"Slurp..." Zhang Tao's loud voice suddenly sounded behind Bo Yan, "What smells so good so early in the morning?"

Bo Yan subconsciously turned around to look at him, revealing the porridge on the table.

"Damn it, Xiaobo," Zhang Tao exclaimed after taking a glance, "How can you be so leisurely? You have morning classes but you still get up early to cook porridge. You are so fucking sophisticated!"

"I didn't cook it," Bo Yan scooped up another small spoonful, blew it to his lips before swallowing it, and raised his eyebrows, "Ruan Mian cooked it for me."

As if to show off, he even emphasized the words "give me".

But Zhang Tao was a straight man to begin with, and at this moment all he could see was the porridge, so he didn't hear Bo Yan's subtext at all, and said, "Xiao Bo, I see this... this porridge is quite a lot, if you can't finish it, why don't I share it with you!"

As he spoke, he turned around and took the bowl from his table.

But just as Zhang Tao's fat fingers touched the edge of the bowl, he heard Bo Yan say lightly, "You think too much. I can finish it. Not a drop will be left."

Zhang Tao: “…………”

It's just a bowl of porridge, why are you protecting it? !

"Fat Zhang, forget it," Gu Mengping suddenly came over and patted Zhang Tao on the shoulder, "Do you have any unrealistic misunderstandings about yourself? Do you think a bowl of porridge can replace breakfast?"

Zhang Tao laughed, "That's true. I still have to eat meat buns."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Mian came back from washing up and subconsciously asked, "What meat buns?"

"Hey, Xiao Ruan," Zhang Tao changed the subject when he saw him, and said half-jokingly, "You're really not being nice. We're roommates, why are you treating us differently?"

Ruan Mian didn't react for a moment. His eyes fell on Bo Yan, and he saw Bo Yan holding a small spoon and looking back at him with a smile in his eyes. Suddenly, he felt his whole body burning.

"No... no discrimination," Ruan Mian quickly looked away and looked at Zhang Tao, saying generously, "Zhang Pang, if you want to drink porridge, I will cook it for you when you get back from get out of class tonight!"

Now Bo Yan couldn't laugh anymore. His face suddenly turned cold and he said simply, "No."

Ruan Mian and Zhang Tao were both stunned and looked up at Bo Yan.

"I have a stomach problem," Bo Yan raised his eyebrows and asked confidently, "Zhang Pang, you don't have any, so why are you fighting for food with me, a patient?"

"Do you have stomach problems?" Zhang Tao's attention was immediately diverted. "Is it serious? Oh, I remember, you looked very bad one night two days ago. Could it be that you had a stomach problem?"

Bo Yan said "hmm" lightly, lowered his eyes and scooped another spoonful of porridge to drink.

Zhang Tao finally figured it out. He stopped asking Ruan Mian to cook porridge for him and said with concern: "Then you have to take good care of yourself. Your health is important!"

Bo Yan nodded, and suddenly said: "The porridge that Ruan Mian cooked for me is specially for nourishing the stomach."

Ruan Mian: “…………”

There's no need to emphasize this, okay?

The tips of his ears suddenly felt even hotter, and he turned around and glared at Bo Yan angrily.

Bo Yan gave him an innocent look in response, then lowered his eyes and continued to drink his porridge, hiding the smile on the corner of his lips.

"That's good, that's good," Zhang Tao gave a thumbs up, "Just drink slowly. I'm strong and healthy so I won't fight with you. I don't need to take care of my stomach."

Seeing that the topic had finally come to an end, Ruan Mian breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.

But just as he was about to relax, Zhang Tao sighed again and said in a tone that said, "Blind student, you have discovered something." "It just suddenly occurred to me that Xiaobo, you have stomach problems, why don't you cook the porridge yourself, but let Xiaoruan cook it for you?"

Ruan Mian: “…………”

In fact, this question is not difficult to answer. Bo Yan suffered from stomach problems twice because of him, so it is completely reasonable for him to cook porridge for Bo Yan.

But it was too difficult to explain. After all, Zhang Tao and Gu Mengping knew nothing about the causes of Bo Yan's two previous stomach problems.

Before Ruan Mian could think of how to answer, he heard Bo Yan say calmly: "Of course, it's because Ruan Mian cares about his roommates."

Ruan Mian came back to his senses suddenly and couldn't help but glance at Bo Yan. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Bo Yan emphasized the word "care" very much!

"Care for nothing," Ruan Mian muttered softly, then raised his head and glared at Bo Yan fiercely, "Eat your porridge quickly and stop talking nonsense!"

Bo Yan suppressed his laughter and said "OK", then lowered his head and continued drinking.

Before leaving, Bo Yan did what he said and drank up all the porridge.

There was still time for class, so he went to the bathroom to clean the porridge cooking tool and then came back to give it back to Ruan Mian.

On the way out to class, Bo Yan turned his head to look at Ruan Mian and suddenly said seriously: "Thank you for cooking porridge for me, but I can do it myself next time."

Ruan Mian paused and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Is the food I cooked not tasty?"

Although it was his first time using this porridge cooking tool, he cooked it exactly as instructed. Could something have gone wrong?

"How come?" Ruan Mian was in self-doubt when he heard Bo Yan chuckle in his ear and said naturally, "It tastes good, but I just want to show some care for my roommate and don't want him to get up so early every day."

Forty-five minutes may not seem long, but it is really precious for those who wake up early.

Besides, Ruan Mian liked to sleep. When he got up at 6:30 today, he really felt like he was floating.

What's more, even though Bo Yan had stomach problems twice because of him, and he cooked porridge for Bo Yan as a favor, he really didn't need to repay him every day.

This is what he thought in his head, but Ruan Mian paused, and for some reason, what he said in the end was: "Our cool brother doesn't... don't need your care. I'll cook it for you and you can just drink it!"

Now it was Bo Yan's turn to be silent.

After a while, he smiled again, his light-colored eyes shining brightly in the morning sunlight, "Then I'll trouble you, brother Ku. I will definitely drink every day without leaving a drop."

Ruan Mian was still thinking about the previous drinking party, which was treated by Bo Yan. He later asked Tang Qing specifically and he was told that the final consumption was 5021.

Ruan Mian wanted to buy something of similar price to return to Bo Yan, but after looking at it for two days, he still hadn't made up his mind.

Before the live broadcast in the evening, Ruan Mian saw the boss’s avatar lit up, and suddenly he had an idea.

He immediately opened the private message dialog box with his big boss and quickly typed: God G, are you there?

Glacier replied immediately: Yes, what’s the matter?

Ruan Mian's eyes lit up, and he continued typing away.

God G, I want to ask you something. I want to give something to one of my roommates, about 5,000 yuan. What do you think would be a good gift?

Glacier: About 5,000. Is it necessary to give such an expensive gift to your roommate?

Ruan Mian paused and explained briefly:

He had paid about this much for me before, so I wanted to buy one at a similar price.

Glacier: Actually, if you have a good relationship with your roommate, you don’t necessarily have to pay the same price. As long as the intention is there, your roommate won’t mind.

Ruan Mian thought that the big boss wanted to save money for him, so after thinking about it, he replied: God G, don’t worry, I have money!

But after saying this, Ruan Mian paused and regretted it.

Isn't it that a large part of the reason why he is so rich now is due to the gift given to him by the big boss!

Just as I was hesitating whether to withdraw this message, the big boss replied with two messages in a row:

Glacier: I'm not worried. I know you have money. It doesn't matter if you don't have money. I will give you more gifts.

Glacier: If you really want to give a gift worth 5,000, then give it to your roommate. You can think about what your roommate likes. If you can't think of anything, think about something you think is good and is around this price range, such as shoes?

Ruan Mian was enlightened for a moment, but soon lowered his head again.

Because he found that he really couldn't think of anything that Bo Yan liked.

Bo Yan seems too cold overall. He usually eats and drinks very simply and seems to never show any special preference for anything.

The only time he mentioned it was when Bo Yan said he liked his big Möbius earrings.

Oh, and the Mobius earrings!

So, Bo Yan actually likes cooler things?

Ruan Mian had an idea, his fingers flew, and he immediately typed -

Thank you, God G, I figured it out! Shoes will do. I just happened to have a pair of new trendy shoes that are very cool and the price is right, 4888. I will buy a pair of the same style for him!

Glacier replied immediately: Sure, your roommate will definitely like it.

Ruan Mian sent back another emoticon package expressing gratitude, then reached for his phone and sent a WeChat message to Bo Yan:

Bo Yan, let me ask you, what size shoes do you wear?

In an Internet cafe in the shared area, Han Yi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, smacked his lips and said "tsk tsk" repeatedly, "Awesome, really awesome, Bo Gou is worthy of being Bo Gou, he got the couple's shoes in just a few minutes!"

Bo Yan glanced at him sideways, took a deep breath, and pretended not to hear anything. His expression remained unchanged. He quickly switched to the private message interface of the Gulu platform, clicked into WeChat, and innocently replied to the only pinned message with the note 6426-Conciliaris·m.

I wear size 45, why are you suddenly asking this?

The author has something to say: Xiaobo, you are so good at pretending! You tricked your wife into buying you couple shoes again!

Term Explanation - Conciliaris m Supremacy

So, my little cuties, can you guess what the note Xiaobo gave to Naitanzi means?

I have been working on it for four days in a row. Today I will take it easy and make the transition. I will work hard to make it thicker and longer tomorrow!

Thanks for the investment and nutrient solution!

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