What do you want to do

Feng Mo drove directly to the downstairs of Zeno's dormitory, took the packaged sweet soup and walked to Zeno's dormitory.

He walked in a hurry along the way, and even brought a few familiar team members to say hello to him, but they just nodded hurriedly.

Raising his hand to knock on the door, the person who came to open the door was the second child. Seeing him, he froze for a moment, and turned sideways to let him in.

"Why did Team Feng come here?" Shouldn't this person be at home?

Glancing at the bag in Feng Mo's hand, he had a guess in his heart, which was obviously to coax Zeno.

However, after returning to the dormitory just now, Zeno seemed to be less troubled, and now he was lying on the bed with earphones on and reading those original English books.

"How much did he eat at night?" Feng Mo saw that Qinuo didn't hear his voice, and turned to look at the second child beside him.

"I didn't eat much, and I haven't eaten a bite since I called you." Shrugging, the second child took the thermos bottle in his hand, and motioned him to go out to fetch water by himself, leaving space for the two of them to get along alone.

Feng Mo sighed and nodded his thanks.

If this really made him explain what happened today in front of another person, Feng Mo would really feel embarrassed.

Seeing that the second child had gone out, Feng Mo walked to the side of Zeno's bed, put the bag in his hand on his desk, then reached into the quilt, and pinched Zeno's buttocks.

Zeno's body tensed up. Although it was impossible to be frightened all of a sudden, his heart was still beating uncontrollably.

After all, there are usually four people in the dormitory, even when the brothers are good, they will not be touched by three people. It really annoys him to be pinched.

Staring at him, he turned his head and wanted to reprimand him, but when he saw Feng Mo standing beside his bed and looking at him with a smile, he swallowed the words again.

Taking off the earphones, he glanced at his watch puzzledly, and then asked, "Didn't you just come back tomorrow?"

Although he didn't have any strange expressions, Feng Mo could see a bit of grievance in Zeno's eyes.

"Isn't this because I'm afraid you won't eat well at night, so I bought porridge for you, come down quickly, it's still hot." Feng Mo patted his butt, and motioned him to look at the plastic bag on the table .

Zeno pursed his lips and turned his body to prevent him from patting himself, but he didn't intend to get out of bed to drink porridge. Although he was hungry with nothing in his stomach at the moment, he had already dispersed after seeing Feng Mo. A lot of angry looks came back.

"If you don't eat, there won't be so many troubles if you starve to death." Tilting his head, Zeno snorted and muttered softly.

Feng Mo raised his eyebrows, supported the edge of the bed with one hand, kicked his legs and rushed up to sit beside Qino, the double-layer hard bed swayed several times.

Zeno was so frightened by his movements that his face turned pale. Usually, when he turned over in bed at night, the bed would creak and creak.

"You're going to die!" With his eyes wide open, Zeno yelled in a dissatisfied voice.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm going to die, brat, are you really angry?" Feng Mo leaned over and pulled him out of the quilt and dragged him to his side, stretching out his arms and hugging him, " If you toss around for a while, the bed will really collapse."

Zeno, who was originally struggling, immediately stopped moving when he heard his words, and was hugged by him angrily, but turned his face away from looking at him.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, didn't I explain it to you when I drove back late at night." I lowered my head and kissed the tip of his nose, Feng Mo's eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Although it made him feel uncomfortable that Zeno was jealous and angry with him, but after thinking about it, how could this person be jealous if he didn't care about himself?So think about it, in fact, I still made money.

"Explain what? If I hadn't heard your mother say that she wants you to go on a blind date today, I'm afraid you wouldn't want to mention it to me." Zeno looked up at him with a straight face, his eyes full of accusations .

Parents want to find a lovable object for their children, this kind of thing almost happens in every family, not to mention that he knows in his heart that Feng Mo's conditions are so good, and his family will definitely miss him if he is in his 20s and doesn't have a girlfriend.

He had already been prepared to hear that Feng Mo was going on a blind date, but being prepared didn't mean he was willing to listen, especially if it was said from Feng's mother on the other end of the phone, he was even more so. Depressed.

If Feng Mo had told him about this, he might not be so angry.

Zi Nuo knew that he was digging into a dead end, but although he had no idea about other things, he was always nervous when he encountered Feng Mo. This person was someone he liked, so he was a little willful.

He wanted him to know that he cared, that he was wronged.

What's wrong with boys, can't boys be jealous or narrow-minded?In this world, boys are jealous a lot.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, he simply turned his face away and snorted again.

Feng Mo's heart was brimming with joy at this moment, seeing the arrogant look of the baby Nuonuo in his arms, he liked it so much.

"Nuo Nuo, how can you be so cute." Hugging him and shaking, Feng Mo turned his face to face himself, stared straight into his eyes, and said seriously: "I, mom, let, me, tomorrow, day, bring, you, back, home."

Zeno froze for a moment, and reflexively lifted his body up to sit up, but the action was too fast and his forehead bumped into Feng Mo's nose, which was too late to back away.

Feng Mo's nose was sore from the blow, and tears welled up in his eyes instantly.

"Oh!" Covering his nose with his hand, he blinked hard twice, thinking that he was actually crying!

"Are you all right?!" Zeno was also taken aback, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover him, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay..." A muffled voice came from between his fingers, Feng Mo raised his hand to wipe his eyes, Jun's face turned red.

"Does it hurt?" Zeno climbed out of bed, took his own towel, soaked it in cold water, and handed it back to him.

Feng Mo also jumped out of bed, and now he was sitting on Zeno's chair, covering his nose with his hands.

"Take it off and let me have a look." Reaching out to take his hand, Zeno passed the towel over to give him a cold compress.

As soon as Feng Mo put down his hand, he glanced and turned around, his shoulders trembling.

"Hahahahaha."

He didn't laugh on purpose, it's because Feng Mo's face looks so funny right now, with red nose, red eyes and teary eyes, that look...it doesn't match his temperament no matter what.

Feng Mo sighed, raised his hand and pulled him back to sit on his lap, ignoring that his nose was so sore and numb that he was about to lose his feeling, he muttered, "If you laugh, you won't be angry anymore. , Be good, I was wrong, I shouldn't hide it from you."

Zeno pursed his lips, feeling that he was also angry.

It's too much for someone to hold on to you after apologizing to you.

"I'm not angry, I just feel uncomfortable."

Feng Mo nodded, resting his chin on his shoulder.

He knows, he understands.