Ling Miao is like a storyteller, but he is talking about his inner world, and he is not like other storytellers, when he talks about the wonderful places, he wakes up and shouts, "I know what will happen next, please listen to the next decomposition" to leave the audience with a sense of regret.

Ling Miao was asking Su Yuyang if he wanted to continue listening, Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao's eyes, for some reason, Su Yuyang always felt that those bright eyes were covered by a layer of mist, and he couldn't see the emotion in Ling Miao's eyes, as if he didn't know the meaning of Ling Miao's words today.

Su Yuyang didn't answer Ling Miao's question, he asked rhetorically, "...... Why are you telling me this? I don't think it's like you. ”

"What does it look like me?" Ling Miao smiled and asked, "Do you have to scold you for being like me?" In fact, there are many sides to people, and different emotions show different sides. When I made a fuss, it was because I cared, and now ...... Well, it's not that I don't care, but I care too much. Su Yuyang, you tease me again and again, I've had enough, what are you doing with me?

Take you as an example, you were the god I liked first, and then my boss, I have admiration, resentment and helplessness for you, what about me?

The first time we met, I thought you were a pretty good person, but when I knew that you were Shuyang, I was so depressed and resentful.

I've lived with you for a while, and apart from what I did wrong, what else have you done all day long except for deliberately picking on me and stabbing me to make me angry?

I'm your personal assistant, not a toy to relieve your boredom when you're bored.

If you think I'm a toy, there's nothing I can do, after all, you're my boss, aren't you? ”

"I ......" Su Yuyang was a little powerless to refute, because sometimes he did maliciously poke Ling Miao's anger, and he liked to see Ling Miao's angry appearance. Hearing Ling Miao's sincere words, Su Yuyang was speechless for a while, he admitted that he was wrong, and it was not difficult to apologize, but the words of apology couldn't be said when they came to his mouth, it seemed that once he spoke, the relationship between him and Ling Miao changed, and the only thing he didn't know was whether this change was good or bad.

Ling Miao looked at Su Yuyang's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and patted Su Yuyang's shoulder with a comforting smile: "Su Yuyang, don't do anything to embarrass yourself." ”

"A noisy life may be delicious, but Su Yuyang, have you considered my feelings? Su Yuyang, I hope that we can be like a normal boss and an assistant. Ling Miao looked at Su Yuyang expectantly, "I'll do my part, you correct your attitude towards me - provoke with a purpose, I will accept it, but the result may not be acceptable to you." ”

Ling Miao is no longer the Ling Miao who looks weak, panics when he encounters something, and waives his claws when he is stepped on his tail, Su Yuyang stared at the person in front of him stupidly, and a word popped up in his mind: rebirth.

Su Yuyang was reluctant to take his eyes off Ling Miao, as if he wanted to find a trace of Ling Miao's past aura from the person in front of him, but he failed—apart from that face, he could no longer find the common ground between the two.

"Small second ......" Su Yuyang gently called Ling Miao, Ling Miao's "um" was a response, but Su Yuyang didn't follow. The two stared into each other's eyes, but neither spoke.

The air was mixed with solemnity, Su Yuyang's breathing became heavier and heavier, Ling Miao's face was indifferent, and those smiling eyes felt that he was mocking Su Yuyang no matter how he looked at it.

Su Yuyang seemed to have been defeated by a supreme master, he sighed helplessly, put his hand on Ling Miao's shoulder and promised: "I promise not to deliberately make you angry again, but if you don't do something well, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Ling Miao nodded, and then watched Su Yuyang return to the room.

As soon as the door of Su Yuyang's bedroom was closed, Ling Miao suddenly collapsed like a deflated balloon, and the whole person collapsed weakly on the sofa like a starfish, and his breathing was like running a thousand meters, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his sideburns, and his pale cheeks looked like a seriously ill patient.

"Damn, I survived." Ling Miao looked at the ceiling, his vision a little blurred.

Su Yuyang became stronger, and Ling Miao would definitely be strangled by his aura to the point that there was no scum left, so the best way was to suppress Su Yuyang's aura first, and to suppress Su Yuyang, it would need to be several times stronger than him. In order to have a peaceful life, Ling Miao had to pretend to be tough. Now it seems that the results are quite good. Although Ling Miao was acting, his words were basically sincere—he didn't dare to say it in front of Su Yuyang before.

"Su Yuyang's temper and appearance are not terrifying, why is my legs weak when he glares at me?" Ling Miao wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, and thought depressedly, "If you don't have a plan, it is estimated that there will be no day to turn over in the future." Looking at Su Yuyang's guilty face, it's so fucking cool! ”

If it weren't for the whole body strength used to breathe, Ling Miao would definitely be unable to help laughing.

Back in the bedroom, Su Yuyang didn't turn on the computer or the lights, he lay on the bed and carefully sorted out every word Ling Miao said, but the sentence "Su Yuyang, I came back because of you" would always jump out and disturb his thoughts.

Su Yuyang rubbed his hair irritably, if it weren't for Ling Miao outside, he would have shouted out to vent his frustration.

Listening to someone tell the truth, or the truth about oneself, is also torture to some extent. In Ling Miao's eyes, he is a person who plays with others. It is undeniable that Su Yuyang did use the idea of Ling Second to adjust his life, and he did so, although Su Yuyang didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his approach, but when this practice was said, Su Yuyang himself wanted to spit on himself.

Suddenly, Su Yuyang thought of today's conversation with Feng Ji.

Kazeki asked him if he wanted to find something other than fiction to spice up his life, and he said at the time, "I really can't find anything other than fiction that I can do quietly." The funny thing is that he has long been using Ling Seconds to adjust his life.

"Use Ling Seconds to adjust your life? Well, maybe not, but ...... Alas, alas, annoyed to death, I haven't been so irritable for a long time. Su Yuyang ravaged his hair with both hands, kneaded his hair into a chicken nest and was not satisfied, and beat the pillow with his hands. If someone who doesn't know the truth breaks in, he thinks Su Yuyang is out of love.

Using all his strength, Su Yuyang lay on the bed panting, the blurred halo on the ceiling gradually turned into an indifferent face, which was exactly the same as Ling Miao.

"Yuyang, maybe you should live a different way."

"Maybe it's time for you to find someone to live with."

Feng Ji's words appeared again, Su Yuyang was a little out of strength, he didn't have the strength to think about other things, thinking about this, looking at Ling Miao's face, gradually, Su Yuyang fell into darkness.

The next day, Su Yuyang's biological clock had a problem, and Ling Miao's breakfast was ready, and he hadn't come out yet, so he had to enter Su Yuyang's bedroom and prepare to lift his quilt.

Ling Miao opened Su Yuyang's bedroom door, and what caught his eye was Su Yuyang lying in the shape of "Tai".

Su Yuyang didn't wear pajamas last night, so he was still wearing the same clothes he wore during the day yesterday.

Ling Miao looked at the pillow quilt that fell on the ground and exclaimed: ", this guy can really toss when he sleeps." ”

Thinking that the floor was not very clean, in order not to let Su Yuyang find a reason to call for himself to wash the quilt cover and pillowcase, Ling Miao picked up the quilt and pillow on the ground and piled it next to Su Yuyang.

Su Yuyang has been tormented by Fengji's two words, and he can't get rid of it even if he falls asleep, so Su Yuyang hasn't slept well all night.

Ling Miao shook Su Yuyang's arm, trying to wake Su Yuyang up in this way. Su Yuyang scolded a few words vaguely, Ling Miao didn't hear what it was, but he felt that it was definitely not a good word, so he was more persistent in trying to wake up Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang sat up suddenly, opened his eyes with difficulty and looked around, and a vague syllable came out of his nasal cavity, ignoring Ling Miao's expectations, and fell gorgeously.

"Hey......" Ling Miao pointed at Su Yuyang and wanted to teach him a lesson, but thinking that Su Yuyang couldn't hear it, he swallowed the words that came to his throat depressedly.

"Su Yuyang, Su Yuyang, get up and have breakfast." Ling Miao slapped Su Yuyang's face, listening to the "popping" sound of the palm of his hand touching his cheek, Ling Miao's heart was indescribably happy.

But...... Ling Miao's slapping on Su Yuyang's face decreased because he found that he had slapped Su Yuyang's face with a red mark.

"I didn't push too hard, did I?" Ling Miao thought suspiciously, and put his hand on Su Yuyang's face and stroked it.

"Hey, this thing has good skin, it's slippery and greasy, and it's very comfortable to touch." Ling Miao couldn't put down Su Yuyang's face, and his fingertips drew circles on Su Yuyang's cheeks.

Su Yuyang screamed "um", and his brows furrowed, but he didn't know if he dreamed of something that upset him, or if he couldn't sleep because of Ling Miao's movements.

"Don't bother me." Su Yuyang suddenly raised his hand and hit Ling Miao's back, and the movement of Ling Miao's hand suddenly stopped, and Su Yuyang's hand on Ling Miao's back pressed Ling Miao's chest with a fierce force.

Before Ling Miao could react, his forehead touched Su Yuyang's chin, and the bones touched the bones, and Ling Miao made an "ah" sound in pain.

"Hmm." Su Yuyang turned his head as if he was conscious, and his lips unintentionally rubbed Ling Miao's forehead.

"Damn." Ling Miao scolded in a low voice, and was just about to struggle to straighten up, when Su Yuyang pressed him down again.

"How much strength does a person who sleeps have that much?" Ling Miao asked himself in his heart, "It can't be that this thing deliberately manipulates me, right?" Didn't he promise he wouldn't tease me? Su Yuyang did such a thing as slapping himself in the face in seconds? ”

Ling Miao was still asking and answering himself, and Su Yuyang suddenly turned over.

"I'll rub!" Ling Miao scolded again.

As soon as Su Yuyang turned over, he pressed Ling Miao's upper body under him, and Ling Miao's body was pressed by a heavy object, and he felt that his ribs were about to break.

Ling Miao tried to move his arm to push Su Yuyang away, and Su Yuyang adjusted his body with feeling, pressing Ling Miao tighter.

"Your sister's Su Yuyang, Lao Tzu ¥%¥......%......" Ling Miao went through all the foul words he knew in his heart after adding Su Yuyang's name, and finally gasped a little.

"Since I can't break free, I might as well get some sleep."

Ling Miao thought so, yawned and closed his eyes.