Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

In the aisle, only the breathing of the two people and Cheng Yue's own heartbeat could be heard.

After a few seconds and still not waiting for An Mingyu's answer, Cheng Yue's heart thumped, and he leaned forward abruptly, standing on tiptoe to prove what he said.

But he was unsuccessful.

An Mingyu stretched out her arms to stop him.

Seeing the stunned face of the person in front of him, he explained: "I smoked and my body stinks."

As soon as the words fell, An Mingyu suddenly felt the neckline being pulled, his feet were unsteady, and he took a step forward.

Then, there was warmth on the lips.

His eyes widened slightly.

Cheng Yue was still shy, his closed eyelashes were trembling, and he clumsily didn't know what to do when he put his lips together.

How did An Mingyu kiss him last time...

Cheng Yue thought about it for a moment, then stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

The muscles on An Mingyu's back tightened at this moment, and then slowly relaxed.

He didn't open his mouth.

Dare to pull him over and kiss him is already the limit, and Cheng Yue doesn't have the courage to kiss him presumptuously.

Cheng Yue started to feel ashamed, but he didn't want to back down, and tentatively reached out to climb An Mingyu's shoulder.

The charming atmosphere didn't last for a few seconds, he licked An Mingyu like a chicken pecking at rice for a while, but he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe, he suddenly caught the smell of cigarettes on his body.

"Cough cough... um cough cough cough..."

The tears that he had choked to go away floated up again.

An Mingyu backed away a few steps, helplessly patting his back for comfort: "Hurrying to smell second-hand smoke?"

Cheng Yue recovered his strength to look at him, his eyes were still bright: "I don't dislike you."

An Mingyu's throat rolled.

Terrible.

He didn't continue this topic, took out the key to open the door, and smiled: "How can there be someone who kisses someone on the first day after chasing someone?"

Oh too.

Cheng Yue mumbled, blushing and lowered his head.

So, did he agree to reconcile?

"I, shall I go back to the dormitory first?" He glanced at the entrance and asked in a low voice.

Even if they reconcile, it doesn't seem very polite to live in someone else's house on the first day of chasing someone.

An Mingyu paused: "It's almost 11:30."

Cheng Yue let out an "ah".

An Mingyu brought him a new pair of slippers, and teased: "What? Didn't Mr. Cheng think about staying at my dormitory door?"

He really thought about it.

If An Mingyu still ignored him, he would squat here with a stern face until he was willing to talk to him.

But thinking about it, it's another thing to be told the truth by An Mingyu in person.

Cheng Yue's face was hot, and he said hypocritically: "No, I didn't pay attention to the time."

An Mingyu didn't expose him, for fear of teasing him: "Come in, what are you holding?"

It's the fruit fried chicken I bought to make you happy.

But after a few hours, the fried chicken is already cool.

Cheng Yue hid the bag behind his back: "It's nothing."

The smell was really strong, and An Mingyu didn't stay in the living room for fear that he would smell it and cough again.

"The microwave can be heated." He took a set of clothes and walked to the bathroom. "There should be some noodles in the cupboard."

This little fool has been guarding the door for an unknown amount of time, and he definitely didn't eat dinner.

After he finished speaking, he gestured to the clothes in his hand: "I'll take a shower."

Cheng Yue saw the blue pajamas and blinked: "OK."

There was a sound of closing the bathroom door. He went into the kitchen to heat up the fried chicken. After thinking about it, he cooked two bowls of noodles, and then put some thought into pouring the sauce on it, and arranged a simple plate.

Taking advantage of this moment, Cheng Yue turned on the phone.

The group news that I haven't watched is about to explode.

The last one was just posted by An Mingyu [@杨凯尧, I’m here, nothing happened. 】

He apologized to Yang Kaimiao, and sat waiting for An Mingyu to come out of the shower.

The noodles on the table were steaming hot, and Cheng Yuekong's empty stomach felt even more uncomfortable.

No.

He had to wait for An Mingyu, so he couldn't eat first by himself.

When An Mingyu came out after washing, what he saw was the person at the table lying down and looking forward to him.

He laughed: "Do it for me?"

"Yeah!" Cheng Yue nodded, "I overheated the fried chicken, and the jam is still there."

He pushed the plate in front of An Mingyu.

"Thank you." He did hang out in the Internet cafe all afternoon, numb himself with two packs of cigarettes, and now he smelled the aroma of food and seemed to come back to life.

The two had a simple dinner together.

Cheng Yue walked into the bathroom with a suit of clothes that An Mingyu found for him, smelled the shower gel left by the other party's previous bath, and then reacted belatedly.

He... confessed to An Mingyu.

He also kissed him by pulling his collar, and stuck out his tongue to lick him.

Cheng Yue looked into the mirror.

The person in the mirror blushes like he just got out of a sauna.

He pursed his lips, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't suppress a smile.

Cheng Yue held the underwear in his hands, buried his face in it, and took a deep breath.

Hmm, the taste of An Mingyu.

He looked at the shower gel on the bathroom shelf.

Does it smell the same as him after washing?

As soon as this strange idea came up, Cheng Yue covered his face with his hands.

How does he look like a pervert...

After dawdling for a long time, Cheng Yue came out of the bathroom wearing clothes that were obviously a few sizes too big.

As soon as he went out, he saw An Mingyu walking out of the bedroom with a quilt in his arms.

Cheng Yue was stunned: "An Mingyu... what are you doing?"

"Make the bed." An Mingyu said concisely, throwing the quilt on the sofa in the living room.

Turning around, he said: "The guest room has been converted into a study by me, and there is only one bedroom."

Cheng Yue thought the same, he couldn't come to someone else's house and occupy another bedroom.

But I still feel a pity in my heart.

Unfortunately... what?

Cheng Yue had a flash of inspiration.

"We...we can sleep in the bedroom together."

An Mingyu stopped spreading the quilt for a few seconds and didn't answer.

Cheng Yue touched the sleeves that were as long as his fingertips, and said, "Anyway, I've slept in the hotel once before."

After finishing speaking, he himself blushed.

He seemed to wake up from An Mingyu's arms that day.

"you really are……"

An Mingyu endured the itch like a cat scratching in her heart and walked in front of Cheng Yue: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

In the middle of the night, lonely and widowed men, still talking and sleeping together.

Cheng Yue whispered, "I know."

He knew that An Mingyu had him in his heart, so he spoke even more brazenly: "I just want to sleep with you."

I just hid in the bathroom and secretly looked up the essentials of chasing people. First of all, the first thing is to be "shameless".

Cheng Yue understood immediately after reading it.

There's nothing to be ashamed of, he likes An Mingyu, and An Mingyu likes him too.

There's nothing wrong with wanting to be close to the person you like.

An Mingyu stood where she was.

Cheng Yue quietly raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes lit up: "An Mingyu!"

An Mingyu turned around and picked up the quilt on the sofa, her voice was a bit unnatural: "Go back to the room and sleep."

Cheng Yue smiled like a child discovering a treasure: "You are blushing!"

An Mingyu ignored him.

Cheng Yue persisted: "Are you shy?"

The boy with his back to him lowered his head and spread the quilt seriously.

Cheng Yue approached him and poked An Mingyu's waist: "Your ears are red too, An Mingyu."

An Mingyu grabbed his troublesome hand and pretended to be fierce: "Do you still want to sleep together?"

"think."

"Don't make a fuss if you think about it."

Cheng Yue smiled: "Okay."

The second most important thing about chasing people is to be pampered.

What he says is what he says.

After turning off the lights, Cheng Yue lay in the middle of the bed.

He glanced sideways.

An Mingyu slept soundly.

This time, he wished he wasn't the one who slept next to the bed.

The room was quiet.

But he knew that An Mingyu was not asleep.

Cheng Yue bit his lower lip, boldly hid his arms under the quilt, and leaned towards the other party bit by bit.

Suddenly, his fingertips touched a heat source.

It was An Mingyu's arm.

Cheng Yue went down to find his hand.

Before he could hold it, the person next to him sat up with a "swish".

The bedside lamp turned on with a "snap".

Cheng Yue's arm bulged under the quilt and was caught on the spot.

"I won't sleep if you move around anymore." An Mingyu's voice was a little hoarse.

Cheng Yue didn't understand what he meant, and turned his head recklessly: "Okay, I won't sleep if I don't sleep."

An Mingyu was a little surprised, raised her eyebrows, and opened her mouth.

"I can watch the moon with you." Cheng Yue's eyes were wide open, and the corners of his pink lips curled up, looking up at him, "Or chat with you, watching movies or playing games."

He finished all the things he found on the Internet to make sure that nothing was missed.

Cheng Yue looked at him expectantly: "How about it? You choose one."

An Mingyu: "..."

An Mingyu: "Look at the moon?"

playing games?See a movie?chat?

This goes where.

He swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Look at the moon, go to sleep, wake up and look at the sun." Turning off the bedside light switch with one hand, An Mingyu lay down heavily under the quilt.

There was an overwhelmed sound of "creaking" from the whole bed.

Cheng Yue: "Are you angry?"

Cheng Yue: "Did I say something wrong?"

He moved to An Mingyu's side.

"No, go to sleep." The latter muffled in the dark.

Cheng Yue thought for a moment, the problem should be in the sentence he said.

He tentatively asked, "Then what do you like to do?"

No answer.

He thought of something and hid under the quilt in embarrassment.

But you can't kiss all night.

What else can you do with the one you love?

Suddenly, a word flashed across Cheng Yue's mind.

He froze.

Then, his face flushed red.

His side quieted down, An Mingyu was still a little uncomfortable.

After waiting for a few seconds, he reached out and touched Cheng Yue's hand.

Cheng Yue trembled.

An Mingyu: "?"

An Mingyu: "Didn't you want to shake hands just now?"

Hearing his words clearly, Cheng Yue let out a long breath.

Just shake hands.

He stretched out his palm and interlocked An Mingyu's fingers under the quilt.

His face was still hot and his heart was hot.

The blood in the whole body seemed to gather in the clasped palms at this moment.

Cheng Yue forced himself to close his eyes, and for a long time, the smile on his lips did not fade away.

the next morning.

The first class is college English. Several colleges join together to hold a big class with a lot of people.

Yang Kaimiao and Guo Yuxiang reserved seats for An Mingyu and the others in advance, but they didn't see anyone until the bell rang.

It shouldn't be...

Yang Kaimiao scratched his head: "The two of them probably overslept together, right?"

The speaker didn't care about the listener, and Guo Yuxiang choked up a bit: "...No, I can't."

Finally, the moment the bell rang, two people appeared at the door of the classroom.

"Here, here!" Yang Kaimiao waved to them.

Cheng Yue walked briskly, and thoughtfully helped An Mingyu open the chair: "Leave the bag to me, and I'll put it for you."

An Mingyu, who was following him, had blue eyes and looked like he hadn't slept well for most of the night.

He pulled his lips lightly and handed the bag to Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue put the backpacks of the two of them away, and when An Mingyu sat down, he moved over and whispered in An Mingyu's ear, "If you are sleepy, you can sleep on me. I will call you when the teacher comes."

An Mingyu lowered her head to hide the smile at the corner of her mouth, said "hmm" lightly, and leaned her head gently on Cheng Yue's arm.

Yang Kaimiao next to him was dumbfounded.