250 Raids: There's a girl next door

"Give it to my husband to eat." Zhang Mofei left a sentence, walked to the door, picked up the prepared rope hook, and left the room.

In the dead of night, whoever was tired and lay in bed for a day would collapse and sleep soundly.

But Ms. Zhang was full of energy, playing the role of Spider-Man, shaking the rope hook in her hand, and then threw it up to the second floor with all her strength, and followed the rope quickly to the second floor.

Each room in the student apartment has a small balcony. She climbed onto the balcony, looked down at the downstairs, and said with a slanted corner of her mouth, "Fortunately, it's the second floor."

She reached out and knocked on the glass window, "Yangyang."

"Yang Yang."

After shouting several times, the glass door opened, and Pei Mochen appeared in loose pajamas with wet hair.

Zhang Mofei smiled and lifted up the shaved ice in her hand, "I brought you shaved ice."

Speaking of which, she squeezed into Pei Mochen's room, and there was a familiar smell in the room, which was the smell of Pei Mochen.

The bed was neatly made, and she was going to sit on the chair next to the computer desk, but after thinking about it, she felt that the bed would be softer, so she sat on the bed|.

She opened the shaved ice box, and the hand holding the shaved ice was red from the cold. When she went upstairs, she held the shaved ice box tightly with her mouth, and two teeth marks were left on the carton.

"Come and eat, it's all melted."

Pei Mo looked at the shaved ice that was about to turn into water, and his originally cold face gradually became more tender.

"I don't eat this." He wiped his head with a towel after he finished speaking.

A trace of disappointment appeared in Zhang Mofei's eyes, "But it's been a hot day, eating this can relieve the heat."

"Eat it yourself." Pei Mochen looked at the box of shaved ice, obviously he had eaten it before, and it was Zhang Mofei's favorite strawberry flavor.

"Oh." Zhang Mofei responded, and scooped up the shaved ice with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet strawberry jam mixed with the icy feeling tasted great.

Halfway through eating, Zhang Mofei suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She put down the spoon, and her face turned pale instantly.

Pei Mochen glanced at Zhang Mofei, beads of sweat were already dripping from her forehead.

"what happened to you?"

Zhang Mofei covered her stomach with both hands, frowning in pain, "My stomach hurts so much."

Pei Moshen hurriedly threw away the towel in his hand and strode up to Zhang Mofei, and pressed his finger on the place Zhang Mofei was covering, "Is this where it hurts?"

His voice was gentle and pleasant, in Zhang Mofei's ears, it was like an instant painkiller.

Zhang Mofei glanced sideways at Pei Mochen, looking at his handsome face that hadn't recovered from the redness, she couldn't help but quickly pecked on it.

"Yangyang, you are so handsome."

Pei Mochen instinctively turned to look at Zhang Mofei.

Zhang Mofei faced him, and when they turned around, their lips touched unexpectedly, soft lips.

Pei Mochen's lips were warm, Zhang Mofei had eaten shaved ice just now, her lips were cold and sweet.

Zhang Mofei grinningly stuck out her tongue and licked Pei Mochen's lips, and then withdrew tactfully.

"Zhang Mofei, are you sick?" Pei Mo stood up and looked at Zhang Mofei angrily. He thought she was pretending to have a stomachache on purpose, and he threw the towel he was nervous on to the ground.

Seeing that Pei Mo got angry, Zhang Mofei was startled, and said aggrievedly, "Just kiss you, why are you angry, you turned your face and accidentally touched me when you kissed your lips just now, and I didn't insist on kissing."