After leaving the store, Qiu Zhenyang looked around, saw Ling Mu's figure and immediately followed him.
"Why are you running so fast? You haven't even paid your salary yet?" Slowing down next to Ling Mu, Qiu Zhenyang turned his head and looked at his face, and he was really angry.
Qiu Zhenyang scratched his cheek, thought for a while and said, "If you don't want to do it, why don't you do it? There are other jobs you can find."
The person beside him stopped and Qiu Zhenyang paused quickly and looked over in confusion.
Ling Mu took a few deep breaths, and the gloom on his face became less intense: "I won't accept it anymore."
Qiu Zhenyang: "Yes?"
Ling Mu looked sideways at Qiu Zhenyang: "Other stores are already full, so we won't accept any more."
Is it full so soon? This is only the second day of school!
Qiu Zhenyang was about to ask when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a waiter at the door of a store behind him, who was soliciting customers from the corner of his eye. That is an omega with a cute appearance and a sweet smile. He puts it on the doorstep like a signboard, which is eye-catching and eye-catching.
Not only him, there are also people like this at the door of other stores. Even if they are not omegas, they must be outstanding-looking. Even the waiters in the stores are like this. The Interstellar Academy is full of talents, and there is no shortage of good-looking people. If you want to attract customers on the commercial street, appearance is an essential condition. And Ling Mu's appearance is not liked by the public, so it's no wonder he suffered like this.
This place is not like Qiu Zhenyang's previous world, where there were still people working in the kitchen. Nowadays, there are specially programmed robots to prepare food or drinks, as well as wash dishes, etc. There is no behind-the-scenes work that Ling Mu can do.
Thinking this way, Qiu Zhenyang felt a little uncomfortable. He looked at Ling Mu and said, "Then what are you going to do now?"
"There is a boxing club looking for a sparring partner. I'll give it a try." Ling Mu lifted his backpack onto his shoulders with an indifferent expression, as if it was no big deal.
He had actually considered this part-time job before, but he didn't choose this because he was afraid that his sister would see too many scars on his body. Now I have no choice but to take this job again.
"Sparring partner? What are you thinking? I won't allow it!"
Qiu Zhenyang's face immediately darkened, and his voice rose several degrees.
Ling Mu looked at him suspiciously: "Why don't you allow it?"
"Just because you are my omega!"
Qiu Zhenyang puffed up his chest, only to receive a glare from Ling Mu.
"Fuck! What the hell are you talking about! Do you even know this is outside?"
"Eh? Then you can say that in the dormitory, right? Xiaomumu, you are so kind~"
Ling Mu's cheeks instantly turned red, he gritted his teeth and swung his fist forward, hitting Qiu Zhenyang's hard chest.
… Damn, my hands hurt.
Qiu Zhenyang pretended to cover his chest and coughed a few times, showing a pitiful expression: "Xiao Mumu, how can you bear to hit me? I am sincere to you, and the world can learn from it!"
Ling Mu retracted his fist and walked forward irritably: "You're serious, who the hell is your omega? You want it so much. Why didn't you chase after one of you just now?"
"I have nothing to do with him. I only recognize you." Qiu Zhenyang immediately expressed his sincerity and extended his hand to make an oath.
"What do you have to do with him to do my shit? Stay away from me."
Qiu Zhenyang saw that the person had quickened his pace, and followed him effortlessly with his long legs, and said, "How about going to the supermarket with me? Ling Dang seems to like eating cauliflower fish, I'll buy some more, and I have to buy some more seasonings and stuff.”
Thinking of Qiu Zhenyang cooking for himself and his sister in the past two days, Ling Mu pursed his lower lip and went to the supermarket with Qiu Zhenyang.
Going to the supermarket here in Interstellar does not require much physical effort, because you only need to browse the items on the machine in the lobby, select what you need and pay. In less than a minute, bags containing the goods will be handed out from the output port under the machine. .
Qiu Zhenyang ordered and browsed the items in the menu area, looking at the pictures and product introductions. In a short time, he selected a lot of items, all of which were ingredients and seasonings for cooking.
Ling Mu has been watching from the side. He knows nothing about cooking, and he is also curious about why a young man like Qiu Zhenyang likes to cook, and his skills are so good. The food he cooks is so delicious that even he can't help but marvel. No wonder My sister has been talking about it all day.
"Do you have anything to buy?" After Qiu Zhenyang finished selecting his own things, he turned to look at Ling Mu.
The two of them were so close now that Qiu Zhenyang could smell the faint floral fragrance on Ling Mu's body.
"No, have you made your choice?" Ling Mu stared at the screen and didn't notice Qiu Zhenyang's gaze.
"You... pheromones are the scent of flowers, right? What kind of flower?" Qiu Zhenyang asked in a strange way, his eyes fixed on Ling Mu's long eyelashes and unable to move away.
Although the taste of each person's pheromones is not a secret, if someone like Qiu Zhenyang asks it in private, the meaning is actually very ambiguous.
Ling Mu raised his head and met Qiu Zhenyang's dark eyes, and his heart seemed to skip a beat.
"What's there to ask?" He quickly lowered his head and his eyes fell on Qiu Zhenyang's slender fingers. The hand was as perfect as the owner's face, slender and fair, with well-defined joints. One glance at it made people want to touch it.
Qiu Zhenyang also learned about pheromones, so he smiled and said, "Can you just satisfy my curiosity? Let me first say that the smell of my pheromones is sunshine, almost the same as a quilt that has been exposed to the sun. Very warm~”
Ling Mu frowned in disgust: "Isn't it just the smell of mite corpses? What's so exciting about it."
"Hey? Hey hey hey???"
Mites? Corpse? Damn it
This description made Qiu Zhenyang instantly petrified and made him feel bad!
"Xiao Mumu, please let me go! Why are you so venomous! How do you ask me to face my own pheromones in the future!!!" Qiu Zhenyang was so broken that he almost cried without tears!
Seeing his head that suddenly dropped, and his troubled and pitiful expression, Ling Mu burst out laughing.
This guy looked so stupid that he couldn't help it.
At the same time, Qiu Zhenyang, who was still looking collapsed, stared closely at Ling Mu's face. He had always thought Ling Mu was good-looking and handsome, but now that he saw his smiling expression for the first time, his heart palpitated more and more loudly, and his heartbeat sounded amplified in his ears, like a little dancing man enjoying himself.
He really wanted to be Ling Mu's source of happiness and see his smile every day.
Qiu Zhenyang's straight eyes made Ling Mu feel a little embarrassed. He coughed slightly, suppressed his smile, opened his terminal and swiped his card: "You've finished your selection, right? Then I'll pay."
"Wait!" Qiu Zhenyang immediately stopped him, "I can just pay it myself."
Ling Mu pulled his hand away and insisted, "I accept you cooking for us, but I have to buy the ingredients."
He doesn't like to owe others anything, so he still has the food money for the time being. As for how to earn living expenses in the future, just keep thinking of ways.
Seeing Ling Mu's insistence, Qiu Zhenyang stopped blocking him and just thought that the next time he wanted to buy ingredients, he would just buy them online with Mimi. He understood Ling Mu's psychology, but he also didn't want him to have more trouble because of money.
"Okay, thank you. I'll cook more delicious dishes for you and Ling Dang when I go back~"
It was getting dark now, and the two of them walked to the dormitory carrying their bags. There were many people on the way back to the dormitory. Because Qiu Zhenyang's appearance was too dazzling, there were always people peeking at him. Ling Mu deliberately tried to distance himself from Qiu Zhenyang, but the latter always stuck to him.
"Hey, Zhenyang, what are you doing?"
When they were approaching the dormitory area, Zhuo Hang and Yuan Chenyu came face to face.
Qiu Zhenyang smiled and raised his hand to say hello: "I just went to the shopping street. Did you two just come out of the gym? Your hair is all wet."
"Yes, I took a shower in it. Hey, this isn't..." Yuan Chenyu was stunned for a moment when he saw Ling Mu, and then raised his chin at Qiu Zhenyang.
Zhuo Hang took the lead in introducing himself to Ling Mu in a friendly manner: "My name is Zhuo Hang, and I am a friend of Zhenyang."
Yuan Chenyu then said: "Me too, my name is Yuan Chenyu, you can just call me Ayu."
"Yu, what's your size?" Qiu Zhenyang pushed him. Lingmu called him by his full name. Call him Ayu? Go crazy!
Ling Mu had almost no friends. Facing such a scene, he was inevitably unfamiliar and wanted to run away in embarrassment. But when Qiu Zhenyang looked at him with worried eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, Ling Mu didn't know why, but the psychological pressure suddenly became much lighter, and the thought of leaving gradually disappeared. It wasn't until Qiu Zhenyang and Yuan Chenyu finished laughing and looking at him that Ling Mu finally calmed down and said, "My name is Ling Mu."
The smile on Qiu Zhenyang's mouth widened, and his fangs were exposed happily. He hooked Ling Mu's neck and said to the other two people: "Let me introduce you formally, this is my wife!"
"You old man, get out!" Ling Mu punched Qiu Zhenyang in the stomach, glared at him fiercely, and walked away with the bag.
"Pfft-hahahahahaha! Damn, he's so unique, hahaha, it made me laugh so hard!" Yuan Chenyu burst out laughing, lying on Zhuo Hang's shoulder until he was out of breath laughing.
Zhuo Hang was not much better, laughing so hard that tears came out.
It was really rare for them to see Qiu Zhenyang frustrated. How could they not laugh heartily when they finally encountered such an interesting scene
Qiu Zhenyang on the side touched his abdominal muscles and gritted his teeth at the two of them: "Why are you laughing? What's so funny? You might be even worse off than me when you chase your wife in the future!"
After laughing, Zhuo Hang still raised his eyebrows and asked Qiu Zhenyang after he calmed down a bit: "I never saw you like this when I was chasing Cheng An'an before. Why, do you really want to ask someone to be your wife?"
Yuan Chenyu also touched his chin: "Although his personality is very interesting, judging from his appearance, he might be harder to chase than Cheng An'an~"
Qiu Zhenyang punched each of them and walked slowly to the dormitory. As he walked, he said, "Don't compare him to Cheng An'an. No matter how difficult it is to chase him, I will catch him."
Zhuo Hang nodded and patted Qiu Zhenyang's shoulder to encourage him. Yuan Chenyu also gestured OK to express his understanding.
The three brothers just walked arm in arm, their handsome faces and vigorous bodies attracting the attention of many people on the road.
While walking, Qiu Zhenyang suddenly said: "I'm going to build a shop in the commercial street and open a milk tea shop. You two have recently helped me find a shop, and I will go online to order a batch of program robots."
Qiu Zhenyang found Ling Mu being bullied very disturbing, and it was impossible for him to allow Ling Mu to be a sparring partner, so the best way was to open a shop by himself and hire Ling Mu. This would not only ensure Ling Mu's working environment, but also give him more compensation based on his selfishness.
"Milk, milk tea shop? What the hell, what is milk tea?" Yuan Chenyu's head was full of question marks, and he had no idea what Qiu Zhenyang was talking about.
Zhuo Hang also looked confused, not knowing what nonsense Qiu Zhenyang was talking about.
"Ah, it's just a drink." Qiu Zhenyang slapped his forehead, remembering that there is no such thing as milk tea here. "I researched it myself out of boredom. It tastes good anyway. And it's not just drinks, there are fried chicken and other things. Snacks can be made and sold.”
As the second son of the Qiu family, Qiu Zhenyang has countless pocket money. Although it is not enough to do big things, there is no pressure to open a milk tea shop or something.