I heard you miss me

Miko's latest rehearsal stage play lacked a girl to play the role of "Kagura". She searched around but couldn't find anyone, so she finally called Luyang.

After explaining the cause and effect, Lu Yang immediately said in shock: "President Sama, I'm a boy! How can I cosplay a female character? No, no, I won't do it!"

Miko said: "What's wrong? Didn't you cosplay Goddess Mihaisa when you were in high school? It's so beautiful! I remember that everyone surrounded you to take pictures at the comic convention, and I still keep the pictures."

Lu Yang was unable to support his forehead: "Please destroy this kind of black history as soon as possible!!"

Miko had an epiphany from his tone, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said with a sinister smile: "Xiaolujiang~ If you don't do me this favor, I will photocopy the photo of your cos Mi Haisa and send it to all our high schools Classmates, get one copy for everyone, and print a few hundred more copies for Cheng Jin..."

"I'll help!" Lu Yang's hairs stood on end, and he said decisively, "I'll help you! Don't send it to Cheng Jin!"

Miko flicked her bangs in satisfaction: "Deal~"

Just after hanging up the phone, I saw a message from Cheng Jin, which said: Senior, I'm hungry...

Lu Yang frowned—this guy, why did you tell me about being hungry?Could it be that you want me to go over and cook for him?I'm on vacation!

So he quickly typed: "I'm hungry, cook something to eat."

After a while, Cheng Jin replied: "I can't cook."

Lu Yang: ...you still have some dumplings in the refrigerator, you always cook dumplings, right?

Cheng Jin: No.

……

Lu Yang took a deep breath—Nimma, you can't even cook dumplings?Elementary school students!

He patiently typed word by word: first boil the water, then pour the dumplings in, wait for the water to boil, pour a spoonful of cold water, boil again and eat.

After a while, Cheng Jin sent a message: I don't know how to use the stove.

……

calm!calm!

Hashimoto once said to him that he must be patient, caring, and warm like a spring breeze when dealing with his artists.

Lu Yang: May I ask where you can't use it?

Cheng Jin: It doesn't work anywhere.

……

Lu Yang: Then you can order takeaway.

Cheng Jin: I don't like takeaway.

Lu Yang: Why?

Cheng Jin: I just don’t like it.

……

Lu Yang: Then what do you want?

Cheng Jin: Come and cook for me.

...Sure enough, it's still the same after a big circle...(_)

The little assistant sighed: Then you wait for me, I will come right away.

Cheng Jin: Good(〃'▽'〃)

Fuck! —— Lu Yang was dumbfounded at that cute face...

Who did this guy learn from!The painting style has changed suddenly...it's too scary!

(Ji Shucho: →_→)

Ten minutes later, Lu Yang came to Cheng Jin's home with a large bag of fresh ingredients. There was no one in the living room, so he guessed that he was sleeping in the bedroom, so he put the things in the kitchen and went up to the second floor.

Pushing open the bedroom door, the person was indeed inside.

Cheng Jin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground playing games under a quilt, turned his head and saw Lu Yang coming, and greeted lazily: "You are here, I'm starving to death." The dull hair was curled up in the air, and there was a sense of cuteness that was against harmony.

Lu Yang twitched the corner of his mouth——I can't tell at all that you're starving to death, you're having a lot of fun without playing games!

He bent down to pick up the game discs scattered on the floor, and after tidying everything up, he said, "You just got up? I'll go downstairs to cook, and you can come down and eat after you wash up."

"Oh." Cheng Jin yawned, stood up, and the quilt slipped off his shoulders, only to find that his upper body was naked.

Old Lu Yang blushed: "Why don't you wear clothes!"

"Why should I wear clothes in my own home?"

"..."

Well, well said I am speechless.

Lu Yang resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and silently exited the room.

After being busy in the kitchen for a while, when he heard footsteps behind him, he knew it was Cheng Jin. He was about to turn around and ask him if he ate spicy food, when suddenly a pair of hands crossed his shoulders and wrapped them around his chest, and then a weight weighed down on him. On his back, Cheng Jin's unique fresh breath instantly surrounded him.

"Smells good, what are you cooking?"

Cheng Jin's voice was still lazy, a little hoarse just after waking up, but Lu Yang's whole body was stiff—reasonably, their current posture, isn't it backhug! !

Cheng Jin acted so nonchalantly that he hugged him from behind as a matter of course! ! ! ! !

Lu Yang almost lost his grip on the spatula.

The point is... why hasn't this guy put on his shirt yet! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Even in your own home, it's too casual! !

Cheng Jin hangs on the little assistant like a big dog, and the little assistant's whole consciousness is messed up in the wind...

"I said... can you get off me..."

"Why? I like holding you like this. Any questions?"

"..." Lu Yang felt that he was getting too close, as if his eardrums were shaking when he spoke, and even his heart was trembling.

Every time Cheng Jin makes a little intimate move, he can't think normally...

"Senior, since you don't like me anymore, it won't have any effect on you if I hold you like this..." Cheng Jin paused as he spoke, his deep eyes fell on his pink earlobe. , just such a simple physical contact, the senior is already scared?"

As soon as Cheng Jin's words came out, Lu Yang seemed to be blocked from retreating, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I, I have nothing to be afraid of..."

Cheng Jin looked at his earlobe which was getting redder and was silent for a long time, his eyes gradually darkened, and said in a low voice, "Oh, that's good."

He buried his head into Lu Yang's neck and sighed softly: "Senior, your body is so warm."

Lu Yang: Ma Ma, I want to go home! ! !

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I would like to ask everyone, because I am usually too busy at work, and basically take time to use my mobile phone to code words before going to bed at night. It takes several nights to make up the number of words for an article, (so it becomes a weekly change of tears (T_T) ) Recently, I found that many little angels ask for daily updates... Do you want me to make up enough words before posting, or do you post as many as you write every day?If you don't mind the small number of words, I can also update it daily. (ps Some little angels are afraid of cheating me. Don’t worry, I will never cheat in this article. It can be seen from the fact that I am busy every day and squeeze the time code, right? Right!)