The boys in the School of Chemistry were all cheering.

This was the first time Lin Mo encountered such a situation.

My only previous love experience was with Mu Bai, and that guy would never admit his relationship with her in public.

It's like not being able to see the light.

Nangong Yao is completely different, he is too high-profile.

It was clear that there was nothing, but he made it seem like it was indeed something.

Lin Mo wanted to defend.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, let's go back." Nangong Yao took the water, took Lin Mo's hand and left, "Are you going to take things home?"

"Need not."

The people behind were all laughing.

They went to have something to eat and then went home.

On the soft sofa.

Lin Mo held a magazine in his hand and was flipping through the fashions casually.

My legs were draped on the sofa, lazily basking in the sun.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped at some point.

Her feet suddenly felt cold, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Nangong Yao sitting over.

He was smiling. He had just finished taking a shower and his hair was still a little wet.

A slender hand held her foot, leaning forward, half leaning over.

A handsome face with a smile.

"Momo, today is our first weekend of living together."

"To celebrate this day, let's go out on a date tonight."

"How about ordering a candlelight dinner?"

Nangong Yao's voice rose slightly.

Lin Mo's eyebrows pounded: "No, let's just eat takeout."

She kicked her feet, but Nangong Yao held them down very tightly.

"Are you going to buy or sell by force?"

Nangong Yao smiled and said: "So, to celebrate my victory in the basketball game, I treat you to dinner?"

Lin Mo closed the book and squinted his eyes: "Speaking of this, I haven't settled the score with you yet."

"What do you mean, in public, aren't you ruining my reputation?"

"you……"

Nangong Yao smiled and said: "I just couldn't control myself at the time. I was wrong. I will dare to do it next time."

Lin Mo angrily stretched out his hand to hit him.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Mo glared at Nangong Yao, "Put on your clothes!"

Nangong Yao sat carelessly on the sofa, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and turned on the TV.

Lin Mo opened the door and instantly smelled the fragrance of flowers.

She raised her eyes and saw it was Feng Zhaoning.

Suddenly he was overjoyed: "Second brother, why are you here?"

"Let's see if you are adapting to college life." Feng Zhaoning held a fresh bouquet in his hand and touched Lin Mo's head with tenderness in his eyes, "Did the third child bully you, huh?"

"No, he's just too talkative."

Lin Mo took the bouquet and entered the room, where he saw Nangong Yao watching a police movie.

She snorted: "Let's see, villains die from talking too much."

"Fortunately, I don't talk much." Nangong Yao hugged a plush pillow and moved to the side to make way for Feng Zhaoning.

"Why are you here today?"

Feng Zhaoning smiled lightly, picked up the kettle and poured herself a glass of water, "Take her back."

"Ah?" Nangong Yao suddenly lost his composure.

"Are you serious? There are only two days on the weekend, why are you going back? Can't you come back next summer?"

Feng Zhaoning narrowed his eyes and looked at Nangong Yao.

The two of them refused to give in and were very determined.

Lin Mo arranged the bouquet, and when he came out, he felt that the atmosphere seemed a bit cold, and he couldn't help but touch his arm.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Zhaoning looked back: "Mo Mo, brother is here to pick you up for the weekend."

"Okay." Lin Mo sat next to Feng Zhaoning, "When are you leaving?"

Nangong Yao stood up hurriedly: "I'll go there too, brother must miss me very much."

Lin Mo was unceremonious: "Brother, you shouldn't be able to do that, right?"

"Xiao Momo, you don't understand. A man's thoughts are always in his heart. Brother and I just need to understand each other tacitly."

Saturday night was a little cooler.

Lin Mo found out that he had a cold early in the morning. After taking a bath, his whole body felt a little hot.

Qiu'er went upstairs to wait on you: "Miss, the temperature has cooled down, and the three gentlemen have gone out to buy clothes for you."

"Originally, only Third Master went, but they didn't know why, so they went out together."

Qiu'er touched her chin, maybe it's a man's competitive spirit?

"Qiu'er, can you bring me the thermometer?"

Qiu'er touched Lin Mo's forehead and was surprised, "Miss, you have a fever."

"Wait a minute, I'll get it right away."

Lin Mo pressed the button and sat down on the bed, feeling a little weak and having a sore throat.

She coughed twice. There were no thick clothes in the closet.

She got up and went to her brother's closet next door to stock up.

Sheng Cang's wardrobe was full of formal clothes. Lin Mo looked at the black, white and gray clothes and fell into silence.

She pinched the material of the suit and shook her head.

Qiu'er came over to find her: "Miss, the master's clothes are all black, white and gray."

"I can tell." Lin Mo went to the second brother's room again.

The room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance and was spotless. On the Chinese wooden table beside the bed was a simple vase with three beautiful lotuses in bloom.

The walls of the room are hung with ancient paintings, which are very elegant.

Lin Mo opened the wardrobe, all in Chinese colors.

She took out a coat, gestured to herself, and fell silent again.

Qiu'er was helpless: "Second Master is very tall and thin, and he also likes to wear long styles. Although he is very virtuous, but...this dress can even sweep the floor on a young lady."

Lin Mo nodded: "Second brother's clothes are indeed very nice and elegant."

She can't wear it, but it doesn't prevent her from touching it.

"It's so beautiful. I guess it's all provided by specialized designers, right?"

Lin Mo looked at the clothes, "Second brother, with his appearance, he looks good even in a sack, let alone wearing this kind of clothes."

Qiu'er smiled.

Lin Mo finally went to Nangong Yao's room.

Although Nangong Yao has a bit of humor in his personality, his room is orderly and meticulous.

It's just that the desk is very messy.

There is a large piece of draft paper on the desk, each piece of paper is numbered.

And each one is covered with chemical symbols of dragons and phoenixes.

Lin Mo looked at the wardrobe: "He may not have any clothes, the clothes are all in the apartment."

The wardrobe opens.
To be continued...