A Rich Family Has an Ugly Duckling ( Chinese Bl MTL Novel )

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

　　Chen Wu turned his head in embarrassment, he really didn't expect that Zhu Jindong would set the screen saver as his photo, and it was a photo he had never seen before. There is a faint guess in my heart, but I don't dare to believe it too much.

　　Zhu Jindong turned the phone back to hide it, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen. No matter how he explained it, it didn't seem right, and he didn't want to explain it.

　　Although Zhu Jindong ignored Chen Wu for a long time, he would think of Chen Wu every day. Because he lived in Q University, Zhu Jindong couldn't see Chen Wu for most of the semester, and he could only look at the little curly hair on his phone every day to chat for comfort.

　　The photo he set as the screen saver was secretly taken by Zhu Jindong.

　　That day, Chen Wu walked through the small garden, wearing a clean and tidy school uniform, the sun shone down, illuminating his distinct eyelashes, like a cute elf wearing flowers and leaves.

　　His glasses might have been put away, and his slightly drooping pupils were moist and clear, as if they contained a pool of sparkling water. He may have encountered something happy, his rosy mouth grinned slightly, revealing the small dimple at the corner of his mouth, which was as sweet as honey, making one couldn't help but want to lick it.

　　Standing on the upstairs balcony, Zhu Jindong watched without blinking, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to take a quick picture of this scene. Since then, this photo has been stationed in his mobile phone. Zhu Jindong likes to look at this photo when he has any troubles. Chen Wu's smile seems to be a sweet solution, which has the magic power to soften his heart.

　　It was getting late after returning home, Zhu Jindong saw Chen Wu's nose was red, and specially asked Aunt Zhang to make ginger soup for Chen Wu to drive away the cold.

　　But what I didn't expect was that because of the temperature drop in the northern provinces, there was a wave of flu. Unfortunately, Chen Wu was caught, and he spoke with a strong nasal voice.

　　Zhu Jindong heard it, frowned and said: "Why do you still have a cold? Your body is too delicate. Studying is not as important as your body. You need to exercise more."

　　It happened to be the weekend, and neither of them was in class. Zhu Jindong drove Chen Wu out to get medicine. When he came out of the hospital, he saw a milk tea shop not far away, and went to buy Chen Wu a cup of heated ice sugar Sydney.

　　Chen Wu turned his head and asked, "Don't you want it?"

　　Zhu Jindong shook his head and refused: "I don't like to drink these things that are too sweet."

　　Chen Wu's hands were a little cold, and he held the milk tea in both hands to keep warm. He drank a couple of sips from time to time, and walked to the parking lot with Zhu Jindong.

　　But Zhu Jindong's eyes kept falling on Chen Wu's mouth. Chen Wu was very uncomfortable being stared at, so he hesitated and asked, "Brother Jindong, do you want a drink?"

　　Zhu Jindong's eyes lit up, and then he struggled for a while, but still couldn't stand the temptation, and said, "You hold it up, and I'll try it."

　　Chen Wu obediently lifted up the pear juice, Zhu Jindong bent down to suck it twice, and even took a malicious bite.

　　When Chen Wu took it back, seeing the obvious wrinkles on the straw, he didn't want to drink anymore. Zhu Jindong glared at him: "What's wrong, you still despise me."

　　Chen Wu could only take a sip aggrieved.

　　Zhu Jindong felt that the pear juice was too sweet, and ran down his throat to his heart, couldn't help rubbing Chen Wu's head, and praised him: "Good boy."