He is so sweet to squeamish bags!

"My God, two handsome guys stand together, I can't do it... Please tell the doctor that I have type K blood." A girl stared at Luo Chu and Zuo Suci who were standing together, exaggeratedly Sleeve to wipe Schrödinger's nosebleed on her face.

"I'm so handsome, snap snap snap snap!"

Almost half of the students around raised their mobile phones and clicked at them, taking pictures in 360 degrees without blind spots.

"They...they are really good for each other!" A girl looked at them obsessively, and suddenly said to the girl next to her in a very low voice, "This one has poor skin color and poor body shape, hiss..."

The girl immediately became excited, and the two girls exchanged in low voices: "That's right, look at Luo Chu's waist, and then look at Zuo Suci's slender and strong fingers, can he grab the handsome Luo Luo with one blow?" Small waist?! I love love love love!"

The effect of Luo Chu and Zuo Suci standing together successfully demonstrated "1+1﹥2"

The cooking line kept shortening, Zuo Suci followed behind Luo Chu, Luo Chu took a step, he took a step, Luo Chu took another step, he also took another step.

Luo Chu's hair was almost at the same level as Zuo Suci's eyebrows, and the cafeteria was filled with the smell of food, but Zuo Suci still caught a hint of mango sweetness from the front.

The pattern drawn by Luo Chu on the shampoo in the bathroom seems to be mango, sweet.

On the first day of school, everyone was still very curious about the food in the cafeteria, and almost all the seats were full.

Luo Chu held the dinner plate and looked around, there were a few empty seats, but all four seats were filled with three people, Luo Chu was too embarrassed to take the initiative to join others.

He was hesitating when Zuo Suci suddenly brushed past him and said without the slightest pause, "There is a place here."

When Zuo Suci was queuing just now, Pang Wei went to occupy a seat, and Luo Chu hesitated and followed.

Luo Chu chose the vacant seat next to Pang Wei between the two vacant seats.

Pang Wei was a little surprised, he thought handsome guys would attract each other, and Luo Chu would sit with Zuo Suci.

Zuo Suci paused slightly imperceptibly.

Luo Chu did this because he felt that Zuo Suci should not want others to know that they knew each other, otherwise Zuo Suci wouldn't have said nothing to him when he was in line just now, and he wouldn't even look at him when he asked him to come and sit. They didn't look at each other, as if they were afraid of being seen by others as familiar.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little heavy for no reason, and Pang Wei didn't know why, but he was an acquaintance, and he took the initiative to talk to Luo Chu: "Handsome guy, are you Luo Chu?"

Luo Chu was about to taste the rice noodles, when he heard the words, he stopped and nodded: "Yeah."

It was the first time for Pang Wei to see a boy with glowing white skin. He stared at Luo Chu's face without blinking: "Dude, can you tell me how you are so white? The military training tanned me twice. Urgently need a coup!"

The rice noodles had already been delivered to his mouth, so Luo Chu had no choice but to pause his chopsticks and reply, "I don't know either."

Pang Wei touched his bronzed forehead anxiously, and said unwillingly: "Then what do you usually eat and what do you use? Is there any whitening effect?"

Pang Wei's questions were too dense, from the time he sat down to now, Luo Chu hadn't even eaten a bite of rice noodles.

Zuo Suci tapped the glass drink bottle in front of Pang Wei with the end of his chopsticks: "Don't fight against genes, what color do you have?"

Pun Wei, who is not innocent by nature: "..."

He stopped talking.

Luo Chu was finally able to eat fans safely.

Luo Chu ate slowly, and he didn't put down his chopsticks until 10 minutes after Zuo Suci and Pang Wei left after eating.

The taste of the rice noodles was actually not very good. He didn't want to waste it, so he forced himself to eat half a bowl before he couldn't eat any more.

So at the end of the afternoon class, he changed his mind about eating braised shrimp at night, and instead fried two simple side dishes so that he could eat it quickly.

He picked a few vegetables in the supermarket downstairs. When passing by the fruit section, his eyes fell on the yellow and orange mangoes several times, but he forced himself to look away every time after two glances.

Even so, there were still two beautiful big mangoes in Luo Chu's bag when he came out of the supermarket.

When Zuo Suci came home at night and saw the mangoes on the coffee table, he suddenly frowned slightly. He stood by the kitchen door and asked Luo Chu who was washing vegetables inside: "Did you buy the mangoes?"

Luo Chu was wearing an apron and looked back at him in a hurry, blinking his eyes and lacking confidence: "I bought it."

Zuo Suci raised his eyebrows: "You want to travel to the hospital? Don't you know that you are allergic to mangoes?"

Luo Chu took a spatula and wiped the tiny beads of sweat on the side of his face. The temperature in the kitchen was high, and his cheeks were white and pink: "I buy it, but I don't eat it."

"Do you think I believe it?" Zuo Suci gave Luo Chu a distrustful look.

Luo Chu bent his eyes, ran over and stuffed the huge mango into Zuo Suci's arms: "I'll eat it for you."

Zuo Suci stared at the arc of Luo Chu's eyes in a daze, and pointed at himself with his index finger: "...Give it to me?"

Luo Chu nodded "hmm", and tilted his head: "Yes, you eat, don't you like it?"

Zuo Suci looked down at the mango that was half the size of his own head: "...so kind enough to buy it for me?"

"Just let me smell it while you're eating." Luo Chu obediently blinked at Zuo Suci.

Zuo Suci: "..."

To put it poorly, he couldn't blame Luo Chu for buying mangoes anymore.

Zuo Suci washed his hands and went into the kitchen to help Luo Chu.

Both of them can cook some simple meals. Although Luo Chu is squeamish, he is not a young master who does not work hard and does not distinguish grains. He is willing to do many jobs, but it is inconvenient due to physical factors.

They had a clear division of labor, Zuo Suci wore an apron to take over the cooking work, and Luo Chu carefully washed the vegetables beside him.

The dishes were washed quickly, Luo Chu had nothing to do, so he stood aside and watched Zuo Suci stir-fry.

The apron on Zuo Suci's body was bought by Luo Chu, with a three-dimensional bunny pattern on it. Such a cute apron doesn't fit Zuo Suci's body, and it doesn't match Zuo Suci's body shape.

The blue veins on Zuo Suci's arms were faintly visible when Zuo Suci was cooking, and Zuo Suci had wide shoulders and long legs when viewed from behind. Although he was thin and his ankles, wrists and other places were a bit skinny, he was full of strength.

Luo Chu looked at it and pursed his lips enviously.

Obviously everyone is 19 years old, but Zuo Suci's hormones have secretly exceeded the standard.

"Don't stand in the kitchen." When Zuo Suci turned around to load the dishes, he found that Luo Chu was still in the kitchen. He urged Luo Chu while he was busy, "Go to the living room and sit and eat something. I'll call you when the dishes are ready. "

Zuo Suci spoke in a very homely tone, and Luo Chu felt a little confused.

When Zuo Suci met in the cafeteria during the day, he still acted like he didn't want others to know that they knew each other, but now he is like this, which is very strange.

He wanted to ask Zuo Suci, but felt that it would be embarrassing for both of them to ask such a question. After hesitating for a while, he endured it, walked to the sofa silently, sat down and cut mango for Zuo Suci while wearing gloves.

Mango smells really good.

Among the fruits in the world, Luochu's favorite is mango, and because he is allergic to mango, this elusive fruit has completely become the white moonlight in Luochu's heart.

When Zuo Suci finished cooking and came out of the kitchen, he happened to see Luo Chu squinting his eyes and sniffing the mango pit like a puppy dog.

Zuo Suci slightly raised his eyebrows, but didn't make a sound, he wanted to see what Luo Chu was going to do next.

The development of the matter did not disappoint Zuo Suci, the plate was peeled mango flesh, compared with the mango pit in Luo Chu's hand, it was too barren.

Luo Chu looked around, and suddenly took the courage to take the toothpick with mango meat...

"Clang clang clang."

The sudden sound on the dining table startled Luo Chu, and he opened his round eyes to look at Zuo Suci.

Zuo Suci knocked on the table three times with his finger, and he propped up the table with one arm, and pointed at Luo Chu with the other hand holding the spatula. More helpless: "Luo Chu, how old are you? You bought it even though you knew you were allergic, and you told lies that you bought it for me just to eat one bite. If you eat this bite, you can go to the hospital tonight gone."

Luo Chu knew that he was wrong, he was very guilty, but his index finger was still reluctantly rubbing the edge of the fruit plate back and forth: "I'm not that careless, I just take a small sip, I just taste the taste..."

Luo Chuyue's voice became softer and her eyes became more and more aggrieved.

Like a poor doll who wants candy but can't.

It was like this again, as long as Luo Chu showed such aggrieved and pitiful appearance, Zuo Suci was a little helpless, he couldn't say the lesson, and the anger he just got was leaking like a balloon that was stuck.

Zuo Suci sighed in his heart, and his tone softened a lot when he spoke again: "Don't think about mangoes, come over to eat."

Luo Chu stood up slowly, and he looked back at Mango three times during the short walk from the sofa to the dining table, with deep feelings.

The smell of cooking on the dinner table quickly overwhelmed the smell of mangoes. Luo Chu lowered his head and quietly put his middle finger under his nose to sniff. He had mango juice on his hands just now, and he purposely rubbed this finger when washing his hands before meals. stay out.

"What are you smelling?" Zuo Suci asked, staring at Luo Chu who was behaving strangely.

Luo Chuyi, who was suddenly called upon, raised his head, and pointed his polite middle finger straight at Zuo Suci.

Zuo Suci: "..."

Luo Chu was stunned for a moment, and immediately retracted his middle finger.

Zuo Suci's face was a little dark, and he said to Luo Chu in a tone that could not be refused: "Let me smell it."

Luo Chu obediently picks up vegetables and eats as if he didn't hear it. Everyone is an adult. He hopes that Zuo Suci can understand what he means and ignore this little episode generously.

But today he repeatedly provoked Zuo Suci, how could Zuo Suci be generous?

"Stretch out." Zuo Suci put down the bowl and chopsticks, stretched his arm in front of Luo Chu and hooked his fingers to make a requesting motion.

Luo Chu felt that Zuo Suci's body could grab his wrist as long as he leaned forward a little, and the matter had come to this point, there was no need to struggle.

He shrugged and passed his fingers over.

Zuo Suci's hand has distinct knuckles, long and strong, while Luo Chu's knuckles are slender. At first glance, it looks a little soft and boneless. With luster.

These two hands are very beautiful when they are stacked together, like white silk covered with jade, they match very well.

When Wen Ruansu's hand landed on Zuo Suci's palm, Zuo Suci unconsciously raised his fingers and squeezed it gently, the touch was softer than he imagined.

Luo Chu obediently tapped Zuo Suci's palm with his middle finger as if accepting his fate, turned his face away, and said in a soft and obedient voice, "Here, let's hear it."

Zuo Suci lowered his head and looked at Luo Chu's fair and delicate hands. It seemed that the wrong movie was played in his mind, and the dream of that night suddenly emerged——Luo Chu's water-stained fingers brushed across his collarbone vaguely, and slowly lifted his fingers. At the neckline of his pajamas, the hot and humid breath slowly approached...

Zuo Suci's mouth suddenly became parched, he suddenly let go of Luo Chu's hand, turned and walked towards the refrigerator.

Luo Chu was a little confused. He looked at his abandoned hand, then turned his head to look at Zuo Suci, who was half blocked by the refrigerator door, and looked at Zuo Suci with his chin resting on the back of the chair: "Why don't you smell it? You Don't you want to smell it?"

Zuo Suci added several cubes of ice to the water glass, and he tried his best to speak in a relaxed tone: "I don't need to smell it, it smells like mango. You eat first, and I'll go after drinking two sips of water."

"Oh."

The ice water dilutes the feeling of parched mouth a little, Zuo Suci lowered his eyes, looking at his right hand slightly in a daze.

It was this hand that touched Luo Chu just now, and it seems that there is still a soft touch left on it at this moment.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Suci twirled his fingertips, slowly lifted his hand under his nose and sniffed.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but it seems that there is indeed a sweet smell of mango attached to my hands. The taste is too light, so it is less sweet and greasy, but more refreshing.

Zuo Suci was in a trance when Luo Chu's voice suddenly came from the opposite side. He frowned slightly, stared at the fingers under Zuo Suci's nose and asked: "What are you smelling?"

The author says:

Zuo Suci: "What are you smelling?"

Luo Chu: "What are you smelling?"

Grabbing each other's bags, who is more embarrassed than the other?