Don't make trouble, how can I like you

Lin Fan sneaked into the director's office where he had been the last time. He just wanted to make sure that Su Mingyu was there.

Lin Fan hid in a corner, looking at the two figures in the office, a female secretary seemed to hesitate to speak, Su Mingyu was so smart: "Just say what you want."

"Su Dong, you haven't eaten much in the past few days, and your body will not be able to hold on. Miss Ling is on a business trip, and it will hurt to see you like this when you come back."

Su Mingyu turned his gaze from the documents on the table to his secretary: "Do I need you to take care of my affairs?"

"I……"

"go out!"

The female secretary stepped out in high heels helplessly, Lin Fan frowned: "If you don't eat, how can you do that?"

At noon the next day, Lin Fan secretly put the lunch box he made on Su Mingyu's desk, and when he was about to go out, he heard a voice from outside. Lin Fan almost fell in a hurry, and quickly hid under the desk.

After a while, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a pair of trousers appeared in front of Lin Fan, and Lin Fan didn't dare to move.Sitting on the chair, Su Mingyu saw the lunch box on the table with a post-it note on it: If you don’t eat, you won’t have the energy to work O(∩_∩)O The words sound familiar, but I can't remember who it is.Su Mingyu opened the lunch box unconsciously, and there were all his favorite dishes in it, Su Mingyu was stunned for a moment, thinking about how many people knew his hobbies, it seemed that even Ling Yunyin didn't know.

Su Mingyu picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dish and tasted it. The familiar feeling was very subtle, as if something wanted to break through the ice.Lin Fan didn't hear anything, and when he stretched his head, he accidentally hit the table, Lin Fan screamed inwardly.

Sure enough, half of Su Mingyu's face darkened, the chair stepped back one meter away from the table, and looked at Lin Fan who lowered his head: "Come out!"

Lin Fan crawled out with a disheartened face, and smiled dryly: "Uh, the scenery is not bad."

Su Mingyu's tone was uncharacteristically cold: "You did this?"

"Hmm." Lin Fan looked at Su Mingyu cautiously, "Isn't it to your liking? These were your favorite foods before."

Su Mingyu pressed his temples with some headaches: "...you should go out first."

Lin Fan curled his lips: "No, I want to watch you finish eating."

Su Mingyu looked at Lin Fan dangerously: "It seems that I have been too kind to you these few days."

"Don't scare me, you used to scare me when you showed this expression." Lin Fan sat down on the sofa.

Su Mingyu suddenly didn't want to drive him out: "Then play dead for me."

With the corner of Lin Fan's mouth hooked, he knew that Su Mingyu was still Su Mingyu, so what if he lost his memory, then let him fall in love with him again.

Lin Fan lay on the sofa, propping his chin: "Hey, are you on vacation tomorrow? Come play with me, okay?"

"If you let me hear the voice, get out!"

"..."