The Sand Sculpture Man Piao went on a blind date behind my back again

"Cheng Mo, are you still angry with me?" Luo Ye walked to Cheng Mo's bedside, and stood beside him in a daze.

Cheng Mo lay on his side on the bed, with his back to him and said nothing.

"Talk to me." He begged in such a soft tone that one couldn't bear to refuse.

"... If you have something to say, you have to fart."

"Tell me, what did I do to make you angry?"

"...Think for yourself."

"You know I'm stupid in this area, always missing a string."

Cheng Mo snorted coldly, the reason he really couldn't say - you play with other people's feelings, I don't want to be the next one to be abandoned.

The mattress suddenly sank, and the warm body slowly approached, and it was he who leaned over!Cheng Mo's face was burning a little bit!

"Cheng Mo." He put his hand on his shoulder, rubbing his fingertips gently.

"Why..." Cheng Mo subconsciously pulled up the quilt and curled up like a cat.

Seeing that he didn't intend to push her away, Luo Ye pushed herself a little bit, and lied behind Cheng Mo's back.

Feeling itchy on the neck, he, he is rubbing his neck with the tip of his nose!Cheng Mo froze all over, and twisted his body to push him away: "What are you doing!"

Luo Ye was hit by his elbow, and he groaned in pain, and then covered his chest. He frowned slightly, and looked at Cheng Mo pitifully with a pair of peach eyes. The thing is about yourself.

"You, are you okay?" Cheng Mo leaned on the bed and approached him, trying to check his injury, but his fingers just touched his collarbone, and his whole hand was covered by Luo Ye's, sticking to his chest.

"It hurts, rub it for me."

Through a thin layer of shirt, Cheng Mo could almost feel the powerful heartbeat. His body was warm and inexplicably reassuring.He found that he actually liked this feeling a little bit.

Luo Ye smiled lightly, taking advantage of Cheng Mo's unpreparedness, pressed his other hand on his spine.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Mo was already clinging to the man in front of him. He had never had such intimate contact with anyone, and his mind went blank: "Luo Ye!"

"Huh?" Luo Ye deliberately dragged out a long voice.

The more Cheng Mo twisted his body, the tighter Luo Ye's hand was bound, and he even blew into his ear maliciously: "Don't move, let me hug you."

"Why are you so nervous..." Cheng Mo's little heart was beating wildly at the speed of a sprinter kicking his legs.

"You smell so good, I really want to taste it."

Help, what kind of sassy talk is this, Cheng Mo blushes for him: "Did you drink fake wine?"

Luo Ye let out an ambiguous laugh, slightly parted her thin lips, and lightly touched Cheng Mo's earlobe with the tip of her tongue.

"Ah! Don't!"

"Okay, just for a while."

"Well!"

This guy's strength is astonishing, his arms are like steel bars, entangled so that people can't escape, but Cheng Mo knows in his heart that if he really wants to push him away, it's not impossible.

The wet_slippery tongue moved slowly along the lines of the ear bones, inch by inch, and finally stopped at the end. The two soft lips _ held Cheng Mo's earlobe, lick_kissed carefully, extremely gentle.

Cheng Mo admitted that he had fallen spinelessly.

After comforting the furry cat, Luo Ye kissed his eyes and nose again, lovingly like a dragonfly touching water. At the same time, his hand slid down from Cheng Mo's back, and went under the quilt through his waist...

"what!"

Cheng Mo sat up suddenly, panting like a cow.From the corner of the eye, he quickly scanned the surrounding area, the single bed was empty except for himself, it turned out to be a dream.

He sighed a long time, not knowing whether he was more fortunate or more regretful.

"Do you like Luo Ye?" Yuan Mengmeng's words still echoed in his ears.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he could deceive others but not himself. Since the moment Luo Ye took him away from the scumbag boss's car, Cheng Mo had a crush on him.

In the recent relationship, Luo Ye took care of him in every possible way, so careful that it was almost overlooked that he was just a man living alone.

Cheng Mo was still thinking wildly when the bedroom door rang: "Are you awake?"

Cheng Mo didn't respond, and listened to the outsider talking to himself: "Oh, this tofu nao is quite delicious, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Wake up, come in!" As soon as the words came out, Cheng Mo wanted to shake his mouth, why didn't he resist the instinct of foodie.

"The servant accepts the order!" Luo Ye pushed open the door, carrying a pot of tofu nao in one hand, and a bag of fried dough sticks in the other, and walked in with a happy face, "There is a new breakfast stall opposite the neighborhood, and the taste is quite good."

Seeing his attentiveness, even if he was suffocating, he couldn't let it out. Cheng Mo lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He caught a glimpse of the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was only seven o'clock: "You woke up early enough."

Luo Ye put the food on the desk: "It must be early, many uncles and aunts who are more agile than me go there to buy, and they have to queue up if they are late."

"You are very experienced." Cheng Mo pushed the computer and design drafts on the table aside to make room for him.

"The elder sisters of the property know me well, not bragging, as long as there is any disturbance in the community, I will know it faster than the reporter."

Cheng Mo was angry and funny: "Why are you hooking up with so many aunts, sister-in-law."

"Occupational habits."

"They've been looking for you since they got married?"

"You child."

Luo Ye curled up his index finger to flick Cheng Mo's forehead, but Cheng Mo only squinted his eyes and didn't avoid it. He subconsciously believed that Luo Ye would not use too much force, and in fact he guessed right.

"Think about it, what are young people nowadays most often urged by their elders to do?"

Cheng Mo is not sure: "Forced marriage?"

Luo Ye snapped her fingers: "Yes."

"What does that have to do with you seducing Auntie?"

"They are all about the same age as our parents, and their children have reached the age of marriage."

"You want them to come to you for planning when they get married?"

"Half right."

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

"Wedding planning is just a foothold. To occupy a place in the market, our company also needs to extend the industrial chain to make it bigger and stronger."

"If you extend it downwards, you can only be a detective investigating cheating. The front foot witnesses the marriage, and the back foot splits up. It's very good and moral."

"It's not, it's an upward extension to help older youths lead the red line."

"Matchmaker."

"That's what it means, but it's called Cupid's foreign style."

Cheng Mo was almost annoyed by him: "Is there a Cupid like you?"

Luo Ye tilted her head: "I'm always a little old, but I still look good."

If you are ugly, I can like you, Cheng Mo said in his heart, but his words are still mainly hurtful: "Cupid's arrows are right, can you do it?"

Luo Ye smiled: "I can't do archery, but it should be no problem to imitate his naked ass."

Cheng Mo couldn't help imagining following his words, when the well-dressed sand sculpture stripped off the layers of cloth covering the body, lying on the bed, showing the expression you can pick and choose... No, no, it's too dangerous to think about it!Cheng Mo desperately waved away the indescribable scene in his mind, and put his fist on Luo Ye's shoulder to cover up his embarrassment: "...spicy eyes."

"Hahaha, hot eyes, you are not the first to say that."

I am not the first?Cheng Mo frowned: "Who else?"

Luo Ye paused, hesitated to speak, and finally planned to hide it: "Chen Zhima rotten millet, don't mention it, come here, the tofu brain is cold, eat quickly."

Adults who have been ravaged by life usually don't get entangled in trivial matters. What can make an optimistic person care about must be very important to him.Considering this level, Cheng Mo felt uncomfortable, but it was inconvenient to ask the bottom line, let's digest it first, after all, it's not good to lose your temper with him all the time: "You eat, I'll go take a bath."

"Let's go after eating."

"I didn't wash it yesterday, it's smoking you."

"I smell it."

Luo Ye grabbed Cheng Mo's wrist, stepped forward, brought the tip of his nose to his neck, and sprayed the hot air on his skin, Cheng Mo rushed to the gate in a jerk: "What are you doing!!!"

Luo Ye was taken aback by his reaction, and was stunned for a few seconds before saying: "You smell very fragrant, it smells like shower gel."

This, this is as good as the scene in the dream!Next, should he run over and lick his ears like a dick! ! !It's too shameful to do this kind of thing face to face, Cheng Mo felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"What are you doing covering your ears? I'm not Tyson."

You are scarier than Tyson...

After dawdling in breakfast, Luo Ye started to clean up the dishes, and Cheng Mo rushed ahead: "Let me do it."

"I heard from Ai Lan that you have an exam tomorrow, so hurry up and review."

"Open the book, it's okay."

"If you are not familiar with the textbook when you open the book, you will not be able to find the answer."

"Do I look like a cramming student?"

"That's right, Mengmeng said that you received a national scholarship last year."

This pair of good friends, why tell him everything!

"It's nothing difficult. You listen carefully in class, and the teacher gives you the key points. By the way, Hu Lai said that you also graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts."

Luo Ye forced a smile: "To be exact, he didn't go to school, and he didn't get a degree."

"why?"

"There was a surprise."

It is rare for him to show any expression other than a smirk, which is probably not a trivial matter.

"Oh."

Dingling, there was a message on Cheng Mo's cell phone, he picked it up and read it for a while, his expression became more and more ugly.

Luo Ye: "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to school." Cheng Mo put down his phone and began to change his coat.

"I remember you don't have class today, why did you go to school suddenly?"

"The teacher from the Academic Affairs Office is looking for me." His voice was cold, with obvious displeasure.

For students, getting involved with the Academic Affairs Office is usually not a good thing.

"I'll take you there."

"No, you are busy, I will take the subway."

"There's no business right now, and you're free if you're idle. You get dressed first, and I'll wait for you in the car." Luo Ye went downstairs without waiting for him to refuse.

The text message was sent by the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office, saying that the school's disciplinary decision has been made, and he is asked to come to the office immediately.The wording is very official, but Cheng Mo knows best. He just met Qin Lang yesterday and received the notice today. God knows how hard Qin Lang's father, the dean of the department, has done. student status!

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Eating breakfast actually pulled out a chapter, 23333