【Lotus Root Cake ABO】Tobacco and Milk Sugar

Chapter 1

Just after the middle of the math class, the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], fell to the ground.

It was the third class in the morning, and the sun stretched and climbed to the sky, squinting at all living beings with a halo, and poured a large handful of sunshine into the classroom, dyeing the light brown wooden desks into bright orange .The blackboard is still the same geometry problem for thousands of years. The auxiliary line is pulled from corner A to corner B, twists and turns, rampages, and falls to the bottom horizontal line, and then draws a beautiful vertical symbol.

Monkey King was in a daze with his chin propped up, when his right hand was suddenly touched by something.

It was a crumpled paper ball. He twisted the paper ball up and tilted his head to glance at his good roommate across the aisle.Nezha was uncharacteristically sitting upright, staring at the math teacher on the podium who was wearing a high-necked shirt even in summer.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

He hooked the corner of his mouth and opened the small paper ball:

"Look, I will give you a tour around the world."

In just one sentence, I insisted on writing with an overwhelming momentum, the pen was sharp and scribbled, and it didn't follow the horizontal and vertical lines, but went up in a swipe, squeezing a small piece of paper to the brim, and almost broke the side.

It's as insolent as a human being.

Sun Houzi is not a good student, it is of course a good thing to watch a play, he leaned back with a laugh, and threw the little note back, hitting Yang Jian's pencil case.

The dog lover raised his eyelids, and looked away from the white fluffy Pomeranian on his phone with great reluctance. When he looked up, he saw a white paper airplane flying over the classroom, carrying the grievances of arithmetic and geometric problems straight to the podium , spinning at the limit a few centimeters behind the teacher who turned his back, slowly drifting back, with the hope of the whole class——

It croaked and fell onto the desk.

"Nezha Li—! Get out of here!"

"No, no respect for the teacher!"

"Ah."

"Not good, study well!"

"Yes."

"Pranks and dramas in the classroom!"

"Correct."

"Smoking in the teaching building!"

"That's my pheromone, if you don't believe me, you can smell it, it's from the Zhonghua brand."

"That doesn't work either! Go out and stand for two classes!"

The math teacher in the high-collared black shirt looked livid, his gold-rimmed glasses trembled with the scolding, his pupils elongated and rounded, like a leopard with its hair blown out—Nezha had no doubt that if he had a tail, he would be It must stand straight up, or it may not necessarily explode completely.

"Got it."

The chestnut-haired boy casually pinned the unlit cigarettes in his pocket to his ears, untied the fiery red coat tied around his waist and threw it on his shoulders, bowed to Shen Gongbao who was jumping in anger without sincerity, turned and walked out the door .When I walked halfway, I turned back, took out a peach and respectfully put it on the desk of the Chinese teacher who was concentrating on lesson preparation:

"Teacher Jiang, Sun Monkey... Wukong asked me to bring it to you. He said that he will definitely get full marks in dictation next time."

The fair-skinned little teacher smiled, but was interrupted by a roar when he was about to speak:

"Nezha Li, I'll go to your uncle!"

The school bully duo were both carried out of the classroom and punished to stand, one with arms folded and the other with pockets in their pockets. Monkey King squinted at him with a resentful expression on his face: "I can't get full marks even if my mother is dead on my back."

"If a copy of Jiang Liu'er's basic information is provided, you will be able to answer everything correctly, and you will also get [-] points for bonus questions." Nezha snorted, "Is that right, you have a crush on Sun Dasun, who I have been afraid to say for more than ten years?"

"Shut up, whoever makes you look at it will be really bad luck, and it will do nothing but misplace pheromones."

"The one I'm interested in hasn't been born yet... Monkey look here, take a selfie." The little devil held up his phone with a "click", and ruthlessly pushed the person aside after taking the picture, and took a picture with disgust. Take a picture of the place where the school uniforms of the two just came into contact.

"You still dislike me?" Sun Wukong raised his foot and kicked him, "It wasn't you who played mud behind my butt back then, right?"

Nezha was trying to apply a beauty filter to himself, but he was caught off guard and his finger slid out. On the screen, his nose was twisted to his chin, as ugly as plasticine.

He frowned and was about to press the undo arrow, but his eyes followed the bridge of the witch's nose and saw the person who had been ignored in the lower left corner.

Their classroom is on the first floor, and the camera was facing out the window when they took the selfie, and the little boy passing by was caught in the mirror.The water-colored hair is lined with a pair of eyes that are almost the same color. It seems that he has found himself in the mirror for no reason, and he is shocked; the beauty filter makes his chin look too thin, but his face is still a bit bulging. It is not difficult to imagine removing the filter How pleasing it should be; a small stick of paper was exposed on Tender Pink's lips, Nezha spread his fingers apart, and the photo was instantly enlarged to the extreme, the tip of the tongue and the light blue sugar hidden behind the lips were exposed in the eyes of the devil .

So sweet... like a small sugar cake just out of the oven.

He seemed to be able to smell the steaming sweetness of milk through the screen. He hated eating sweets, but at this moment he wanted to grab someone over and take a big bite.

"Stupid?" Monkey King patted him on the shoulder after being left alone for a long time, and Nezha subconsciously turned off his phone. He suddenly felt a little possessive, and he didn't want to share this shy and sweet little candy with anyone.He put his mobile phone in his pocket, took out his cigarette case and picked a cigarette to stick to his ear, turned around and slapped the monkey's hand on his shoulder, and said with a normal expression, I'm hungry, and I'm going to the supermarket to buy some snacks.

Sun Dasheng gave him a strange look: "Don't you hate going to the supermarket on Mondays, buy one get one free for candy cakes, and you don't like them."

"...Don't talk nonsense." Li Xiaoba was silent for a moment, "Also, you can call that thing milk cake, not sugar cake."

"are you crazy?!"

"Twenty packs of spicy sticks a day, you can really do it," Sun Wukong held a banana to watch his friends check out, "Should W Dragon send you money?"

"A person with fifty bananas and seventy peaches a day has no right to speak of me." Nezha snorted, "The sales of Huaguoshan depend entirely on you."

"I'm supporting the industry in my hometown... Hey, you paid two yuan more."

Nezha didn't say anything, and took out a sea salt milk truth stick from the lollipop box: "I didn't brush much, I want to eat candy."

Sun Wukong had a mouthful of banana stuck in his throat and couldn't get up or down. He blushed and had a thick neck. He coughed a few times before he could breathe. He stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Nezha's forehead, and muttered in a low voice that he didn't have a fever.

Li Xiaoba rolled his eyes and walked straight towards the dormitory building.

When Nezha threw single dog food-flavored potato chips to Yang Jian, the dog maniac was picking out clothes for Roaring Dog, the little bee, the butterfly, and the bunny transformed themselves into screens and jumped, Monkey King covered his eyes and fell on the bed, wailing that I'm blind, Three eyes, you don't even let dogs go!

"That's better than Nezha. So far, no one has been tempted." Yang Jian stretched, picked up a rubber band from the table to tie up his loose hair: "Sometimes I really wonder if you A, frigidity is like this."

"Hey, let me tell you, if you don't fall in love with this kind of A, it's fine. If you fall in love, you will be shaken by landslides and tsunamis. If you love that person, you will die. If you don't give the moon to the stars, you can't wait to give your life away." Sun Houzi said. Carp sat up straight, stroking his chin and looking up and down at Nezha who was eating spicy noodles: "Don't believe me, I think you will definitely be on Omega in the future."

The devil sneered, without changing his face miamiamia finished the hot strips in his mouth: "The thing I hate the most in my life is omega, and I can't shake it off like a gummy candy. If I find O," he slapped the omega that he bought at noon A lollipop was slapped on the table, "Stop Ma or spicy food and eat sweet instead."

"What a coincidence, I don't like omega either."

Nezha turned around, dumbfounded.

Isn't this... small sugar cake?

He looks much better than in the camera, without the deliberate modification under the beauty filter. His face is too small, and when he slightly raises his head, he reveals a beautifully curved jaw. His face is not like the awl face that most people blindly pursue nowadays. It is cutely bulging, and there is a little powder in the tender white.I don't know if Nezha's words of disrespect to omega angered him, the child was pouted childishly, the lollipop in his hand was trembling slightly: "But I like candy."

Sun Wukong was shocked by this child's neither humble nor overbearing attitude. Whether it is alpha or beta, the people who are close to their dormitory are all trembling. There is no other reason. The three of them are A's with crazy personalities. They usually get pheromone coercion. The people around him can't breathe, but this little guy is not afraid, and even turned on the devil Li Nezha?

The child put down the big and small bags in his hand one by one, and introduced himself as Ao Bing, a transfer student, beta.It will be a dormitory in the future, please give me more advice.Yang Jian stood up and shook hands with him. Sun Wukong greeted him and glanced at his other roommate. The demon king who had a cold face a second ago was now flushed, and the four characters "I'm in love" were twisted horizontally The eight rows of eyes are full, and the tobacco pheromone keeps coming out, making people's throat itchy.

Tsk, don't live up to it.

Sun·God Assist·Wukong rolled his eyes, and kicked Nezha while Yang Jian and Ao Bing were talking, his eyes signaled: Don't be cowardly!go!

The love bubble crackled and shattered, and the school bully got back his avatar, coughed twice and walked over with his whole clothes, put away the pheromones and separated Yang Jian with his body, picked up Ao Bing's bag and led him to the empty space next to the window. On the side of the bed:

"My name is Li Nezha. This, this bed is for you. It is empty and clean."

The child was very polite. Seeing that Nezha was not hostile to him, his face returned to normal. He even felt a little shy. He pursed his lips and nodded. Box: "The cake I brought you, you can share it."

His voice was soft and sweet, as if he had just been rolled in powdered sugar. After speaking, his ears turned red. He pursed his lips and put the cake in Nezha's hands, then lowered his head and continued to pack things.

His skin was already fair, plus the baby fat that hadn't faded from his face, he was as tender as a milk dumpling that had just turned into a human and didn't know much about the world. When he was bullied, his thorns would stand up, but it didn't hurt at all. When it was better, it immediately opened its eyes and smiled, and offered all the sweet stuffing inside.

"Yo, strawberry cake? It's a pity, Li Nezha doesn't like...uh!" Sun Houzi received an elbow in the abdomen, covered his belly and his eyes turned black, and secretly scolded this bastard who forgot his friends after seeing sex.

"I love sweets the most, thank you." Nezha ignored the eyes of the two people behind him and squatted down, hiding the cake in his arms like a baby, "Can I call you pancakes? Or..."

He has been a demon king since he was a child, and his mind that had just been stunned by love finally regained his logic at this time. Seeing Ao Bing's obedient and soft appearance, he wanted to bully him more and more, he moved closer, and his fiery breath rubbed against him. Over Fenfen's ear: "Little Tang Cake?"

Nezha has already passed the period of changing his voice, his voice is deep and magnetic, but also has a little youthful insouciance. Every word he utters hits Ao Bing's heart hard, making him dizzy and his heart pounding uncontrollably Pounding, he swallowed, lowered his eyelashes and dared not look at those red eyes again: "Just call, call pancakes."

This lowering of the head was even worse. Nezha had never worn school uniforms properly. The neckline was opened, revealing a small collarbone and vigorous muscles.Although he couldn't smell this man's pheromones, he could feel the hormonal breath that Nezha emitted all the time. Something twitched on the back of his neck, his hand shook, and the milk in the cup splashed all over his body.

Sun Wukong, who was playing games over there, turned his head when he heard the movement, saw Nezha squatting halfway to wipe Ao Bing's clothes, and clicked his tongue: "How do you take care of others?"

"It's not him, it's me..." Seeing his misunderstanding, Ao Bing quickly explained, but the hand hanging beside him was clenched and pinched twice. Nezha's palm was so hot that the child's heart trembled, and he panicked and panicked. Bumping back into those eyes, Nezha blinked at him, turned back and raised the corners of his mouth and said, "It's the first time I've seen such a good-looking one, I'm nervous, can't I?"I have to do his laundry in a while.

"No, no need!" With his palms empty, the child pulled out his hand as if he had been scalded, the tip of his nose was sweating, his wet deer eyes blinked nervously, he hurriedly picked up the laundry detergent and ran to the bathroom: "I Wash it yourself!"

Nezha stared at the click-closed door for a while, then raised his hand under his nose and took a deep breath.

Only half of the glass of milk just spilled on Ao Bing's body, and the rest was poured on his hands. The fragrance of milk filled the whole nostrils, but it somehow mixed with a sweet taste.

If he is an omega... the pheromone should be sea salt milk sugar, right?

Sun Wukong was staring at the quadruple mirror, and just about to pull the trigger, he was slapped hard on the shoulder. He was so frightened that he cursed. His good roommate had two big and big "love" written on his face, with a sad and idiotic expression on his face expression:

"Monkey, it would be great if he were an omega."

Nezha has the habit of taking a nap. It takes a long time for a child to wash clothes. He wanted to wait for someone to come out before going to sleep, but when his head touched the pillow, his eyelids could no longer be opened, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

This sleep was very comfortable. It seemed that someone put something next to the pillow in the misty room. If there was a vague sweetness of milk that wrapped his whole body, he barely opened his eyes a crack, facing the transparent sugar cake. s eyes.He didn't remember what he said, as if he raised his hand and rubbed Ao Bing's face, relieving his unbearable itching all morning.

When I woke up again, it was 01:30. Nezha, who never had the first class in the afternoon, got out of bed for the first time. Monkey King was leaning on the wardrobe to play with the switch. Attend class?"

Nezha ignored him and went straight into the bathroom to wash his face. Looking up, he saw a blue washing cup with conch printed on it on the sink. The toothbrush with a white handle was facing upwards. Whether it was intentional or not, it was in the same direction as him.

The cups are one size smaller than his, so cute.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and pulled off the towel to wipe off the water drops, but his eyes kept staring at another beige towel.

It's Xiaotangbing's towel...why put it on Yang Jian's side?

The unreasonable Xiaoba Li frowned, moved the yellow doge towel aside in disgust, and put his own on top.

Right next to me.

"Hey, the kid left you a gift when you were sleeping." Monkey King poked his head, "It's next to your pillow, tsk tsk, we don't have any."

"Go to Teacher Jiang and ask for it, don't keep staring at my house." Nezha kept calm on the face, but he was so happy in his heart that he even stepped up the ladder much faster.

A small lollipop fell on the pillow, and a folded note was pressed under it.

Is his hand so close to me...

This cognition is so beautiful that Nezha's school bully character is about to collapse again. He suppresses the corner of his mouth and puts the lollipop into his pocket, carefully unfolding the note:

Toffee, here you go.

A line of characters is neat and tidy, with delicate and soft strokes. The small hook of the word "you" is like a kitten showing its claws, scratching Nezha's heart itchy.

"Monkey," he picked up his schoolbag with hair fluttering under his feet, "Master is in love."

Sun Wukong finally succeeded in giving Teacher Jiang a canned fruit. He walked into the classroom happily and found a big circle with Nezha as the center and five seats as the radius. Almost cried.Monkey King was baffled, and glanced at Yang Jian who was frantically swiping cute pet videos as if nothing had happened.

——what's the matter?

——I didn't see Ao Bing all afternoon, and got angry.

Sun Zhugong slapped his forehead, ignoring Nezha's thick pheromone that was about to activate the fire alarm and walked over with a smile: "What's wrong with you, I just heard from Mr. Shen that the children are going through the formalities for school opening. Have you left him a WeChat account? He has dinner tonight."

Nezha's face turned from cloudy to clear for a moment. He just took out his phone and put it back in. He glanced at him, then tilted his head and pointed at Yang Jian.

"We don't want to go," Sun Wukong held his chest and took three steps back, "Even though he is a dog, he doesn't eat artificial dog food. I want to eat with Mr. Jiang at night, so don't get us wrong."

Only then did Li Xiaoba snort in satisfaction, and turned on his phone to send a message to Ao Bing.

Ao Bing's nickname is Qu Jiji's full name. Nezha stared at the two characters for two seconds, then clicked the three dots in the upper right corner of the page to change the note for the child.He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then typed the words "little sugar cake".

If he saw this name, he would surely come over to grab the phone with a blushing face.

The corners of Nezha's mouth couldn't stop rising, and he clicked on Ao Bing's head to stare.

It was a round dumpling with two small blue horns on its top and a tail sticking out behind it.

Want to pinch.

He clenched his hands, suddenly remembering the delicate touch during his afternoon nap.

Will the strength of my pinch be a little too big?He seemed to have puffed out his cheeks, and his brows were also wrinkled.

If it hurts...will he cry?

Ao Bing's reddish eye circles appeared in his mind, those round eyes would widen in horror, and then gradually filled with water vapor, pitiful...

Tsk, I really want to bully him.

Nezha gritted his teeth, shook his head and threw out a pile of mosaics, opened the dialog box and asked him if he wanted to go out for dinner tonight.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence, this is the first time you come to this school, the young master will take you to get acquainted with it.

He was a little apprehensive, wondering if this kid is so shy, will he not agree?

As soon as the phone screen lit up, there was an immediate reply, or a voice message.The school bully was so happy that he almost ascended to heaven on the spot, he hurriedly pulled out the earphone cable and turned up the volume:

"Okay."

He seems to be walking, his breath is a little unsteady, he bites the word "Ya" very lightly, and it is soft and waxy like a piece of milk candy in his mouth.

"Nezha Li? Stupid?...Hey, I'll go! You have a nosebleed!"

There are still 10 minutes until the end of the last class.

Nezha stared out the window and frantically shook his legs, picked up a pen and crossed out the one hundred and eighth menu, God testified, he, Li Nezha, was never so nervous when he swept the gangsters alone.

"This is the end of our class." The Chinese teacher put down the textbook, "Let's go eat."

As soon as he said that, he rushed out of the classroom, the door slammed against the wall, and there was a sweat-stained handprint on the handle, which smelled like burnt smoke.

The little teacher smiled and lowered his head to tidy up the lesson plans.

"The teacher is always so kind, that kid wants to help when he is in a relationship, so he ends get out of class early."

Jiang Liuer raised his head, his student who had been raised since he was a child leaned on his seat, the setting sun came in through the window, casting a layer of golden light on his whole body.

Sun Houzi stood up from his seat, walked to the front of the podium in a few steps, folded his hands to support his chin, and looked at him with Chijin pupils with a smile:

"That's 10 more minutes, the teacher will accompany me to eat."

After completing the formalities in the afternoon, Ao Bing went to purchase some dormitory supplies. After finishing all the arrangements, there was still more than enough time, so he went directly to the cafeteria.

He didn't sleep at noon, and his eye sockets were sore from exhaustion all afternoon, and he couldn't get rid of the sleepy bugs wandering around him after washing his face several times.The child couldn't help yawning, and suddenly felt two twitches on the back of his neck.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant. He quickly found a piece of isolation stickers cut into the shape of a bunny from his bag, shook his hands to brush away the loose hair on the back of his neck, and fumbled a few times to stick it on.

The isolation tape contained tiny particles, which made the sensitive gland feel a little uncomfortable.He took out the book and fanned it, trying his best to dispel the milk-scented air around him.

There was a faint sound at the entrance of the cafeteria. Ao Bing put away his things and looked up to see Nezha walking in. The young man obviously spotted him, his eyes lit up like small light bulbs, and he ran to him in two or three steps: "It's been a long time ?”

Xu was the reason for running all the way here. He was a little out of breath when he spoke, and the white shirt stuck to him with sweat, revealing the unique muscle lines of young people.The smell of tobacco burned again, making Ao Bing dizzy. He shook his head and smiled: "No, I just arrived too."

Nezha put down his bag, and when he was about to buy food, a small hand grabbed the hem of his clothes. Two meal tickets were handed over there. Egg and shrimp fried rice, if you don't like it, you can return it if you don't like it.

Li Xiaoba was so thoughtful that his heart felt hot, and he reached out and rubbed his face with powder: "I like it, I will buy your breakfast from now on, it's agreed."

Alas, this is fatal, Nezha thought with two servings of rice in hand, this time the master has been killed.

Ao Bing is a good student, and Nezha wanted to take him for a walk after the two of them had dinner, but the child shook his head and said in a waxy voice that he needed to do his homework.

Nezha is a master who does not do his homework for ten thousand years. He sends people back to the dormitory and sits on the sidelines playing games. From time to time, he passes candy to the children during the break. He let his younger brothers sweep the candy store. Chocolate cake full of toffee, fruit candy, those who didn't know it thought that Li Nezha had smashed his head.Ao Bing was a good boy, he opened his mouth to hold the candy when he handed it over, and kept his head down and did his homework with peace of mind.

Yang Jian went to the pet center to see stray animals tonight. Sun Wukong and Jiang Liuer hadn't come back from dinner yet. Nezha rubbed his eyes and decided to let the children take a bath first, so as to save them from seeing the little sugar cake just out of the bath.

"Bingbing, why don't you go wash up first?" He walked behind Ao Bing, leaned down and propped his hands forward on the table, as if he was holding a child in his arms.

A slightly hot breath came down from the top of his head, Ao Bing's face turned red, and just as he was about to turn his head, a big hand pinned the back of his neck:

"What's... the back of your neck?"

——TBC.