Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

Chapter 43 Indirect Kissing? ...

The small balcony at the end of the dormitory building has been occupied by others, and An Mingyu dragged her way to the platform where the clothes are dried.

He leaned against the fence, lit his cigarette, and turned on his phone to reply to the message.

[An Mingxin: Brother, what's the matter, are you still arguing? 】

[An Mingxin: Come back quickly!very urgent! 】

An Mingyu smiled softly.

[An Mingyu: Coax it. 】

Within a few seconds, the other party was bombarded with news.

[An Mingxin:! ! ! 】

[An Mingxin: I just said that my sister-in-law is very sweet, she must be easy to coax. 】

[An Mingxin: But to be honest, there is one thing I don't understand. 】

[An Mingyu: Tell me. 】

【An Mingxin: What you told me before was that he first hinted that he likes you. I thought he was chasing you. 】

[An Mingxin: Then he should be very happy to find out that you like him too, why are you still arguing? 】

A wind blows over, lifts the nearby sheets and sweeps them across An Mingyu's face.

Almost touching the burning cigarette in his mouth, he leaned back a bit, and raised his eyes to find that the bed sheet in front of him looked familiar.

White stripes on a blue background belong to Cheng Yue.

An Mingyu raised her hand and touched it, and it was already done.

He let go of the clip, pulled the sheet over his arm, and casually glanced at the new message from his sister.

[An Mingyu: He is shy. 】

[An Mingxin:? 】

[An Mingxin: All right. 】

【An Mingxin: It's really hard for you guys to fall in love. I'll go to Time for a sweet duo, 88. 】

An Mingyu didn't want the sheets to smell of cigarettes, so she put out the remaining half of the cigarette and put away the phone.

He stood again blowing the cool breeze for half a day, lowered his head and sniffed the sheets, and confirmed that there was only a fresh scent of soap on them, before returning to the dormitory.

There was a new experiment class on Thursday. Although high school had done chemical experiments, but not many times, this was the first time that Cheng Yue put on a white coat and walked into a university chemistry laboratory.

"Two people in a group, find your own seat!" The teacher reminded them with the materials at the door.

Cheng Yue didn't have to think about it at all, he knew that An Mingyu would definitely not allow him to be with someone else, so he just took the initiative to obediently follow behind him.

He will be arrested later, and he will say some...something that makes people blush.

An Mingyu really kept his promise, and never touched him again, not even putting his arms around his shoulders as usual.

But Cheng Yue saw that he still raised his arm subconsciously occasionally, and suddenly remembered it before touching him, and put his hand down again.

An Mingyu went to the teacher to get the experiment report form, and Cheng Yue fiddled with the instruments on the table.

"That... Excuse me." A petite girl ran over next to her, "Student, can you help me check my instrument? I don't know what's going on, I can't connect."

It took Cheng Yue a while to realize that she was talking to him.

"Oh... yes." He put down the test tube in his hand, "Which table are you at?"

The girl saw his appearance clearly, and her face was a little rosy: "Table five, come with me."

He went over to look at the girl's equipment, and found that a small knob at the connection was loose, and the air had been leaking.

After finding the problem, Cheng Yue smoothly helped him put the knob back in place: "Try again."

The girl checked the airtightness again, and there was no problem.

She looked up: "Thank you, thank you, classmate!"

"It's okay, you're welcome."

Cheng Yue turned around and ran into the arms of the person behind him.

The familiar breath and body temperature made him know who it was almost instantly.

An Mingyu was still holding the lab form she had just taken from the teacher, lowering her eyes: "Finished?"

Cheng Yue took half a step back: "I... I just checked the instrument for her."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned.

Why did he have to explain to An Mingyu, and he still felt that he had done something wrong.

An Mingyu glanced at the two girls next to her, smiled, and asked softly: "Then do you have time to check it for me too? I also have a problem with my equipment."

Cheng Yue: "..."

He, who has participated in countless international chemistry competitions, can't solve this instrument problem?

"Is that okay? Cheng—uh!"

Cheng Yue stood on tiptoe quickly and covered An Mingyu's mouth, ignoring the gazes of the two girls behind him, he grabbed An Mingyu's clothes and quickly pulled her to their laboratory bench.

"Don't call me Teacher Cheng in front of other students." Cheng Yue was extremely ashamed.

He felt that An Mingyu kissed the palm of his hand at that moment just now.

But it was too fast, and he couldn't be sure if it was his own illusion.

Cheng Yue curled up his hands quietly.

An Mingyu lowered her head and smiled: "Well, you are not allowed to kiss, you are not allowed to touch, and now you are not even allowed to call me nicknames."

Cheng Yue's ears became hot, and he didn't want to argue with him about this, so he changed the subject: "What's wrong with your equipment...?"

"A lot of questions." An Mingyu handed the drying tube to him, "Look, it seems that the rubber stopper is a little loose."

Cheng Yue: "?"

???

What is wrong with this instrument? ?

Cheng Yue helped him pick up the rubber stopper and looked at it.

The interface is broken a bit.

It doesn't look like it was broken after being used for a long time, but it looks like it was broken off by someone.

Cheng Yue: "..."

An Mingyu's tone was innocent: "I don't know what's going on, it's been like this since I came here."

Cheng Yue fiddled with the rubber plug again, connected it, and plugged it in.

"Try some water." He handed it to An Mingyu.

The latter took it and put it aside easily.

Only then did Cheng Yue remember that they still had an experiment task: "What are we going to do in this class?"

He looked up and found An Mingyu standing behind him, who seemed to hold him in his arms.

"This class is actually not needed." An Mingyu cleared her throat, "We need to make procaine hydrochloride."

Cheng Yue looked at the drying tube in his hand, and then looked around. Everyone was racing against time to assemble the esterification water separation reaction device.

The drying tube is not used at all.

An Mingyu did it on purpose.

Cheng Yue snapped the drying tube back into the device rack, turned around and was about to stand on the other side of the test bench.

"Teacher Cheng." An Mingyu stopped him and refused to let him go, "I was wrong."

Cheng Yue grabbed his forearm: "You promise..."

An Mingyu let go of him for a second: "I won't touch you."

"Don't be angry, Teacher Cheng." He pulled the chair over and asked Cheng Yue to sit down, "We're in the same group, don't leave me alone."

An Mingyu started to assemble the device quickly again: "I will do the hard work, okay? You will record the data."

Cheng Yue's ears turned redder: "...No need."

"Aren't you going?" An Mingyu's hand seemed to have some kind of magic, and in a short while, the combination device that others had been tossing for a long time hadn't come out.

"I don't want to leave." Cheng Yue whispered, "Don't be like this...let's do the experiment."

"Okay, do the experiment well." An Mingyu bent her lips, "I guarantee that our group has the highest score, and I will definitely not drag you down."

Although this sounded crazy, if An Mingyu said it, it really didn't make him feel that there was anything wrong.

"...Help me get the thermometer." Cheng Yue is a theoretical giant in chemistry, and if he really wants to do it, he has to rely on An Mingyu.

In the middle of the class, the teacher came down to check the progress, and stopped for a while when passing by their group.

In front of the laboratory bench, a tall boy and a shorter boy were holding hands, stirring and filtering.

The shorter boy's complexion was slightly red.

She opened her mouth to say something.

But for a while, I couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Moreover, she has heard of two students in this group, both of whom are excellent, and indeed they are the fastest-moving group in the entire laboratory.

The teacher frowned and observed for a while, but still couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he could only turn around and leave.

The time for one class was limited, and the experiment could not be completed. After Cheng Yue recorded the last set of data, he took the device cleaned by An Mingyu and restored it to the stage.

The latter wiped their hands and handed over their lab reports to the teacher for temporary storage.

Cheng Yue sat in front of the experiment bench for a long time before he recovered.

An Mingyu didn't know how many excuses she made. At one moment she said that her hand was unsteady and asked him to help her, and at another moment she said that her hair was stuck in her eyes and asked him to help remove it.

There is no shortage of physical contact.

But if you want to pursue it, it is he who touches An Mingyu on his own initiative, not the other party who touches him.

Not a broken promise.

Cheng Yue sighed.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" An Mingyu came over and interrupted his running thoughts. He took off his white coat and casually put it on his arm.

As soon as the air conditioner was turned off, the air was a little hot, and Cheng Yue also took off his clothes: "Eat the cafeteria."

"Okay." An Mingyu agreed, "Teacher Cheng."

"Ok?"

"The way you look in your lab coat..."

Realizing that what he was going to say was definitely not serious, Cheng Yue turned his head and walked towards the door of the classroom.

An Mingyu chased after him, smiling: "I just want to praise you."

"What do you think I'm going to say?"

Cheng Yue ignored him: "I want to eat the buffet on the second floor."

"Okay." An Mingyu touched the tip of his nose, but did not let go of the corner of his mouth.

They delayed for a while, and the cafeteria was already full when they went there. The buffet on the second floor was delicious and cheap, and it was packed immediately.

Cheng Yue ran over, grabbed the dinner plate and squeezed into the crowd.

Walking down in a circle, I finally saw the plate containing scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and there was still the last bit left.

Just as Cheng Yue was about to fish the remaining delicious food into his plate, an arm stretched out in front of him.

With a bang, the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes was empty, there was nothing left, and it all went into the man's plate.

Cheng Yue couldn't believe it, and looked up.

This person is none other than An Mingyu.

The latter raised his eyebrows lightly: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yue's eyes fell on his face, and then moved to the tomato scrambled eggs on his dinner plate.

"..."

"Nothing." He pinched the edge of his plate.

After paying, it happened that Yang Kaimiao and Guo Yuxiang were also in the cafeteria, and there were two seats beside them. Cheng Yue and An Mingyu shared a table with them.

Cheng Yue broke open the bamboo chopsticks and glanced at the small pile of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the opposite plate.

The sweet and sour aroma rushed into his nostrils.

However, An Mingyu looked like she wasn't hungry, and turned her head to speak to Yang Kaimiao slowly, without moving anything on the plate.

He wanted to eat the buffet on the second floor because he wanted to eat the tomato scrambled eggs here, and he had been thinking about it for a few days.

Cheng Yue lowered his eyelashes, and silently poked the shredded pork with green peppers on his plate.

"By the way, Cheng Yue, are you good at running?" Yang Kaimiao asked him.

Cheng Yue: "Huh?"

"The physical test is coming soon." An Mingyu said.

"Yes, yes, there are height and weight, lung capacity, sitting position and forward bending, and..."

He can accept these few, Cheng Yue thought.

"1000 meters."

"..."

"Oh, and pull-ups!"

Cheng Yue squeezed the bamboo chopsticks tightly.

"An Mingyu is definitely not worried about this. I think he can get full marks as a pervert. I plan to practice pull-ups and sit-ups in the next few days. I don't want to fail for this." Yang Kaimiao stuffed a mouthful vegetable.

1000 m.

pull-ups.

Cheng Yue didn't even feel like eating.

He glanced at An Mingyu again, the latter was still drinking water, and the plate was still intact.

Does he still eat or not?

Cheng Yue raised his head and met his gaze.

There was some playfulness in An Mingyu's eyes.

"Why do you keep staring at my plate?" he asked.

Cheng Yue swallowed, and looked away: "I don't have..."

"Want to eat?" An Mingyu pushed the plate towards him a little.

The aroma of tomato scrambled eggs is stronger.

"You..." Did it on purpose...

Cheng Yue glared at him, but before he finished speaking, An Mingyu switched their dinner plates.

"Here you are." He said in a low voice, a little helpless, "This game was originally played for you, and I didn't intend to steal it from you."

"Just to tease you, don't be upset, eh?"

Cheng Yue looked down and saw that besides scrambled eggs with tomatoes, there were also broccoli and boiled pork slices on the plate, all of which were beaten up and missed when he passed by.

It's also what he likes to eat.

Cheng Yue blushed.

His own plate contained only a little shredded pork with green peppers and cabbage, and he didn't get what he wanted, so he gave up on himself and picked up a few vegetables at random.

"I don't want it, you can eat it, I'll eat my plate." He pushed the plate back.

"Hmm..." An Mingyu looked up from the food, and said vaguely, "It's late, I've eaten this plate, if you eat it again, it'll be... um, an indirect kiss?"

"Would you like to change it back? Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Yue's head went numb.

"..."

"No more!"