The Omega he likes can read minds

Until school was over in the afternoon, Feng Ye had an absent-minded expression. Luo Yun rarely saw him like this. He didn't ask Feng Ye to listen carefully to the next class. If it aroused his rejection, it would be counterproductive.

The bell rang for the end of school in the afternoon, and the students got up one after another. Before the teacher walked out of the classroom door, the serious class became lively and lively in an instant.

Luo Yun followed Su Nong to buy fried rice from the mobile vendor outside the school gate and went back to the classroom to eat. He was used to eating in the cafeteria, and sometimes changed his taste. When he returned, he saw several parents in the class eating with their children.

During the tense period, parents also began to pay attention to their children's nutrition. For dinner, some students' parents would send meals over. Compared with the carefully cooked family meals, Luo Yun's dinner was a little simpler.

Luo Yun opened the warm insulated lunch box, a simple fried rice with shredded pork with green peppers, and it was still steaming with white mist not long after it was out of the pot. Although the price of meat has dropped after the Chinese New Year, the roadside stall owner still adheres to the unshakable principle The belief in saving ingredients.

Su Nong looked at the layer of green peppers and the pitiful amount of shredded pork, and silently complained: "It's obviously fried rice with green peppers!"

While laughing, Luo Yun took out the braised chicken legs bought by the two of them and put them on the rice.

The parents sitting in the front row of Luo Yun couldn't help sighing when they saw it: "Look at Luo Yun, the parents don't even give away meals, they can all take the first place."

Wang Chuying is the study committee member of the third class. The girl, Beta, seemed tired of hearing what her mother said, so Wang Chuying snapped back angrily: "Is it annoying to talk about it every day?"

Luo Yun and Su Nong sat in their seats, a little embarrassed, Luo Yun was even more so, as everyone in the parent group was known as the number one in grade, parents would mention him from time to time when comparing their children.

The grades of the students in Class [-] were already good, but they were secretly unconvinced last semester. Now, they have basically accepted it. After all, Luo Yun is often [-] to [-] points higher than the second grader, and they are used to this gap.

Luo Yun scooped up the rice and sent it to her mouth mouthful, her movements were fast but she didn't gobble it up. Compared with other students who talked, played and ate at the same time, Luo Yun's cheeks puffed up when she ate, and she ate at an extremely fast speed. Chew slowly.

Feng Ye walked over with his lunch box, saw this, raised his hand, and stretched out his index finger to poke Luo Yun's fair face.

"What are you doing~" With food stuffed in his mouth, the ending sound rose slightly.

With such a sudden push, Su Nong almost became the victim of Luo Yun's spouting.

Luo Yun swallowed the meal in two or three mouthfuls, feeling that Feng Ye was extremely boring, she didn't bother to say a word, but just gave him a lazy look.

"Squad leader, let me in." Feng Ye hooked his lips, and he propped himself on the table with one hand. When he bent down, his tall and straight figure easily covered Luo Yun, and the faint smell of mint on his clothes spread to the tip of Luo Yun's nose. .

This taste is quite relieving.

Luo Yun commented like this.

It is estimated that Fengye would never have imagined that the pheromone that Alpha has always been proud of would be used in this way.

Luo Yun got up very slowly, her movements were very much like the leisurely sloth in the cartoon, Feng Ye was very patient, slowly admiring, thinking of the thick and not very good-looking sloth, Feng Ye felt that Luo Yun It didn't look like it at all, just as Feng Ye sat back in his seat, there came a shout from behind that seemed to swallow mountains and rivers with anger.

"The hot pot I ordered has arrived! Let's eat whatever you want!" Shangguan Yi was carrying a big bag of takeaways with a breezy face, and he could see the three large characters of "Xiaolongkan" flying in the pocket from a long distance away.

Coming over and seeing Su Nong and Luo Yun's extremely simple dinner, Shangguan Yi couldn't help but click his tongue a few times.

"Don't say I don't take care of you." He opened the takeaway bag, and the smell of fresh, spicy red oil wafted around the classroom.

I am used to eating a light and healthy diet, and this kind of heavy-tasting takeaway is very popular among the students. Within a few seconds, several students surrounded Luo Yun.

The mother of the study committee glanced at the bright red chili oil, but didn't notice her daughter's greedy mouth. She shook her head and sighed in disapproval: "Eating these unclean things all day long is not healthy for your body. If your parents know that you Eating this kind of junk food must be very disturbing."

One sentence was not enough, so she added another sentence: "Eating too much of this kind of oil, it is said that it will also affect IQ."

It caused everyone's embarrassment, the chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and they didn't know whether to pinch or not.

Wang Chuying, the school committee member, seemed to feel that this was embarrassing, and shouted in a rather embarrassing tone: "Mom... why are you talking about nothing?"

Her mother didn't think there was anything wrong at all, she puffed her chest out confidently, and was about to say a few more words, when a pair of wooden chopsticks picked up the top piece of spicy beef, Luo Yun chewed and said with a smile: "It tastes pretty good , it’s okay to eat once in a while.”

Students are all greedy, and Luo Yun doesn't think her fried rice is any better than takeaway.

Seeing that the class leader was already eating, several students followed you and me, and the awkward atmosphere suddenly became harmonious.

Su Nong and Shangguan Yi laughed while eating, Luo Yun remained calm, turned her head and held back for a few seconds, with only one thought in her mind, that is to quickly unscrew the cup and drink water like crazy.

The tip of her tongue was burning hot, and Luo Yun had no doubt that Shangguan Yi ordered devil spicy food.

Unscrewing the water glass, looking up, the scalding hot water touched the tip of Danfen's tongue, making him hiss.

He almost lost his grip on the cup, but fortunately, Feng Ye quickly helped him hold the thermos.

Fingertips pressed against fingertips, Feng Ye was terrified, if the hot water was spilled on Luo Yun...

He didn't even dare to think about it.

"What's the rush, I almost got burned." Feng Ye didn't know whether he was angry with himself or Luo Yun, and when he thought of the danger, an unknown ball of fire choked in his throat.

His decibels are not low. Hearing Feng Ye's yelling, the students who were eating at Su Nong's table turned their heads to look this way. Luo Yun pursed her lips and spoke to them softly. fine.

Luo Yun likes spicy food, but is also very sensitive to spicy food. Once the spicy taste rushed to her head, the tip of her tongue, which was scalded by boiling water, ached.

The exquisite eyebrows and eyes were drooping, and the corners of Luo Yun's lips were pressed down when speaking, with a slightly aggrieved nasal voice: "It hurts..."

There were physiological tears caused by pain in his eyes, and Feng Ye's heart trembled along with Luo Yun's trembling eyelashes.

He said, "Open your mouth and let me see?"

Luo Yun opened her mouth slightly, sticking out a little bit of the tip of her tongue, a small blister was formed on the tip, Feng Ye suddenly moved forward, and the tip of her tongue felt cool.

With disheveled black hair, wearing a black sweater, the sassy and handsome Feng Ye took a small breath forward with a very light force.

With a little refreshing mint flavor.

His face was very close, and Luo Yun suddenly noticed that Feng Ye's eyelashes were very long, thick and black, and closed in clusters.

"Does it still hurt after blowing it?" Feng Ye frowned and said, "If it hurts, I'll go to the infirmary to get some medicine."

The hot feeling seems to be transferred, from the tip of the tongue to the cheek.

Luo Yun tilted her head back unnaturally, and replied embarrassingly: "It doesn't hurt now."

"It really doesn't hurt? I think your face is so red." Feng Ye couldn't believe it.

Like a cat whose tail has been trampled on, Luo Yun said furiously, "It's quilt, it's spicy, eat, eat."

He lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of rice mechanically.

"Shall we eat together? This is not spicy."

The home-cooked food wrapped in golden eggs and tender shrimps was handed to Luo Yun, Feng Ye opened the remaining two layers of the lunch box, one box was sweet and sour pork ribs that thickened beautifully, and the other box was old duck radish soup.

"The one you ate is not nutritious, eat it with me." Feng Ye handed over the remaining side dishes.

The juicy carrots are dipped in red chili chips, which looks like a big appetite.

At Feng Ye's invitation, Luo Yun tasted a few chopsticks. They all looked like ordinary home-cooked dishes, but they tasted perfect. The sweet and sour sauce was sweet and sour, the egg melted with a sip, and the old duck soup had been simmering for a long time. .

Luo Yun's eyes glowed with surprise. He recalled that Feng Ye seldom ate in the school cafeteria, and seldom brought meals with him. He usually went online to the restaurant directly to solve the problem.

And Alpha's favorite flavors are mostly fish and meat, such as barbecue, barbecue, and spicy soup. Every time Feng Ye came back with a smell of barbecue seasoning, Luo Yun could smell it very clearly.

It was rare for Feng Ye to eat so healthy, he knew that Feng Ye lived with his grandfather.

Thinking that it was Grandpa Feng Ye who made it, Luo Yun admired it: "Your grandpa's cooking skills are excellent, every dish is delicious, and this hot and sour radish is also very appetizing."

When he said this, Feng Ye seemed very happy, his eyes were as bright as obsidian: "Is that so, it seems that you like these dishes very much?"

Luo Yun picked up two more chopsticks and nodded with bent eyes: "Yes, it's delicious."

Feng Ye hooked his lips, followed by two mouthfuls of rice, and said in a husky voice, "It's just as long as you like it."

[Sure enough, Grandpa is right! 】

[He who wants to keep his wife first must keep his stomach! 】

When a person is happy, the aura becomes different, and the whole body seems to be sprinkled with little flowers.

Luo Yun paused with her fingertips, looked at Feng Ye who would be flying if she had a tail, combined with the words she overheard, an incredible thought flashed in her heart: "Could it be that you did all of this?"

For Luo Yun's keen insight, Feng Ye secretly praised a few words in his heart that his wife is really smart, and said a lot of rainbow farts in his heart, he had enough praise in his heart, Feng Ye was calm on the face, and raised his eyes slightly: "Well, I made it last night. It's good because it looks good and doesn't taste good. My grandpa just reheated it and brought it to me."

He didn't know how to cook at all before. The eldest and young master naturally stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth to eat at home. The domestic helper took care of the inside and outside perfectly. He also lived with his grandfather, so he was slowly taught. come out.

Seeing that Luo Yun liked his cooking so much, Feng Ye almost had the illusion that the old man's picky taste was for his own good.

No wonder the old man often said: "Your grandma agreed to marry me because she saw that I cook well. Do you want to make your wife happy?!"

Knowing that these dishes were actually made by Feng Ye, Luo Yun admired him very much. You must know that he is a small expert at destroying the kitchen, and it is a trivial matter for him to burn the food.

"Then you're really pretty good." Luo Yun said.

Feng Ye was a little embarrassed by the praise, but he couldn't help showing off like a male peacock spreading his tail, and in the end he didn't forget to say something to make people happy.

"Squad leader, you are so smart, and your skills should be very good. I learned it very quickly after I got started, and my wrist strength is steady. What did my grandpa say? If you concentrate on practicing for a few years, you might be able to cut Wensi tofu and radish slices that shine through the moon. …”

He talked more and more vigorously, not noticing Luo Yun's flushed face.

"Every time I see TV dramas where sugar is treated as salt and the kitchen is blown up, I think it's very fake." Feng Ye took a sip of the soup to moisten his throat, "How could there be such a stupid person."

A cold, without any ups and downs sounded.

Luo Yun squeezed her fingertips in shame, and said slowly, "...I am."

Facing Shang Fengye's slightly widened eyes, Luo Yun felt guilty: "The kind you said."

Speaking of this, Luo Yun took a bite of the white radish, feeling that she was a fool, so she changed the word: "A relatively stupid person."

"I think the plots on TV are very real. After all, the world is so big and full of wonders. Are you right..." At the end, Luo Yun's tone became weaker and weaker.

"..." Blowing a rainbow fart onto the horse's leg.

Feng Ye wished he could punch himself in the mouth twice.

Tell you to talk nonsense, and now you have offended your wife.

After eating and clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, Luo Yun followed Su Nong to the bathroom, and after washing her hands, Luo Yun couldn't hold back and finally asked: "Su Nong, do you think it's really stupid for me to treat sugar as salt when I make a dish?" ah."

Su Nong also heard the conversation between Luo Yun and Feng Ye in the back row just now, at this moment, he held Luo Yun's shoulder very seriously, with a very serious attitude: "Do you think you are worthy of our lovely and dedicated chemistry teacher? ?"

"Didn't I just panic like that?" Luo Yun said very confidently, "I just put it, put it wrong, and then the fire was too big, and it was burnt..."

Su Nongyu patted his right shoulder earnestly: "It's okay, you don't know how to cook, as long as your boyfriend can cook."

When Luo Yun opened her mouth foolishly, "Ah——", Su Nong said to herself naturally: "I didn't expect Feng Ye to be able to cook. It's a bonus point. It's too cute."

Back on the seat, Luo Yun's palms were wet. He had just wiped it off with toilet paper when Feng Ye squeezed a bean-sized, light green hand cream onto the back of his hand.

It smells like a little peppermint that is so familiar.

When Feng Ye twisted the bottle cap, his hands trembled a little.

Seeing Luo Yun just blinking and blinking at him, Feng Ye squeezed the little mint pattern tightly: "Take good care of the hands of the baby in No. [-] Middle School, this is the hand for the perfect test paper."

A baby's hand.

baby hand...

Luo Yun's ear tip burned very hard to prove its existence.

The light green hand cream and the cyan blood vessels on the back of the white hands are in the same color system, Luo Yun stared at it, and then raised her hand slightly.

"Do you want to paint it for me?" Luo Yun said.

At this moment, several emotions flashed across Feng Ye's eyes, including astonishment, surprise, willingness, and liking, all of which were painted into gorgeous fireworks blooming at the bottom of the pitch-black eyes.

"Yes, yes, I'll paint it for you." Feng Ye's hands were much bigger, and when he closed them, he could completely hold Luo Yun's hand.

In fact, he just wanted to touch her just now, but when he remembered what was discussed during the day, he thought what would happen if Luo Yun got angry knowing that he wanted to kiss, touch, hug and hug his wife all the time.

Compared with being close, Feng Ye was more afraid that Luo Yun would hate him and his contact.

Feng Ye lowered his head to help Luo Yun rub his hands, the broken hair on his forehead blocked the sharp browbones, through the gaps in the hair, Luo Yun could clearly see the boy's clear black and white, enthusiastic and clean eyes.