The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

After sobering up the next day, Gan Bo suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed some important information.Yesterday, he was so busy being angry that he forgot to ask Duan Fang what he meant by that sentence.

What do you know when you have a boyfriend?

Brother Cheng and Duan Fang are not together yet?Why do you even call her boyfriend?

Although both he and Wang Ming could see that Duan Fang was about to take the lead, it should not be so fast.

Or... what happened to them when he didn't know?

Gampo is not a reserved person, as can be seen from his singing style.After he woke up from the wine, he directly asked Wang Mingzhi if he knew about it.

Wang Ming shook his head in denial, how could he know about this, even Gan Bo told him about Duan Fang and Cheng Yi's affair.

"Boyfriends are boyfriends, why are you in a hurry." He rubbed his temples on both sides, his brain was a little blunt after a hangover.

"I'm not worried." Gan Bo pouted.

"There's nothing to worry about. In my opinion, even if he's not a boyfriend now, Duanfang's boyfriend in the future can only be Brother Cheng."

Wang Ming filled his stomach with a piece of toast, as if he had seen through everything.

Gan Bo still felt something was wrong, stuffed the half-bitten toast into his mouth, and walked towards the opposite door with his slippers on.

It was already very late when the three of them came back last night, and they fell asleep immediately after they came back. When they woke up, Cheng Yi in the other room had already gone to work, and the two of them got out of bed when they couldn't bear it with hunger.

Chewing the toast in his mouth, Gambo reckoned that Duan Fang should also wake up at this time.

I don't know if Duan Fang ate it. If he didn't eat it, Wang Ming still has a little toast. Although the taste is not very good, it can barely fill his stomach.

When I entered the room, I saw Duan Fang was reading the news, holding a glass of milk in his hand, a few locks of hair were raised, and he looked lazy.

On both sides of the table are a cage of xiao long bao and a cage of siu mai, each of which is thin and full of fillings, very tasty; and on the plate in the middle is two deep-fried dough sticks and a noodle nest, deep-fried golden and oily, crispy and fragrant , Finally, there is a bowl of tofu nao sprinkled with sugar.

People smell it before they walk over it.Gan Bo took a deep breath of the aroma of the food, and his whole soul almost drifted away.

"Breakfast from Xiao Yuanxiang's house?" He added a piece of siu mai with chopsticks and put it in his mouth bluntly, after chewing it twice, he couldn't help but swallowed it.

After taking a bite of the tasty fresh meat and glutinous rice siu mai, Ganbo closed his eyes in comfort.

"If I had known that you would have gone down to buy breakfast, I wouldn't have eaten the toast baked by Xiao Ming, and now there is still a burnt taste on my tongue." While speaking, he stretched out his chopsticks and picked up two more steamed buns into his mouth.

Duanfang poured milk slowly, deeply touched by his words.Once he was too lazy to go downstairs to buy breakfast in the morning, so he ate the toast baked by Wang Ming once, and since then he has stayed away from toast.

"By the way, Xiao Fang, let me ask you something." After eating to his heart's content, Gan Bo finally remembered the business.

"The boyfriend you mentioned last night...doesn't it mean Brother Cheng?" I imitated it again.

After finishing speaking, he asked Duan Fang, "You and Brother Cheng are together like this? Did he bully you?"

"Don't just think that he treats you well, you don't know that when you are not around, he treats me and Xiao Ming fiercely."

Ever since he heard Wang Ming say that Duanfang will bend sooner or later, Gan Bo has often blackmailed Cheng Yi behind his back.

He asked very directly, and Duan Fang answered very simply.

"It's Brother Cheng. I figured it out. I don't like other people. The person I like the most is Brother Cheng besides Coco. Besides, Brother Cheng is not very vicious."

Bah, he's going to hell if he's not a murderer.Gan Bo rolled his eyes in his heart, and complained fiercely.

Thinking of what Duan Fang said just now, he stood up, pointing at his own face with a heartbroken expression, "Don't you like me and Xiao Ming?"

He didn't care about what he said at the moment, he insisted on covering his conscience and saying how he was inferior to Cheng Yi.

In fact, he was just messing around, probably because he was full and strong, and deliberately teased Duan Fang, trying to get back the scene from yesterday.But Duan Fang saw that he was acting vigorously, so he answered him.

"I'm not talking about this kind of liking."

"Not this kind of liking?" Gan Bo asked back, "Then what kind of liking are you talking about?"

"Just a little more than liking you and Brother Xiaoming." Duan Fang used his index finger and thumb to draw a distance.

Gan Bo: "..." What's going on here, is there such a direct heartache?

For some reason, the breakfast in front of me suddenly lost its attractive aroma.

He will never ask this kind of question again, no matter what the answer is, he has to be fed a mouthful of dog food, which is really annoying.

He was about to condemn Duan Fang, criticizing him for changing too fast, which was obviously not the case before, when he heard Cheng Yi's voice.

"I bought the porridge. After cooling for a while, it won't be very hot. Come and drink it."

Gan Bo looked at Cheng Yi in surprise, "Brother Cheng, you didn't go to the company today?" At this point, he thought Cheng Yi had already left for work.

Cheng Yi came over, frowned slightly, and glanced at Gan Bo, "You guys ate too much oil last night, I brought some porridge for Duanfang."

Gan Bo took a closer look and saw that he was wearing casual sportswear, and what he was holding was not a document bag but a porridge packing box.

The millet porridge of Congee Congee Road is a time-honored brand, and the business is particularly good every day.It's a pity that there is no takeaway business. If you want to eat their porridge, you have to go to the door and queue up.

Gan Bo himself went to queue once and waited for nearly half an hour before he could buy a bowl of hot porridge.Although the bowl of porridge was really delicious, he was not a particularly patient person, and he never went to queue again.

Cheng Yi, who is so impatient to do this kind of thing, actually went to the porridge road and lined up to bring porridge back for Duanfang?

Gan Bo suddenly felt a little complicated, and he didn't know whether he was surprised or envious.

Seeing Duan Fang happily drinking the hot porridge, he was so envious that his saliva flooded.He didn't smell the smell, but he didn't think much of it. When Duanfang lifted the lid, and the fragrance of the boiled just right wafted out, Gan Bo felt that his brain was about to turn into porridge.

Gan Bo said: "Xiao Fang, let me discuss with you, let me have a small bowl to taste."

Before Duan Fang could speak, Cheng Yi stretched out his hand and took Gan Bo aside.

He glanced at Gan Bo with disgust, his eyes fell from his messy hair to the pair of slippers, and he refused coldly: "If you want to eat, go buy it yourself."

Before he came in just now, this guy ate a lot of steamed buns and siu mai, and now he still wants to eat the millet porridge he bought for Duanfang?Really don't even dream.

Gan Bo was grabbed by the collar, and he felt wronged as he saw the millet porridge getting farther and farther away from him.

"Brother Cheng, can't you buy an extra bowl..." Look at how greedy he is, it's inhumane not to be able to eat.

Cheng Yi took the empty milk cup aside, looked at Gan Bo with lowered eyelids, and asked casually, "Want someone to buy you porridge?"

Gan Bo was too lazy to line up by himself, and he really wanted to drink congee porridge Taoist porridge, so he had to come to a kind person to help buy some porridge.

He nodded, "Yes, especially."

Then, he received a heart-stopping answer.

Cheng Yi was as cold as a villain in a cartoon who bullies the protagonist. He looked down at Gan Bo and said maliciously, "Whatever you think, you are not proper."

Not only that, Duanfang laughed when he heard it, and said that Ganbo could find someone who likes to get up early to help him bring porridge.

Gan Bo shook his head, "Let's forget it, I don't want to fall in love yet, it's too exaggerated to fall in love just for a mouthful of porridge." Having said that, Gan Bo was really moved at that moment.Probably the illusion brought about by the arrival of winter.

It's a pity that this remark was blocked by Cheng Yi again.

"He couldn't find it. Apart from the children's parents, I was the only one queuing outside the porridge shop." Cheng Yi said.

The implication of this is that Gan Bo wants to fall in love, so don't dream of finding someone who can wake up earlier than him and is willing to queue up to buy porridge for him.

I go!Gampo almost wanted to swear.

Is this speaking human language?Is there anyone who bullies single dogs like this?Don't you just want to have a porridge, and you still engage in personal attacks, it's completely unconscionable!

Gambo understood this sentence, and said dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you go too? Why can't I find someone who is willing to buy porridge for me?"

Before Cheng Yi could speak, Duanfang spoke first, "Brother Cheng is different from others."

This is not enough, but Cheng Yi also nodded, "Yes, I am different." After speaking, he gently rubbed Duanfang's head.Ming Duanfang's hair was not combed yet, but he touched his head as if he didn't care at all.

Gan Bo's eyes hurt from watching it, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

Seeing him coming back, Wang Ming, who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa, glanced at him and asked, "Are you still hungry?"

"I baked too much toast, and there are still a few slices left, which are all on the dining table. If you want to eat, you can take it yourself." After finishing speaking, the whole person sank into the sofa, and did not give Gan Bo any extra eyes.

The two people in the room over there smelled the steamed stuffed buns and drank hot porridge, while there were only a few slices of scary-colored toast here, so Gan Bo couldn't be more interested.

"Don't eat, I'm full."

Wang Ming reluctantly raised his eyes and asked him, "Why are you full? What did you eat at Xiaofang's?"

"What else is there to eat?" Gampo snorted, as if he was wronged, and said, "Dog food is on sale."