Cannon fodder beauty is very rich

Sure enough, after that, Brother Xia adjusted his class.Let him continue to work on the night shift in the future, and every two days.

Away from the core business of the box, as long as someone is in charge of trouble in the ballroom.

To put it bluntly, Wen Feiran is still young, it's time to concentrate on studying.

Unexpectedly, he hit the right spot. Although the salary he got was reduced, the smiles on his young master's face increased.

Wen Feiran instantly felt that it was not impossible.

......

In the blink of an eye, it was the third year of junior high school, facing the pressure of the entrance examination, Mother Luo began to make up for the two of them in different ways.

Wen Feiran still lives at Luo Yishu's home in the countryside.

The thatched cottage was not far from his home, Wen Feiran wanted to leave, but Luo Yishu would not let him say anything.In the end, he sacrificed his mother.

Seeing her son like this, Luo's mother felt that he was bewildered.

He thought it was because his son had no friends since he was a child, and when he had a friend, he tried everything possible to play with him.

Wen Feiran didn't like Luo's mother's kindness, so he had to continue to live with Luo Yishu.

But Luo Yishu has finally started to develop, and many things have become inconvenient - for example, he "left something" from time to time, and Wen Feiran himself has undergone physiological changes, so it is not good to sleep together again.

So that night, Wen Feiran suggested: "Let's sleep separately."

But there is only one bed in the room.

Luo Yishu sat on the bed and didn't respond.

Wen Feiran rolled up his bed, "Then I sleep on the floor?"

Luo Yishu glanced at him, but still didn't respond, obviously very unhappy.

Wen Feiran tentatively said: "Then why don't you sleep on the floor?"

Luo Yishu directly threw a pillow at him expressionlessly.Wen Feiran took the pillow, thinking about whether to go to sleep on the sofa in the living room, his young master had already lay down and turned his back to sleep towards him, and a seat was vacated for him outside.

Wen Feiran was afraid that it would be difficult for him to blow up, so he had to lie outside him.

But at the same time, the uncomfortable feeling in his heart surged up again, Wen Feiran glanced at Luo Yishu's back, and forcibly ignored it.

......

The new semester has finally started, and everyone is sorting out new books in their seats.

Early in the morning, Li Wenli was encouraged by her good friend to come forward, stood in front of Wen Feiran's seat, and said softly, "Student Wen Feiran."

Her voice was soft.

Luo Yishu sat in the front row, and immediately pricked up his ears when he heard it!

Wen Feiran looked up at her and recognized the only girl he knew in this class.Li Wenli said shyly, her skin was fair and tender, and her round glasses looked cute:

"Student Wen, are you feeling better?"

Wen Feiran was puzzled, and then remembered that she was asking about last semester, and it had been a long time.He said "um", "Okay."

Li Wenli smiled, "Thank you for helping me out last time, I haven't had time to thank you properly yet!"

Wen Feiran thought, why is this girl talking all about last semester?

Li Wenli held up a box of biscuits with both hands, "Student Wen, these are the biscuits I baked myself during the summer vacation. Please accept them as a thank you!"

After finishing speaking, her fair cheeks were flushed, and everyone in the class was looking in this direction.Wen Feiran took the box of biscuits unceremoniously, and said with a smile:

"thank you."

really!

Luo Yishu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the pencil lead almost broke!

Wen Feiran—Will you die if you don't eat it? !

With a sound of "Crack!", the refill successfully died, and the girl at the same table was taken aback by the severe hands of the squad leader.

"You're welcome! I should." Li Wenli also smiled, and said generously: "If you like it, I can still bake it in the future, it's no trouble."

Wen Feiran: "Yes." He ate a piece, it tasted really good.

Li Wenli left happily.There is nothing happier than receiving a gift from someone you love.

The meaning is already obvious.

Luo Yishu's face was as dark as Bao Gong's, and he was so angry that his heart went "boom, boom, boom!".

He took every precaution, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't guard against it-he was careless, who would have thought that Li Wenli's classmate would go straight to Huanglong?

There were whistles and applause in the class, and my good friend hugged Li Wenli, as if he had successfully confessed his love to her.

Only Wen Feiran felt at a loss.

——Why, this is, why did it suddenly become lively?

On the way back, Wen Feiran walked in front, and while walking, Luo Yishu suddenly opened his schoolbag.

He fiddled with it with his hands for a while, and directly took out the retro biscuit box that Li Wenli gave him.

Only then did Wen Feiran come to his senses, and turned around, "What are you doing, just tell me if you want to eat."

Then he suddenly widened his eyes—seeing Luo Yishu open the biscuit box and pour out all the biscuits inside!

He stretched out his hand, and all the biscuits fell into the gutter with a clatter.

It's like it's raining biscuits, and there's not a single one left.

Wen Feiran got angry, bumped him, knelt down and saw that the biscuits had been washed into the sewer, and the golden and crispy surface was stained with dirt, making it completely inedible.

"Grass, what are you doing!"

He has an obsession with food, and he would never waste it.

Luo Yishu threw away the biscuit box and smiled maliciously.Seeing Wen Feiran's troubled face, he smiled and said:

"You like it? I'll make it for you when I go back."

"..."

His recent convulsions are getting worse.

Luo Yishu would act like this from time to time, and it was becoming more and more frequent.Wen Feiran picked up the schoolbag and shook him vigorously.

Who the hell rarely eats the biscuits he made!

He really doubts that sometimes Luo Yishu's mind is full of small cracked biscuits!

The young master kept his word, put down his schoolbag and put on Mama Luo's apron as soon as he entered the room, looking decent.

Wen Feiran didn't bother to talk to him, and went upstairs to preview his homework by himself.

Luo Yishu didn't care, he found the book on the shelf that his mother used to cook Western cuisine, which contained the recipe for baking biscuits.

He looks very simple, knead the flour, let it rise, and then bake it in the oven for ten minutes.Luo Yishu found flour, eggs, and butter...no butter!what to do?

He got on his bike straight away and went to the supermarket in the city to buy natural butter.

It's been an hour in this way.

When Wen Feiran found time to go downstairs, he saw Luo Yishu kneading flour vigorously.He kneaded too hard, the shape of the shoulder blades protruded from his back, and his body was elongating, making his back look a little green.

There was flour everywhere in the kitchen.

The countertop was littered with flour sacks, yeast, and salt and sugar.The whole kitchen is a mess.

If Luo's mother came back and saw this, she must beat him to death!

Luo Yishu usually looks clean, but he really can't cook.Wen Feiran glanced at the dough he was kneading, obviously there was less water.

Even if the dough is kneaded to death, it will not form a shape.

His brain is probably used to do the problem.

Wen Feiran poured some hot water into his basin expressionlessly, and Luo Yishu was scalded and squeezed away by him.

Then Wen Feiran replaced him and started kneading the dough.

He was still wearing the white shirt and school uniform of the school, his sleeves were rolled up, and there were veins on his wrists when he exerted force.

Luo Yishu always thought his hands were beautiful.

It seems to be superb, and the dough is kneaded into a round shape in a few strokes.

The yellow of the shoots is mixed with butter and eggs, and the smell of flour is in the air.Luo Yishu swallowed, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

He suddenly felt that Wen Feiran's profile with drooping eyelashes was very moving.

The eyelashes flutter from time to time, giving them a fragile beauty.Because they were too close, every tiny movement seemed to be magnified infinitely. In Luo Yishu's eyes, Wen Feiran seemed to be doing slow motion.

His black hair hangs down on his forehead, and when he exerts force, he will purse his lips slightly, looking focused and serious.

Just when he couldn't help but want to lean over to kiss, Wen Feiran waved his hands and said, "Okay."

Then just wait for the dough to ferment.

Luo Yishu: "..."

He had no choice but to take the time to clean the kitchen, so that Mother Luo would not have a heart attack when she came back.

After Wen Feiran kneaded the dough for him, Luo Yishu had to complete the mold and oven.Li Wenli's biscuits are in the shape of small flowers, and they happen to have left some molds when her mother made Qingming dumplings.

Luo Yishu picked a kitten.

Because he looked at Wen Feiran and smiled, thinking that he was like a cat.

Mysterious, cold, not easy to get close to.

But just want to stick together all the time.

"Ding!", when the oven was ready, Luo Yishu took out the glove and found that it really looked like that!

He wrapped his arms around Wen Feiran's neck and stuffed a small biscuit into his mouth.Wen Feiran had no choice but to open his mouth.

"How is it?" Luo Yishu looked at him expectantly.

Wen Feiran nodded, "Well, it's okay."

In fact, it tasted similar to Li Wenli's roast, and he couldn't tell the difference, but he probably would be angry if he said that.

Luo Yishu smiled, wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, and fed him a dozen yuan in a row.He didn't want to eat anymore, and his young master still fed him.

Soon, not a single cookie was left.

Luo Yishu asked him suddenly: "Am I roasting better or Li Wenli roasting better?"

"what?"

When he asked such a question suddenly, Wen Feiran felt guilty for a moment, and didn't know how to answer it.

But he didn't need to answer, Luo Yishu suddenly pushed him onto the table while he wasn't paying attention, and then leaned over to kiss him.

Wen Feiran was caught off guard by his kiss, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

There was still a sweet taste on his lips after eating the biscuit. Luo Yishu licked his lips, and then imitated the way in the TV series, holding his head with both hands and kissing his lips vigorously.

The window in the kitchen was still open, and the sound of children playing could be heard outside.

As soon as the hot wind blew, Wen Feiran felt even hotter, and his body was sweating out with his heart "thumping!"

There is a strange touch on the lips.

There's the sweetness of biscuits, and an unfamiliar taste.That is the taste of Luo Yishu, unfamiliar but familiar.

Wen Feiran is very good at fighting, but he is not good at this kind of thing.

Luo Yishu was obviously much bolder than him.His whole body was pressed on the table by him, lower and lower, and his body was tightly confined.

They were still young, and they kissed indiscriminately without knowing the rules.

Luo Yishu felt the sweetness from his lips to his heart, but at the same time there was a kind of tyranny in his heart, and he wanted to pry his teeth open and go in to sweep him up.

Just the touch of lips doesn't satisfy him.

Just as he was desperately trying to pry Wen Feiran's teeth open, he only heard the click of the door lock, and Wen Feiran reacted instantly.

After waking up, he gritted his teeth, pushed Luo Yishu away with all his strength, and then kicked him to prevent him from getting up.

When Mother Luo entered the door, Luo Yishu just stood up from the ground.

Wen Feiran had already jumped upstairs.