Follow Your Feeling [in editing]

CHAPTER 17

It's the first day of second semester.

Today was the university festival. The main hall of the university administration building has been packed with information booths of faculties and clubs. In front of the building also park university buses that will take the kids from all high-schools to the faculties that held open house there.

"Pham ja, could you bring the dessert for the board of directors and the staff at 8th floor?" The president of the cooking club asked the young boy which gives brief explanation about the club to the high-schooler that visiting cooking club's booth.

"Khrab Phi."

Phi Aum, "Dej is already in the 8th floor with the food."

"Khrab, then Pham leave first na."

"Kha."

Pham took off his apron and bring the boxes that contain the desserts to the 8th floor. The 8th floor of the university main building is the conference room that usually used to held some event that involve the board directors or the patrons of the university.

According to Phi Aum, when the university or other faculties has mini event less than 200people, then the food will be handled by the cooking club. So if anyone asked which club that has their own income, it will be the cooking club. Cooking club is so rich aren't they ha ha ha.

Pham stood in front of the lift and try use his elbow to press the button since both his hands are full with the boxes of dessert. Then,

Ding!

Pham look at a hand that shoot from behind and press the button. Pham turn over to say thank you but suddenly he feels his back pushed inside the lift gently.

Pham turn over. Again, suddenly, his boxes are lift and his hands become empty.

Pham look at the person beside him and,

"Phi Dean?"

"Khrab." The president of the cooking club look at the younger boy beside of him, "Pham will be at 8th floor right?"

"Khrab. The boxes ..."

"Let Phi carried the boxes. You wouldn't grow tall if you bring heavy thing too often."

Pham heard the tease in the older man voice, still Pham feels little bit irritated.

"Don't tease na Phi, Pham sure will grow tall la."

"No tease, no tease." The president of the swimming club glance at the small boy beside him. The head is hung low, but he noticing the pout in the young boy's lips.

Since the president of the swimming club knew about his 'Pham', the young man couldn't help it to always thinking about the young boy. The young man once again glance at still pouting lips.

The lips was red, not that kind of red because of the make-up, but soft red or pink. Its look moist too.

How the taste of those small lips hmm?

Lucky that the young boy didn't know the perverted thinking of the young man, else he will be run.

Ding!

The lift stop at 8th floor. The door are open, but the president of the swimming club and the member of cooking club still stood inside the lift.

"Pham."

The young man called the young boy that stood next to him.

"Pham."

But the young boy not bug at all.