"Hey." Ling Miao's words were not the slightest threat, Su Yuyang's heart was still tight, and he grabbed Ling Miao when Ling Miao walked past him: "I didn't mean to, I just didn't eat breakfast and got dizzy." ”

Su Yuyang's reason made Ling Miao not have any doubts, and even had some sympathy.

Ling Miao sat down, he opened the thermos bucket, and said to Su Yuyang angrily: "Breakfast, hurry up and eat, I'll go back first." ”

"Go back?" Su Yuyang's brows furrowed, and Ling Miao explained: "When I went out, I was in too much hurry, and I didn't take my computer or mobile phone. ”

Su Yuyang stared at Ling Miao, as if judging the authenticity of Ling Miao's words.

Ling Miao didn't see Su Yuyang's thoughts, but Su Yuyang only looked at himself and didn't eat, Ling Miao was worried about Su Yuyang's body, so he pressed Su Yuyang to the sofa: "Eat quickly, Lao Tzu got up early in the morning to make it for you, if you don't eat cleanly, you will wait to drink glucose tomorrow." ”

Dropping a threatening word, Ling Second rushed out of Su Yuyang's house.

Su Yuyang poured the food in the thermos bucket into the bowl.

"Porridge?" Su Yuyang was a little surprised.

The porridge is soft and thick, topped with fine green and a little pink. Smelling the fragrance of porridge, Su Yuyang's saliva secreted uncontrollably.

Su Yuyang took a big sip of porridge with a bowl, an indescribable taste spread in his mouth, and with the kimchi prepared by Ling Second, Su Yuyang felt as if he was moving forward in the clouds. The porridge was quickly drunk, and there was not even a single piece of rice left. Su Yuyang looked at the empty thermos bucket, he really wanted to call Ling Miao to boil another pot. The distance between Ling Miao's place and Su Yuyang's house is not long, Su Yuyang calculated the time, and Ling Miao's should have arrived, so he called Ling Miao.

The phone was connected, but what Su Yuyang heard was the voice of a strange man.

"Ling Miao went to work, I didn't bring my phone, is there anything wrong?" The man's speech was fast, and he seemed to disdain to talk to him, which made Su Yuyang puzzled.

"I'll hang up if it's okay, I still have to go to work." The man said anxiously.

Su Yuyang said apologetically: "No ......"

Before Su Yuyang's words were finished, the man hung up the phone. Listening to the "beep" sound from the mobile phone, Su Yuyang wanted to cry without tears.

However, how could Ling Miao's mobile phone be in that man's hands? Could it be that he is Ling Miao's boyfriend?

Thinking of this, Su Yuyang suddenly remembered that Ling Miao had said that he didn't like men.

"Ling Miao doesn't like men." Su Yuyang muttered this sentence repeatedly, and felt a faint loss in his heart.

Ling Miao went and returned, the time did not exceed half an hour, and when Ling Miao opened the security door out of breath, Su Yuyang was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"Hey, Su Yuyang?" Ling Miao stepped over in two steps, for fear that Su Yuyang would faint.

Su Yuyang turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that Su Yuyang was fine, so he put down his things in seconds: "It's okay if you're okay, seeing that you're motionless, I thought something happened to you." ”

Ling Miao collapsed on the sofa, leaning his head and neck on the back of the sofa, his open lips trembled slightly, and he gasped when he spoke: "Su Yuyang, why did Lao Tzu put up a boss like you?" ”

"What's wrong with me?"

"What's wrong with you? You bastard! Ling Nian slapped the handrail heavily, "Have you finished drinking the porridge?" ”

"See for yourself." Su Yuyang dropped a sentence and got up and walked towards the study, and before closing the door, he whispered: "The porridge is good, continue tomorrow." ”

"Since the porridge is good, can you process the money?" Ling Miao asked jokingly.

Su Yuyang didn't answer Ling Miao, Ling Miao scolded stingy and began to do his own work.

Su Yuyang emphasized that his bedroom and study are forbidden areas for Ling Miao, except for these two rooms, there is no extra room in Su Yuyang's house, so Ling Miao can only curl up on the sofa and code words.

After a few days of adaptation, Ling Miao has been able to integrate into the role of "Shuyang's personal assistant", and being Su Yuyang's personal assistant is not as tiring as Ling Miao imagined. In addition to being responsible for Su Yuyang's three meals a day, he helps Su Yuyang revise his essays, schedule chapters, and manage the book review area by the way, and his work is quite easy, that is, he has to stay at Su Yuyang's house all the time during work - these are no problem.

But there was one thing that made Ling Miao very puzzled - he and Su Yuyang had no way to get along peacefully, and the two would always quarrel for a few minutes every day because of such and such things.

"Hey Su Yuyang, did you move my computer?" Ling Miao looked at the blank document, the flames were about to burn his heart to ashes, and when he thought that the results of his two days of hard work were gone, the only thing he could think of was "Su Yuyang, you bastard, you moved Lao Tzu's computer again"!

Three days ago, Su Yuyang moved Ling Miao's computer, resulting in the loss of Ling Miao's unsaved manuscript. Today's manuscript is inexplicably missing, and Su Yuyang is naturally the first suspect.

Su Yuyang did not defend himself, nor did he apologize at all, he said confidently: "I told you that the manuscript I revised for you will be deleted after you finish transmitting, why didn't you delete yesterday's manuscript?" ”

"Forget." Ling Miao said casually.

"Oh, then I forgot if I deleted the wrong document."

"Su Yuyang!" Ling Miaoto bit his lower lip, but the magma gushing out of his eyes bypassed Su Yuyang.

"If you have time to argue with me, it is better to use software to get the deleted manuscript back." Su Yuyang reminded Ling Miao and returned to the study.