When the male lead falls in love with the male partner

Chapter 77 Mischievous Kiss

So at dinner, Jiang Zhishu usually eats two bowls, but today he has already served the third bowl of rice. Jiang's mother asked suspiciously, "Zhishu, you are so hungry today, did you not eat enough at school at noon?" ,"

"Ah..." Jiang Zhishu came back with a bowl of rice and sat down. Hearing his mother's question, he nodded in embarrassment. He couldn't say that he was stocking up on food for tomorrow, "Well, I'm so hungry."

"Well, then I will prepare some food for you at noon, so I can't let Naoki starve at school." Mother Jiang looked at her precious son distressedly, "Mom will bake another cake later."

Jiang Zhishu couldn't help but want to vomit blood.

Jiang Zhishu's face twitched a little, afraid that his mother would find out that something was wrong, so he lowered his head as if he was concentrating on serving food, and then replied: "Okay..."

No matter whether I eat or not, anyway, I agree first, otherwise my mother will know my plan, and my mother will not let me go...

Jiang Yushu, who was sitting next to Jiang Zhishu, rolled his eyes, with a strange expression on his face. While Jiang's mother was serving Jiang's father's food and talking, Jiang Yushu quietly touched Jiang Zhishu's hand with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "Brother , would you eat that much cake?"

Jiang Zhishu glanced at Jiang Yushu. Jiang Zhishu sighed inwardly at his brother's teasing, then turned his head and silently picked up the rice, well, this bowl is almost at its limit after eating, and if you eat it at night, you will accumulate food...

Early the next morning, Jiang's mother was the first to get up. She was already busy making breakfast, and then went to wake her husband and sons to get up.

Jiang Zhishu went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back, and started to eat breakfast quickly again, twice as much as usual. Jiang's mother smiled and watched her husband and son eating deliciously, feeling extremely happy.

Jiang Zhishu had the earliest class time, so he was the first to get up and prepare to go out. Seeing Jiang Zhishu sitting up and carrying his schoolbag, Jiang's mother hurriedly got up and went to the refrigerator to take out the prepared cake, "Zhishu, take your lunch!"

"Should I only let Naoki eat this at noon?" Jiang's father saw that there was only cake, and hesitantly said to Jiang's mother: "It's not good to only eat cake, cake can't be eaten as a meal."

Jiang Zhishu looked at Jiang's mother with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

Jiang's mother persistently put the cake into Jiang Zhishu's schoolbag, Jiang Zhishu's heart sank, Jiang's mother stuffed another bottle of milk into it, Jiang's father closed his mouth and did not speak.

Jiang Zhishu said with a hint of loss in his voice, "I'm going to school." Then he turned and left the house.

When Jiang Zhishu arrived at the school, it was still early before class time. He went to the class and sat down. Looking at the empty seat next to him, Jiang Zhishu thought, his deskmate had to step on the spot every day to come to class, so he was really lazy to a certain extent.

Unexpectedly, within a few minutes, that lazy figure appeared at the door.

A Zhuo stopped at the door of Class A, his chest was heaving and he was gasping for breath, obviously he had been exercising, and he hadn't fully recovered after walking to his seat and sitting down.

A flash of surprise flashed in Jiang Zhishu's eyes, he came so early at the same table?And the breathing is so messy, what are you doing?However, the two of them were not yet familiar with each other, so Jiang Zhishu didn't ask any questions, but continued to read his book with his head down.

But A Zhuo frowned, as soon as he sat down, he smelled a familiar smell, sweet, chocolate and cake, a memory flashed in A Zhuo's mind.

Wrinkling his nose and inhaling, Ah Zhuo fixed his target on his tablemate, "Cake?"

Jiang Zhishu was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to look at A Zhuo, making sure that the tablemate was talking to him, the cake... did it smell?Jiang Zhishu nodded, "Well, I brought a cake."

"Black Forest?" A Zhuo still looked at Jiang Zhishu and asked, while he glanced at Jiang Zhishu, as if he was looking at where Jiang Zhishu hid the cake, and focused on Jiang Zhishu's pocket.

Jiang Zhishu was a little embarrassed by Ah Zhuo's look, who would put the cake in his pants pocket? Putting down the book he was reading, Jiang Zhishu took out the schoolbag from the desk and opened it, and took out the super large cake that Jiang's mother had packed for him.

Then he saw the eyes of his lazy deskmate brighten up.

Jiang Zhishu put the cake in front of A Zhuo, "Do you want to eat?"

"Is it okay?" A Zhuo hasn't eaten this for a long time, and now he smells it and really wants to taste it.

Jiang Zhishu opened the box and gestured that he was willing to share this food with his tablemate.

So A Zhuo took the spoon from Jiang Zhishu's hand, and started it bluntly.

Seeing how the tablemate was eating deliciously, Jiang Zhishu didn't continue to read the book just now, but kept watching the tablemate eating the cake. With such a large portion, the tablemate could eat the bottom of it very quickly, Jiang Zhishu couldn't help it Ask: "Did you not have breakfast?"

If you had breakfast, how could you eat so much?Is the belly made of rubber?Jiang Zhishu glanced at his deskmate's stomach, but there was no swelling at all.

"Eat it." A Zhuo stuffed the last bite of cake in satisfaction, and then hiccupped, "It's so full."

The corners of Jiang Zhishu's mouth turned up a little.

It seems very happy, but what is the reason for the happiness?Do you feel relieved that the cake is finally gone?Do you still find it interesting to be at the same table?

I don't know if it was because he ate Jiang Zhishu's food, but Jiang Zhishu felt that his deskmate was getting closer to him, so he took the initiative to chat with him.

After eating the cake, Ah Zhuo lay down on the table as usual, but his face was facing Jiang Zhishu. He glanced at the books on Jiang Zhishu's table and asked, "Do you like reading?"

Jiang Zhishu nodded, because he was a genius since he was a child. In fact, Jiang Zhishu didn't have any childhood, and he rarely played games with children. Jiang Zhishu liked to read books with his arms since he was a child. For Jiang Zhishu, books are the best playmates.

Of course, it wasn't that Jiang Zhishu's parents didn't allow Jiang Zhishu to play with the children, but let Jiang Zhishu read books.

It was Jiang Zhishu himself who didn't want to play with children. He was willing because Jiang Zhishu was too smart. He felt that those children of the same age were too immature, and what they did was too immature. He might as well read books instead of playing games. .

"What book?" Because the book was open, A Zhuo couldn't see the title.

Jiang Zhishu closed the book and held up the pages to show Ah Zhuo. It turned out to be a geometric theory.

A Zhuo nodded, and continued to rest on his stomach with his eyes closed, indicating that the conversation was over.

Jiang Zhishu opened the book and continued to read the previous one.

Then everything was the same as usual, the teacher gave a lecture on the podium, and the students took notes occasionally while listening carefully.

Except A Zhuo.

Jiang Zhishu glanced at his deskmate worriedly, he seemed very uncomfortable.Although the deskmate looks very tired every day and looks weak, but the deskmate usually just lays down on the table during spare time, and always sits upright during class time.

But now, the math teacher is lecturing on it, while his deskmate is lying on the table.

This class of class A is mathematics. The middle-aged male teacher with a small stomach is a serious person, and he is very strict with the students. In his class, disciplinary behaviors such as desertion and sleeping are absolutely not allowed, so I saw someone lying on the ground. He seemed to be sleeping on the table, and the math teacher immediately became angry, and when he was about to reprimand him, he realized that the person sitting there was Jin Yuanfeng.

Jin Yuanfeng, the student who enrolled as No.1, how could such a top student intentionally make trouble in class?The teacher reacted quickly, wondering if there was something hidden?

So the math teacher got off the podium and walked to A Zhuo's side, and asked in a good voice: "Student Jin Yuanfeng, what's wrong with you?"

The students who were caught by the math teacher for falling asleep in class, slapped him awake and reprimanded, and then kicked out to stand outside the classroom as punishment burst into tears. This is definitely a differential treatment!

A Zhuo raised his head, and the math teacher and Jiang Zhishu, who was paying attention to A Zhuo, immediately noticed that Jin Yuanfeng's expression was wrong, and his forehead was still sweating.

Jiang Zhishu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his deskmate has been looking so weak because he was sick, and now he is sick?

The math teacher made a decisive decision and assigned Jin Yuanfeng's classmate Jiang Zhishu, "Jiang Zhishu, send Jin Yuanfeng to the school doctor to have a look."

Jiang Zhishu nodded and stood up, helping his sick deskmate to leave the classroom.

Jiang Zhishu, who was worried about his deskmate all the way, finally sent his deskmate to the medical office. The school doctor saw that a student was sick, so he checked him immediately, and then the school doctor's face was very troubled.

Seeing the school doctor's abnormal expression, Jiang Zhishu panicked. Could it be some serious illness?

"Teacher, what happened to student Jin Yuanfeng?" Jiang Zhishu asked with concern.

"He... seems to be full." The school doctor replied with a troubled expression.

Jiang Zhishu: "..."

The school doctor gave Ah Zhuo a strange way, put some blood on his finger, and then prescribed some Jianweixiaoshi tablets.

The local method is still very effective. After putting some blood on his finger, A Zhuo felt that the uncomfortable energy gradually disappeared, and his complexion became better.

To be on the safe side, I took a few more digestion tablets, A Zhuo and Jiang Zhishu thanked them and left, and the school doctor also ordered: "Don't take so much in the future."

Even someone like Ah Zhuo who has lived for so long can't help but feel ashamed...

So on the way back to the classroom, Azhuo kept a straight face and said nothing, Jiang Zhishu glanced at his deskmate, thinking to himself, is there something wrong with him?If you don't call the same table to eat that cake, the same table won't... eat enough...

So Jiang Zhishu said with a trace of apology in his tone: "Student Jin Yuanfeng, I'm sorry, I shouldn't let you eat that cake."

Which pot does not open which pot.

A Zhuo glared at Jiang Zhishu, and then continued to walk without saying a word, but his pace quickened a bit, throwing Jiang Zhishu away a little, and refusing to walk side by side with Jiang Zhishu.

The author has something to say: A Zhuo glared at Jiang Zhishu, then continued to walk without saying a word, but his pace quickened a little, pushing Jiang Zhishu away a little, and refusing to walk side by side with Jiang Zhishu. (The last sentence is anti-pumping.)

Awow, it's too late, the author has something to say!