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"Eat the yolk quickly."

Shen Chaosheng, who had finished his last sip of soymilk, found that Gu Chao was standing on his face with one hand on his face. He looked at the boiled eggs on the plate with a disdainful expression on his face. He raised his fork and knocked him on the head.

Gu chaoluo looked up at Shen Chaosheng and stabbed the white boiled egg with his fork.

Shen Chaosheng went to the Liuli platform and poured another cup of soybean milk. When he came back, he found that Gu chaoluo still held the boiled egg and did not move at all. He also covered his mouth and yawned, showing that he had not slept enough.

When Shen Chaosheng saw Gu chaoluo's mouth chewing and swallowing, he called out: "chaoluo."

"Ah?"

Gu Chao opened his mouth and raised his head. Shen Chaosheng immediately took his wrist and brought the boiled egg to his mouth, holding his chin to keep him from moving.

"Finish chewing."

Shen Chaosheng stood on the table with one hand and looked down at Gu chaoluo. He spoke in a tone that could not be refused.

Gu chaoluo is pinched by Shen Chaosheng and looks up at him with his chin up. When he chews, he looks at Shen Chaosheng innocently with his big round eyes, like a hamster with food in his arms.

Shen Chaosheng stares at Gu chaoluo's face, and suddenly feels that a soft piece of his heart has sunk down, like a cone-shaped wine chocolate. The chocolate starts to melt from the tip and flows down the edge. The sweet and mellow sweet wine in it exudes mellow fragrance, which makes people indulge in one mouthful.

"Chaosheng, I'm done with it."

Gu chaoluo blinks his big eyes at Shen Chaosheng. His eyelashes flicker unconsciously. Shen Chaosheng suddenly feels that his chin has become a hot rolling iron.

It's terrible.

"Well, good." Shen Chaosheng put his hands in his pocket and walked back, as if avoiding something. "After eating, let's go."

But after he had gone far away, Shen Chaosheng suddenly remembered that he had not drunk the soymilk he had just poured. He came back and drank it with his back to Gu chaoluo.

Gu chaoluo looked at Shen Chaosheng's stiff back and suddenly began to laugh.

"Chaosheng, do you want to be concave when you drink soy milk?"

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at 8:30 in the morning, Gu chaoluo sat in the co driver's seat of Shen Chaosheng's car, looking at the flow of people in front of him, and could not help hugging himself.

"Ah Choo --"

SHEN Chaosheng squinted at him, pulled a paper towel and handed it over.

"Cold?"

Gu chaoluo shook his head. "Maybe my book fans are scolding me!"

Just at 10 o'clock last night, the falling moon, which has been relying on fairy writing and fairy plot, has greatly published two pictures. One is a tall black boy figure with white snow background taken from a distance, and the other is a picture of a girl with only half face in exquisite makeup.

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after listening to Gu chaoluo's words, people in the driver's seat laughed. The laughter was full of strong malice from Shen Chaosheng.

He gloated and said, "who let your good hair become a girl's picture before? Don't you understand the truth that "if you tell a lie, you have to use a hundred lies to round it?"

Gu chaoluo turned his eyes at Shen Chaosheng angrily, "you understand the most, OK? My Chaosheng brother, you are the best, OK? Oh, you must drive like a car! What's wrong with me? What's the matter with me

Shen Chaosheng smiles with good temper. When he stops at the traffic lights, he reaches over and rubs Gu chaoluo's hair to comfort him.

"Well, then! Don't be angry. We are the best when we fall. "