightly, not intending to embarrass Brother Ku anymore, "Okay, I'm just kidding, I'm not pregnant anymore..."

"Brother..." Ruan Mian suddenly interrupted him with a sullen face, snarled her neck, and yelled again in a very low voice, very fiercely.

Bo Yan's breathing stopped suddenly, and the rest of his voice was stuck in his throat.

After a long while, his Adam's apple rolled slowly, and then he leaned closer to Ruan Mian, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, it doesn't count."

When these words came out, Bo Yan couldn't help scolding himself as a "beast" in his heart.

Ruan Mian also wanted to explode. He was so ashamed that the tip of his ears turned red, but he opened his mouth, and it didn't seem so embarrassing to talk about.

After struggling for a while, Ruan Mian closed her eyes, and called out again: "Brother."

The voice was still milky and soft, but the tone was more horizontal than before, as if he could rush up to fight Bo Yan in a second after shouting.

But this still didn't prevent Bo Yan from leaning back suddenly, and then burst into a low voice.

Fuck, who the hell is teasing whom?

Bo Yan suddenly stopped talking, Ruan Mian waited for two seconds, and couldn't help asking: "Bo Yan, are you... still angry?"

Bo Yan closed his eyes, looked down, and twitched the corners of his lips, "Actually, I wasn't angry at all, I just teased you."

Ruan Mian: "??"

Ruan Mian exploded in an instant, and said angrily like a small bomb: "Your uncle, Bo Yan!"

This person really deliberately took advantage of him!

Bo Yan stared at Ruan Mian for two seconds, then suddenly frowned, let out a soft "hiss", and pressed the stomach with the hand that didn't get the injection.

Ruan Mian couldn't care less about getting angry immediately, and said anxiously, "Is it hurting again? Wait a minute, I'll call the doctor!"

While speaking, he turned around and was about to go out.

Bo Yan reached out and gently tugged at his wrist, then smiled lightly, "No, it doesn't hurt that much."

Ruan Mian paused, but she was still not at ease, "Really?"

Bo Yan frowned, and stopped pressing his stomach, "Really, just to tease you."

Ruan Mian: "..."

This time twice, teasing him is fun, isn't it!

Ruan Mian was about to have an attack again, but when he lowered his head, seeing Bo Yan's pale face, he swallowed all the anger back to his lips.

Forget it, don't care about the patient number!

Ruan Mian didn't speak any more, turned around and wanted to go out again.

"Where are you going?" Bo Yan asked in a low voice, "Are you angry and don't want to worry about me anymore?"

"No!" Ruan Mian turned her head and said fiercely, then looked away from Bo Yan's eyes, "I...I'll get you a cup of hot water!"

Bo Yan's long eyes bent, "Thank you."

Ruan Mian hummed, walked to the water dispenser in the corner, and brought back a cup of hot water for Bo Yan, but it didn't burn her mouth.

Seeing that Bo Yan took it and drank it slowly, Ruan Mian suddenly asked, "You...why do you have gastritis?"

Bo Yan paused for a moment to drink water, then quickly resumed. He took two more sips before writing lightly: "It's just long-term gastric mucosal damage. If the damage lasts for a long time, it will become gastritis."

This is equivalent to nonsense.

Of course Ruan Mian knew that gastritis was caused by long-term damage to the gastric mucosa.

What he really wanted to ask was why Bo Yan was damaged for a long time.

But it was obvious that Bo Yan didn't want to say anything.

Ruan Mian never asks questions that others don't want to talk about.

So he just said "Oh" and stopped talking.

But within two seconds, Ruan Mian's eyes widened again, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Bo Yan, "Did you fall ill last time, the time we ate barbecue together?"

Since getting to know Bo Yan, the scenes that I hadn't noticed before, or had been confused for a short time, are all clear now.

Why does Bo Yan always have such a light taste, why does Bo Yan eat flower nail powder instead of spicy hot pot and only eat clear soup pot, why does Bo Yan not eat breakfast and Han Yi is so nervous, why does Bo Yan not drink iced watermelon juice...

Recalling that time, when Bo Yan said he didn't want watermelon juice, he even said that he didn't fit in.

Ruan Mian couldn't help biting the tip of her tongue heavily.

"It's not a disease," Bo Yan said in a relaxed tone, "it's just not very comfortable, just drink a cup of hot water and it will be fine."

Ruan Mian didn't believe him, and immediately blamed herself even more, and couldn't help but said, "Are you stupid? Why didn't you just say that you have a bad stomach and can't eat spicy food?"

Bo Yan paused, raised his eyebrows, and said half-jokingly: "Because I don't want my new roommate to think I'm too out of place."

Hearing Bo Yan's words clearly, Ruan Mian's head thumped, and his heart skipped a beat.

It can be said that Bo Yan suffered from stomach problems twice because of him.

After a long while, Ruan Mian lowered his head, and the tips of his ears burned for no reason. He muttered in a low voice, "If you were a girl, I really think you like me."

His voice was too low, and Bo Yan couldn't hear it clearly, only vaguely heard two words, and subconsciously asked: "Who do you like?"

Ruan Mian was startled, her head shook like a small rattle, "No...no one!"

Bo Yan tilted his head to look at him, his eyes became heavy for a moment.

But it was only for a moment before he looked away.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Ruan Mian paused for two seconds before remembering to take out his phone to scan.

After unlocking it, Ruan Mian discovered that there were two unread messages on WeChat.

One was from Wen Tang, who asked him what he was doing, but he didn't speak all night.

Ruan Mian replied briefly, then clicked on another one.

The other one was actually sent by Tang Qing——

Tang Qing: Xiao Ruan, I'm sorry, I don't know that you are not very good at drinking, or you must be stopped at that time.

I don't know about you... You have a boyfriend, otherwise I wouldn't drag you to play that kind of game. We usually play more openly, but we definitely have a bottom line!

But it’s good to know now, next time we have a healthy gathering, no drinking and no messing around!

Finally, thank you, and thank you to your boyfriend. We had a great time today. Next time you come to club activities, you can bring him with you. Sister Qing treats you to dinner.

Ruan Mian read this message word by word, and her head went "boom" again.

As if he had been scalded, his fingertips trembled, and he quickly went back——

Sister Qing, you misunderstood, he is not my boyfriend, we are just roommates! !

It's so late, Tang Qing hasn't slept yet, and even replied in seconds——

It's okay Xiao Ruan, don't be embarrassed, our agency is very open!

Ruan Mian: ... No, I'm not embarrassed, we are really roommates.

Tang Qing: I understand, I understand, the kind of roommates who sleep on the same bed.

Ruan Mian was really going crazy now, he stared at Tang Qing's words for two seconds, and then, inexplicably, long-pressed and deleted the message.

After deleting, Ruan Mian exhaled lightly, feeling a little relieved, sure enough, out of sight, out of mind!

Giving up on pointless explanations, Ruan Mian suddenly turned her head, glanced at Bo Yan, and asked him, "How much did you charge in that bar?"

He has already remembered it, and knows that Bo Yan's dinner party was a treat.

Bo Yan was in a daze at first, but when he heard his question, he was stunned for two seconds before recovering, smiled, but didn't answer, "Huh? It's not much money."

Ruan Mian stared at him with raised eyebrows, "How much is not much?"

"It doesn't matter how much," Bo Yan tapped his finger twice on his leg, "I'm charging my own card, and they won't spend it all after a drink. If you really want to pay me back, buy a pair of earrings and share it with me." I'm fine with just one."

Ruan Mian paused, feeling that what Bo Yan said had two points of truth.

It's just that it's not enough to just give him an earring. It's better to go back and have a look and give him an expensive thing.

After making a decision, Ruan Mian didn't hesitate anymore, she bowed her head and continued to stamp words on the screen after a quick answer——

Sister Qing, there is one more thing I want to tell you.

I don't mind if you usually have fun, and I don't mind any king games, but what the red-haired senior said today, I really mind, I think it's very rude.

Ruan Mian remembered the "home run" that Hongmao said at that time. He actually didn't know what it meant, but after contacting the environment at that time, Hongmao had a frivolous expression on his face when he said this, and Bo Yan's anger after he finished speaking.

No matter how dull Ruan Mian was, she still guessed the general idea.

Tang Qing replied quickly: You're right. I taught him a lesson after you left. He didn't mean anything bad. He just said hello. In this way, Xiao Ruan, we just happened to be together, so I'll let him give it to you. Send a voice apology.

Ruan Mian sneered.

What Hongmao said at the time, it sounds nice to say hello, but to put it bluntly, it is cheap, very impolite, very disrespectful, and very offensive.

Moreover, even though the person in the conversation was him at the time, that sentence was spoken by Hong Mao to hate Bo Yan.

Ruan Mian hesitated for a moment, then typed——

Not only me, but also to my roommate to apologize.

Tang Qing replied with an "ok" emoji.

Ruan Mian did not reply, and soon received another voice message.

A new message popped up below: A warm apology is here!

Ruan Mian deliberately moved the phone to the right, placed it between Bo Yan and Bo Yan, and turned up the volume on purpose, then clicked the public release without thinking about it.

The red-haired voice came from the phone——

"Xiao Ruan, and Xiao Ruan's boyfriend, I'll give you..."

With a sound of "咻", Ruan Mian moved her finger and immediately pressed pause!

What's the matter with this red hair? !

They said they were roommates! !

Bo Yan heard Hongmao's voice, suppressed a smile and asked, "What's going on?"

Ruan Mian opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't speak. She closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, pushed the phone in front of Bo Yan, and said, "Look for yourself!"

Bo Yan lowered his eyes to look, and his heart softened.

Why is this kid so sweet?

In this kind of thing, he was the one who was offended, but he still wanted to make others apologize to him.

There was a deeper smile in Bo Yan's eyes, he tilted his head and coughed lightly, and said deliberately: "Didn't you apologize? Why didn't you hear the apology, so you paused."

Ruan Mian turned her head away and stopped looking at Bo Yan, as if very impatient, "I want to listen to you, I don't want to listen!"

Bo Yan leaned closer to Ruan Mian on purpose again, and whispered in his ear, "Then I'll turn it on."

Ruan Mian subconsciously raised her hands and rubbed her ears, her tone became even worse, "I told you that I want to listen to myself, so don't ask me!"

Bo Yan couldn't hold back any longer, let out a muffled laugh, and returned the locked screen of the phone to Ruan Mian, "I'm kidding, his voice is ugly, stop listening."

Ruan Mian's face looked better now.

After a slight pause, Bo Yan suddenly asked again: "Didn't you clarify with them?"

He didn't say what to clarify, but Ruan Mian reacted quickly this time and understood, he said truthfully: "Clarified, but they don't seem to believe it."

Bo Yan smiled again, and suddenly asked: "I really care about this? Being misunderstood by them, has it affected your finding a girlfriend in the e-sports club?"

Ruan Mian froze for a moment, nodded, shook her head again, and explained: "I care, but I just feel, I feel that if we want to tell the truth, it's whatever the relationship is...I didn't think too much about other things, and I didn't think about it either. I don't want to find a girlfriend."

Ruan Mian's appearance of serious speech is really cute, Bo Yan resisted the urge to raise his hand to pinch his cheek, twirled his fingers twice, and asked in a persuasive way: "I didn't want to find a girlfriend... before that, I liked him someone?"

But Ruan Mian didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly added loudly: "I don't want to find a boyfriend either!"

After saying this, Ruan Mian raised her head to meet Bo Yan's half-smiling eyes, inexplicably, Ruan Mian felt that there was no silver 300 taels here, and suddenly became upset again, and her small face swelled up.

"I know," Bo Yan proficiently smoothed his hair, "I didn't ask you this, I just asked, have you ever liked any little girls before?"

Ruan Mian breathed a sigh of relief, his attention was diverted, he shook his head, and said frankly, "I never liked it."

Ruan Mian is good-looking and has a good personality. She has never been short of girls since she was a child.

But Ruan Mian really didn't like any of them, because she thought they were cute and had a good relationship with them, but if you want to talk about that, that kind of heart-wrenching feeling, she really never had it.

Bo Yan and Ruan Mian looked at each other for two seconds, suddenly the corners of their lips raised, and they replied in a good mood: "You are so good."

After saying this, just before Ruan Mian was about to get angry again, Bo Yan didn't mention it again, and hurriedly changed the topic, "Will you still drink at the party?"

Ruan Mian shook her head immediately, and promised obediently: "I won't drink anymore, otherwise I might as well avoid going to such parties in the future."

"That's not necessary," Bo Yan pretended to be thinking seriously, and after a long while, he said with a straight face, "Go if you want, if you are really worried, why don't you take me with you."

Ruan Mian: "..."

Seeing that he stopped talking, Bo Yan pulled his lips, "Let's open..."

He wanted to say "just kidding", but before he started, Ruan Mian nodded with a sullen face, and said fiercely, "I will take you if I take you!"

Ruan Mian accompanied Bo Yan to finish hanging the water, and after confirming that Bo Yan's stomach pain was gone, the two took a taxi back to school.

After returning to the dormitory to lie down, Ruan Mian checked her phone again and found that it was already past six o'clock in the morning.

It was light outside.

An hour to go and get up for your first class in college.

Ruan Mian didn't intend to go back to sleep. After hesitating for a second, she clicked on Baidu, her fingers crackled, and she searched for a bunch of questions——

Why do you get gastritis?

Is gastritis serious?

If you get gastritis and pay attention to it, can it basically not affect your body?

Looking at the answers one by one, I found that there are many reasons for gastritis, and Ruan Mian couldn't tell what the cause of Bo Yan was.

But he was also a little relieved, feeling that as long as Bo Yan pays attention to his diet, there will be no serious problems.

After a pause, Ruan Mian finally checked one more item——

What to eat to nourish the stomach?

Bo Yan knew a lot about her body, and after hanging it in the water, she didn't take this matter to heart again.

Anyway, he has been here for so many years, and it is normal for him to have stomach problems occasionally, and he can usually take medicine to handle it, but he can't handle it just by hanging a bottle of water.

After hanging the water and going back to school, Ruan Mian didn't ask him any more questions about it, so Bo Yan thought that this matter was over with Ruan Mian.

However, the next day, Ruan Mian suddenly retrieved a courier, and after opening it, Bo Yan found that it was a porridge cooking artifact that was very popular recently.

Bo Yan was just stunned for a moment and didn't think much about it. Ruan Mian didn't explain, but just said it looked convenient, so she bought it.

Until the morning of the third day, just after 06:30, Bo Yan heard a faint movement from the bed next door.

He has always been a light sleeper, waking up at the slightest sound.

They have morning classes today, but even if they get up at 07:30, it is still too late.

Not to mention that Ruan Mian always liked to stay in bed, and he had never seen him get up so early during military training.

Bo Yan opened his eyes, and gently opened the bed curtain a crack.

Sure enough, within 2 minutes, Bo Yan saw Ruan Mian lightly getting off the bed from the ladder.

Bo Yan didn't call out to him, but turned his head and watched Ruan Mian's movements through the crack of the door.

He saw Ruan Mian quickly put on his clothes, then went out of the dormitory with the magic porridge cooking utensil, and came back soon.

After that, Ruan Mian stood beside her table, and she couldn't see it from Bo Yan's perspective, only heard a slight rustling sound, as if some raw materials were being poured.

…………

Bo Yan has been lying on the bed for nearly an hour, until the moment the alarm clock rang at a quarter past seven, Ruan Mian appeared in his field of vision again, still holding the magic porridge cooker in his hand.

Bo Yan turns off the alarm clock, gets up and gets out of bed.

Standing by the table and seeing the things on the table clearly, Bo Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Ruan Mian had already gone to wash up, and on his empty table, there was a familiar porridge cooking utensil.

Although he had made preparations before, Bo Yan still felt very pleasantly surprised, his heart was full.

He stood there for another two seconds before reaching out to open the cover.

The aroma of porridge came to my nostrils in an instant, hot and still steaming.

Ruan Mian was so caring, he was given a small spoon for porridge beside the table.

Bo Yan gently scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a small spoon, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

What Ruan Mian cooked for him was barley and yam porridge.

It is said to be very nourishing.

The author has something to say: Our milk dumpling, we haven't talked about love yet, we have already started to make soup for Lao Gong to wash his hands! 【bushi】

Woooooo sorry I'm a little late today, but I'm still thick and tall!

Be sure to try to be on time tomorrow, Jiumi!

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