After reuniting with Bai Yueguang, my straight man design collapsed

Sheng Ru tilted his head slightly, and stared at Jun Mo with an expression of "what are you talking about?", which made him feel guilty.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around and picked up the milk box from the trash can and shook it.

"Did you see that you didn't even drink the milk I bought for you, aren't you...huh?"

At the beginning, I was just talking, until I took several milk boxes in succession, the milk box in my hand changed from solid to empty, gently, and the lid was unscrewed.

Jun Mo's tone also dropped suddenly.

Unbelievable, he picked up the others and shook them.

Fortunately, the trash cans in Shengru are clean.

If it was Guan Bo, Jun Mo would have dirty hands and smelly hands by now.

"Junmo, what's wrong with you?"

"Jun Mo, so you guys are really having a conflict, why?"

Guan Bo and Yamamoto stood beside each other in a daze.

After all, none of them saw Jun Mo packing his luggage excitedly that day, looking eager for Sheng Ru to move out.

Sheng Ru leaned against the stairs leading to the bed, folded his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows and raised his chin.

"continue?"

Jun Mo swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, feeling so empty.

Oh, it's the second time I got offended...

How did he know that this man would put the lid on the box after drinking the milk and throw it away!

How did he know that the packing box that this person had drunk would be exactly the same as the new one, without even a single wrinkle!

All of this shouldn't be entirely his fault, right?

Before Jun Mo could explain, Sheng Ru got up, put his elbow on Jun Mo's shoulder, and lightly touched Jun Mo's chin with his slender index finger.

"Is the milk okay now?"

"That... no, no, no problem."

Adam's apple rolled up and down restlessly.

"Then is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Jun Mo coughed, and for some reason, Jun Mo was even more terrified of being angry than that day, and he had an attitude of wanting to investigate to the end.

"Picking up the other day, I just wanted to help, and I..."

"That means I have to thank you?"

Jun Mo didn't know whether he was nervous or afraid, so he blurted out subconsciously.

"You're welcome, we are all brothers."

Sheng Ru chuckled, pinched Jun Mo's face with the hand on his shoulder, tilted his head to look at him, and got very close, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Haha, they are all brothers? Then what do you want to do with that look just now, fight with me?"

Just now Jun Mo was as aggressive as a big wild wolf, but now he is as docile and cute as a little white rabbit.

"Ah...that...you mistaken..."

Still stuttering, Guan Bo and Yamamoto stood aside and watched for a long time. Although they didn't know the cause and effect, it didn't affect the two of them watching the show at the moment.

Guan Bo put his arms around his chest and joked with a smile.

"You look like a young couple."

As soon as these words came out, Jun Mo and Sheng Ru were stunned at the same time.

Sheng Ru stood up straight and didn't tease him anymore, while Jun Mo's ears were red, and he lifted his foot to kick Guan Bo's ass.

While kicking, he laughed at him for not being convinced that he lost with Yamamoto solo, and the next day it became a race.

Sheng Ru opened the closet, took out clothes and changed, and suddenly Yamamoto said something.

"Sheng Ru, your legs are hairy enough, but why not like ours..."

Before Yamamoto finished speaking, Sheng Ru put on his shirt and turned around, buttoning it up slowly with a pair of thin and slender hands, with an understatement and provocative tone.

"Not as ugly as you?"

Yamamoto: "..."

There is no need to praise him!

When it comes to leg hair, the man's dignity is ignited, and he vows to seek justice for his leg hair and development.

The four people in the dormitory are all tall, and Guan Bo, the lowest, is 1.7 meters tall.

But only the hair on the legs, Guan Bo is like no one, it is so smooth that it is more than enough to wear a skirt.

The face is also relatively delicate, like a younger sister.

"Hahaha, why are you acting like a girl? Otherwise, we'll just give you a skirt for your birthday. Your legs must look good in a skirt!"

Faced with Yamamoto's ridicule, Guan Bo immediately pulled Jun Mo out to block the gun.

"Jun Mo, he's not much worse than me, and he doesn't have any hair on his legs, and his legs are longer and thinner than mine. If he wants to wear them, he will wear them!"

Jun Mo put his hands on his hips unconvinced.

"Hey, I still have to grow. I have to grow in height and weight, and I have to grow hair on my legs. I just grow slowly!"

Sheng Ru chuckled behind him, pinching his side face again.

"I'll wait and see!"

Jun Mo: "I'm going to take a shower!"

Go to the door and turn around to look at the three of them.

"Let's go to the food street later, I won a bonus in the basketball game."

When taking a bath, Jun Mo took good care of the few hairs on her legs, for fear that they would be wiped away after taking a bath.

When he came out again, only Sheng Ru was left in the dormitory.

"What about those two?"

"Going to solo in an Internet cafe again, Guan Bo refuses to accept it and wants to appeal."

Jun Mo wiped her hair and walked to the closet with her long, straight legs, and put on her clothes.

"No matter how many times he appeals, he is destined to be crushed by Yamamoto..."

While getting dressed, Jun Mo talked about his observations when the two were playing games.

Playing games is not only a test of operation, but more of judgment and planning. According to Jun Mo's observation, Yamamoto is many times better than Guan Bo in predicting and setting traps.

Jun Mo chattered and analyzed, but Sheng Ru didn't listen to a word.

Sitting on a chair, with Erlang's legs crossed, the book on his lap has not been turned for a long time.

Turning his head to one side, his eyes were fixed on Jun Mo's legs, and he secretly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

What kind of skirt to wear, it looks best without it!

"Let's go, go to the food street, just to apologize to you, I misunderstood you."

Only then did Sheng Ru look away, closed the book and got up, and left the school with Jun Mo.

There is a food street two blocks away from the school, and there are snacks from all over the world.

Jun Mo bought a box of Bo Bo Chicken and handed it to Sheng Ru.

"Try this, but the taste is bland and not as good as ours. I will take you to our place to eat authentic ones when I have a chance."

Then we went to eat small wontons together, and finally walked through the food street with an egg waffle ice cream.

On weekends, the food street is full of young couples on a date, all holding hands, or one hugging the other's shoulders.

Sheng Ru looked at his clasped hands with envy.

Even if the sisters came out together, they were arm in arm.

Only he and Jun Mo took their own food and ate their own food.

Suddenly, Sheng Ru squatted down, and pointed at the egg waffle ice cream in Jun Mo's hand with a little embarrassment.

"Well, can I have a taste of yours?"

One of the two is mango flavored and the other is strawberry flavored.

Jun Mo looked at his mango ice cream.

"Oh, okay, then I'll go buy you another mango."

It doesn't cost much, so don't look too stingy, just buy it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Sheng Ru grabbed his wrist, leaned over and took a bite of his ice cream, and unobtrusively bit off the egg waffle that Jun Mo had half bitten just now.

"Well, it's still mine."

Jun Mo: "..."

Eat mine and say yours tastes better? ?

Thinking about myself, I misunderstood others, so Jun Mo had no choice but to ignore it.

If it was Yan Xueyi, he would have been beaten up a long time ago!