Look at the right eye [Extra chapter]

Outside the gate of a certain hospital, a man who was dressed to hide himself from head to toe appeared in the corner. He first hooked a little of the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his fingers to look around, then pulled the zipper to the top and sneaked against the wall.

Looking at the man in black, he couldn't help but secretly elated. The baggy and ill-fitting clothes covered his buttocks, and the long sleeves hung down at will. He jumped up three times triumphantly.

"Gu~" The sound from his stomach made him a little uncomfortable. He touched his stomach, which was already on his chest and back, and when he turned around, he saw a snack seller. He felt his throat roll for a while.

"Want to eat?"

After hearing this sentence, he replied "Think," without thinking too much. His eyes were still fixed on the snack bar next to him, and he touched his stomach again and frowned, feeling something was wrong.

He turned his head stiffly and looked around. When he saw someone coming, he couldn't stretch out his hands and could only raise his arms and shake his sleeves, bending his eyes to say hello: "Hi! What a coincidence."

"Unfortunately," Yan Ziyan reached out to help him take off the sunglasses that were about to fall off the bridge of his nose and said, "Xiao Miao, come out as soon as you come out, can you tell me in advance, do you know..."

"I know...it's alright if I'm wrong," Meng Miao lowered her head like a child who made a mistake and muttered, "I'm fine, but whoever told you not to let me out of the hospital, I'm just so bored."

"I don't mean to blame you, I'm just worried about you," Yan Ziyan said, "I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Meng Miao nodded, looked up at him and said, "Ah Yan, I'm hungry."

Yan Ziyan sighed lightly and shook his head helplessly, patted his head and said, "I'll take you to eat."

"Okay." Meng Miao patted him twice aggressively, "Where shall we eat? I'm really hungry."

"You can go wherever you want," Yan Ziyan glanced at him until his eyes fixed on the slippers under his feet, feeling helpless again, rubbed his head twice and said, "You," and then left Squat down in front of him, patted his back, "Come on."

Meng Miao flicked up her long sleeves and covered her mouth with a snicker, craned her neck to look at Yan Ziyan who was squatting, said "oh" softly, then stepped on the hospital slippers and threw herself at Yan Ziyan with her whole body.

Meng Miao hummed a little tune leisurely, resting her chin on Yan Ziyan's shoulder, humming, her eyes began to gather on the back of his head, and she stretched out her hand and began to fiddle with her hair again.

"You have gray hair," Meng Miao picked up a silver thread and looked at it for a long time, "how about I pull it out for you."

"Why unplug it?" Yan Ziyan asked.

Meng Miao pursed her lips for a while before saying, "I don't have long hair, so you are not allowed to have gray hair."

Yan Ziyan smiled dotingly and said, "Okay, you can pull it out."

Meng Miao pondered for a while before preparing to make a move. She stretched her neck and peeked at the smiling Yan Ziyan, and let out a "hiss" from his mouth.

"Okay, pull it out," he helped Yan Ziyan flatten the hair on the back of his head, spread his palms to look at a silver thread lying in the middle, then clenched them tightly and stuffed them into his clothes pocket together with his palms.

"You pulled my hair, why are you still in pain," Yan Ziyan asked.

"I'm hurting for you, what do you know?" Meng Miao gave him a blank look behind her.

"Okay~" Yan Ziyan said in a long voice, "pain for me."

Meng Miao looked around and seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the place to eat, so she asked, "Where are we going?"

"Huh?" Yan Ziyan responded with a smile, "Of course I will buy you a pair of shoes first."

Meng Miao nodded and said "oh".

This was the first time he came to the shopping mall since he had been lying in bed for several months, because he was abroad, Yan Ziyan was naturally worried that he would go shopping alone when he was busy.

When he entered the shopping mall, he was lying on Yan Ziyan's back, and he was only surprised, because the place was really too big, and there were many people coming and going, and he felt alive in an instant, facing those dressed clothes all day long. Uncles and aunts in sick clothes are simply not living well.

Moreover, the people here did not look at them with strange eyes at all, instead, some of them had gentle smiles, which inevitably made him like this place a little bit.

"We're here," Yan Ziyan suddenly inserted a sentence into his head, pulling him back to reality.

He let out an "oh", and got off Yan Ziyan's back.

The place Yan Ziyan brought him to was also very tall and noble, and it was also a specialty store for men's shoes, which had all kinds of shoes, and he was a little dazzled.

He was suddenly a little embarrassed to walk around on the floor in slippers, because the sound made by the soles of the shoes on the floor was really unpleasant.

He pursed his lips and began to shake up his big sleeves. When he sneaked out of the hospital, he didn't think too much about it. He just put on a piece of clothes on the chair and came out. The clothes inside were still hospital clothes.

Meng Miao turned around and was about to scratch her hair, but a series of movements were stopped by her long sleeves, so she had to say directly, "How about we go buy a set of clothes first?"

"Okay," Yan Ziyan came over to help him roll up his too long sleeves, "Do you still want me to carry it?"

"No, I'm sorry for the shopping mall," Meng Miao said.

Yan Ziyan couldn't help laughing twice, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, and no one dares to say anything about you."

"Huh?" Meng Miao raised her head and asked in doubt, "Why no one dares to say it."

"Because..." Yan Ziyan bent slightly and whispered in his ear, "The mall is open to you."

"You..." Meng Miao turned her head violently, but bumped into Yan Ziyan's lips, her wide eyes still did not retract, Yan Ziyan reached out to help him lower his eyelids after a long time.

He felt that he was being kissed a little bit, his head was blank, but his whole face seemed to be on fire, almost erupting from his ears.

When his hands slowly hooked Yan Ziyan's neck, his toes also lifted up, and he missed the last step.

Suddenly felt that both of them were turning, and with the rotation of the earth, the whole person was immersed in the kiss.

When he woke up, when he saw Yan Ziyan with a haggard face for the first time, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He even blamed himself for taking so long to wake up, so that Yan Ziyan waited for him For so long, even though Yan Ziyan was voluntary, he was unwilling.

Embrace each other for a long time, kiss deeply and forget myself.

Only then was Yan Ziyan willing to let go of the person in his arms, reached out to wipe the red and swollen lips, and couldn't help but tilted his head and kissed again.

"Okay, hurry up and buy clothes for dinner," Meng Miao blushed, covered her flushed cheeks with both hands, and kept urging Yan Ziyan.

Yan Ziyan pinched his not-so-thin cheeks, thinking—how could he be so cute.

The place Yan Ziyan brought him here felt like it was glittering with gold everywhere, and the price tags were too expensive to frighten people.

The clothes Yan Ziyan chose for him were a bit too formal, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he wore them for the first time. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. The style of a suit always felt too rigid, which was strange no matter how you looked at it.

"Uncomfortable?" Yan Ziyan stood up from the side and helped him arrange his clothes from behind, "If you don't like it, we can change it."

"Well," Meng Miao said, "I just haven't worn it like this, it's a little twisted."

"It's okay," Yan Ziyan turned around and raised his voice, speaking in standard English, "Waiter, bring the set I just had."

"Okay," the female salesperson came over with a smile and handed over another set of clothes in her hand.

Yan Ziyan stuffed the clothes into Meng Miao's hands, and said with a smile, "Go and change."

Meng Miao looked at the clothes, nodded "Oh", turned her head and looked at Yan Ziyan who was looking at him, then went into the dressing room and began to change clothes.

The female salesperson tilted her head to look at Yan Ziyan who had been staring at the dressing room, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you Chinese?"

"Huh?" Yan Ziyan turned around and nodded, "Yes."

"I'm also Chinese," the saleswoman looked at the handsome man in front of her, blushing a little and her heart beating faster.

Yan Ziyan looked at her nympho-like face, and said "Mmm" casually.

The saleswoman continued to accost without giving up, and said, "Accompany your brother to buy clothes?"

When Yan Ziyan heard this sentence, he frowned involuntarily, turned his head and looked at her coldly, "You talk a lot," then raised the corners of his mouth and said, "It's not my brother, but my lover."

As soon as the words were finished, Meng Miao came out of the dressing room without opening the door. Yan Ziyan stood up and helped him tidy up, leaving only the female salesperson standing beside her with a surprised expression.

"How about it, is this one okay?" Yan Ziyan bent down and rested his chin on Meng Miao's shoulder, and helped him button up his suit from the back, "If it doesn't work, let's change it to something else, or go shopping at another house. "

Meng Miao shook her head and waved her hands, "Don't", and looked at herself in the mirror who was a little more comfortable than before, "Don't worry about it, just this one."

"Okay, just this one," Yan Ziyan stretched his neck and kissed him on the cheek, raised his hand and snapped his fingers and said, "Waiter, just this one, please put the changed clothes in a bag for me." Let's throw it away later."

"Throw it away?" Meng Miao turned around when she heard this sentence, and hurriedly stopped, "Why did you throw it away?"

Yan Ziyan shook his head amusedly, and scratched the bridge of his nose with his hand, "Don't throw it away, why don't you still keep your hospital clothes for the New Year?"

"Okay," Meng Miao rubbed her nose, glanced at the saleswoman who was a little upset about packing her clothes, and when she saw the black clothes in her hand, she immediately stopped her, "I don't need this one, just give it to me, thank you."

The female salesperson looked Meng Miao up and down, she was so skinny that her delicate face stood out a little bit, and the unconvinced jealousy in her heart suddenly became stronger and stronger.

Throwing the clothes on the stool casually, turning around and throwing the hospital clothes directly into the trash can, Meng Miao's hand that just caught the clothes stopped in mid-air, Yan Ziyan saw all the movements, and suddenly his heart went berserk Get up, but was stopped by Meng Miao.

Meng Miao looked up at the saleswoman, and snorted coldly in her heart.

He casually picked up the clothes on the stool, stood in front of the mirror again and straightened his clothes, looked at the saleswoman reflected in the mirror, and casually said: "Ah Yan, I still don't feel very comfortable, why don't we change houses."

"Okay," Yan Ziyan said.

"But...my hospital gown has been thrown away," Meng Miao frowned pretendingly, pointing her eyes into the trash can.

The female salesperson at the side suddenly turned pale, and really didn't know what to do for a while.

Yan Ziyan raised his legs and deliberately glanced at the stiff saleswoman beside him, "What should I do?"

"Didn't you just ask me to throw it away," the saleswoman immediately defended.

"Oh? Is that so?" Yan Ziyan said, "How do I remember that I said I put it in a bag and throw it away later?"

"Then...how else..." The female salesperson was so nervous that she stammered, and her palms were sweating because of the aura exuded by Yan Ziyan.

"Otherwise what?" Yan Ziyan sneered and uttered standard English in an instant, "Could it be that you want to pick it up? Hmph, TIH can't recruit people, like you don't even have the minimum respect Anyone who meets will be recruited.”

The majestic and harsh words made the female salesperson dare not speak out, and stood stiffly by the side, wishing to lower her head to her chest.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, bringing Xiao ran over here.