Wrong size clothes

After that lunch, the relationship between Su Zhe and Cheng Mo gradually became familiar.

Cheng Mo would always talk to Su Zhe about basketball, and even ask him to go to the canteen in front of the school to watch NBA basketball live broadcasts together after school.

After a long time, Cheng Mo even began to share with him his hobbies, the tapes he likes to listen to the most, the books he likes to read, and the teachers he hates.

Since then, Su Zhe has developed a lot of habits. He began to pay attention to major basketball games, looking for the shadow of Jordan, Cheng Mo's favorite, and began to listen to some music tapes, which were Cheng Mo's favorite. The brand of shampoo, because that brand has the smell of Cheng Mo's hair. . .

His parents were stunned seeing him like this, they couldn't hold back in the face of their son's sudden change.

What's even more weird is that their son actually began to smile in a vague way. At various times and in various places, they seemed to see the New World. .

Even his younger sister, Su Xue, was so surprised to see his smile that she swallowed all the vegetables she hated the most during a meal.

. . . .

Boys' friendship is always established quickly, and after Cheng Mo got along with Su Zhe for a long time, he gradually became more relaxed. .

"Su Zhe, take my ruler and use it."

. . .

"Where did your brain go?" (passing the ruler with a disgusted face)

"Hey, it's you!"

. . . .

"Su Zhe, let me copy your homework!"

"Write Yourself"

"Su Xueba, you are the best, let me copy it" (pleading innocently with eyes open)

. . . .

"no more chance.". . . . . . . (He turns his head away with his cheeks warm and his heart beating fast)

. . .

"Su Zhe, tell me about this question, I won't"

"Pig" (takes his homework by the way.)

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"Hey, today's math teacher is so annoying, he's procrastinating, and he's not good-looking. Why should he instruct people to do this and that?"

. . . .

"Su Zhe, you even reported to the basketball club, I didn't even know."

. . .

"Su Zhe... why are you so cold every day? I'm so sorry for your handsome face."

. . . .

Su Zhe listened to Cheng Mo's words, but his heart was full of words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, they turned into words like um, idiot, pig, and so on.

And looking at the other party's silly look, he wanted him to show that blushing look in the cafeteria even more, he couldn't help but always wanted him to blush. . .Want to bully him to the point of making him blush. . .

But Su Zhe himself didn't realize that he started to unconsciously put two more pens or erasers in his stationery bag, just to let some stupid little fool use it when he forgot to bring his stationery. .

Every night when he was doing his homework, he would write down the detailed steps of the math problem, just so that some idiot could understand it when he copied his homework. .

Every time he ate, he would pretend that he couldn't finish the meat, it was too greasy, and asked Cheng Mo to eat it for him. . .

He is used to arriving at school around [-]:[-] every day, because in this way he will meet that little idiot on the way to school. .

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And what troubled him all the time was that every time the other party approached him, his heartbeat would speed up and his cheeks would feel hot.He didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, because if he looked at them for a long time, his throat would tighten and his heart would become agitated. .

The feeling of restlessness not only did not diminish with the time they knew each other, but deepened. .

He longed to get close to him, even touch him, but he didn't dare, he was afraid that the other party would be frightened. .

He still doesn't know what's wrong with him. Ever since he saw him for the first time, he couldn't stop his interest and concern for him from the bottom of his heart. He was a special existence to him. .

Does something special exist? . .

Forget it, don't want to, special. .Are you particularly stupid? .Who told this little fool to be so stupid, he just reluctantly cared about him and went down. .

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Because the food in the school cafeteria is the same, you will definitely get tired after eating for a long time, Cheng Mo suggested that Su Zhe go to the Sichuan restaurant outside every week to have a meal. The Sichuan restaurant in front of the school is delicious and cheap, just to improve the food .

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"The restaurant outside is dirty, there is nothing good to eat."

"You don't understand this, the master is among the people, let's go."

Su Zhe stared at Cheng Mo holding his hand in a daze. This hand was white, smooth, and much smaller than his own, allowing him to hold it in his palm.

The heat from the opponent's palm spread to his body, as if it was on fire, burning to his heart. .

Until he realized it, they had already appeared in the Sichuan restaurant in front of the school. .

The smell of pepper made Su Zhe feel uncomfortable. Looking at the greasy and dirty tables in the restaurant, he wondered why he was dragged here by that little fool. .

While Cheng Mo was ordering, Su Zhe took a napkin and wiped the two seats before sitting down.

"Su Zhe, do you want something?"

"casual."

"Then help you order the two signature dishes here, you must have never tasted them particularly delicious..."

. . . .

The dishes came out quickly, a total of four dishes and a plate of crayfish.

Su Zhe took a mouthful of boiled pork slices, and his throat was so spicy that he was not used to spicy food, but seeing Cheng Mo eating so naturally, he didn't want to lose face in front of him. .

"Is it spicy? Here's a glass of water."

Cheng Mo reached out and brought him a glass of boiled water. Su Zhe looked at his fair hand, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when he held his hand just now. His hand was still hot and itchy. . .

Looking at these clean and beautiful hands, Su Zhe inexplicably felt dry and hot again. He thought of the other party's sticky red lips every time he saw them in the cafeteria. .

. . . .

What would happen if oil was applied to these hands? .Will the one in his hand be more delicious? .

. . . .

"Help me peel the lobster."

Su Zhe looked straight at the opponent's hand and murmured.

"Oh, don't you know how to peel yourself?"

Cheng Mo was dissatisfied.

"I can't accompany you here for nothing."

"All right"

Cheng Mo had no choice but to reach out and take out the lobster, and slowly peeled it off.

Su Zhe stared at the moving hands of the other party, slowly getting lobster oil stains.

"Gudong"

Su Zhe swallowed subconsciously.

He suddenly became jealous of the lobster. .Why can Cheng Mo touch the lobster at will, but not himself. . .

"Haha, be hungry, here! Open your mouth."

Cheng Mo reached out and took a piece of lobster and put it near Su Zhe's mouth. .

Su Zhe stared at Cheng Mo's face and opened his mouth.

"Tear, Su Zhe, you bit my finger!"

. . .

He really wanted to lick all over his fingers if he could, otherwise why would his hands look so alluring like his lips. .

Su Zhe's body became hot again, and the touch of Cheng Mo's fingers still remained in his mouth. .

"More."

Su Zhe said with a blank face.

"Master Su, you really treat me like a slave."

. . . .

"I don't want my math homework anymore"

"Hey, I'll serve you shrimp here."

Su Zhe ate the scary food that Cheng Mo brought to his mouth with satisfaction, and in the middle of it, he licked the other party's fingers vaguely when the other party was not paying attention. . .

His fingers are really as sweet as imagined. .

Cheng Mo ate the meal with a sad face, but Su Zhe ate it very happily. He suddenly felt that the spicy food was not so bad. . .

After eating, Cheng Mo took a plastic bag to pack. He put the vegetables and meat into the plastic bag without missing a beat, and hugged them to his chest like a baby.

Su Zhe looked at Cheng Mo's giggling expression, and felt that he was like a small animal storing food, and the unfinished food had to be put back into the hole to continue eating. .

If only he could keep such a small animal all the time.

Su Zhe thought suddenly. .

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