Tan Mo said he didn't like it and threw it away.
It may be a threat to others to say this, but he is not at all, that's what he thinks.
I brought it to you. If you don't like it, then throw it away.
Qiao Lan looked at the motionless young man in front of him, suddenly a little weak.
She didn't dislike it, but couldn't accept it.
It is precisely because he understands Tan Mo's good intentions that he refuses, but for Tan Mo, he does not understand the intention behind Qiao Lan's refusal. To refuse is not like it, it is a result of a bad relationship, and a proof of a bad relationship.
Qiao Lan glanced at the boy's stubborn profile, sighed silently, and opened the box.
The ingredients of the porridge are matched by a nutritionist, and the good taste is made by Aunt Chen who has been taking care of Tan Mo. Although almost all of them were eating early in the class during the early self-study, when the box was opened, the fragrance still made the classmates sitting behind Qiao Lan Tanmo look curiously.
When Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan finally open the box, his air-conditioned face finally recovered calm and turned around again.
"Is it delicious?" Tan Mo asked Qiao Lan.
Qiao Lan took another bite and answered sincerely, "It's very good."
Tan Mo was in a good mood, and the anger just now seed to be forgotten all in his head.
Qiao Lan cleaned the small lunch box after eating. After returning to the classroom, he packed the box. After thanking Tan Mo, he thought about it and said to Tan Mo, "I eat breakfast every morning, so I really don't need to bring breakfast. I."
Tan Mo stared at the small pendant that moved between her neck, like an obedient "um".
Qiao Lan was relieved, but the next day, yesterday he clearly agreed to take his Tan Mo, not with breakfast, but with fresh fruit in a glass box and a box of milk with remaining warmth.
Qiao Lan: ...
On the third day, it was another breakfast. This ti, the seafood porridge was not returned. Instead, it was replaced with lean at porridge and a carton of milk.
"I really have eaten earlier," Qiao Lan said seriously, and added, "And I ate a lot."
Tan Mo thought for a while, "Then tomorrow morning, eat less."
He brought high-protein things, much better than Qiao Lan's own food.
If you eat less breakfast, you can eat more of the nutritious als he brings. The things Qiao Lan eats are not a little nutritious. Chen Bo said that Qiao Lan has a very good foundation, which is serious malnutrition.
Qiao Lan, who was useless to persuade her, really couldn't think of a way.
Once you fail to refuse to succeed, there is no way to refuse to succeed later.
Qiao Lan started the routine of being fed inexplicably like this, and Tan Mo even found pleasure in the daily feeding, and later beca more intensified.
For example, in addition to a nutritious al one day, there will be a few more slices of lemon in your cup, two more beautiful oranges in the hole of the table, a box of neatly arranged small tomatoes or peeled walnuts, and even They are all nutritional products that are not recognized in English.
Tan Mole never gets tired.
Because every day passed like this, he slowly discovered Qiao Lan's eating preferences, what he likes to eat, and what he doesn't like to eat, which is very interesting to him.
However, Qiao Lan still refused to accept so things, such as the nutritional products that he had bought from abroad. Qiao Lan didn't want it, but Uncle Chen gave him an idea.
Qiao Lan ca downstairs and fetched a pot of water. In addition to the thunderous breakfast, there was also a bottle of nutrient solution with a small straw inserted on the table.
Qiao Lan: ...
Give a whole box to Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan doesn't want it. Uncle Chen asked him to insert the straws one by one every day. Although Tan Mo did not fully understand the difference, the facts proved that Uncle Chen's thod really worked.
For a long ti, not to ntion the two classmates sitting behind Qiao Lan, even Pei Ning, and Qin Yang, who sits a little further away but often looks at Qiao Lan, will inevitably find sothing.
"Tan Mo didn't pay attention to Qiao Lan at all before, but now he looks pretty good to Qiao Lan?"
"Where is it? It's a good place."
Tan Mo occasionally heard everyone's comnts, and heard from others saying that he was good to Qiao Lan, and felt even better than he was good to her.
Qiao Lan gradually beca numb from the resolute resistance at the beginning to the ineffective resistance.
The temperature outside has dropped to several degrees below zero, and it makes people tremble to go out to play hot water and cold water. After studying early, Qiao Lan carried the kettle and finished the water and returned to the classroom. I don't know if she fetched water faster or Tanmo today. Arrived earlier, Tan Mo just ca in, his schoolbag has not been put down yet.
After Qiao Lan returned to her seat, she saw Tan Mo take out the familiar small bottle, holding the small straw with her pale fingers. It's too cold outside. He never wears gloves. Although he can't feel the cold, his fingers are already frozen.
Qiao Lan put down the kettle and said, "I'm coming," she reached out and took the small bottle from Tan Mo's hand, but accidentally touched Tan Mo's finger.
When I went out, Qiao Lan's hands were not too hot, but she could still feel the temperature of her fingers like ice cubes when she accidentally touched Tan Mo's fingers.
Qiao Lan's hand movent paused, her gaze fell on Tan Mo's stiff fingers, and after a mont of silence, she tore off the scarf on her neck. When Tan Mo didn't react, she grabbed his arm and used the scarf to move those hands. Wrapped up, "Why don't you wear gloves? It's frozen like an ice cube."
From when Qiao Lan grabbed his arm until he was released again, Tan Mo didn't respond.
The white fluffy soft scarf was stained with the body temperature of the girl's neck, but it was still warm. Tan Mo's unconscious hands slowly awakened in the scarf bit by bit, becoming less rigid.
He moved his fingers in a daze. After a long while, he suddenly realized the reaction, where did the temperature in his hand co from, suddenly raised his head to look at Qiao Lan's neck, and his slowly relaxed body suddenly stiffened again. .
Even the tip of the ear didn't know why, just like when the doctor used to **** the tip of the ear, it suddenly beca hot uncontrollably.
"It's not cold anymore
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