I rely on survival to save the villain boss [Wearing Book]

When the two left the school, the sky became quite dark again, and the snowflakes floating in the sky also grew a little bigger.

By the time we got home, the snow on the road was as thick as the soles of our shoes.

Gu Yan stepped on it a few more times with great interest.When Fu Mingchao noticed it, Gu Yan had already stepped on a circle of love on the flat snow in front of the door.

Fu Mingchao was standing at the door holding the schoolbags of the two of them, looking at Gu Yan jumping in the snow, always felt that something was missing?...

Gu Yan left enough footprints in the snow before he touched his cold nose, and walked up to Fu Mingchao with some embarrassment, coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said, "I'm busy. We're done at the same table, let's go in."

The moment he entered the door, Gu Yan felt the empty room and? Nothing? The air-conditioning unique to the smoky living room? This? This was his only impression of Fu Mingchao's house, but he didn't expect that even on New Year's Day, It's still like this at home.

"Have you paid for natural gas?"

Gu Yan changed his shoes and walked into the living room, put a large bottle of Coke and two pieces of ginger in his arms on the table in the middle of the living room, rubbed his hands and asked.

Fu Mingchao took out the remote control from the small drawer of the coffee table, and after turning on the air conditioner in the living room, he said in a hoarse voice, "Pass it in."

Gu Yan nodded, picked up the Coke on the table, and walked towards the kitchen. Halfway through, Gu Yan stopped again, remembering what he had talked with Qin Sheng, he turned his head Looking at Fu Mingchao who was already sitting on the sofa, he felt a little guilty:

"By the way, my deskmate, when you were at the playground just now, how much did you listen to...?"

"Not much."

Fu Mingchao looked at Gu Yan, who still had a pale complexion, leaned over, took the remote control on the table, and turned the dial up two more degrees before imitating Gu Yan's tone of questioning Qin Sheng at that time: "You Do you think I like Fu Mingchao because of Song Xiang?"

Hearing this, Gu Yan quickly raised his hand and made a gesture of silence: "Okay, no? If you want to repeat the scene at the same table, I'll make you a ginger coke. Are you here? Wait for a while."

After finishing speaking, Gu Yan quickened his pace and entered the kitchen as if fleeing. The resentment towards Qin Sheng in his heart also deepened. He didn't understand why? Every time Qin Sheng pulled him, he said something meaningless topic of nutrition.

He shouldn't have hoped that Qin Sheng could provide him with useful information.

Gu Yan was a little dazed? He took out the cutting board, washed the ginger and cut it into thin slices, threw it into the pot with Coke, and unscrewed the stove button.

Fu Mingchao was sitting on the sofa, feeling the gradually rising temperature of the living room, but he was still thinking about the conversation he had heard on the playground in his mind.

When Qin Sheng was so determined and asked Gu Yan not to like him with a pleading tone, Gu Yan's first reaction was not? Negative, and asked the other party instead.

Does that mean that Gu Yan also has a little liking for himself?It was the first time that Fu Mingchao fell into this kind of entangled emotion, and the tip of his tongue kept grinding his palate, trying to extract some more information about himself from Gu Yan's few words.

When Gu Yan came out with a bowl of ginger cola, what he saw was Fu Mingchao's slightly dignified expression. He put the cola on the table, then pinched his own ears, and stared down at the table:

"Hurry up? Drink it, and go to sleep after drinking it."

According to Gu Yan's past experience, if a cold persists for more than a week, he should go to the hospital for injections and medicine.

But Fu Mingchao didn't seem to be very willing. On the way home from school, he didn't show the slightest intention to go to the hospital. Gu Yancai bought a bottle of Coke and two pieces of ginger from a nearby supermarket. Try out some recipes.

For this reason, the cola he picked was all sugar-free.

Fu Mingchao looked at Gu Yan's face, which was finally covered with a little redness by the heater, before he picked up the bowl on the table and brought it to his mouth. The strong smell of ginger swept over his sense of smell in an instant. In the mouth?, the spicy taste seems to have filled the throat.

Gu Yan looked at Fu Mingchao, who couldn't help but frown and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, his right eyelid twitched suddenly, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

Just when Fu Mingchao was about to put the bowl back in his hand, he held the bottom of the bowl firmly with one hand, and looked up at Gu Yan's "smiling" face.

With a little effort, Gu Yan put the bowl back in front of Fu Mingchao. Suddenly, he felt a sense of pride that he had guessed Fu Mingchao's thoughts in advance. He glanced at the steaming bowl: "Although I don't? Cooking, but cooking some coke and ginger? I'm better at it."

"Specially? Bought sugar-free cola, isn't it sweet? Would you like to drink it? Try it?"

Fu Mingchao's gaze stayed on Gu Yan's fingertips that were scorched red by the side of the bowl.After staying for a few seconds, he raised his eyes again and stared at the smiling eyes of the other party. His voice was low and hoarse with a nasal voice: "What's there after drinking? Is there a reward?"

Gu Yan was stunned for two seconds. At that moment, he felt that Fu Mingchao's eyes looked like those of those newborn kittens, and their heads seemed to grow a pair of cat ears out of thin air, which was extremely cute.

He withdrew his hand abruptly and straightened up, subconsciously touching his nose, always thinking that he had a nosebleed just now.

Gu Yan turned his head to stare at the wall clock on the other side of the wall, didn't dare to look at Fu Mingchao's face again, put his other hand on his mouth and asked in a very soft voice:

"What do you want? A reward?"

Fu Mingchao didn't reply, but pinched his nose and poured down the bowl of black coke, his facial expression uncontrollably lost control for a few seconds before he recovered: "What? Is everything okay?"

"It's within my ability."

Gu Yan responded to his words, put down his hand covering his mouth, walked around the small tea table, and sat on the sofa next to Fu Mingchao's arm. His expression became serious, and he looked into Fu Mingchao's eyes and said, "As long as it is my ability Anything within the scope, that can satisfy you, is fine.”

After all, he didn't give Fu Mingchao any gifts on New Year's Day. For someone like Gu Yan who has a strong sense of ritual, he always felt that something was missing.

Now that Fu Mingchao took the initiative to bring up the matter of rewards, Gu Yan felt that he was relieved. Boys of this age should have what they want, such as game consoles, headphones, mechanical keyboards, etc. sneakers.

Instead of choosing a gift by yourself by fumbling and guessing, it's better to let Fu Mingchao come up with it himself.

Gu Yan thought about it, how serious was his eyes? As soon as his eyes locked on Fu Mingchao's eyes that couldn't see too much emotion, he found that the other party seemed to be approaching him? How much?

There was a faint smell of cola and sweet ginger between the two, mixed with the heating of the air conditioner, which made Gu Yan a little dizzy, but this dizziness didn't last long, and he quickly woke up.

Fu Mingchao leaned slightly, approached, and finally stopped at a place only a few centimeters away from the tip of Gu Yan's nose, and asked aggressively:

"Reward, can you fall in love with me?"

The author has something to say: here we come, here we come, thank you everyone, I will work hard!

比一颗红豆馅铜锣烧味的心心～感谢在2021-10-1523：11：41～2021-10-1723：11：41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of your most handsome boyfriend;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!