Chapter 7 Sniffing

"My God, two handsome guys stand together, I can't do it... Please tell the doctor that I have type K blood." A girl stared at Luo Chu and Zuo Suci who were standing together, exaggeratedly wearing clothes Sleeve to wipe Schrödinger's nosebleed on her face.

"I'm so handsome, snap snap snap snap!"

Almost half of the classmates around held up their mobile phones and clicked at them, taking pictures with no blind spots at 360 degrees.

"They...they are really good match!" A girl looked at them obsessively, and suddenly said to the girl next to her in a very low voice, "The skin tone is poor, the body shape is poor, sigh..."

The girl immediately became excited, and the two girls whispered: "Yes, look at Luo Chu's waist, and then look at Zuo Suici's slender and powerful fingers, can he hold the handsome Luo Luo with just one hand? Small waist?! I love, love, love!"

The effect of Luo Chu and Zuo Suci standing together successfully demonstrated "1+1﹥2"

The team for the meal kept shrinking, Zuo Suci followed behind Luo Chu, Luo Chu took a step, he took a step, Luo Chu took another step, and he took another step.

The top of Luo Chu's hair was almost flush with Zuo Suci's eyebrows, and the canteen was filled with the aroma of rice, but Zuo Suci still caught a hint of the sweetness of mango from the front.

The pattern Luo Chu painted on the shampoo in the bathroom seemed to be mangoes, sweet.

On the first day of school, everyone was very new to the food in the cafeteria, and almost all the seats were full.

Luo Chu took the dinner plate and looked around, but there were a few vacant seats, but all four seats were filled with three people. Luo Chu was too embarrassed to take the initiative to join others.

He was hesitating when Zuo Suci suddenly brushed past him and said without pause, "There is a place here."

When Zuo Su resigned in line just now, Pang Wei went to occupy a seat, Luo Chu hesitated and followed.

Luo Chu chose the vacant seat next to Pang Wei between the two vacant seats.

Pang Wei was a little surprised, he thought that handsome guys would attract each other, Luo Chuhui and Zuo Suci sat aside.

Zuo Suci paused with an imperceptible expression.

Luo Chu did this because he felt that Zuo Suci should not want others to know that they knew each other, otherwise Zuo Suci would not have said a word to himself when he was in line just now, and he would not have even glanced at himself when he asked him to come and sit. They didn't even look at them, as if they were afraid that others would see them as familiar.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little heavy for no reason, and Pang Wei didn't know why, but he was a familiar one. He took the initiative to talk to Luo Chu: "Handsome guy, are you Luo Chu?"

Luo Chu was about to taste the rice noodles, when he heard the words, he stopped and nodded: "Yeah."

For the first time, Pang Wei saw a boy with glowing white skin. He stared at Luo Chu's face without blinking: "Can you tell me how you look so white? Military training tanned me twice, I A quick trick is needed!"

The rice noodles had already been brought to his mouth, so Luo Chu had no choice but to stop his chopsticks and answer, "I don't know either."

Pang Wei worriedly touched his bronzed forehead and said, "Then what do you usually eat and use? Does it have any whitening effect?"

Pang Wei's questions were too intensive. From sitting down to now, Luo Chu hasn't eaten a mouthful of rice noodles.

Zuo Suci tapped the glass beverage bottle in front of Pang Wei with the end of his chopsticks: "Don't fight against genes, what skin color do you have no point in?"

Pangwei, who was born not white: "..."

He stopped talking.

Luo Chu was finally able to eat powder safely.

Luo Chu ate slowly, and he put down his chopsticks ten minutes after Zuo Suci and Pang Wei finished eating.

The taste of rice noodles was actually not very good. He didn't want to waste it, so he forced himself to eat half a bowl and couldn't eat it anymore.

So at the end of the afternoon class, he changed his idea of ​​eating stewed shrimp at night, and instead made two simple side dishes, so that he could eat it quickly.

He picked a few vegetables in the supermarket downstairs. When passing the fruit section, his eyes fell on the orange mangoes several times, but every time he took two glances, he forced himself to look away.

Even so, Luo Chu still had two beautiful large mangoes in his bag when he came out of the supermarket.

Zuo Shuci suddenly frowned when he saw the mangoes on the coffee table when he came home in the evening. He stood by the kitchen door and asked Luo Chu, who was washing vegetables inside, "Did you buy the mangoes?"

Luo Chu looked back at him in a hurry wearing an apron, blinked his eyes and said, "I bought it."

Zuo Suci raised his eyebrows: "You want to travel to the hospital? Don't you know that you are allergic to mangoes?"

Luo Chu took the spatula and wiped the tiny beads of sweat on the side of his face. The temperature in the kitchen was high, and his cheeks were white with powder: "I buy it, but I don't eat it."

"Do you think I believe it?" Zuo Suici gave Luo Chu a distrustful look.

Luo Chu bent the end of his eyes, ran over and stuffed the huge mango into Zuo Suci's arms: "I'll give it to you."

Zuo Suci stared at the curvature of Luo Chu's eyes and was stunned. He stretched out his index finger and pointed at himself: "...for me?"

Luo Chu nodded "ummm" and tilted his head: "Yes, you eat, don't you like it?"

Zuo Suici looked down at the mango with the size of half his own head: "... so kindly buy it for me?"

"Just let me smell it when you eat." Luo Chu obediently blinked at Zuo Suci.

Zuo Suci: "..."

To put it pitifully, he couldn't blame Luo Chu for buying mangoes any more.

Zuo Suci washed his hands and went into the kitchen to help Luo Chu work together.

Both of them can cook some simple meals. Although Luo Chu is squeamish, he is not a young master who does not work hard and does not distinguish between grains. He is willing to do many tasks, but it is inconvenient due to physical factors.

They have a clear division of labor. Zuo Suci wears an apron to take over the cooking, while Luo Chu carefully washes the vegetables.

The dishes were washed quickly, and Luo Chu had nothing to do and stood aside watching Zuo Suci cooking.

The apron on Zuo Suci's body was bought by Luo Chu, with a three-dimensional bunny pattern on it. Such a cute apron is very inconsistent to wear on Zuo Suci's body, and it does not match Zuo Suci's body shape.

When Zuo Suci was cooking, the blue veins on his arms were looming. From the back, Zuo Suci would feel that his shoulders were wide and his legs were long. Although he was thin, his ankles and wrists were a bit skinny, but he was full of strength.

Luo Chu looked at him and pursed his lips enviously.

Obviously everyone is nineteen years old, but Zuo Suci's hormones secretly exceeded the standard.

"Stop standing in the kitchen." Zuo Suici found Luo Chu still in the kitchen when he turned around to prepare the plate, he urged Luo Chu while he was busy, "Go to the living room to sit and eat something, and I'll call you when the dishes are ready. "

The tone of Zuo Suci's speech was very homely, and Luo Chu felt a little confused.

When Zuo Suci met him in the cafeteria during the day, he didn't want to let others know that they knew each other, but now it's strange.

He wanted to ask Zuo Suci, but felt that it would be embarrassing for both of them to ask such a question. After hesitating for a while, he endured it and silently walked to the sofa and sat down wearing gloves to cut mangoes for Zuo Suci.

Mango smells so good.

Li Luochu's favorite fruit in the world is mango, and because he is allergic to mango, this elusive fruit has completely become the white moonlight in Luo Chu's heart.

When Zuo Suci came out of the kitchen after finishing the dishes, he saw Luo Chu sniffing around like a puppy holding a mango pit with half-squinted eyes.

Zuo Suci raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say a word. He wanted to see what Luo Chu was going to do next.

The development of things really did not disappoint Zuo Suci. The plate was filled with peeled mango flesh, and the mango pit in Luo Chu's hand was too poor compared to it.

Luo Chu looked around, and suddenly got the guts to get a toothpick with mango flesh...

"Clang clang clang."

The sudden sound on the dining table startled Luo Chu, and he suddenly opened his eyes to look at Zuo Suci.

Zuo Suci raised his finger and tapped three times on the dining table, he propped up the table with one arm, and the other hand holding the spatula pointed at Luo Chu, much like the teacher who supported the podium to train others in school, but his tone More helpless: "Luo Chu how old are you? You bought it even knowing you were allergic to it, but in order to take a bite, you said that it was bought for me. If you take this bite, you can go to the sick meal tonight. already."

Luo Chu knew that he was wrong. He was very guilty, but his index finger was still reluctantly rubbing the edge of the fruit plate back and forth: "I'm not so clueless, I'll just take a sip, I'll just taste..."

The more Luo Chu said, the lower his voice, and his eyes became more and more aggrieved.

Like a poor baby who wants to eat candy but can't get it.

It's like this again, as long as Luo Chu looks like this pitiful grievance, Zuo Suci is helpless, he can't say the lesson, and his anger just leaks out like a punctured balloon.

Zuo Shuci sighed in his heart, and when he spoke again, his tone softened a lot: "Don't think about mangoes, come and eat."

Luo Chu stood up slowly, and in just a few short steps from the sofa to the dining table, he turned his head to look at Mango three times, with deep feelings.

The smell of cooking on the table quickly overwhelmed the smell of mangoes. Luo Chu lowered his head and quietly put his middle finger under his nose to sniff. Just now, his hand was soaked with mango juice. stay out.

"What are you smelling?" Zuo Suci asked, staring at Luo Chu, who was behaving strangely.

Luo Chuyi, who was suddenly named, raised his head, and his polite middle finger immediately pointed directly at Zuo Suci.

Zuo Suci: "..."

Luo Chu was stunned for a moment, and immediately retracted his middle finger.

Zuo Suci's face was a little dark, and he said to Luo Chu in a tone that could not be rejected: "Let me smell it."

Luo Chu obediently ate a meal as if he hadn't heard it. Everyone was an adult. He hoped that Zuo Suci could understand what he meant and ignore this little episode generously.

But today he provoked Zuo Suci again and again, how could Zuo Suci be generous?

"Stand out." Zuo Suci put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stretched his arms until Luo Chu hooked his fingers to make a request.

Luo Chu felt that Zuo Suci's body could grab his wrist as long as he leaned forward a little, and the matter was over, there was no need to struggle.

He slumped over his fingers.

Zuo Suci's hand has well-defined, slender and powerful knuckles, while Luo Chu's knuckles are more slender. At first glance, they feel soft and boneless. The fingertips are slightly warped, faintly pink, and the belly of the finger is round and glowing under the light. With a lustrous sheen.

When these two hands are stacked together, they are very beautiful, like white silk covering a jade bi, and they match very well.

When Wen Ruansu's hand fell on Zuo Suci's palm, Zuo Suci unconsciously raised his fingers and squeezed it gently, the touch was softer than he imagined.

Luo Chu obediently tapped Zuo Suci's palm with his middle finger as if resigning his fate, and turned his face away, his voice soft and obedient: "Here, listen."

Zuo Suci looked down at Luo Chu's fair and delicate hands, as if the wrong movie had been played in his mind, and suddenly the dream of that night appeared - Luo Chu's fingers dipped in water droplets swept across his collarbone vaguely, and slowly evoked them. The neck of his pajamas, the hot and humid breath slowly approached...

Zuo Suci's mouth was suddenly dry, he suddenly let go of Luo Chu's hand, turned and walked towards the refrigerator.

Luo Chu was a little confused, he looked at his abandoned hand, then turned to look at Zuo Suci, who was half-blocked by the refrigerator door, put his chin on the back of the chair and looked at Zuo Suci: "Why don't you hear it? You Don't you want to smell it?"

Zuo Suci added several pieces of ice to the water glass, and he said in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "I don't need to smell it, I know the smell of mango. You eat first, and I'll go after two sips of water."

"Oh."

The ice water softened the feeling of dry mouth a little, Zuo Suci lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand in a trance.

It was this hand that touched Luo Chu just now, and it seemed that there was still a soft touch left on it at the moment.

Surprisingly, Zuo Suci twisted his fingertips, slowly raised his hand under his nose and sniffed.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. It seems that there is indeed the sweetness of mango attached to the hand. The taste is too light, so it is less sweet and greasy.

Zuo Suci was in a trance when Luo Chu's voice suddenly came from the opposite side. He frowned slightly, stared at the fingers under Zuo Suci's nose and asked, "What are you smelling?"

The author says:

Zuo Suci: "What are you smelling?"

Luo Chu: "What are you smelling?"

Grabbing each other's bags, who is more embarrassed than who?