Sentimental campus: the cute junior abducts the dumb senior

Chapter 72 Her Initiative
It was already evening when Ding Xuemo returned to the villa, she opened the door with a big bag in one hand, the hall was empty, and there was no sign of Gan Mingyang.

Did he go back?The bag in Ding Xuemo's hand slipped, and all kinds of vegetables fell out of it, and his heart sank.All of this is just her own sentimentality, he doesn't need her to take care of him at all.

"Ah, you're finally back! Did you bring back something delicious? I've been hungry all day!"

Ding Xuemo looked up in a daze, and a boy with bandages all over his body jumped towards her like a mummy. The smile on his face was not dimmed by the injury, but was still sunny and cheerful.

He looked at the dishes that fell on the floor and blinked at Ding Xuemo curiously. The latter immediately picked up the bag and turned away from him. She didn't want to see him at all, not at all...

But she felt obviously happy.

"Did you come back with any food?" Gan Mingyang gently touched her back with his head, like a cute little pet, cute and cute.

"No." Ding Xuemo resisted the urge to turn around and pinch him, and his tone was still light.

"Woooo, so hungry, so hungry!" Gan Mingyang simply leaned his head on her shoulder, puffing up his cheeks and yelling.

Probably because Gan Mingyang's appearance and personality were so pure, Ding Xuemo didn't even have the heart to resist.

"Hey, are you going to cook?" Gan Mingyang asked curiously, his heart was still quite delicate.

Ding Xuemo blushed slightly, and asked fiercely: "Do you have an opinion?"

"No, no, no, how could there be any opinions, ha ha..." Gan Mingyang immediately laughed dryly.

It's just that this laughter is really fake...

"Go away." Gan Mingyang pressed his chin on her shoulder, making her movement very inconvenient.

"Your face looks delicious, can you let me take a bite?" Gan Mingyang asked innocently.

For a moment, Ding Xuemo didn't know whether he should be angry or helpless.

"Gan Mingyang! I'll give you three seconds." Ding Xuemo's forehead twitched.

Hearing Ding Xuemo's words, the big boy jumped onto the sofa in an instant, hid in the sofa and poked his head out to look at her slightly, like a frightened kitten, one couldn't help but want to protect her.

Ding Xuemo sighed slightly, and walked into the kitchen with a somewhat complicated mood.She took out her notebook and put it on the table, and started to work step by step.

"Bang!" The bowl broke one.

"Bang!" The bowl shattered again.

"..."

Until five of them were broken, there was a joking voice at the door, "Hey, our bowls are almost wiped out."

"Shut up!" Ding Xuemo was too busy to pay attention to Gan Mingyang's expression.

"Hurry up, I'm starving to death." Gan Mingyang complained again.

"To shut up!"

"Oh, I still have to come on stage in the end." Gan Mingyang shook his head in imitation of those ancient scholars, and then walked in slowly.

The kitchen was spacious, but the moment Gan Mingyang walked in, Ding Xuemo felt inexplicably depressed.

Although his body is a bit inconvenient, his footsteps still have a reassuring calmness.He stood behind her, and the fresh lemon scent drifted into her nostrils.

The girl's long hair was blown by the wind, brushing gently over the boy's face, the boy stood quietly behind the girl, his white bandages were dyed red by the setting sun.He smiled, and she lowered her head slightly.Time seems to be frozen at this moment, and the picture is as beautiful as a fresh watercolor painting.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, your clothes are dirty before you start cooking." Gan Mingyang glanced at the water stains on her clothes.

As he spoke, he took off the apron hanging on the wall with one hand, and with his extraordinary height, put the apron off her head. Ding Xuemo stayed where she was, her limbs a little stiff.

They were so close that she could even feel his breath hitting her earlobe, itching and exciting.She discovered again that his body was really tall. Ding Xuemo thought he was not short anymore, but he was still a full head taller than her.

"It's tied up." Gan Mingyang's voice sounded, the voice that usually sounded like a child's was a little more magnetic and hoarse.

"Yeah." Ding Xuemo lowered her head, tightly grabbed the corner of her clothes, closed her eyes, she was afraid to see him, she was afraid to hear her heartbeat.

"Why are you in a daze, the uncle is here to tell you how to cook." Gan Mingyang laughed and picked up the spoon.

"Yeah." Ding Xuemo responded, and also smiled slightly.

He always has a way to relieve the atmosphere, nervous and embarrassed because Gan Mingyang's smile slowly disappeared, Ding Xuemo looked back at him, this kid was already stirring the pot with a spoon, his head was moving restlessly.

"You know how to cook?" Ding Xuemo was surprised.

"I don't know. I watched my sister's cooking process. It should be quite simple."

"Wait, don't press that!"

"boom!"

A violent explosion suddenly sounded in the kitchen, and thick black smoke floated in the kitchen.After the explosion, there was silence. After a few minutes, the smoke cleared, and the back of a boy gradually appeared. He stood in the center of the black smoke with both hands, holding the girl in his arms tightly.

"Ahem..." Ding Xuemo coughed lightly, and she placed her hands lightly on Gan Mingyang's chest. Before she could react at that second, she was already protected in his arms, like a mountain blocking her. In front of her, she was protected behind by Dashan.

"Are you okay?" Ding Xuemo worriedly asked the boy who was hugging her, she remembered that his injury was not healed yet.

Gan Mingyang moved, looked down at her, and replied with a smile: "It's okay, do you think I have something to do?"

His expression was very relaxed, showing no pain at all.

But... Ding Xuemo could feel his heart beating faster, he must be in quite pain.

"Oh, why did it explode? It's so strange." Gan Mingyang let go of her, and wanted to turn around and study the scrapped electrical appliance.

But the moment he turned around, Ding Xuemo suddenly hugged him.

Gan Mingyang was taken aback, she had never taken the initiative to get close to him, this was the first time.

The hug was very short, she let go within a minute, and walked in front of Gan Mingyang with her head down.

"You go out first." Ding Xuemo said.

"Oh." Gan Mingyang responded.

He walked out obediently.

"Be careful, don't touch the wound." Ding Xuemo's voice came again.

The voice was so gentle that Gan Mingyang almost suspected that he was having auditory hallucinations. How could this cold and cruel woman say such gentle words...

Hearing Gan Mingyang's footsteps getting smaller and smaller, Ding Xuemo's extremely tense heart finally eased slowly. She couldn't help but hit her head hard. She was crazy to hug him. he.

Ding Xuemo felt that he needed a psychiatrist especially, and his mood became more and more unstable recently, especially when facing someone.Sometimes relaxed, sometimes nervous, sometimes happy, sometimes irritable, sometimes indifferent, sometimes afraid... She never knew that she could have so many emotions.

(End of this chapter)