After being reborn, the substitute turns into a green tea essence

"Zixin." Song Mohan turned his head, Cen Luo got down from the table, and he looked at the girl and called.

Song Mohan looked at the girl, this should be someone who can have lunch with Cen Luo at some point without the need for a mobile phone contact.

In fact, Song Mohan was not completely sure of Cen Luo's nature. He was the one who "forced" him back then, but later Song Mohan could feel Cen Luo's true affection for him.

In fact, Song Mohan knew almost nothing about Cen Luo's past.

Not only the past, but after they got together, he didn't know anything about Cen Luo's present, except for the things on the bed.For example, the champion of the science and technology competition, Cen Luo's class number, and... this "fan friend" named Zixin.

The big wave in front of me. Girl, red lips and white teeth, small and lovely.From the perspective of ordinary straight men, this type is called loli.

One is 181, and the other is about 160. It is the cutest height difference in the legend!

Song Mohan was also someone who watched Japanese comics when he was a child, and now he has all kinds of imagination, and he feels very uncomfortable.

"Yo~ Isn't this the legendary——uncle?" Ji Zi raised his voice at the end of his heart and let out a soft chuckle, completely ignoring Song Mohan's piercing gaze.

She bypassed Song Mohan, walked to Cen Luo's side gracefully, hooked his arm, and said coquettishly, "I'm about to starve to death~"

"Zixin, don't make trouble." Cen Luo frowned slightly, and withdrew his arm.

Touching Song Mohan's eyes again, Cen Luo felt that Song Mohan's eyes were a little red.

"Who is she?" Song Mohan felt a sudden dull pain in his heart, and he was also angry, but when he clenched his fist, his palm was soft.The two people in front of him are so well-matched, and he is like a third party.

He thought again of Cen Luo's eyes last night, seeing and thinking of others through him, and this other...could it be her?

"Uncle~ I'm Cen Luo's—" Ji Zixin took a small step, and settled in front of Song Mohan, raised his head, squinted his eyes and dragged the end of the sound deliberately.

Song Mohan's heart suddenly reached his throat.

"Friend." Cen Luo quickly answered, unconsciously meeting Song Mohan's eyes.

"Friend?! Cen Luo, I'm just your friend? Why are you so heartless! Who's on your side..." Ji Zi paused for a while, glanced at Song Mohan, then looked back at Cen Luo, Continued, "Who cooks with you every day?! At least add the word 'good' in front of it!"

"Good food friend, is it okay?"

"Cen Luo! Is the word 'best friend' so embarrassing to you? Is it a man!" Ji Zixin stared, and punched Cen Luo's chest without pain.

While being laughed angrily, Cen Luo noticed that Song Mohan's brows had eased a lot, and his eyes were no longer gloomy. His heart trembled, and he looked back at Ji Zixin, "Please go out and wait for me for a while, I will come out after I have a few words with him. "

"Lolo, let's go back and talk if we have something to say. Don't worry. It's important to cook now! Can I invite you, my best friend, to have a big meal together?"

After knowing the relationship between the two, Song Mohan's heart suddenly cleared up, but at the same time he was relieved, he wanted to realize that this "fan friend" called him - uncle? !

So... is this how Cen Luo described him to the outside world?It's only 5 years old, so what?

I am very angry again!

Song Mohan gritted his teeth and said the word "dry rice", inexplicably caught Cen Luo's smile, but the corners of his mouth pulled away quickly.

He couldn't help wondering, what did Song Mohan's changes mean?Are you closer to success?

He was instantly confused and forgot to reply to Song Mohan's words.

"Eat! The afternoon class is still early anyway! Eat the most expensive and best! Then thank you uncle." Ji Zixin continued.

Cen Luo came back to his senses, it was just a meal, it was no big deal, and he would find a chance to disgust Song Mohan later.

After he nodded, Ji Zixin pulled his sleeves and quickly dragged him out of the classroom.

"Uncle! Hurry up! What's going on? Are you sincere? Do you want a wheelchair?!" Ji Zixin shouted back.

Song Mohan's pupils shrank, his face turned cold, and he came out in three steps at a time.

If someone else hated him like this, he would have already started a war with someone, but this person is a woman and Cen Luo's best friend.

Forget it, let's take it as a disguised compensation for Cen Luo.

Cen Luo quietly turned his back, and the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

It's so good to have such a godly quote from a girlfriend!This retaliation is comparable to a violent storm, and it is much more violent than the one he secretly rubbed against.

"Uncle Terrier" was naturally not thought up by Cen Luo, it was Ji Zixin who tilted his head and opened his mouth after seeing a few photos of Song Mohan.Of course, apart from Song Mohan's suit and leather shoes, the most important thing was that she really didn't like Song Mohan and wanted to help Cen Luo vent her anger.

Cen Luo had never complained about Song Mohan with Ji Zixin, but she could tell that they were not only best friends, but also childhood friends.

Considering that Cen Luo and his "fan friends" still had classes in the afternoon, Song Mohan chose his own five-star hotel near the school.

Cen Luo followed Song Mohan for so long in his previous life and never went to a hotel under his group for dinner. The reason Cen Luo only knew in this life was that he didn't want to take him to meet people he knew.

He is just a canary raised by Song Mohan, a plaything on the bed who looks like Bai Yueguang.

But in this life, after Cen Luo's tossing and tossing in just a few months, Song Mohan really changed a lot, and such a change made him feel uncomfortable.He will have the illusion that the other party is sincerely dating him, likes him, and treats him well, but he knows that this is impossible.

It's disgusting!

During the meal, Ji Zixin turned the dishes around, put a dish in front of Cen Luo, and said to him, "Luo Luo, eat more of what you like."

Song Mohan ordered a lot of dishes. He didn't know what Cen Luo liked to eat. Hearing this sentence, he picked up the dish with his chopsticks and put it in Cen Luo's bowl.

Cen Luo was stunned for a moment, watching Song Mohan pick up half a bowl of food for him twice, his face felt hot for no reason, this was something Cen Luo never dared to think about in his previous life.

He was a little dazed, and quickly pinched his fingertips with his nails.

"Uncle, and that one, Cen Luo also likes it, pick it up!" Ji Zixin hit the iron while the iron was hot, and wanted to punish Song Mohan with the mentality of watching a play.

"Okay." Song Mohan frowned.

"and this."

"That, and that, uncle, you are so slow, if you can't do it, replace me!"

"I'll do it!" Song Mohan gritted his teeth and forced a smile.

The waiter at the side was also very busy, and kept taking small bowls. He wanted to help with the dishes again, but was stopped by Mr. Song.

He had met Mr. Song a few times before, and today he was completely surprised. The aloof image of Mr. Song in his heart was completely gone, and he seemed to be more servile than a little Luo Luo.

......

Ji Zixin chewed the vegetables slowly, but pointed them quickly with his fingers, doing both cooking and tricks.

As soon as Song Mohan turned this dish in front of him to pick it up, Ji Zixin ordered the one farthest away from him.How could Song Mohan not know that she was doing something on purpose, but he had to be patient, Cen Luo didn't say stop, maybe these dishes were really his favorite.

Since you want to make up for it, doing these things is nothing!

In just a few minutes, Cen Luo felt more and more weird. There were more than a dozen small bowls in front of him, and each one was as high as a mountain.It turned out that he just wanted to watch how Ji Zixin punished Song Mohan, so he kept silent. In the end, he found that it was not only Song Mohan who was screwed, but himself.

Just as he was about to stop him, Song Mohan knocked over the water glass in front of him with a slip of his hand.

Song Mohan had never done anything to help others with food, and Ji Zixin who was on the side kept scolding and urging him.Song Mohan had already taken off his suit, rolled up his cuffs, and stood up to work. Unexpectedly... the car overturned? !

Not to mention Cen Luo's face was splashed with water, his pants were wet, but he acquiesced to the supernatural manipulation of his best friend.

Very helpless!

"Uncle, what's the matter? Just say you can't do it, and you still don't believe it? Just say let me do it, don't you want it?" Ji Zixin continued to put food in his mouth casually, "In this way, how can I feel at ease to hand over my good girlfriend? for you?"

The scene was embarrassing, Song Mohan frowned, and the waiter felt bad. His back was chilling, and he thought Mr. Song would lose his temper in the next second, but he didn't expect...

"I'm sorry, Luo Luo, it's all my fault." Song Mohan said while taking a tissue to wipe carefully for Cen Luo.

The waiter's mouth was pursed into a straight line, and he wanted to turn into a bug and slip through the crack of the door. After all, he shouldn't be able to see this kind of scene without paying.

He felt that his job was in jeopardy.

Based on Cen Luo's understanding of Song Mohan, Ji Zixin was so provocative, Song Mohan couldn't make it to the end, and would explode at any time, but he hasn't?

He opened his eyes wide.

Song Mohan looked at Cen Luo's eyelashes trembling close at hand, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing became out of rhythm, overlapping with Cen Luo's breathing, inseparable.The tip of his nose was full of Cen Luo's smell, which was clearer than usual when he was in bed.

Song Mohan's fingertips passed through Cen Luo's hair involuntarily, and gently helped a strand of his wet hair. The clear water just now was like spring water turned from a snow-capped mountain, staining Cen Luo's eyelashes and hair. ..and lips.

His heartbeat beat fast against his chest.

The air condensed, and the "dinner" who was good at making troubles was also silent. She picked up another chopstick dish but felt abnormally full before putting it in her mouth.

"Luo Luo, here is my exclusive room with clean clothes, I will accompany you to change." Song Mohan took Cen Luo's hand.

The moment the fingers were intertwined, Cen Luo's head "boomed" loudly.

This kind of handshake has always only appeared on the bed, Cen Luo sneered inwardly, Song Mohan just wanted to take advantage of the gap to do those things with him.

No wonder it had to explode!It turned out to be waiting here!

Song Mohan was still the same Song Mohan, and he, Cen Luo, was no longer the silly Cen Luo he used to be!

Today he hasn't officially acted as Song Mohan, so he has to show some color in a while!

The author has something to say:

Cen Luo: I must give you some color later!Bite—die—you—

Song Mohan: Wife, it's more appropriate to separate the word 'bite'.