Qingge and Yao Muchen got along for a reason, complementary in character, one apathetic tongue, one gentle and calm.
Qingge has a good temper. He usually laughs at Yao Muchen's poisonous tongue, and the whole person is grinning, and sometimes he can joke with him. And he could see that Yao Muchen was not malicious, but just used to erect such a protective shell for himself.
At this moment, Yao Muchen's irritability disappeared a lot with the smiling expression of his roommate.
"Mu Chen, I cooked shrimp porridge. You haven't eaten for a day. Eat it first, or you can't hold your body." Qingge brought the porridge and passed it to him. Hot. "
Yao Muchen was silent, but not as angry as he was just now. He looked at the bowl of porridge and wondered, "Did you cook it? Can you eat it?"
"..." Qingge glanced at him, humming gently, "otherwise? I dare not give you anything else, which I deliberately cooked after dinner."
When Yao Muchen was drinking with porridge, the outside living room shouted:
"Brother, brother, I'm back!"
"Hey, I'm in the guest room." Qingge said subconsciously, really wondering why his younger brother was so timid, and when he got home, he had to be certain.
Yao Muchen looked up at Qingge: "His brother? Your brother?"
"Aren't they all the same?" Qingge smiled lightly.
The next second, Duan Yuchen gently pushed the door and poked out his head: "Brother, are there guests at home?"
"Well, this is Brother Mu Chen, my roommate. He lived in our house for the past two days." Qingge introduced.
"Brother Mu Chen is good, I'm Duan Yuchen." Duan Yuchen obediently looked at this beautiful brother secretly, but the beautiful brother's face was not very good.
"Hello." Yao Muchen has no experience with children, but it is okay to reply politely.
Duan Yuchen looked at Qingge and touched his belly: "Little brother, what supper to eat tonight? I'm so hungry."
Since Duan Yuchen went to the third grade, his brothers always prepared a supper for him in the evening, fearing that he would be too nervous to study and could not keep up. If Duan Yujing is free, he will do it, but Qingge will do a lot of times. After all, he is relatively free.
"I cooked shrimp porridge in the kitchen. I'm hot. I drank it and went to the bath to sleep." Qingge laughed, said to Yao Muchen, and went out with his brother's shoulders.
A smiley voice came clearly:
"Ah, Xiaochen, have you grown taller? Why do I look taller than before?"
"Have you? Hey, my brothers are so tall, of course I won't be short!"
Yao Muchen sat quietly on the bed and drank porridge, his movements were elegant, and he could not see that he was so embarrassed.
He knew why Leng Shi did this, but he was still very angry. Even if Leng Shi tied him up or beat him, it didn't matter. He was so angry that Leng Shi could not help him in this way!
The usual feelings are already very fierce. Every time Yao Muchen recovers, it takes time, but at that time, he felt that Leng Shi was not too much, and he agreed to be with him. This kind of thing can not be avoided, and at most he scolded afterwards He had a meal.
But how dare he special last night!
Yao Muchen put the finished bowl on the side of the table, lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but he slumped back to bed before standing still.
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Qingge
Romance**Story not mine, for offline reading purposes only.** PLEASE DON'T VOTE, JUST READ ONLY. Thanks. #completed Lin Qingge's body was pathetically weak, so weak that just taking a few steps would make him gasp for breath. His own family treated him li...
