"You bastard!" Ling Miao grabbed the plastic bottle at hand and threw it at Su Yuyang, but the bottle hit the door.
"If there are scratches on the door, prepare to have your wages deducted!" Su Yuyang's emotionless voice came.
"If you can't find the document, just wait until tomorrow to drink glucose!" Ling Miao responded to Su Yuyang not to be outdone.
Looking at the blank document, Ling Miao became angrier as he thought about it. Suddenly he showed a sly smile. Then he silently opened Su Yuyang's author backend, glanced at today's scheduled chapter, and deleted it with a cold snort.
"Hmph, don't you always update? I deleted your new chapter to see if you stop updating!"
After deleting today's schedule, Ling Miao felt refreshed. Glancing at Su Yuyang's closed door, Ling Miao packed his things with a smile on his face and prepared to escape.
Su Yuyang was having a headache in the room.
Although he was very angry when he saw that Ling Miao didn't follow his instructions, he didn't want to delete Ling Miao's manuscript to vent his anger. He just cut Ling Miao's manuscript into a USB flash drive and waited for Ling Miao to admit his mistake. He would naturally return it to Ling Miao, but Ling Miao had such a tough attitude. Not to mention admitting his mistake, he probably didn't even know where his mistake was.
Su Yuyang just talked about deducting wages and so on. He didn't think he was a stingy person, but Ling Miao...
Hey, why is it Ling Miao again
Su Yuyang rubbed his temples. In the past few days, his emotions had always been attracted by Ling Miao. He had almost forgotten how to write the word "calm".
Anyone who is familiar with Su Yuyang knows that Su Yuyang seems to be born with no temper, and seems to be indifferent to everything. The only thing that makes him care is probably novels.
Su Yuyang dated many people, and without exception the two broke up after a few months, and it was always proposed by the other party, and the reasons were all the same: you should marry your novel.
So for a while, Su Yuyang was thinking about whether he should find a writer to get married so that we could have common interests and understand each other.
After Mu Yu knew Su Yuyang's idea, he only said one sentence: "Whoever you like, I will be the matchmaker."
Since the end of his last relationship, Su Yuyang has not had feelings for anyone, so even if Su Yuyang has a settled heart, he can't find anyone to settle down with.
Su Yuyang's head started to hurt from thinking too much. He let out a breath and opened the document to start coding.
Once he enters the state of coding, it is difficult for Su Yuyang to come out, just like the immortal cultivator in the novel who has entered trance. When his stomach started to protest, Su Yuyang realized that it was already dinner time. Su Yuyang stood up and moved his stiff limbs, then opened the door: "Xiao..." Seeing the empty living room, Su Yuyang was stunned. He walked to the kitchen and looked, but there was also no one. After another look, he discovered Ling Miao's Everything was packed away.
"Leaving?" Su Yuyang scratched his hair, looking very irritated. He called Ling Miao, but Ling Miao hung up. He called Ling Miao more than ten times, but was hung up every time.
Ling Miao was probably annoyed by Su Yuyang, so he couldn't help but send a text message: Su Yuyang, I can't serve you, you should find someone else!
Su Yuyang replied: I'm hungry.
Ling Miao: It’s none of my business if you’re hungry. You can find whatever you want in the refrigerator.
Su Yuyang: I'm hungry.
Ling Miao: It has nothing to do with me if I starve to death.
Su Yuyang: Xiao Miao, I'm hungry.
"Fuck!" Ling Miao shouted and put his chopsticks into the instant noodle bag. "Is Su Yuyang acting coquettishly on me?"
Ji Linxi looked down at the chat history between the two and said with a smile, "Hey, it looks like this great god is quite cute."
"Poor unloved!"
"Who said he is unloved? Aren't you just his crazy fan?"
Being hurt by Ji Linxi again, Ling Miao had no intention of talking to Ji Linxi. He wolfed down the noodles, wiped his mouth and rushed out of the room.
"where to?"
"That guy has hypoglycemia and can't cook. I'm worried that he will get sick if he doesn't eat dinner." Ling Miao's voice became smaller and smaller. Ji Linxi walked to the living room and took a look, and saw that the boy was running towards the gate of the community. .
"You have a hard mouth but a soft heart. Besides, won't he order takeout if you don't cook?" Ji Linxi put a new label on Ling Miao, "But it's a little abnormal for this kid to be so nervous about Su Yuyang!"
Although he thought of this, Ji Linxi had no intention of delving further - he hadn't settled his own affairs yet, so how could he have the time to deal with Ling Miao's affairs
When he opened the door of Su Yuyang's house, Ling Miao smelled a burnt smell and looked up to see thick smoke billowing from the kitchen.
"Ahem." Ling Miao couldn't help but cough. When Su Yuyang heard the cough, his eyes showed surprise, but he soon regained his composure.
Ling Miao walked into the kitchen holding his nose. When he saw the black object in the pot, he gave Su Yuyang a lesson: "You are stupid. You can't use a microwave oven if you don't know how to use fire?"
"You're back?" Su Yuyang said coldly, as if he didn't want to see Ling Miao appear in front of him.
Ling Miao glared at Su Yuyang. He took the spatula from Su Yuyang's hand and said viciously: "I'm worried that someone will faint and die at home. Since someone doesn't welcome me, I'll leave."