I was spoiled after being forced to marry

The night before, He Qingmo temporarily held a video conference with a foreign client and went to bed until he was very busy.

So he slept heavily this time, and it was almost noon when he woke up.

He stretched out his hand to touch the bed in a daze, but found nothing, only then remembered that the kid went to school to report.

It seems that Tsingtao military training will take 20 days, right?And very strict.He got up at six o'clock in the morning and started running, and was able to come to an emergency meeting in the middle of the night. He Qingmo himself felt a headache when he thought of that experience, and he didn't know if the child's small body could withstand it.

Thinking wildly like this, he didn't feel sleepy anymore. He got up, took a shower and went downstairs, ready to make some coffee to deal with it, and then remembered the child's hard work yesterday, so he had a rare idea of ​​cooking, ran to open the refrigerator, took Take out a food box with the crooked words on it - siu mai.

It should be steamed and eaten.Pretty simple, that's it.

But which pot to use?Should it be steamed together with cold water, or should the cold water be boiled first and then steamed?

The man with almost zero cooking ability dialed Fan Xing's phone with interest.

At this time, Fan Xing had successfully completed the formalities, and was led to the dormitory by a beautiful senior sister.

Seeing He Qingmo's phone call coming in, he interrupted his senior sister's enthusiastic explanation with a little apology, "Sorry, I'll answer the phone." Then he answered the call and asked with a smile, "Brother is up?"

"Well. How is your side? Is everything going well?"

"It's going well, the procedures are all done, and I'll be in the dormitory soon. Is there something wrong, brother?"

"What? You can't make a phone call anymore?" The man seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his call.

"No! The senior sister who took me to the dormitory is still waiting here. I can't waste other people's time. If you have nothing to do, hang up first. I'll call you when I go to the dormitory later, okay?" Fan Xing lowered his voice and talked to the man discuss.

Who knew that the man on the other end of the phone had a weird voice, "Senior Sister? Are you pretty?"

Fan Xing didn't know why he was interested in this kind of thing, but he answered truthfully: "Well, beautiful."

"How pretty?"

"Ah? This...is..."

This question is difficult for Fan Xing. His Chinese level only allows him to say beautiful, especially beautiful, good-looking, and especially good-looking, and he really doesn’t know other adjectives.

He thought for a while, and finally gave up describing it, "If brother really wants to know, I'll ask my senior sister later if I can take a photo and send it to you, okay?"

"No need." He Qingmo on the other end of the phone seemed to lose interest all of a sudden, "Which pot do you use for steaming siu mai?"

"Brother hasn't eaten yet? Oh, so, if you want to save trouble, you can just use the rice cooker to steam it directly. If you are not afraid of trouble, then..."

"For fear of trouble, I just use the rice cooker, the black one in the corner, right?" He Qingmo obviously has no interest in that troublesome method.

Fan Xing couldn't help laughing softly, "Well, steaming for 10 minutes is almost enough, don't steam for too long, the taste will be bad."

He knew that He Qingmo didn't know how to cook, and he seldom entered the kitchen, so it might be really difficult for him today.

Fan Xing couldn't help smiling as he imagined a big man who was close to 1.9 meters wandering around the kitchen for a long time, not knowing where to start.

Fortunately, the man was probably seriously competing with the rice cooker, and he didn't hear his laughter, and he didn't care about it.

Fan Xing didn't want his senior sister to wait for him. After confirming that the siu mai was finally steamed, he hung up the phone.

In the end, the senior sister smiled and asked him ambiguously, "Are you a boyfriend?"

what?

Fan Xing froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "No, I...brother."

At this time, Fan Xing realized how useful the name he had chosen out of nowhere was. Anyway, his name is Brother He Qingmo, and whether he is his own brother is another matter.

Sure enough, the senior sister looked surprised and disappointed, "Brother? I thought you were a boyfriend in love just now."

Fan Xing smiled and said nothing, but he was a little puzzled in his heart. Didn't he answer the phone just now?I didn't say anything strange, why do you think it's a boyfriend?Still in love!

After the senior sister knew it was her brother, she didn't seem to be in the mood to gossip. She continued to introduce him to the school and took him to the freshman dormitory of the medical school.

Fan Xing came on the last day of the report, so he was the last one to arrive in the dormitory.

The other three people are easy to get along with. After helping Fan Xing, they quickly made the bed and cleaned the table.

The senior sister is also conscientious, and waited until Fan Xing knew everyone in the dormitory before saying hello and leaving.

Fan Xing thanked her very much and sent her into the elevator until she came back.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, his new roommate Qin Xiuming hooked his neck and leaned over with a gossip, "Hey, little Xingxing, it's amazing, I hooked up with such a big beauty when I just entered school today, and she even sent you upstairs , let us take good care of you, are you afraid that we will eat you up?"

Before Fan Xing had time to explain, Yu Cheng, who was sitting in front of the computer and playing games, interjected, "Qin Xiuming, are you lame? Which eye can tell that she is a beautiful woman? She has a handle like you, and she took it out before." Maybe bigger than you!"

"Fuck!" Qin Xiuming leaned over to Fan Xing, who was also dazed, with his arms around him, "Are you kidding me? A man?"

I don’t know what I’m messing with on the bed. Lu Zirui poked his head down, “Don’t you know about Lu Chi, the female clothing boss of the School of Computer Science? He Qingmo, the playboy from Guwei Technology, didn’t watch the video on the Internet before?”

Qin Xiuming frowned and pondered, "He Qingmo's boyfriend? I don't have any impression. Sigh, but I remember that one a while ago, the one who went shopping in the wholesale city. Have you seen it? I remember that the little boyfriend in that video is very good-looking."

Qin Xiuming, who was full of gossip, didn't notice how stiff Fan Xing's body was when he heard these words, and continued: "But the video focuses on He Qingmo's face, little boy The friend's face was not clearly photographed, and the video was deleted overnight, so I can't find it now. But I think it looks better than that big guy in women's clothing, what do you think?"

"Isn't it good to see that the result is still the same? You have to change it after a while. Isn't it the same for rich playboys?" Yu Cheng was playing the game, and he had to interject at the same time.

Qin Xiuming let out a long sigh, "That's right, it's not something we should worry about. But I'm still a little surprised, what kind of taste does this He Qingmo have? Do women's big men like it too? What do you think of Little Xingxing?"

He seemed to be afraid that Fan Xing would not have a sense of participation, so he pulled Fan Xing in with empathy.

After hearing what he said later, Fan Xing relaxed, and smiled, "I'm sorry, I just returned to China, so I don't know much about this kind of thing."

Qin Xiuming did not doubt that there was him, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, why did I forget, you just said that you came back from abroad when you entered the door, so you really don't understand these gossips. But it doesn't matter, the brothers will follow you one by one in the future Make it clear, so that you won't be interrupted. But now, let's go to the cafeteria to eat, it's past meal time, aren't you hungry? "

At his mention, everyone realized their stomachs were growling, so the four of them went to the cafeteria together.

Fan Xing sent He Qingmo a WeChat message on the way, worried that he hadn't eaten the siomai yet, and after sending the message, the man replied with a photo in seconds, it was steamed siomai, and it looked pretty good.

Immediately afterwards, another message came back-husband is amazing, isn't he?

Fan Xing laughed, and felt that He Qingmo, who sent this message, was similar to a kindergarten kid who asked for a little red flower, but he still replied—well, awesome!

After sending it out, he thought for a while, and then took another one—the senior sister who sent me to the dormitory just now is actually a senior brother named Lu Chi.

The man returned him a question mark.

Fan Xing didn't know what he had doubts about, maybe he wondered why he said this, or wondered why the senior sister became a senior brother after a while?

But what is certain is that He Qingmo probably has no impression of the name Lu Chi at all.

It's not surprising, after all, this Mr. He changes boyfriends as often as he changes clothes. The boyfriends who were photographed before basically only appeared once, so it's not surprising that he doesn't remember.

In fact, Fan Xing didn't tell him about it for the purpose of probing, but just to let him know that there was such a thing.

And to be honest, Fan Xing was a little surprised that He Qingmo had been with Lu Chi before, because Fan Xing felt that he and Lu Chi were completely different. How could someone like Lu Chi like him?

However, the online introduction to He Qingmo is that he likes all good-looking boys.That probably makes sense.

What Fan Xing didn't expect was that the encounter between him and Lu Chi was just the beginning. In the next few days, he met Lu Chi several times. Star Station Junzizhan was sweating profusely, and secretly stuffed him with a drink. Several people in the dormitory began to suspect that Lu Chi had changed his taste after being dumped by He Qingmo. He changed from liking domineering presidents to liking sweet little Milk dog.