Chapter 065

Ling Miao stood at the door gasping, a little hesitant to enter. Seeing this, Su Yuyang smiled and said, "What are you doing standing at the door stupidly?" Pour me a glass of water. Su Yuyang glanced at Ling Miao.

Ling Miao walked in in two steps, picked up Su Yuyang's cup in front of the desk and asked, "Cold or warm?" Before Su Yuyang could speak, Ling Miao made a decision: "It's better to drink warm, you are afraid of the cold." โ€

Su Yuyang wanted to say: "Just because I'm afraid of the cold doesn't mean I can't drink cold water!" But seeing the perseverance in Ling Miao's eyes, he nodded in acquiescence.

Ling Miao turned around and walked out of the door, Su Yuyang's gaze was still at the door. Soon, Ling Miao came back, he took a full glass of water, but the lid of the quilt was not taken, and he was in a bit of a hurry, and part of the water in the cup came out, wetting his clothes.

Su Yuyang took a sip of water, and when he saw the water-soaked place on Ling Miao's chest, he said in a joking tone, "Are you thirsty for your clothes too?" โ€

"Huh?" Ling Miao looked down, he touched his head and said embarrassedly, "I'll go change my clothes first." After speaking, he raised his feet and walked out, and Su Yuyang's cold voice shot from behind Ling Miao. Su Yuyang said, "Aren't your clothes in my room?" โ€

Ling Miao stiffened, and scolded in his heart: "Damn, I took away other things, but I forgot about my clothes!" โ€

Ling Miao didn't know when Su Yuyang would wake up, so his things were basically moved into Su Yuyang's room, and when Su Yuyang was about to wake up, he moved his things out, but forgot the clothes on the bedside table. o(โ•ฏโ–กโ•ฐ)o

Ling Miao turned his head mechanically, opened his mouth and smiled flatteringly: "That, Brother Su, you rest first, I'll go change my clothes." Ling Miao walked to the other side of the bed and picked up his clothes, and ran out as if fleeing.

Su Yuyang's eyes chased the back of Ling Miao's deserted escape, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

A few minutes later, Ling Miao returned.

Su Yuyang still maintained the posture when Ling Miao went out, Ling Miao walked over and turned Su Yuyang's body in a different direction, and he taught: "Aren't you tired of lying like this?" โ€

Su Yuyang kept smiling and didn't speak, Ling Miao was angry and happy in his heart, he covered Su Yuyang with a quilt, and said resignedly: "Forget it, for the sake of you being sick, I don't care about you." What do you want to eat at night? โ€

Su Yuyang pretended to be thinking, and Ling Miao waited patiently for his answer.

"Porridge." Su Yuyang exhaled a word.

Ling Miao asked, "Preserved egg lean porridge or corn porridge or mung bean porridge or pumpkin porridge?" โ€

"You decide." Su Yuyang continued to speak in the way he had just spoken, in fact, he really didn't have much strength.

Su Yuyang's current state really made Ling Miao feel distressed, and Ling Miao didn't continue to ask, he put the cup on the bedside table with the lid on it, and instructed: "Call me if you have something, I'll go to the code." โ€

"You're right next to me." Su Yuyang's eyes glanced to the side, "I remember that you have a desk on the bed." โ€

"You're watching from the side, where do I still have the mind to code words? Besides, you're going to let me code words on your bed, right? Ling seconds glanced at Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang also knew this, and he said indifferently: "Then it's up to you." โ€

Ling Miao went out and came back in less than a minute.

Set up the desk on the bed and sit on the bed.

Su Yuyang joked: "I'm watching next to you, do you still have the heart to code words?" โ€

"I should train myself, can't I?" Ling seconds shot back.

A few seconds after Ling Miao's words fell, Su Yuyang heard the sound of the keyboard, he raised his head sideways, and looked at Ling Miao's focused face from bottom to top.

Outside the window, the sound of rain became more and more intense, and the pounding on the glass seemed to pierce the glass. Ling Miao frowned, as if his train of thought had been interrupted by the sound of rain outside the window.

"Damn." Ling Miao scolded in a low voice, then turned his head to look at Su Yuyang, and said weakly, "Kaven." โ€

"Huh?" Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao in confusion.

Ling Miao took out the outline of his own novel that Su Yuyang had sorted out, as if he had grabbed someone's pigtails, and laughed proudly: "Su Yuyang, you read my text quite carefully?" โ€

"Tidy it up when you're bored, just look at it and smile." Su Yuyang didn't care much, and didn't even ask how these things could be in Ling Miao's hands.

Ling Miao carefully folded all the papers neatly, and then added them with a clip, and said very preciously: "I have to keep these things." โ€

Looking at Ling Miao's childish actions, a warmth flowed through Su Yuyang's heart, and Ling Miao's treasure of the things he worked so hard to sort out also made him feel happy. Su Yuyang's hand covered Ling Miao's leg, and Ling Miao's spirit was excited, and he reflexively moved his leg away. Su Yuyang's palm was empty, and although the expression on his face had not changed much, his heart was not very good. Ling Miao saw Su Yuyang's loss and remorse, he restrained his emotions and said gratefully: "Thank you for your suggestion, I am revising the text according to your suggestion." โ€

Repairing the text is an extremely painful job, not to mention that Ling Miao's text has more than two million words, and it takes four or five days to read it day and night.

Thinking of Ling Miao's haggard appearance after repairing the text, Su Yuyang's tone became pity: "It's more than two million words, and there is no need to fix it, it's all on the street anyway." โ€

If Su Yuyang said this in a sarcastic tone, Ling Miao would definitely scold him, but he was distressed, which made Ling Miao completely unable to raise his anger, okay! Ling Miao patted his hand with paper and said firmly: "Even if you hit the street, Lao Tzu will finish repairing it, maybe it will suddenly become popular after finishing the book?" โ€

"That's just as well." Su Yuyang was powerless to refute, but he made another request: "Don't update it during the revision period." โ€

Ling Miao glanced at Su Yuyang, and said expectantly: "If you don't code words, you don't recommend and don't work hard, I can't support myself if I can't get money, is it possible that you will support me?" โ€

"Yes." Su Yuyang agreed without thinking about it. As soon as the words came out, he felt that it was inappropriate, and added under Ling Miao's surprised gaze: "I mean, you continue to be my assistant, and I will pay you - so that you will not have money?" โ€

"Damn, this is completely different from 'you raise me', okay!" Ling Miao made a grimace at Su Yuyang, and Su Yuyang laughed twice.

Probably Su Yuyang smiled, Ling Miao's heart relaxed a lot, and he also laughed. Suddenly, Ling Miao seemed to think of something, and he asked with a wicked smile: "Sister Yan's concert, are you still going?" โ€

"It's tomorrow, right?" Su Yuyang recalled the time, "Do you think I can still go like this?" โ€

Ling Miao was faintly disappointed, but thinking that Su Yuyang might have a ticket in his hand, he was full of blood again. Ling Miao asked, "Brother Su, do you have tickets for Sister Yan's concert?" โ€

"You want to go?" A bright light flashed in Su Yuyang's eyes, and he said in his heart: "Ling Miao is not a fan of Yanli, why is he so excited?" Could it be that there is an ulterior secret? "Curiosity, everyone has it, although Su Yuyang's curiosity is not big, but since this matter has been related to Yanli and Ling Miao, his curiosity has been completely aroused, if Ling Miao doesn't tell him, Ling Miao's life in the future will not be too easy.

Ling Miao said embarrassedly: "I want to go to the theater." โ€

"Watching a play?" The concert is not a drama, what is there to watch?

Ling Miao's words made Su Yuyang even more reluctant to give up.

Su Yuyang nodded and said, "As for the ticket, I do have it, but there is only one." โ€

"Brother Su, you don't want to go anyway, it's better to ......"

"I suddenly wanted to go." Su Yuyang interrupted Ling Miao's words. Ling Miao sighed, with an expression of wanting to scold Su Yuyang. Su Yuyang raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Miao, his appearance was very proud. Ling Miao slowly exhaled a breath and begged, "Brother Su, please, give me the ticket!" โ€

"You're not a fan of Yanli, why do you suddenly want to go to her concert?" Su Yuyang finally said his true purpose.

"That's ......"

Ling Miao immediately said in detail that Yan Li liked Ji Linxi, and sent flowers to Ji Linxi, as well as Ji Linxi's reaction and response, and finally he begged again: "Brother Su, I really want to see Sister Yan's reaction when she received the flowers for the first time." โ€

"That's not a reason." Su Yuyang felt that Ling Miao should have a deeper reason, so he still didn't let go.

Ling Miao was defeated, and he said calmly, "I want to stop Lin Xi." โ€

"I accept this reason." Su Yuyang was relieved, but Ling Miao's joy had not faded, and Su Yuyang made up for it: "But I can't give you my ticket." โ€

"Nima ......" Ling seconds want to scold!

Su Yuyang kept staring at Ling Miao's expression, the excitement on Ling Miao's face did not escape Su Yuyang's eyes, the excitement instantly turned depressed and was also taken into Su Yuyang's eyes, and Su Yuyang also looked at the helplessness after being depressed. Although Su Yuyang was secretly happy in his heart, his face looked very calm. I begged once and begged a second time, but the second time it didn't work, Ling Miao had no choice but to spread his hands: "Since that's the case, I won't go, anyway, it's not me who will be sad at that time." โ€

Ling Miao unexpectedly didn't blow up his hair, but his displeasure was still written on his face. Su Yuyang rolled down and moved himself closer to Ling Miao. Ling Miao sat on the edge very much, and if he was not careful, he would fall out of bed, Su Yuyang suddenly rolled over, which really made Ling Miao so busy that he almost fell over. Ling Miao looked nervously at Su Yuyang, who was rolling over, and asked timidly, "Su ...... Brother Su, what are you going to do? โ€

Su Yuyang patted Ling Miao's leg and comforted: "Don't be sad, although I can't give you my ticket, I can give you Fengji's ticket." โ€

"Ahโ€”โ€”?h Ling Miao was still a little incredulous all of a sudden.

"Help me dial the phone of Feng Ji." Su Yuyang smiled lovingly.

Ling Miao dialed Feng Ji's phone, and Su Yuyang asked him to turn on the speakerphone again. Ling Miao was a little surprised, Su Yuyang was actually willing to let himself hear the call between him and Feng Ji.

"Feng Ji, Ling Miao is going to Yanli's concert, and I will confiscate your tickets." Su Yuyang said slyly.

There was an angry scolding from Feng Ji's side, and then Ling Miao heard Feng Ji's undulating voice: "I thought Ling Miao called me to tell me that you hung up, but I didn't expect you to wake up!" โ€

"That's how you want me to die?"

"Get out!" Feng Ji said angrily, "If you want a ticket, you can exchange your autograph!" โ€

"Sorry, it can't be. Also, your ticket was originally with me, so ......" Su Yuyang didn't speak, and then hung up the phone decisively, it can be guessed that Feng Ji was scolding Su Yuyang shamelessly over the phone at this time.

"That's it!" Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao as if he was invited, and Ling Miao smiled and didn't speak.