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"How fragrant it is

A burst of fragrance from the 509 dormitory door under the door, passers-by have to sigh, this flavor is absolutely amazing.

Today, Su Muyang, who only ate five steamed buns a day, cooked the hot pot. The calculation time is about 5:30, and Luo Yibei should be over.

He happily pressed the heat preservation key, waiting for Luo Yibei to come back and give him a surprise.

"Oh, I'll go! It's delicious! Which snail girl is cooking? "

"Will you wake up? There's no snail girl, only takeout boy. "

The sound of talking and laughing outside the door is gradually far away, and Su Muyang's complacency is expanding.

If you can get such praise from Luo Yibei, it will be worthwhile for him to be hungry all day.

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at seven o'clock, Luo Yibei came back to the dormitory with exhaustion all over his body. Before he got to the door, he smelled a familiar spicy smell.

What's the situation? Do Lin Ji and Su Muyang eat hot pot in the dormitory?

He opened the door suspiciously and saw that Su Muyang, who had been lying on the table, straightened up immediately. His dim eyes lit up in the moment when he saw him.

"Schoolmaster! You are back

Su Mu Yang's eyebrows and eyes are full of meek smile, with ingratiating and friendly.

Luo Yibei's thoughts returned to the young face that frowned tightly in the morning to sleep.

Before he could speak, Su Muyang, with a bright smile, stood up.

"I cooked the hot pot! Shall we eat together

Luo a North looking at Su Mu Yang hand that heat preservation key light small pot, suddenly feel some sour.

Is sumiyan trying to please him?

What does sumuyang want to do?

"Schoolmaster?"

"Schoolmaster."

"Schoolmaster..."

The young man's bright smiling face was always rocking in front of him, as if to be carved into his retina.

Some of the boy's deep, dumb voice kept ringing in his ears, as if to compose a heart song in his mind.

Luo a North some irritable, in the heart that silk uneasiness and doubt surged up again.

He rubbed his brow and waved his hand, "no, I've eaten it. You can eat it!"

As soon as the words were said, Su Muyang's smile, which looked like a kerosene lamp with its wick suddenly pulled out, gradually extinguished until it disappeared.

Luo Yibei raised his eyes at the moment, he saw Su Muyang's face flashed by the loss.

At that moment, he regretted and opened his mouth to explain something.

But before he could say a word, the young man with mist in his eyes laughed.

"Well! I'll eat it myself

Su Muyang's voice is a bit hoarse. The instructions on the medicine pasted in the dark shadow in the corner of the table are almost invisible.

Luo a north to see Su Muyang smile press the heat preservation key, orange light in an instant out, he can't speak for a moment.

The smile on Su Mu Yang's face is not different, but why does he still think his smile is a little fake?

It's like It's like trying to smile.

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when Lin Ji and Xu Tianxi walked back together, Luo Yibei sat on his stool reading, and Su Muyang was sleeping facing the wall.

The room is very quiet, but the corridor outside the dormitory is very busy.

"Ah Xi! See you tomorrow

"Fat brother! See you tomorrow

Someone is laughing: "are you two in love? Are you so reluctant? "

Xu Tianxi replied, "you know a fart! This is a revolutionary friendship in exchange for life. "

Lin Ji also retorted: "the brotherhood of socialism, you, a vicious capitalist, will not understand it!"

Lin Ji walked in and first said hello to Luo Yibei with a smile. Then, his dog nose caught a trace of food from the air.

"There is food..."

Before he finished his words, Luo Yibei, with a cold face, made a silent gesture to him. He saw Su Muyang lying on the bed, and swallowed the last half of his words.

He gently closed the door, slowly walked to his position and sat down, lowered his voice and looked at the opposite Luo Yibei.

"Did Su go to bed so early today?"

Luo Yibei thought of Su Muyang, who had just finished a big pot of hot pot with a paper towel, vaguely "um".

After sumuyang finished the hot pot cleaning, he went into the bathroom in less than five minutes, and then went out to write his homework for a while, and then climbed into bed to sleep.

Lin Ji sighed in a low voice that Su Muyang, a boy who stayed up late, would degenerate into a devil who went to bed early and got up early. He continued to write his unfinished homework because of playing games.

The two people sitting below did not notice that Su Muyang, who was almost leaning against the wall and sleeping, was covered with sweat behind his forehead on the wall, with his eyebrows locked.