The consequence of cutting his finger while cooking was that Qiu Zhenyang refused to let Ling Mu enter the kitchen again until his wound healed. Qiu Zhenyang also took care of the dishwashing work.
Ling Mu naturally made a serious protest against this, but obviously the protest was invalid.
In the afternoon, the two went to the same classroom again. This time, no matter how slow Ling Mu was, he realized that Qiu Zhenyang must have obtained the information about his course selection from some source. But since it didn't affect him in any way, Ling Mu didn't bother to ask, so as not to make it seem like he cared very much, he just followed Qiu Zhenyang.
But it was just class. After class, Qiu Zhenyang continued to act like a follower, and Ling Mu couldn't bear it anymore.
"You have nothing to do? Why are you following me all the time?" It was recess time and there was a heavy flow of people. Ling Mu dragged the person into an empty classroom, closed the door and questioned him.
Qiu Zhenyang thought carefully: "I really have nothing to do."
"... If you have nothing to do, go back and don't follow me." Ling Mu looked at the terminal on his wrist. It was a little too late.
Seeing that Ling Mu was about to go out, Qiu Zhenyang hurriedly held his hand: "Where are you going?"
Ling Mu was extremely annoyed: "I'm going for an interview. If you make me late, I'll beat you to death when I go back tonight."
Qiu Zhenyang exerted a little force on his hands, and his previously good mood immediately dropped, with a hint of danger on his expression: "Interview? Is this the sparring partner you mentioned before?"
"Yes." Ling Mu reluctantly agreed, trying to find a way to pull Qiu Zhenyang's hand away.
"Didn't I tell you not to go?" Qiu Zhengyang's voice was stern and his brows furrowed.
Ling Mu ignored him and silently complained in his heart: Where will the money come from if you don't go to me
Seeing the young man's disapproving expression, Qiu Zhenyang felt a little pain in his head. Ling Mu didn't take his own words to heart at all...
With this thought in mind, he exerted force on his hands and stepped closer in an instant, directly pressing the person against the door panel. The movement was so loud that the door panel made a "clang" sound. Several students passing by outside the door took a few curious glances, but were pushed away by the flow of people coming from behind.
"This sparring job is too dangerous, don't do it." The two were very close, and Qiu Zhenyang stared closely into Ling Mu's eyes.
Ling Mu, who was forced to look at each other, found that Qiu Zhenyang's eyes had a hint of red again. This was not the first time he saw it. Every time there was a dark red light in this person's eyes, it was a sign that he was angry.
Qiu Zhenyang usually would hardly use pheromones to suppress him, but now just a look made Ling Mu want to surrender.
But when he thought about the living expenses in his account, Ling Mu still gritted his teeth and retorted: "Why don't you let me go? I'm a good fighter, I don't need you to worry about it!"
"Xiao Mumu, don't make me angry." Qiu Zhenyang put one hand on the door panel, buried his head in Ling Mu's neck and shoulders, and breathed close to him. The slender right leg got stuck between Ling Mu's legs, creating a completely suppressed situation. The person in his arms seemed to have become a prey, possessiveness and control came over him one after another, trying to crush his whole body into his body and tell him to never worry him like this again...
He couldn't stand having Ling Mu as a sparring partner, he couldn't stand having his baby touched, he couldn't stand being touched by others even in a purely violent collision...
Taking a deep breath, Qiu Zhenyang felt that something was wrong with him.
He never thought that he would care about someone to this extent. Is this what it feels like to like
Ling Mu was just pressed, motionless. He has never been a timid person. If another person had treated him like this, he would have been furious. But Qiu Zhenyang was the only one who was obviously a bastard who had broken off the engagement with him. It was obvious that they had just been involved in the relationship for a short time, and it was obvious that the other party did not release pheromones. However, he could only be hugged softly, even though there was a gap between the two sides. My clothes can feel hot.
"Don't go, be obedient. I will be able to open a store soon. When you come to work in my store, I will give you a higher salary, okay?" Relying on the faint fragrance emanating from Lingmu's glands, Qiu Zhenyang Some of his rationality finally returned, and while rubbing his lips against the smooth skin of Ling Mu's neck, he coaxed with a low voice.
Ling Mu's face turned red and he bit his lip and said nothing.
He didn't say anything, so Qiu Zhenyang continued to nuzzle, and after a while he started kissing again. In the end, he tentatively opened his thin lips and bit them gently with his teeth.
Those close kisses and bites made it itch from the skin to the heart like ants crawling across.
Ling Mu was almost driven crazy by this person!
Qiu Zhenyang hugged Ling Mu and ate it to his heart's content. The skin on his neck was already covered with red spots and was extremely hot!
"Work in my store, okay?" Qiu Zhenyang asked again, his tone became softer, "I'm too tired to work alone, and you just need a job. Working here will definitely be better than others. It’s a lot, so just agree?”
To be fair, Qiu Zhenyang's proposal is the best way. Ling Mu knows that he is not lying to himself, and he also knows that his recent creations of milk tea, fried chicken, etc. have a purpose, but... in this case, how can he agree!
He was obviously talking about work, but Qiu Zhenyang's movements and tone seemed to be talking about something else, making Ling Mu unable to speak at all! It was as if once he agreed, he fell into the quagmire called Qiu Zhenyang and could never climb out again!
Qiu Zhenyang raised his head slightly and saw the struggle in Ling Mu's eyes. He immediately understood and chuckled: "Can't tell? Then just kiss me."
As he spoke, he immediately pursed his lips and moved them twice in an exaggerated manner.
"... Shit, I get it." Ling Mu closed his eyes and turned his head to hide his expression, but his red earlobes completely exposed him.
After finally getting a response, Qiu Zhenyang took a step back compassionately, and helped Ling Mu straighten his clothes very considerately. He felt comfortable and said, "You're so good~ Let's go, I'll pick up Ling Dang with you."
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The first week of classes was quickly completed, and Qiu Zhenyang’s milk tea shop was also put on the schedule.
On Friday night, the milk tea shop had been decorated and would be open for business tomorrow.
Qiu Zhenyang did not deliberately promote his milk tea shop. During the interior decoration, he closed the front door and walked through the back door.
So when it opened for business on Saturday morning, the store was deserted and there was not a single customer.
Glancing at the shop opposite, Ling Mu looked sideways at Qiu Zhenyang: "Aren't you going out to solicit customers?"
"S-Soliciting?" Qiu Zhenyang was stunned for a moment, and when he met Ling Mu's natural gaze, he was immediately embarrassed and felt a little aggrieved, "How can anyone ask their husband to go out to solicit customers?"
"Say it again?" Ling Mu narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light shone through.
"No," Qiu Zhenyang pretended to cough, and simply sat at the dining table and rested his head, "Why are you so anxious? It may be difficult to rest in the future. Let's sit down for a while and wait."
Although he knew that when opening a store, everyone would usually take a series of measures such as publicity, discounts, and at least a store opening ceremony, but Qiu Zhenyang was too lazy to do any of these things.
Originally, the purpose of opening this store was to give Ling Mu a safe place to work, but not really to make money, so he didn't care much even if the business was deserted. Besides, Qiu Zhenyang really doesn't think his milk tea shop will be deserted for long. As long as someone comes in and tries it, he will definitely become a regular customer in the future!
The charm of milk tea and fried chicken is unstoppable!
That’s how confident you are!
After half a day of leisure, just when Qiu Zhenyang was so bored that he yawned and was about to tease Ling Mu again, "Yao Yao Milk Tea Shop" finally welcomed its first batch of customers.
"Welcome to Yaoyao Milk Tea Shop. The ordering screen is in the upper right corner of the desktop. If you have any questions, you can call us."
Qiu Zhenyang stood up and walked over to the two male classmates with a friendly smile. Ling Mu had already reached the dining area and was standing ready to carry the plates.
"What is milk tea?" The two boys who came in were both very good-looking, especially the taller one, whose looks were even comparable to Qiu Zhenyang's. However, Qiu Zhenyang looks more upright and upright because he was born into a military family and was trained since childhood.
"Milk tea is a drink with a rich and mellow taste, and you can choose the sweetness and temperature yourself." Qiu Zhenyang did not explain too much. Sometimes too much explanation can mislead others about new things. It would be better for them to experience it themselves. .
The tall boy nodded and continued to look at the menu on the ordering screen.
The milk tea shop sells only a single variety. Apart from milk tea, the only option is fried chicken. For milk tea, you can choose the sweetness, temperature, and cup size. For fried chicken, you can choose the part and flavor.
"Zhou Yan, are you sure you want to eat here? Why do I feel that this store is unreliable?" Qin Jian frowned and glanced around the store environment. Although it was quite clean and the decoration was beautiful, it was a little different. This menu...is a bit too simple
Zhou Yan didn't look up and clicked on the ordering screen a few times.
"Try it first and see if it doesn't taste good before leaving."
Hearing this, Qin Jian couldn't say anything more and could only wait for the meal to be served.
The robot in the kitchen is very powerful. In less than a minute, the meal is ready and delivered to the dining outlet.
Ling Mu picked up the dinner plate and walked steadily to the guests' table. He placed two cups of milk tea and a piece of fried chicken on the table. Before leaving, he bent down and said, "Please use it slowly."
Qiu Zhenyang paid full attention to Ling Mu. Seeing how seriously he worked, he secretly sighed that his decision to open this milk tea shop was really the right one!
Looking at the milk tea and fried chicken placed on the table, Qin Jian moved over and moved his nose, with some surprise in his eyes: "What is this? It smells so good! I have never had such a good smell!"
Even Zhou Yan, who had always been calm, was a little surprised. He took the lead and put on plastic gloves according to Qiu Zhenyang's prompts, picked up a fried chicken leg and started eating.
After one bite, the skin was crispy and the meat was tender, fragrant and juicy. Zhou Yan paused for a moment, then just ate it.
So fragrant and delicious!
This was the first time Qin Jian saw Zhou Yan like this. He immediately stopped hesitating and grabbed a chicken leg and took a bite.
"Oh my god, this is so delicious!"
Qin Jian's eyes lit up, and after saying something vaguely, he just immersed himself in eating like Zhou Yan.
The two of them finished one portion of fried chicken in less than a moment, and immediately ordered two more portions of fried chicken without any fuss.
While waiting for the fried chicken, they tried the milk tea, and then... they ordered two more cups of milk tea!
Seeing Qin Jian and Zhou Yan obsessed with milk tea and fried chicken, Qiu Zhenyang smiled treacherously on the side.
Hehehe, you stupid interstellar people, you really can’t escape the law of delicious milk tea and fried chicken!
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