Su Yuyang opened his lips and teeth as if he wanted to tell Ling Miao something, but Ling Miao heard nothing. Su Yuyang raised his hand and pressed Ling Miao's head down. Ling Miao lowered his head in the direction of Su Yuyang's force, and then he heard Su Yuyang say a vague word.
"Sugar?" Ling Miao repeated Su Yuyang's words, and Su Yuyang nodded.
"What candy?"
"Room, glucose, water." Su Yuyang spat out a few words feebly.
Ling Miao frowned and helped Su Yuyang up, muttering a few words that Su Yuyang said before entering Su Yuyang's room.
"Glucose injection?" Ling Miao scanned the room and saw the glucose that Su Yuyang was talking about. Now Ling Miao understood why Su Yuyang was in such a hurry to eat breakfast - it turned out that Su Yuyang had hypoglycemia and would easily get sick if he didn't eat breakfast. .
After drinking glucose, Su Yuyang gradually recovered. Ling Miao originally wanted to teach Su Yuyang a lesson, but when he thought about his position of not teaching him a lesson, he didn't speak. However, there was one thing he had to make clear.
"Su Yuyang..." Ling Miao said pretending to be ferocious, but looking at Su Yuyang, who was still pale, and feeling that his previous tone was not very friendly, he paused: "Su Yuyang, you asked me to cook, and you didn't even have the ingredients." No, so you deserved it when you fainted, and you can’t fire me because of this!”
"You..." Su Yuyang said one word weakly, and two seconds later he burst out laughing: "Ling Miao, thank you."
"Thank me? Don't thank me yet. I haven't settled the score with you yet! Why are you teasing me?" Ling Miao became fierce again in an instant. He looked at Su Yuyang with bared teeth, as if he wanted to eat Su Yuyang. .
However, in Su Yuyang's eyes, his ferocity must be replaced by another word: cute.
"I have lived here for three years. For three years, I ordered takeout. However, the takeaway boy did not deliver breakfast, so I basically did not eat breakfast in the past three years, and then I suffered from hypoglycemia." Su Yuyang explained to Ling Miao.
Ling Miao gave Su Yuyang a thumbs up: "You deserve it! In three years, you can learn a few dishes even by following the recipes. You... tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, big, your fingers are really valuable."
"When I was a child, I learned to cook and got burned. After that, I didn't dare to go near the stove fire." Su Yuyang was also helpless that he hadn't learned to cook for three years. When Ling Miao heard this, he really didn't know whether to call Su Yuyang timid or sympathize with Su Yuyang.
For a moment, the two of them had nothing to say. Su Yuyang closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, while Ling Miao lowered his head and read the novel.
"Ling Miao, let's go to the supermarket later." Su Yuyang suddenly suggested.
Ling Miao responded casually: "Okay."
Su Yuyang was lying on the sofa, and Ling Miao sat beside Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang could touch Ling Miao's hair by raising his hand.
His body moved before he thought, and by the time Su Yuyang reacted, his hand was already on Ling Miao's head. Ling Miao suddenly raised his head and met Su Yuyang's misty eyes. He was a little distracted for a moment.
"Little seconds..." Su Yuyang called out softly as if calling a lover.
Su Yuyang's voice was hoarse, as if he had just cried bitterly; Ling Miao's lips were slightly opened, not knowing how to respond. Su Yuyang gently stroked Ling Miao's hair, and his doting smile made people's hearts flutter.
Su Yuyang's fingers slid down Ling Miao's temples, and his fingertips reluctantly touched Ling Miao's smooth skin. The sun shone on Ling Miao's back, covering Ling Miao with a layer of gauze. Ling Miao felt like he was in a fairyland.
The soft lips were touched by slightly cool fingers, and Ling Miao's whole body trembled. He suddenly stood up and suddenly opened Su Yuyang's hand: "Su Yuyang, you are touching my face. Even if you like men, you still can't." You can't just eat my tofu! No wonder you kept following me around on the day of the interview. Now I completely understand. It turns out that you really had evil intentions towards me at that time! I'm warning you... "
Ling Miao's two thin lips opened and closed, and Su Yuyang was dazzled by the light pink color. Su Yuyang was really dazzled. He didn't care about his dizziness and actually grabbed the back of Ling Miao's head and pressed his lips against it. The words Ling Miao had not yet spoken were blocked by Su Yuyang's lips.
"Hiss—" Su Yuyang suddenly made a painful sound, and then let go of Ling Miao.
Su Yuyang's eyes were filled with confusion, as if he didn't understand why he did this. "Su Yuyang, even if you are my boss, you can't have any other intentions against me, and..."
"What else?" Su Yuyang's eyes turned cold, and the cold air from his eyes was about to freeze Ling Miao into ice cubes. Ling Miao shivered and his previously tough attitude softened instantly. He said with a smile: "Brother Su, didn't you say you want to go?" Supermarket? When shall we leave?”
Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao's smiling face - this was completely different from the previous fierceness. The key was that there was no transition between the two. This phenomenon is like the weather, randomly switching between sunny and torrential rain.