What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"To be honest, your cook is really good." Jiang Tingyang smacked his lips. Oh, what could he do? They were both second-generation rich, so why did he have to be so poor as to secretly order takeout?

He glanced at Lu Jinan who was eating elegantly next to him, and then looked at Jiang Tingyang who found that even the ceiling lights were designed in a unique way, and sighed.

Doesn't he want to be extravagant? He has Mr. Jiang at home and this low-key person by his side.

Oh, I forgot that there is Mr. Jiang’s spy in the school.

But as for this, Jiang Tingyang's eyes rolled around. This was not a special request from him. He was just a freeloader.

If we ignore the scene where he just held Lu Jinan's hand tightly at the door to prevent him from leaving, it might be more believable...

"Hey, a friend of a friend is my friend! Come on! My friend, I'm toasting you!"

A flock of crows flew overhead...

Lu Jinan tugged at the corner of Jiang Tingyang's clothes and didn't look at the fool.

He held the cup and clinked it with Jiang Tingyang's cup casually, "I tell you many times, don't talk while eating."

Jiang Tingyang was not angry because Qi Yu did not clink glasses with him and deliberately ignored him. After all, he didn't care about him.

He smiled and put his arms around Lu Jinan's neck, "I know Anan is the best."

Qi Yu looked coldly at the two people hugging each other in front of him, and cut the steak in front of him slowly.

"I remember that I didn't invite Young Master Jiang. Coming here uninvited makes me look like a dog asking for trouble." The meaning was self-evident.

Lu Jinan looked at the man's expression, grabbed the clothes that were wrapped around his back and pulled them up, then dragged him towards the door.

"I'm sorry, I let my dog ​​in without your permission. This meal is yours to treat us. I'll treat you back another day."

When Qi met the two men and they really left, the beef under his command had already been cut into pieces.

He took a deep breath, "Oh, he's your dog? He deserves it!"

Jiang Tingyang was pulled backward by his clothes. He glanced at the boy lightly. He was still so stunningly beautiful.

He knew that what he just said was a joke, but the moment he said it, his heart still trembled violently.

They were playmates who grew up together. No matter how steady and self-possessed this person looked, he knew that he was actually very spoiled. Everyone in their circle knew that the Lu family couple were crazy about doting on their son.

He was the one who brought him here, and Qi Yu just bowed down to him in front of him. Even if you beat a dog, you have to consider the owner's opinion! It's really strange. He was scolded like a dog by Lu Jinan, but he didn't get angry at all.

After walking a long way away, Lu Jinan gradually let go. Looking at the wrinkled fabric that he had pulled, a feeling of guilt arose.

He glanced up at the man, and seeing that he was still grinning foolishly, he became furious.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh. People are scolding you like that. Aren't you usually quite talkative?"

Jiang Tingyang bent over, supporting his knees, and his originally bright facial features now had a silly look to them when he smiled.

"If you don't beat a dog, look at its owner! I'm your dog, young master. I'm just waiting for my little master to support me and vent my anger!"

Jiang Tingyang smiled like a golden retriever, but his words were like those of a cunning fox.

When Lu Jinan heard this, he was so ashamed and angry that he couldn't raise his head. He just said that because he was angry at Qi Yu's words.

Who is his dog? No, how can this guy be so happy while making fun of himself as a dog!

Jiang Tingyang saw that the man under him had redness extending from behind his ears to his cheeks. A sense of fun rose in his heart. He leaned in front of the man and looked into his eyes.

The words he was about to say were stuck in his throat because the visual impact in front of him had made his brain a mess.

The young man had a face as rosy as a peach, and his clear eyes were like the lake water of the Cetina River, half-covered by the translucent mist, making people want to pinch them out to see what color they were. The blush on his face was like the most beautiful rouge applied to his face, making people unable to help but be moved.

Lu Jinan felt the heat in front of him, both warm and heavy, hitting his face, so he slapped the person aside, and a rare complex expression appeared on his flawless face.

"If you want to be in heat, don't do it here... You're my brother."

Jiang Tingyang was stunned for a moment when he saw the man's unnatural expression. He should be happy to hear this kid admitting himself for the first time, but why did he feel bitter in his heart?

A smile played on his lips, and he said nonchalantly, "I was just trying to say that being your dog is much better than being your brother. Okay, when have you ever been mean to your Xingxing? And your brother either beats him up or mentally attacks him every day."

Lu Jinan snorted softly, "Xingxing is so cute, and you are not cute. Besides, the furry kids can pet my fur, so what's wrong with you, a grown-up, kicking me?" It's your fault for always talking and doing things in a mean way.

Jiang Tingyang lowered his head so low that Lu Jinan could touch him. "Isn't that cute? I can stroke your hair too." He held his hand and touched his chestnut curly hair.

The sparkling eyes are indeed very similar to his stars.

Seeing that Lu Jinan didn't say anything, Jiang Tingyang had no choice but to use his trump card!

"Woof woof, why is my little master ignoring me?"

The chestnut curly hair jumped playfully with his movements, and its head supported the hand above it.

Lu Jinan held his forehead and closed his eyes, then immediately turned around and left this man. He was crazy, really crazy.

That night, Lu Jinan had another nightmare and woke up from it. It was Jiang Tingyang lying at his feet, clinging to his calves and barking like a dog.

Not to mention Jiang Tingyang, the sheets were soaked.

As for Qi Yu...