Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 286 Warm Mr. Lin (13)

Early the next morning, the toilet brand alarm clock woke up the first day of the new year on time.

"what time is it?"

I couldn't roll around on the bed twice as usual. On the first day of junior high school, I vaguely smelled the smell of food slipping into my nose, and my stomach subconsciously emptied.

It's been more than ten days, and she hasn't eaten a grain of rice. If she doesn't eat anything, she may become the first ghost in the world to be starved to death.

"Ding, seven in the morning."

The concept of time in the toilet has always been very strong. Judging from the usual countdown before crossing, we know that there will never be a second less, let alone a second more.

seven o'clock?

In the past, this was the time for Lin Chaomu to open the door of his room, why would he be cooking in the kitchen today?
"Has he been here?"

Maybe it was because I slept so deeply just now that I didn't even notice that someone came in.

"Ding, no."

The first day of junior high school who pretended to be tumbling in his heart stopped, okay, she knows, Lin Chaomu has found that he is not normal since last night.

Maybe the meal he's cooking now is just for himself?
Making a guess in my heart, I heard a burst of steady footsteps walking towards the direction of the room on the first day of the junior high school.

In an instant, the footsteps stopped at the door of the room, and the door opened. Lin Chaomu couldn't be seen on the first day of the junior high school, but he could smell the aroma of the food he brought.

"Good morning darling."

Lin Chaomu held Chuyi's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and then put the tray in his hand on the bedside table.

"Today I made millet porridge, your favorite drink, do you want to taste it?"

Seemingly thinking of something, Lin Chaomu seemed to chuckle when he heard it on the first day of the junior high school.

"In the past, you always laughed at me for not being able to cook well. I definitely couldn't do without you. You are wrong. I can cook well. You are right, because I really can't do without you."

Hearing the crisp sound of the spoon hitting the porcelain bowl, Chuyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking about when Lin Chaomu would be able to put the millet porridge into his mouth.

There was a sound of blowing, and Chu Yi had already opened his mouth, but in the passage of time, Chu Yi, who didn't feel the softness in his mouth, realized that Lin Chaomu was playing with himself.

Evil hero!

"Do you really want to eat it? You can eat it when you wake up, huh?"

Lin Chaomu put down the spoon in his hand after just two mouthfuls. He stood up, straightened his collar, looked down at Chu Yi who was still sleeping, bent down and kissed Chu Yi quickly on his lips.

Tenth time! ! !
Chu Yi, who couldn't help roaring in his heart, held his breath, waited for a while to open his eyes, and saw Lin Chaomu's shocked expression.

But she didn't open her eyes, not even after Lin Chaomu walked out of the room. She wanted to move her fingers on the first day of the junior high school, but found that everything was in vain.

"Toilet, you're kidding me!"

"Ding, no."

Chu Yi, who tried to move his fingers several times, finally gave up struggling, and looked at the dialog box that appeared in front of him, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's already been kissed ten times, why haven't I been resurrected?"

I don't know if Lin Chaomu did it on purpose, but before he left, he actually took away the millet porridge that was placed on the bedside table.

The millet porridge, which was still steaming, wafted into the tip of Chuyi's nose with a hint of sweet and glutinous taste, which made Chuyi scratch his heart and lungs again.

Lin Chaomu is so hateful, he didn't even take the food away, do you know how uncomfortable it feels to be a foodie, smell it but not be able to eat it?

"Who said it's been kissed ten times?"

(End of this chapter)