Chapter 2

At noon the next day, she officially moved into my house with her luggage and became my roommate. I was going to use her room for sports, dancing, yoga and so on, and I installed a mirror on one of the wall.

She moved in and there was nothing in the room, so we had to go shopping together. After working all afternoon, I finally took care of the room.

Packed up everything, and we fell on her new** at will. Looking at the results of an afternoon, we turned our heads to look at each other and laughed. Our originally clean faces were covered with gray, and the hair in front of the bangs was stained with sweat on our foreheads and cheeks.

I looked at her with a smile: "You look like a kitten looking for food."

"Haha, if I follow the little cat looking for food, then you are the big cat. Hahahaha."

"I didn't make the whole room for you when I became like this, and you dare to laugh at me!"

With that, I stretched out my hands and gently pinched her cheeks. Her face was soft and the tentacles felt good.

I laughed and said, "This is like a kitten, haha"

She looked at me with her eyes open and smiled, looking so stupid and cute. I put down my hand and looked at her stupidly. I didn't know what I was thinking. She opened her lips and teeth slightly and said softly, "You look so beautiful when you smile. It's as warm as the sunshine outside the window in the afternoon.

I looked at her in a shrug. Her eyes wandered around my face, and there was an obvious smile in her eyes.

Seeing that her eyes were still nailed to my face, I turned my face and looked out of the window. I didn't know what to say. Looking at the slight gray in the sky, the street lights on the road have begun to light up.

I got up to get out of her room. The atmosphere was so strange that her words still lingered in my mind. Her eyes made me think more about things that I shouldn't think about.

I thought I was going to get out of this room quickly. I just got up and took a few steps, but my hand was pulled. I turned to look at her.

The eyebrows were all innocent. The delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled into a small Sichuan character, and said to me with a helpless expression, "I'm hungry." I was stunned for a moment. Yes, I've been busy all afternoon. It's strange not to be hungry. I'm afraid I'm the only one who will think about it at this time." Let's order takeout. I'll take a shower." I pulled back my hand and walked straight out of her room. I went straight into the bathroom, turned on the lotus switch, and the water rushed straight down from the lotus to disperse my boring fantasy. I told myself in self-deprecating. I'm not normal. How can she be like me? She just thinks of me as a friend. I'm the only one who will think wrong. Only me.

If it's not the fate given to me by heaven to live with her, I must be crazy.

It turns out that I'm really crazy! That's why things are allowed to develop like this! This feeling makes me feel. It seems that the person who is calculated is not her. I am the person who is calculated.

Just as I walked out of the bathroom door after taking a shower, I saw her lying on the wall, with a pair of eyes looking closely at the direction I came out, flattening a small mouth and opening her watery eyes. I doubted whether she was staring at me in this position from me to now.

I looked into her eyes and seemed to see the same expression as yesterday when I calculated that she shared the rent with me.

That shallow pride and happiness. Just like I looked at her yesterday.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm hungry, but my stomach is not good, and my stomach hurts when I eat takeaway. Every time I eat takeaway fast food, I have a stomachache. But I can't cook.

"Then I'm really a little skeptical. What do you eat at work? I don't think your boss's wife will always cook for you so kindly, will she?

"I always take stomach medicine after eating takeout..."

To be honest, I don't believe it. I really don't believe it. Because I also have a previous history of stomachache. I know that the stomachache is not caused by takeout. But I don't know why I walked into the kitchen when I saw her take out the stomach medicine from her bag.

In fact, I don't like cooking either. I never cook when I'm at home. Although my cooking is actually delicious, maybe it is because of my mother's genes, my mother's cooking is very delicious.

I tossed out the noodles from the refrigerator and the frozen fish balls. This is the only thing the family can do. Well, it seems that we need to prepare more things in the future, and we can cook more abundantly next time.

"Hot fish ball noodles are coming~~"

"It looks delicious"

With that, she picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup and sent it to her mouth. Ha ha, this feeling is very strange. I'm very happy. I even say that I'm excited. There is a suffocating pleasure, just like looking forward to dating someone I like in my first love.

I think I have a strange crush on her. Deep. I asked her, is it delicious? In a short second or two of waiting for the answer, I was a little nervous and afraid it would not be delicious.

"It's really delicious. I didn't expect you to cook, and it's delicious. Can you cook it for me often in the future?"

With that, she pulled away the very harmless smile again. I don't think I can be immune to her smile, or even refuse it. It seems that her smiling face will collapse as soon as she refuses, although I know it's just my own idea.

"Ha ha, well, I'll make it if you want to eat it."

Watching her eat the whole bowl of fish ball noodles without a drop left, and took the initiative to take me and her bowls to wash in the kitchen. She stood by the sink with her head down to wash the dishes. Ha ha, she suddenly remembered that the couple's clothes on Taobao said [I only cook but not wash dishes] [I only wash the dishes but not cook]. With a sneer, the current scene really feels like a little couple