Ex-boyfriend, I lost my memory

Fang Ran almost spit out blood when he heard Yang Yuxuan's words.

"What cohabitation?" Although Fang Ran understood in his heart, he still had to confirm: "Is it the kind I think?"

Yang Yuxuan smiled: "What do you think?"

Fang Ran's face turned red, he never thought that he would live with someone, it was just... an explosive shock.

He always thought that even if he dated Yang Yuxuan, it was just a simple boy-boyfriend relationship, and it hadn't developed to the point of cohabitation, right?

But Yang Yuxuan didn't seem to be joking, Fang Ran was a little dizzy, and he couldn't accept this reality for a while.

Yang Yuxuan saw that his blushing appearance was very interesting, so he asked him, "Don't you even remember?"

"Remember what?" Fang Ran glared at him, "Don't take advantage of the mess to fool me."

Yang Yuxuan smiled: "Why don't we try living here for a while, maybe you can remember a lot of things."

"Wonderful idea." Fang Qi snorted and said, "Are you planning to let me continue to live with you?"

Yang Yuxuan nodded readily.

Fang Ran walked over and stepped on his feet fiercely: "You, think, yes, beautiful."

Yang Yuxuan didn't cry out for pain, but asked him calmly: "Have you eaten?"

Fang Qi snorted and said, "I'm full."

"I haven't eaten yet." Yang Yuxuan pulled his feet out from under Fang Ran's feet, and then opened the refrigerator. The refrigerator was full of ingredients. Yang Yuxuan took out the tomato chicken from it, and asked: "Eat pizza?"

Fang Ran thought about it, and felt that it was a pity that his bowl of hand-rolled noodles was taken away before he ate it, so he nodded in agreement.

Skillfully cut up tomatoes, onions, and chicken, then took out the pizza skin from the refrigerator, took out the cheese block, and shredded it.

"Why don't you buy a pizza?" Fang Ran asked in confusion.

"You don't like to eat." Yang Yuxuan explained: "And there is only one pizza shop nearby, and the taste is not particularly good."

Watching Yang Yuxuan skillfully put the ingredients in one by one, I was a little surprised that he could cook.

After everything is put in, sprinkle with a layer of thick cheese, it looks very delicious.

Fang Ran felt that this kind of pizza must be delicious when baked. Yang Yuxuan watched him look at his hands with shining eyes, then took out a small piece of tomato and stuffed it into Fang Ran's mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Yang Yuxuan asked.

Fang Ran nodded: "Delicious is delicious, but meat is still delicious."

Yang Yuxuan turned around and put the pizza into the oven, then cut up the lettuce to make a corn salad.

"Go watch TV first." Yang Yuxuan said, "I'll call you when it's done."

Fang Ran thought that there was nothing he could do here, so he stepped up to get half a cucumber in the vegetable basket. Yang Yuxuan saw that he was amused by his effort, so he reached out and handed the cucumber to him.

"There are snacks on the table in the living room." Yang Yuxuan said casually.

Fang Ran took a bite of the cucumber, then nodded and went to the living room. Sitting on the soft sofa, Fang Ran gnawed on the cucumber and bulged his cheeks.

After watching TV for a while, I heard a 'ding' from the oven, and then Yang Yuxuan brought out the pizza.

A strong smell of cheese came over his face, Fang Ran watched Yang Yuxuan cut up the pizza before bringing it to him.

Taking a piece of pizza casually, Yang Yuxuan said, "Be careful that it's hot, let it cool down before eating."

Fang Ran nodded, then blew twice before biting down.

Regarding the gluttonous Fang Ran, Yang Yuxuan didn't pursue it, after all, he wasn't the one who was burning, but he just reached out and handed him a bowl of salad. Fang Ran didn't like salad, so he just brought it over and put it on the table.

Yang Yuxuan still felt strange: "Why, don't you like to eat?"

"Huh?" Fang Ran was puzzled, "I don't like vegetables."

Yang Yuxuan found it interesting: "You used to like salad very much."

"My mother said the same thing." Fang Ran continued to chew the pizza and said, "But I really don't like vegetables now, maybe I liked them before."

Fang Ran didn't pay much attention to such small things, he could eat vegetables, but he didn't like them.

Finished one piece of pizza in no time, and was about to start another.

"Aren't you hungry?" Yang Yuxuan asked, "This is my pizza."

Fang Ran thought for a while, then put the pizza back in his hand: "Oh, I think it's delicious."

Having said that, his eyes didn't take his eyes off the pizza.

Yang Yuxuan reached out and picked up the piece of pizza, stuffed it into his mouth and said, "Yeah, I think it's delicious too."

Fang Ran looked at the salad, then stretched out his hand to take a few bites, and found that the taste was actually good, after all, he likes sweets very much.

"Are you really planning to come and live here?" Yang Yuxuan asked.

The noisy entertainment program on TV was still playing, Fang Ran said, "I want to live in a dormitory."

"But the housekeeping fee of more than 100 a week is very expensive." Yang Yuxuan said as if he was really embarrassed: "You might as well live in and clean up by the way."

Fang Ran almost spat out the salad: "Why should I clean?"

"Because this is your house." Yang Yuxuan said righteous words.

Fang Ran put down the half-eaten salad: "You should take me back to the dormitory."

"Aren't you planning to go back to the dormitory today?"

"I'm afraid that if I can't go back now, I will have to work hard here in the future."

Yang Yuxuan couldn't stop laughing at this sentence, and then stretched out his hand to grab Fang Ran.

Fang Ran was puzzled, and when he turned his head, he saw Yang Yuxuan was possessed and crushed him.

Fang Ran, who had just finished eating, almost spit out the mixed blood salad in one breath: "Damn it, Yang Yuxuan, why did you suddenly overwhelm me!"

Yang Yuxuan pressed his forehead against Fang Ran and asked him, "Can I kiss you?"

"No, get out."

Yang Yuxuan lowered his head and deeply kissed the person under him.

After the kiss, Fang Ran burst into tears from anger: "Bastard, didn't you ask me if I could kiss?"

"I'm just asking, I didn't say I won't kiss you if you say no." Yang Yuxuan's hooliganism is also top-notch.

Fang Ran was so enraged that he couldn't speak.

Yang Yuxuan stopped making trouble, and helped him up: "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Fang Ran shuddered all over.

Yang Yuxuan said lightly: "You sleep in the master bedroom upstairs, and I sleep in the guest room."

When Fang Ran went upstairs, he still felt something strange.

Looking at the warm decorations in the house, Fang Ran felt that this might really be where he lived before. As for why he said that, it was probably because the decorations inside were all his favorite.

The bed is light brown, Fang Ran remembers that his own bed is also this color, it looks very comfortable, I heard that this color can also promote sleep.

The indoor light is yellowish, not too dim, it looks more warm and drowsy.

Fang Ran took off his coat and shoes and got into bed, planning to play with his phone for a while before going to sleep.

At this time, Yang Yuxuan pushed the door and entered, startling Fang Ran.

"Wen Tian called me just now, and I asked her to tell your roommate that you won't be going back today." Yang Yuxuan didn't come in, but just leaned against the door and said.

Fang Ran blinked: "Oh."

Yang Yuxuan smiled: "Are you still afraid of my night attack?"

"If you want to attack me at night, you can't control it." Fang Ran spread his hands, "But you may not see me in the future."

Yang Yuxuan nodded, and then closed the door, letting him go to bed early.

And Wen Tian is eating barbecue and drinking beer with four big men.

The three of Sun Zhe and Wen Tian huddled together, leaving a table on one side for Chen Feng. Chen Feng didn't express any dissatisfaction with such special treatment, and drank from his cup on his own.

Seeing how vigorously he was drinking, Wen Tian even despised him: "Why do you only drink Sprite and not some beer?"

Chen Feng said: "I will drive soon, and I don't like drinking."

Wen Tian and the others expressed slight differences in his dialogue with such a positive outlook.

"Chen Feng always feels like a different person."

"It's a miracle that he doesn't drink and doesn't cause trouble."

Chen Feng didn't care about them either, he ate barbecue while eating hand-rolled noodles.

Seeing that his food was delicious, Wen Tian leaned over and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Chen Feng ignored him, he knew the nature of this little devil, Wen Tian, ​​and he had learned it several times, so he naturally learned not to talk to her.

Wen Tian didn't continue talking to Chen Feng, but turned to chat with Sun Zhe and the others.

Sun Zhe and the elders were a little cautious at first, but they started to get angry when they chatted, and they started to brag when they swung their arms and legs.

Wen Tian doesn't like their bragging, and they also talk about things in the game. Although Wen Tian doesn't play games, she doesn't like listening to them.

From time to time, I have to add a sentence, saying that when I was in the United States, I used to watch other people's competitive games.

For the four people who were blowing hype, Chen Feng still drank Sprite and ate barbecue, and had no intention of leaving at all. It seemed that he really came to have a meal, but whoever came all the way to the school to eat barbecue, which place can't eat it.

Wen Tian was also tired, looking back at him eating the barbecue bite by bite, it was delicious.

"Why are you here today?" Wen Tian asked him.

Chen Feng chewed and said, "I'll come and see Fang Ran."

For such a candid Chen Feng, Wen Tian expressed that she was very strange. She actually refused when Chen Feng pursued him at first, but Chen Feng who was in the dog skin plaster was still calling her.

Anyway, Miss Wen was used to being pursued by others, so she kept her as a spare tire, but why did the straight and straight rich second generation suddenly bend when she met Fang Ran?

Generally speaking, those who can bend are definitely not straight, and those who say they are straight usually have not met anyone who can bend themselves.