What do you want to do

Feng Mo parked the car in the garage, then opened the rear door, and saw the two younger siblings looking at him in a daze, raising their eyebrows, looking at the clothes covering the two little guys, he reached out and took them over, " Wake up? Get out of the car and come home."

After saying this, two nannies greeted him from the house, and picked up the little guy one by one, and said to Feng Mo: "Sir and Madam are waiting for the young master to serve dinner."

Feng Mo nodded, picked up two pieces of Zeno's clothes and walked towards the main entrance.

Feng Mo's mother is 45 years old this year. Although she gave birth to a pair of twins just a few years ago, she has taken care of her very well and is still very young.

Not to mention Feng Mo's father, since his son is so handsome, he is naturally handsome too.

"I just finished talking to your father, don't dare to go home after losing Lingling and Zeze." Feng's mother sat on the sofa and raised her eyebrows when she saw Feng Mo coming in.

"Take them to the bookstore." Feng Mo shrugged and walked towards the stairs.His room is on the second floor.

"Wait a minute, whose clothes are you holding in your hand?" Why didn't she know that her son still had this kind of clothes, and it didn't look like they were newly bought.

"A junior, Mom, you're taking too much care." Feng Mo said angrily, then ignored his mother, and went upstairs to the bedroom to take a shower.

It really broke him today, and he will never take the two children out alone again, it is too tiring, even more tiring than him playing basketball.

The nanny changed Feng Ze and Feng Ling's clothes, and then the two rejuvenated little guys ran to their mother and shared today's results with their mother with a smile.

The two little guys were smart enough not to tell the story of their loss, but Feng Ling kept talking about Brother Nuonuo's this and Brother Nuonuo's that, which made Feng's mother a little puzzled.

Who is Brother Nuonuo?Her son's junior?

After Feng Mo finished his shower and came out of the bedroom to the dining room, the family of four was waiting there. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Dinner, Mom and Dad, I will start going back to school tomorrow."

Father Feng glanced at him, raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Didn't you say that the school dormitory was tense, that's why you went home?"

"Who knew that the new dormitory would be built in three months. If I had known, I wouldn't have to go back and forth. The coach called me yesterday to let me go back to practice." Feng Mo, who is already a junior, is the captain of the school's basketball team. Going to train, I'm afraid the players below will also be burnt out.

He has to lead by example.

"Be careful of your own safety. Your coach thinks highly of you." Father Feng nodded and agreed to his proposal.

"Son, what's the name of that junior of yours? He's also on the basketball team?" Mother Feng picked up a piece of chicken for the little princess, then turned to look at Feng Mo.

She was really curious, what kind of junior could subdue her delicate little princess.

After all, they are old-fashioned and twins, so Feng Ze and Feng Ling are pampered at home, and only Feng Mo will stare at them, and the others don't think it is enough to pamper and protect them.

"No, it's just a new student. I met him in a bookstore." Feng Mo chewed for a while, and then continued to stuff food into his mouth as if nothing had happened.

"Brother Nuonuo is alright, brother, where's Brother Nuonuo?" Feng Ling turned his face and looked at Feng Mo with a puffy face, his big watery eyes were full of doubts.

Why can't she see Brother Nuonuo after she sleeps and wakes up?

Feng Ze yelled at the side, agreeing with what his sister said.

"Brother Nuonuo is still hugging my sister and me to sleep, but it's warmer, better than my brother."

Feng Mo rolled his eyes and sneered, "Better than me? Brat, are you looking for a beating? Don't think I forgot what you did today."

Feng Ze pouted, and obediently lowered his head to eat.

Hmph, my brother will bully him.

"Brother Nuonuo? What's your name Nuo?" Mother Feng was very curious, and she paid a lot of attention to young people who could capture the hearts of two little babies at once.

Although I know that my son has many classmates and friends, but there is really no one who can make two babies like it at the same time.The two babies in her family are very picky, and most people don't like them at all, let alone sleep with them.

"Zino, Mom, I remember, Brother Nuonuo's name is Qinuo." Feng Ze shook his little hand and yelled.

Feng Mo turned his head to look at him, gritted his teeth, "I can't keep my mouth shut, eat quickly, and go to sleep after eating."

"Feng Mo, that's your younger brother." Feng's father couldn't stand it anymore, he was still the father, how could the elder son discipline the younger son like this.

"You just get used to it, and you will be happy when you get used to being the second generation ancestor." Feng Mo snorted coldly, put down the bowls and chopsticks and stood up, "After eating, you eat slowly."

"Why is this kid still angry, Lao Feng, and you too, a loving father is a loser." Everyone in this family panicked at Feng Mo's temper, Feng Mo's temper was very much like the old man of the Feng family, too hot It's one o'clock.

"You know how to rely on me, we're not the same, you have the nerve to say it." Father Feng snorted and continued to eat.

Back in the room, Feng Mo looked at the two coats he had thrown on the sofa beside him, thought for a while, took them to the bathroom, and washed them.

God knows that his own clothes are washed by the nanny, and this is the first time to wash clothes for others, so it's okay, at least it's clean.

Find a time to return the clothes to Zeno, it is estimated that he is just an ordinary student with little money, just look at his casual clothes today, it only costs 300 yuan from head to toe.

Feng Mo, who was lying on the bed and reading basketball magazines, curled his lips, and muttered in his heart, he is poor.

Freshman's subjects are very tight, from morning to night every day, and Zeno himself is a serious person, so every time he has to sit in the first row of class, he works hard and even the teacher remembers him.

After a long time, Zeno, who was not used to communicating with others in the class, was invisible, and even many boys and girls talked about him behind his back, saying that he was too good at flattering the teacher. Every class must be called by name, so that they can't skip class.

Zeno knew about these discussions, but didn't care.

He knew that he didn't have any talent for learning, and he had to memorize those things by rote, so he took notes carefully in class, and went back to the dormitory after class to look at them.

Three roommates in the dormitory laughed at him, saying that he was still learning to do books like a high school student.Zeno just smiled and didn't refute.

Anyway, there is no harm in memorizing them all, maybe they will be used at any time.

Sometimes he is really stubborn, admits death, and must do what he decides, and it is difficult for others to change.

Time flies to November, and the weather has turned cold. Two days ago, Zi Nuo bought a coat online. The quality was not very good, but the most important thing was that it was cheap.

"Si'er, the sports meeting is coming soon. Don't you apply for an event? If you get the ranking, you will get credits." The boss who just came back from the basketball team opened the door and came in. Seeing him put on clothes, he asked. .

"I can't, I can't run, I can't jump, I can be a cheerleader." Putting on two coats with no expression on his face, Zeno turned to look at the boss.

The second child came in after the eldest, wearing shorts and a vest, sweating profusely.It was a perfect comparison with Zeno's appearance, one winter and one summer.

"Are you going to be a cheerleader with your poker face? Don't talk about it." He raised his hand and rubbed Zeno's head, and put it on his shoulder affectionately.

"...you smell so bad." Zeno turned his body sideways to push him away, took a step back, covered his nose, and muttered softly.

The second child's face turned green, he pulled the collar of his vest and slapped it twice, shouting: "This smells like a man, man!"

"Men are not bad, you can go take a bath." The boss laughed from the side, reached out and took the second child's towel and threw it to him.

"Aren't you also covered in sweat, what right do you have to say about me?" The second child took the towel and wiped his head, turned to look at Zeno who took another step back, and smacked his lips, "Fourth, tell me, is the boss Also rotten?"

Zeno shrugged, and had already retreated to the window, turned around and opened the window for ventilation.

"You are all rotten, but the boss and the third child change their socks every day, and you only change them once a week. Those socks are already set and can stand on their own." Zeno pouted and pointed. The second pair took off yesterday. His socks and his slippers were placed side by side on his lower bunk, standing upright, if you have the courage to touch them, you will know that they are hard.

The boss laughed out loud, took out the washbasin from under the bed, pulled the twitching second child out, and said as he walked, "Let's go, my brother will accompany you to take a bath, don't try to get run on in the dormitory. "

The second child snorted, glared at the innocent Zeno, took the basin and left.

They go to the public baths, which are huge.

Zeno blinked his eyes, glanced at the backs of the two, and said, "What's for dinner tonight, I'll go to the cafeteria and bring it back to you." When they came back, there was only vegetable soup waiting for them in the cafeteria.

"Even if you still have a conscience, I want to eat rice with tomatoes and eggs, and the boss eats ramen noodles, both of which are large." The second child turned to Zi Nuo and said with a smile. He knew that the fourth child would not ignore them.

Zeno nodded, then remembered that he hadn't seen the third child, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the third child?"

"He's gone to the cafeteria. If you move quickly, you should be able to see him." As the voice fell to the ground, the door of the dormitory was also closed.

Zi Nuo hurriedly took the lunch box, and then turned out the lunch boxes of the eldest and the third child, opened it, and his eyes were dark...

There was still leftovers from last night in their lunch boxes, which smelled bad.

"..." Dazed for a moment, Zeno sighed, and resigned himself to helping them clean the lunch boxes, then took a plastic bag and knocked the three empty lunch boxes together, and then went downstairs to the cafeteria.

I have never seen such a useless person, even if it is a man, it is unbearable to be so useless.

There are a lot of people in the cafeteria, and everyone who looks at Wuyang Wuyang at a glance is full of people, men and women lined up in long lines, crowded.

Zeno stood obediently at the end of the line, moving forward little by little.