After Ling Miao finished finishing Su Yuyang's text, it was already evening, and when he looked up and saw the sky, Ling Miao thought that the hour was still early, and he was suddenly stupid when he saw the time.

In May, the sky refused to darken, and from the window, the afterglow of the setting sun was still reflected in the sky, and the golden light still stinged the eyes.

Ling Miao scolded in a low voice and finished the manuscript as quickly as possible, timing the last chapter, and he rushed into the kitchen without taking a sip of saliva.

After stir-frying the vegetables, Ling Miao went to knock on the door of Su Yuyang's bedroom.

Su Yuyang opened the door with a face that wiped the bottom of the pot, and his upper and lower eyes were still inseparable. Ling Miao stared at Su Yuyang, his originally calm face turned red after a few seconds, his lips were about to open and pursed, and he occasionally covered his mouth with his hand. Ling Miao's strange performance made Su Yuyang suspicious, and as soon as he opened his mouth to ask, Ling Miao laughed out loud, followed by N "hahahaha".

"Ling Miao, you're really enough." Su Yuyang gritted his teeth word by word, and the residual sleepiness disappeared.

"Hey! Ha ha! Ling Miao held on to the wall with one hand and covered his stomach with the other, and gasped a little, "Shuda, you are really hardworking, you don't forget to code words when you sleep, but what kind of skill is this face rolling keyboard?" ”

"Huh?" Su Yuyang questioned.

Ling Miao laughed enough, but when he saw Su Yuyang's face, he couldn't help but let out a "giggle" laugh.

"Su Yuyang, have you ever seen a waffle? Your face and waffles are simply baked out of the same mold! Add some hot pot base to hot pot! Ling Miao laughed so hard that he almost curled up on the ground, and the muscles in his face stiffened.

Su Yuyang probably understood why Ling Miao smiled, he touched his face and sighed in his heart: "The kiss marks on his face are quite profound. ”

Su Yuyang shook his head and looked at Ling Miao with a little disdain in his eyes. Ling Miao's nerves are not thick, but they are not thin either, but he can quickly capture all kinds of emotions in Su Yuyang's eyes.

"Hey Su Yuyang, what's your expression?" Ling Xuan shouted as he craned his neck, his fair skin shrouded in crimson with anger.

Su Yuyang lowered his head and stared at Ling Miao's cheeks that were gradually turning red, he suddenly leaned down and blew in Ling Miao's ear: "Ling Miao, your smile is really low." ”

Speaking sarcastically in an ambiguous tone, Ling Miao really couldn't understand what Su Yuyang was thinking, but his neck was a little redder.

"Xiao Second, you're blushing." Su Yuyang joked.

Ling Miao raised his hand and touched his face, and the heat of his skin made him quickly take his hand away.

"Get out of here and eat your meal!" Ling Miao hurriedly turned around to prevent Su Yuyang from seeing his blushing face, and at the same time diverted his gaze - he didn't want to see Su Yuyang's eyes, those eyes full of complex emotions made Ling Miao fear from the bottom of his heart.

Su Yuyang didn't speak, Ling Miao observed the dinner table through the corner of his eye—Su Yuyang didn't walk over. Seeing what Su Yuyang was doing, Ling Miao was a little flustered, but he didn't have the courage to turn around. Taking a deep breath, Ling Miao took a step forward, and felt his wrist tighten before his second leg took Ling Second.

"What's wrong?" Ling Miao asked, his cold and hard voice trembling.

Su Yuyang smiled: "Isn't it eating, the dinner table is behind you, where are you going?" ”

"Oh, there's not enough rice, I'll cook noodles." Ling Miao's breath became weaker and weaker, "So, can you let me go?" ”

Su Yuyang let go of Ling Miao in a daze, Ling Miao rubbed his red wrist and said viciously: "Dada, are you trying to crush my wrist?" ”

Su Yuyang let out a "forehead ......", and Ling seconds disappeared from his line of sight, Su Yuyang opened his mouth and was stunned for a few seconds before slowly closing it, and a touch of loss flashed from his eyes.

The sun shines through the tulle on the dining table, Su Yuyang looks at a mischievous gold on Ling Miao's shoulder, at this time Ling Miao's seems to be living in a fog, mysterious and weak, but if you look closely, he can burst out with infinite power. Su Yuyang's brain hole opened inexplicably, and he suddenly wanted to add a character to the book, a character based on Ling Second.

"Hey Su Yuyang!"

Ling Miao suddenly roared, not only interrupting Su Yuyang's train of thought, but also causing Su Yuyang to drop his chopsticks on the ground. Su Yuyang quickly picked up the chopsticks and wiped them with a tissue, pretending to be very calm and asked, "Deleted my manuscript again?" ”

Feeling Su Yuyang's contemptuous gaze, Ling Miao snorted coldly, raised his chin and asked, "Just eat, why do you keep staring at me, beware of stuffing rice into your nostrils." ”

Su Yuyang ignored Ling Miao's questioning, he lowered his head and continued to eat, but he still raised his eyelids to look at Ling Miao. Su Yuyang saw Ling Miao clasping his hands on his chest, facing himself sideways with a black face, Rao was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back and he didn't have the heart to eat.

"Ling Miao, what are you staring at me all the time?"

"yes, what did you keep staring at me just now?" Ling Miao asked angrily.

Su Yuyang was choked for a while, knowing that arguing with Ling Miao was asking for trouble, so he simply shut his mouth.

Su Yuyang was eating, and the character based on Ling Miao was still set in his mind. Maybe it was because his train of thought was suddenly interrupted just now, and Su Yuyang couldn't find the thread and couldn't connect it, so no matter how he sketched, he couldn't get a three-dimensional person, so he had no choice but to give up this idea.

Ling Miao belongs to Su Yuyang most of the time during the day, and the time after dinner basically belongs to Ling Miao himself - this is the agreement between Ling Miao and Su Yuyang.

After washing the dishes, Ling Seconds turned on the computer to prepare the codeword. Su Yuyang didn't see Ling Miao when he came out of the bedroom, and the sound of "popping" from the study caught his attention.

The sky had darkened, but the study was not lit. Su Yuyang stood outside the door and leaned in, the white light reflected Ling Miao's face, looking a little cold.

Su Yuyang turned on the light, and the sudden light made Ling Miao's eyes narrow, and he scolded: "Su Yuyang, what are you doing?" ”

Ling Miao sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and the computer was on his desk on the bed.

Seeing the picture in front of him, Su Yuyang's brows furrowed, and depression and frustration welled up between his brows at the same time.

"Xiao Seconds, I forgot to tell you something." Su Yuyang rubbed his temples and said with difficulty, "You only have two choices for where to sleep at night: the sofa and the floor. ”

Sofas and floors?

Ling Miao's eyes rolled, as if he was thinking about Su Yuyang's intention in saying this. Half a minute later, Ling Miao slapped the table: "Su Yuyang, I used a little trick to live in your house, but you don't have to do this to me, right?" ”

"Don't talk about you, even I don't dare sleep in this bed." Su Yuyang said wistfully, "Let's put it this way, this bed is exclusive to someone, although it is placed in my house, its owner is not me." So if you can accept my offer, you go ahead and stay, if you can't—the door is over there. ”

Su Yuyang said sincerely, plus Su Yuyang was the owner of the house, and Ling Miao didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he resigned himself to start packing his things and preparing to roll into the living room to sleep.

After digesting Su Yuyang's words, Ling Miao's gossip factor became active, and he touched Su Yuyang, who was standing by the door, and asked with a smile: "Brother Su, is the owner of this bed a man or a woman?" ”

"Hmm......" Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao, probably observing Ling Miao, just wanting to know or having a deep meaning, but after thinking about the identity of the owner of the bed, Su Yuyang still gave an ambiguous answer: "But men and women, can attack and accept, TP is not different." ”

Su Yuyang said this sentence smoothly, it seems that he has said it countless times, it seems that that person has a lot to do with Su Yuyang!

"Oh...... Probably understood. Ling Miao said that he understood, Su Yuyang still saw a row of question marks on his forehead, but Su Yuyang obviously had no idea of solving the problem for Ling Miao.

When Ling Miao came, all the quilt mats and cotton wool were brought, and the cotton wool mats were spread on the ground, and then pillows and quilts were put on, and Ling Miao's nest was set up. Su Yuyang came out with a bed of cotton wool and saw Ling Miao sitting in the quilt to code words, he threw the cotton wool on the ground, and said in surprise: "Xiao Miao, you already knew that you were going to sleep on the floor?" ”

"Wrong~ This is my equipment when I was in school, and I can still use it now, but ...... Brother Su, I didn't expect you to care about me. Ling Miao stroked the cotton wool that Su Yuyang threw on the ground, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Su Yuyang said "um", pretending to be cold and said: "The floor tiles are quite cold, and the temperature is not high at night, you can sleep on a few extra layers, and it is not only you who is sick and suffering." ”

Ling Miao stuck out his tongue at Su Yuyang, Su Yuyang made a gesture of cutting things, Ling Miao immediately took his tongue back, and then watched Su Yuyang enter the bathroom.

When Su Yuyang came out of the bathroom, Ling Miao was still thinking hard about the next plot. Su Yuyang walked over wiping his hair, and the water droplets on his hair splashed everywhere, and many of them fell on Ling Miao's face. Ling Miao wiped the water droplets on his face, and was about to teach Su Yuyang a lesson, when a drop of water flew into his mouth.

It was also a drop of water, if it fell from Ling Miao's own hair and into his mouth, he would spit it out at most, but this was the droplet of water flying from Su Yuyang's hair...... How Ling Miao thinks, how uncomfortable.

Ling Miao's mouth was open, not knowing whether to swallow the drop or spit it out.

Su Yuyang picked up a nectarine and stuffed it into Ling Miao's mouth, Ling Miao took a bite of the peach and snorted, "Please me?" It's late! ”

Ling Miaosan solved the peaches in two bites, and Su Yuyang licked his mouth when he saw that he couldn't finish it, so he said apologetically: "The peaches were not washed." ”

The peach flesh that had not yet been swallowed was blocked in his throat, and the second war was being staged in Ling Miao's mind: spit it out and let Su Yuyang look down on it, and he panicked in his heart when he swallowed it.

At a loss, Ling Miao looked sideways at Su Yuyang, and Su Yuyang's leisurely appearance made Ling Miao swallow the peach meat in a breath. Ling Miao scolded Su Yuyang from head to toe in his heart, and muttered in his mouth: "If you don't do it, you won't get sick if you eat it." ”

Su Yuyang gave a thumbs up, and Ling Miao said angrily: "Su Yuyang, you did it on purpose, right?" ”

Su Yuyang spread his hands to show his innocence, he took a peache, took a bite and said, "Stupid, the peach is washed." ”

"You ......"

Ling Miao only felt that there was a fire running around in his chest, and he was about to vent it, so Su Yuyang acted as a fire extinguisher.

Su Yuyang reminded: "Wash the clothes I changed out of tomorrow, remember, hand wash." ”

"Su Yuyang, you will wait to wear rags in the future!"

With Ling Second's low scolding, a peach pit flew towards Su Yuyang with a spark, hitting the back of Su Yuyang's head.