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This scene coincided with Wen Jiale's dream that night when Jiang Mingzhuo returned to school, but Wen Jiale's reaction was more stupefied than himself in the dream. Jiang Mingzhuo stayed on his forehead for less than a second, but Wen Jiale But I felt that this scorching breath seemed to burn my internal organs, and my head was short-circuited, and I couldn't react.

After Jiang Mingzhuo kissed, he also felt that he was a little carried away. Seeing that Wen Jiale was dumbfounded for a long time without responding, he was too impulsive to scare people. He stretched out his hand and waved in front of Wen Jiale, saying, "Piggy, what's wrong, Scared?"

Wen Jiale suddenly came back to his senses, his face turned red, his face and earlobe were burning red, he raised his head to look at Jiang Mingzhuo, a little aggrieved and a little dazed, and complained: "You kiss me!"

Jiang Mingzhuo did everything, and was not afraid of Wen Jiale's harmless accusation, so he spread his hands openly and said, "Yes, I kissed you."

Wen Jiale was stunned by Jiang Mingzhuo's daring, he stuck his neck for a long time and said nothing, but Jiang Mingzhuo kept staring at Wen Jiale with great interest, not at all embarrassed, Wen Jiale lost to Jiang Mingzhuo, I had no choice but to throw down a sentence: "You are not allowed to kiss me casually in the future!"

He turned around to leave, but Jiang Mingzhuo stretched out his hand to pull him again, pulled him in front of him and hugged him, and leaned into his ear and said, "What's the matter? Should I give you a report in advance? Orally or in writing?"

This hooliganism made Wen Jiale stomp his feet in anger, he broke away from Jiang Mingzhuo and said angrily: "I haven't promised to be with you yet! Why are you like this!"

Jiang Mingzhuo insisted that Qingshan would not let go, and pressed him step by step: "If you don't agree, then you are thinking about it? Wen Jiale, you have to give a deadline, there is still an internship evaluation period when you go to work!"

Wen Jiale's intelligence slowed down a bit, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "You kiss me beyond the limit first, and I won't give you a deadline!"

Jiang Mingzhuo was amused by Wen Jiale, thinking that Wen Jiale had recovered quite quickly, so he could talk smoothly and bargain with him so quickly, he knew Wen Jiale's temper, and when he was proud of his fart, he would touch his hair softly, Make him happy to talk, so Jiang Mingzhuo said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I am excited, you don't give me a deadline to see me fight a protracted battle, then where do I start, bring you breakfast every morning, okay?" , what do you want to eat? Would you like to have roasted cold noodles tomorrow?"

Wen Jiale stared at Jiang Mingzhuo for a while, making sure he wasn't teasing him, and then said arrogantly: "More sauce, two sausages."

The next day, Wen Jiale received his love breakfast. Jiang Mingzhuo was considerate and caring, and he really asked the stall owner to add a lot of sauce. If Wen Jiale was not worried that he was not reserved enough and would be laughed at by Jiang Mingzhuo, he really wanted to take a photo and post it on Weibo. Talk about in the circle of friends.

please!May I ask who can restrain his excitement when he receives breakfast from the object of his love!Wen Jiale had already yelled ten thousand times in his heart, he yelled from the bottom of his heart while grilling cold noodles with a small skewer.Wen Jiale thought very regretfully that it would be great if Jiang Mingzhuo wasn't his deskmate, so that he could take pictures in all directions 360 degrees.

This day it was Jiang Mingzhuo's turn to do the sanitation. Before Wen Jiale came, he had done everything else. He just waited for the others to finish throwing out the trash, and went to take out the trash before class.Wen Jiale endured and endured, keeping a cold face, and prepared to take pictures when Jiang Mingzhuo went to take out the trash.

So when Jiang Mingzhuo got up to go out, Wen Jiale quickly took out his mobile phone and took a dozen photos of the first love breakfast he received in his life. Take a photo in mid-air.

Sensing someone coming in, Wen Jiale quickly put away his phone and continued to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened. Jiang Mingzhuo thought it was funny, but he didn't expose him.

Chen Beiqiao taught him the experience of chasing people on WeChat every day. I have to say that Jiang Mingzhuo used it with excellent results. In addition, he knew how to draw inferences from one instance and draw inferences. One's own set of plans can be said to be a dedication and hard work.

In this situation, it is obvious that nothing happened. Jiang Mingzhuo returned to his seat as if nothing had happened. Wen Jiale was a little shy and guilty. He forked a piece and asked Jiang Mingzhuo: "I left it for you, do you want to eat?"

Jiang Mingzhuo nodded while suppressing a smile, and Wen Jiale fed him a mouthful. After Jiang Mingzhuo finished eating, he asked him: "I think it's delicious, what do you think?"

Wen Jiale nodded and said, "It's delicious!"

"Then do you want to eat this or something else tomorrow?" Jiang Mingzhuo asked him kindly.

Wen Jiale was a little embarrassed, and said shyly, "Do you really want to bring me breakfast every day?"

Jiang Mingzhuo nodded solemnly and said, "Of course, otherwise do you think I'm joking? What do you want to eat?"

Wen Jiale tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I can't think of it, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Mingzhuo took out a tissue to wipe off the sauce that Wen Jiale rubbed on his face, and said, "Okay, as long as you don't stop, I will bring you delicious food every day from now on."

Wen Jiale was short-mouthed, he groaned and chirped, and then began to edit pictures secretly. He even changed three picture editing software and adjusted several filters, but he was not satisfied. Jiang Mingzhuo was sitting next to him, and Wen Jiale couldn't help it. I started to show off when I got home, so I could only hide and hide.

In fact, Jiang Mingzhuo had seen Wen Jiale editing pictures a long time ago, but he kept pretending that he didn't know what Wen Jiale was doing. Wen Jiale held his mobile phone and tossed about a morning reading class, and finally let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

Jiang Mingzhuo approached him and asked, "Have you finished posting Moments?"

Wen Jiale was taken aback. He was already guilty, so he couldn't bear Jiang Mingzhuo's fright again. He sat on the seat and hiccupped. Then he quickly stroked his heart and said: "Me, me, me! I didn't send it!"

Jiang Mingzhuo took out his mobile phone and swipe twice, and put Wen Jiale's circle of friends in front of Wen Jiale's eyes.Wen Jiale made the grilled cold noodles golden and attractive, and even used his fingers to show a photo with the grilled cold noodles, with the text "VIP super luxurious grilled cold noodles, good ci!"

Jiang Mingzhuo suppressed a smile and said, "Wen Jiale, you posted a nine-square grid for a serving of roasted cold noodles, aren't you exaggerating a bit."

Wen Jiale felt extremely ashamed, when he was editing the picture, he still wanted to block Jiang Mingzhuo, but he forgot when he posted it on Moments!He closed his eyes and waved his hand and said, "I don't want to read it, I can post whatever I like! You are not allowed to comment!"

Jiang Mingzhuo was overjoyed, nodded and said, "Okay, don't make any comments, then next time, can you praise Jiang Mingzhuo, the hardworking and brave delivery boy?"

Wen Jiale rolled his eyes: "You are too formalistic! You brought me cold noodles for a day, and you want to praise me!"

Jiang Mingzhuo dug a hole for Wen Jiale: "Wen Jiale, I don't think you can do this, you are really strict, we have to make a written proof."

Wen Jiale is a little smarter, not so easy to be fooled, he shook his head and said, "Your meme is really old-fashioned."

Jiang Mingzhuo took out the paper and pen, and said while writing: "Don't worry about being old-fashioned, anyway, I have made a document and you can sign it."

After a while, Jiang Mingzhuo finished writing the paperwork. Wen Jiale took it over and took a look. It said, "Wen Jiale accepts my daily breakfast, and must praise me regularly and encourage me appropriately. Tentatively, I will praise me verbally once every three days and take action once every five days." Rewards, and more praise and support for my pursuit, I promise to provide Wen Jiale fancy breakfast every day."

Wen Jiale was holding a thin piece of paper, no matter how he looked at it, he thought there was something wrong, but Jiang Mingzhuo didn't give him a chance, and while Wen Jiale was in a daze, he dripped a large amount of ink on his hand, and then pressed hard on the paper.

Jiang Mingzhuo took the paper back with satisfaction, and said, "You have done your fingerprints, you should praise me more in the future."

Wen Jiale was so angry that he wanted to scratch him: "You are buying and selling by force!!"

Jiang Mingzhuo had already put the note into his clothes, Wen Jiale couldn't care less about anything else, and reached out to stuff it into Jiang Mingzhuo's coat. Wen Jiale's hand touched Jiang Mingzhuo's chest for a long time, but he couldn't touch the pocket inside. It was Jiang Mingzhuo who grabbed his wrist.

"Don't touch it, do you want to light it?" Jiang Mingzhuo asked him.

Only then did Wen Jiale feel embarrassed, his face blushed again, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held down by Jiang Mingzhuo and couldn't move, so he twisted and acted coquettishly: "Class will start later, can you let go first?"

Jiang Mingzhuo suddenly opened the neckline of his coat, laughed and said: "You are stupid hahahaha! There are no pockets in my clothes!"

The two of them were arguing, and the class bell rang. This class was the class of the female devil political teacher. Wen Jiale didn't dare to quarrel with Jiang Mingzhuo anymore, so he had to sit back in his seat in a proper manner, but Wen Jiale didn't remember anything , forgot in a while.Jiang Mingzhuo was afraid that he would remember when he looked at the ink marks on his hands, who knew that Wen Jiale went to the bathroom with him after class, washed his hands with a splash, and completely forgot the paperwork he had signed.

Jiang Mingzhuo was happy to see the success, he kept the receipt in his cabinet, and copied a few copies by the way, so that he could collect debts from Wen Jiale at any time. Wen Jiale didn't know that he was inexplicably in debt, and immersed himself in his fancy breakfast every day Inextricable.

Teacher Yao felt much more relaxed after being told by Wen Jiale that he didn’t have to make breakfast for him. He could spare time to do yoga and make flower tea every morning. At dinner, Teacher Yao said to Wen Jiale worriedly: "Lele, why have you gained weight recently, and your face is round."

Wen Jiale looked up with a sad face: "Really? Is it obvious?"

Teacher Yao held Wen Jiale's face and said, "Don't lose your face, it will make your eyes look small even if you are fat."

As a little boy who loves beauty very much, Wen Jiale firmly couldn't accept the fact that he had started to develop horizontally. He immediately threw away his chopsticks and said, "I won't eat! I want to lose weight!"

He went back to his room and sent Jiang Mingzhuo a wechat message, weeping and sending a long string of words, saying that in the future, don't bring yourself a luxurious breakfast, save yourself a little food and keep healthy, eating until you gain weight.

Jiang Mingzhuo was overjoyed when he received the WeChat message. He thought about looking at Wen Jiale's side face from his own perspective. It seemed that there was indeed a little more flesh on his cheek, so he replied: "It's okay, it's good to be fatter. Not fat, a little more fleshy and cute."

Wen Jiale was not happy, and expressed firm opposition to this kind of warm-boiled frog-style comfort, and made a vow to lose weight. Jiang Mingzhuo didn't expect that his breakfast strategy would die down in less than a month, so he could only sigh with regret. I think little boys also love beauty, so we can't really treat Wen Jiale like a pig.