What do you want to do

Feng Mo's expression was full of disdain, he sneered, looked at Zeno and said: "You can't even grasp what you want, so why talk about feelings."

In his opinion, if you identify a person, you can do anything for him, come out?Isn't that what it should be.We also want to grow old together and hold our son's hand.

These words were too sour, Feng Mo couldn't say it out, he wasn't that hypocritical.

Zeno tilted his head, thought about Feng Mo's words, then nodded and said, "I told him, if I want to be with someone, I will be with him no matter whether the family agrees or not, even if he is a man." It doesn't matter, as long as it's worth my money."

"Oh?" Feng Mo reached out and pinched his chin to make him look up, and took a tissue with the other hand to remove the rice sticking to the corner of his mouth, raising his eyebrows, "The mouth is too small to eat, eat it on the cheeks? "

Zeno wrinkled his nose, raised his hand and scratched his face, glared at him and continued to eat, looking at him with puffed cheeks, "You have a big mouth."

"You don't know if I have a big mouth?" Feng Mo looked at him teasingly, with a wicked smile in his eyes.

Interesting.

Zeno took a tight breath, rolled his eyes at him and ignored him, muttering inwardly, shameless.

Feng Mo didn't tease him anymore, he just saw that the food on his plate was almost finished, and continued to pick some up, and then bowed his head to eat.

The two didn't have much conversation, but Zeno felt that this feeling was very good.

He was almost full after eating. He propped his chin with one hand and tilted his head to look at Feng Mo. Feng Mo ate very fast, but he didn't make the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl and flat plate. I didn't see how he moved. After the meal is finished, move on to the next bowl.

He only slowed down when he knew the third bowl, took a moment to glance at Zeno, and saw him staring at himself, he knew that it was because he disliked him for eating too much, and he was probably secretly muttering that he was an idiot. .

"Why don't you eat? Are you full?" Zeno blinked, he hadn't seen enough yet.

"You're staring at me helplessly, telling me how to eat." Feng Mo sighed and reached out to wipe his mouth with a tissue, glanced at his watch and asked, "Do you have class tonight?"

"Well, yes." Seeing that he didn't eat, Zeno felt a little pity, sniffed and pouted, "I don't want to go, it's so cold in the classroom."

"Good baby can't skip class." Feng Mo chuckled, stood up and took his scarf and coat and lifted his chin, "Come here and put them on, I'll take you to buy clothes."

"Ah? I don't want it. You make me feel like I have been adopted by you. If others find out, I will gossip." Zeno shook his head again and refused, but stood up and walked to Feng Mo's side, and raised his hand to let him put his clothes on. Going up, he tilted his head slightly and asked him to wrap the scarf around himself.

"What are they doing so much?" Feng Mo snorted coldly, put his hand on his shoulder and squeezed it, "Just as a gift to accompany those two little things tomorrow, when I went out today, they were still clamoring to see you soon When it comes to you, tsk, I didn't expect you to be a child."

Zeno tilted his head and frowned, and was led outside by him, disagreeing with Feng Mo's words, "I'm not destined to be a child. In the past, at my grandfather's house, the children in the village didn't like to play with me and disliked me. Later, the kids in the school class didn’t like to play with me either.”

"Well, with your personality, you must have had few friends before college." Feng Mo kept smiling slightly, and tilted his head to look at him as he walked. He was taller than Zeno, and when he looked down, he could just see the top of his head.

Zeno's hair was very black, very thin and soft, and it felt smooth to the touch.

"I don't have many friends now. If it weren't for the boss and the three of them taking care of me so much, I would probably still be alone." As he spoke, Zeno felt a little aggrieved, and he also wanted to be like other boys with three or five people every day. Go out to play basketball or football, or go somewhere to have fun, but his character is like this, he will always offend people inadvertently, even he doesn't know it.

"Feng Mo, do I hate you?" He still remembered that Feng Mo had said that he hated this.

Hearing his question, Feng Mo obviously remembered what he had said, smacked his lips and nodded lightly, looked at him seriously but with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Well, it's quite annoying."

"Then I won't change it." Zeno tilted his head and raised his chin, angrily turned his head away from him, but his ears turned red.

He seems to have heard the second half of Feng Mo's unspoken sentence - it's quite annoying, but I like it.

After driving to the mall, Feng Mo swiped his card and bought two winter coats for Qinuo, one long coat was beige, and the other short coat was sky blue.

Also bought two sweaters, but ordinary black and gray.Pants are jeans, Zi Nuo likes black and dark blue, and Feng Mo also likes these two colors.

When he walked to the underwear store, Feng Mo pulled Qinuo to buy him underwear, which caused Qino to stare blankly and kicked him on the calf.

What a joke, he has underwear, so there is no need for Feng Mo to buy it for him!

"Go back and throw away those crap things of yours. They don't keep you warm and take up space." Feng Mo put the bag in his hand on the back seat, then turned to look at Zeno.

At this moment, Zeno was wearing a sky blue short coat, standing aside with his hands in his pockets, looking at him, he curled his lips when he heard him say that, neither agreed nor refused.

Those are all bought with money, so if you don’t want to keep warm, you can wear two more.

"Did you hear me?" Feng Mo stretched out his hand to pull him over, and looked down at him.

"I heard." He heard and did not do anything.

Raising his hand to pinch his ear, Feng Mo lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, and snorted coldly: "If you don't throw it away, let's see how I deal with you."

"I won't throw that away either." Zeno raised his head and stared, showing his stubborn temper.

Why are you so domineering, you can still wear your own clothes, why throw them away, it's a waste.

"You really don't want to throw it away?" Feng Mo slowly raised the corners of his mouth, looking a little sinister and vicious.

In an instant, a dark wind blew from his back, and Zeno wanted to take a step back to avoid it, but he held Feng Mo on the back of his hand and his waist, so he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

"Throw it away?" Feng Mo bent down and slowly moved his face closer.

"...Don't throw it away." He glanced around but didn't dare to meet Feng Mo's eyes. Zeno felt that Feng Mo was so scary now, even scarier than when he lost his temper.But he also has a temper, very stubborn.

Feng Mo was not annoyed when he heard such an answer, he even grinned in a good mood, and then...

"Oh!" His lips were bitten.Zeno stared wide-eyed, covered his mouth with his hand that was not being held, and looked at Feng Mo dissatisfied, "You bit me!"

"Well, I'll bite you." Pulling his hand away, Feng Mo moved closer, this time it wasn't a bite, but a kiss.

He fell in love with the feeling of entangled lips and tongues with Zeno, which made him addicted.

Zeno stood on tiptoe slightly, raised his head and opened his mouth slightly, closed his eyes and snuggled into his chest uncontrollably, with the tip of his tongue gently catering to him.

He likes Feng Mo to kiss him, the warm breath coming from Feng Mo's body is so comfortable.

"Hey, don't rub me." Feng Mo raised his head and let him go, locked him tightly in his arms, lowered his head and rubbed against his neck, and opened his mouth to gently bite his white skin exposed to the air. Neck meat, grumbled.

Zeno buried his face in his chest, burning.

He understood what Feng Mo meant when he said don't rub against me, he is also a boy, and he also has impulsiveness, and now he is impulsive.

After a while, Feng Mo looked up at him, and laughed out loud.

She raised her hand and squeezed his cheeks, leaned over to kiss his forehead, turned around and opened the car door, "Go, go back to school, if you don't go back, you'll be late for class."

After driving the car out of the underground parking lot, Feng Mo took a look in the rearview mirror. Someone bumped into him when he was kissing Zeno just now, but it's okay, that person avoided.

The second child leaned against the stone pillar with a pale face. When he saw Feng Mo and Qinuo just now, he originally planned to go there to say hello and take the car, but...but what did he see?Feng Mo and Qinuo actually embraced and kissed passionately, God, he must have read it wrong!

But... the second child looked down at his phone, he owed a hand just now, and actually took a picture of it.

He scratched his hair irritably, watched Feng Mo's car come out from behind the pillar after leaving, then turned around and went to the elevator, and he took a taxi back by himself.

Forget it, this is their business, and I won't tell others about it.After deleting the photos on the phone, the second child sighed.

"Do you want to have supper?" Feng Mo asked Qinuo who got off the car.

Zeno shook his head and rubbed his belly, "I'm full, and I won't be able to sleep if I eat too much at night."

"Tsk, rat stomach, eat so little." Feng Mo's eyes were full of contempt, and Zeno didn't eat much just now, at least much less than him.

"Yeah, yeah, you're an idiot, how can you compare with you." Zeno shrugged indifferently, and waved his hand, "Hurry up, hurry up." The car stopped in front of the teaching building, and many students had already attracted attention. look this way.

"Dare to despise me?" Feng Mo narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised his finger and pointed at the tip of his nose, "Go ahead, put the clothes in my dormitory, you can come and get them after class."

"...Can I not go?" Thinking of the comfort level of Fengmo's dormitory, Zeno thought itchy to go, but reason told him that he couldn't go.

Although he dared to show his teeth to Feng Moliang, a milk cat is a milk cat, and it doesn't hurt to bite people.

"No." Feng Mo raised his eyebrows and flatly refused.

"Overbearing." Zeno curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, then waved his hand goodbye.

Feng Mo went back to the dormitory, and took a bunch of bags, which attracted the attention of many people. They were all curious, did the commander-in-chief go shopping for a long time?

Open the door and enter the house, but Longlong is not there.

Feng Mo didn't care either, that guy ran out to stay for a night from time to time, probably fooling around with Feng Yu again.

He usually practiced in the gymnasium when he was free, and it was the same today, especially when he was excited at the moment, he changed into sportswear and went to the gymnasium while shooting basketball.

There are quite a lot of people in the gymnasium at night, those who play badminton and volleyball are all sophomores.

Liu Li was contacting the three-pointer. When he heard the sound of the ball, he turned his head to look. He opened his mouth wide in surprise and asked, "Captain? Didn't you go home?"

He remembered that he asked Feng Mo at noon if he wanted to train together in the afternoon, and he said he wanted to go home and fix the computer.

"Yeah, I'm back again, come on, let's practice with you for a while." Feng Mo smiled at him flamboyantly, very handsome.

Liu Li froze for a moment, his legs went limp.

What is Marshal Feng doing, he actually treats him kindly, this, this, this, is this trying to kill him? ! !This must be playing him to death!

Feng Mo didn't play him to death, he just tired him half to death.

As if he was venting his excess experience, he led Liu Li to run and jump around the field, and finally Liu Li collapsed on the ground, and he was also out of breath.

"Marshal Feng, is your phone ringing?" Liu Li lay on the floor and turned to look at Feng Mo. He seemed to hear the phone ringing.

Feng Mo touched his pocket, blinked, it was over, he forgot his phone in the dormitory.

"I'm leaving, you can play by yourself." Without even picking up the basketball, he just ran away.