Yu Yang didn't expect him to come back after cleaning up the shelves, and he saw a thin man half-leaning against the counter, as if he was smiling, as if he was teasing An Yang.

Makoto straightened up and glanced at Yu Yang, who was rushing over.

"What are you?"

The tone that turned cold suddenly popped out.

Cheng's smile didn't change in the slightest from just now, but the cold light emanating from those eyes immediately frightened Yu Yang.

"How can you say that...... "In the end, it's a child, and the words that come out of the head are directly out of momentum.

"Cheng An, you, don't be afraid...... Don't want to retreat in front of the girl you like, Yu Yang took a deep breath, took two steps forward and approached Cheng, "Trouble you to take something, leave quickly." ”

The smile on Makoto's face faded away, and he stared at the young man who dared to lean over, and the muscles of his hand pressing on the table collapsed.

Seeing that Cheng was really angry, Anyang didn't care about concealing it, and immediately pressed his hands on it, "Brother, don't scare my classmates." ”

Brother?! Yu Yang was stunned and blinked in disbelief.

He had heard from his classmates below, Anyang's brother was very good-looking, but he had never seen it, and he didn't expect it to be ......

"Brother-in-law?! Right...... No, it's big brother. Big brother, I'm sorry! Yu Yang immediately lowered his hand in a panic and snatched the bowl of noodles neatly, "Big brother, I'll help you make noodles!" ”

"No, I'll do it." An Yang reacted quickly and snatched the instant noodles back, and just wanted to come out from behind the counter, Makoto's hand was raised in time and pressed on her forehead, "Work hard, I'll do it myself." ”

"Huh?" An Yang looked up in a daze, not understanding how Makoto suddenly became so good-tempered.

The things in his arms were empty, and Makoto sat on the stool by the window with the bowl of noodles unhurriedly.

The slender hand gracefully opens the flow bag, and the slow movement seems to be not instant noodles, but a delicate dish.

"Your brother...... He's not going to come home to embarrass you, is he? Yu Yang was frightened by Cheng's gaze just now, and muttered heartily.

"No," An Yang said stiffly, and the corners of his mouth twitched silently.

From the time she was older, she talked back only a handful of times, and every time Cheng was like a fried lion, she couldn't bear the slightest anger.

She could even imagine that Makoto's current tranquility was nothing more than a warning before the storm.

Nervously glancing over her eyes, she saw Makoto reclining on a stool, his cowboy-wrapped legs stretched out under the table. It's a very common light-colored jeans, but wrapped around his legs, it's like an oil painting carefully sketched by God.

Spotting the peeking An Yang from the reflection on the glass, Makoto deliberately stretched his waist, and his shirt lifted up with his movements, revealing a firm and flat belly.

The light hit his skin, as if it was coated with a layer of mutton fat jade.

An Yang's breathing involuntarily messed up, she didn't know how many times she had seen Makoto with bare shoulders, but now the gods made a ghost, which made her have an urge to look down.

Makoto's lips opened slightly, and the shallow smile raised at the corner of his mouth caused the girls in the convenience store to cry out excitedly.

An Yang came back to his senses at this time, realized the gaffe just now, and immediately shook his head vigorously.

She must have read too many adolescent books last night, and she was hallucinating.