Little Bastard X Kidnapper

Fang Yue managed to lose sleep.

In his limited life, he seldom suffers from insomnia. He fell in love before and did not delay him from going to sleep and applying facial masks, but today he was lying on the bed tossing and turning and couldn’t sleep. He could see Xiang Rong’s face when he closed his eyes.

Now that sleep has been affected, Fang Yue got up to make up for it.He took out the most expensive facial mask at home and applied it on his face, and dripped eye drops to force himself to close his eyes to make him fall asleep.

After tossing around until three o'clock in the morning, Fang Yue fell asleep for a while, and when the alarm clock rang in the morning, he felt like smashing his phone.But because he is a working-class worker, poverty limits his temper, so he can only gently press the alarm clock.

Fang Yue washed and dressed, opened the door and saw Song Song waiting for him at the door with a lunch box.

"Yo~ Sleeping Beauty finally woke up? I made meat sandwiches for your handsome guy, take them to him~"

"...You are so active that I think you are a pimp..."

"Damn! Don't treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs! Don't let me eat it myself!"

"Yes, yes!!" Fang Yue smiled wittily and walked up to hug the lunch box.

Song Song crossed his arms and raised his chin: "What's the matter? Are you awakened? Confess today? Can I not wait for you to come back tonight? Be careful, wear what you should wear, young people have good physical strength, don't be too Barely. And—”

No matter how Fang Yue heard it, he felt that this topic was not right, so he immediately stopped him: "Stop! Who said I'm going to confess today?"

"Huh? No? Then tomorrow? That's right. Buying a gift has a higher success rate."

"...Am I so hungry in your heart? Besides, why do you want me to confess?"

"Aren't you very keen on confessing before?" Song Song looked at Fang Yue with a puzzled look, "I remember when you were in school, you were the one who had the courage to confess in the afternoon if you liked it in the morning~ Why do you live more and more? gone?"

"That's different..." Fang Yue looked down at the lunch box.

"What's different?"

"We are colleagues, and we had that kind of weird relationship before. Maybe he hated me so much that he played with me like this... What if he confessed and was laughed at. I can't..."

Fang Yue is not afraid of confession, but is afraid of the psychological gap of the failure of the confession.Before every confession before, he was confident.Whether it's the other person's behavior, eyes, WeChat communication, or side inquiries, Fang Yue can always feel the breath of love.

This time he dared not.

If he had courage and impulsiveness before the video was recorded, Xiang Rong had seen the part of him that he was most afraid of being discovered.Many of the previous boyfriends left because they couldn't stand their narcissism after dating, but Xiang Rong saw this before dating him, and Fang Yue didn't think he could accept her easily.

But Fang Yue also hesitated.Because he always felt that he still smelled some faint ambiguous breath.I secretly thought, what if, what if he doesn't mind?Maybe he can accommodate it?What if I miss it?

There wasn't much time left for Fang Yue to worry about on Monday morning, so she packed up and set off with breakfast.

Maybe seeing myself can unravel some of my hesitation.

Fang Yue thought, her eyes lit up, and she quickened her pace.

Arriving at Xiang Rong's community, Fang Yue smiled at the security guard at the door as usual and walked in.Recently, he often goes in and out of this community, and Xiang Rong is a rare owner who doesn't drive, so he is very familiar with the security guard at the gate, and Fang Yue, who is outstanding with the familiar owner, is naturally quickly remembered by the security guard.

But today, security guards stopped him.

"That... wait a moment." The security guard held out his hand.

Fang Yue was a little surprised when he was stopped for the first time.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Xiang has just left, let me tell you that you don't need to go in and look for it."

"Gone? Where did you go?"

"I don't know about this, I should have gone to work." The security guard looked a little embarrassed.

Fang Yue is a person with discerning eyes, she is no longer in trouble for the security guard, she thanked her with a smile and turned to go to the company.Along the way, I became more and more angry.

The little bastard actually played me?

Why don't you send me a WeChat message if you leave by yourself!

I can obviously go to the company by car!What should I do if I get off the car early and have to walk over there if I get tanned on such a hot day?

Why is the broken lunch box Song Song used so heavy!

Ah~~~It's so hot! ! !

Complaining nonstop in his heart, he came to the office, and before he reached his desk, he saw Xiang Rong who was already working hard at the computer.Fang Yue pursed her lips, strode over and put the lunch box on his table with a bang.

"Morning~" Fang Yue sounded very happy, with obvious displeasure on his face.

"Good morning, senior." Xiang Rong nodded and gave him a smile, smiling so hard that Fang Yue looked away.

Fang Yue put down his bag, turned on the computer, and while waiting for the computer to start up, he saw no one around, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Why did you leave by yourself today?"

"Go to work." Xiang Rong's mouse clicked on the poster.

"Couldn't you have told me in advance? It made me run for nothing." Fang Yue felt aggrieved.

Xiang Rong lowered his eyes, and looked at the computer screen a second later: "Where am I going, when am I leaving, and do I need to notify you?"

"Cut~" Fang Yue pushed the lunch box on the table to Xiang Rong's arm, "Have you had breakfast? This, today's."

Xiang Rong looked at the lunch box and was surprised: "Didn't you buy this? You made it?"

"It's true that I didn't buy it, but I didn't make it. How can I cook~ This is made by my friend."

"Friend..." Xiang Rong felt that this word was particularly harsh.

"Yeah, Song Song did it. It's the guy who had dinner with him last week. He's a good crafter. Didn't you like it before?"

"Before?" Xiang Rong finally looked at Fang Yue squarely, but there was a strange anger in his heart.

"Yeah~ Didn't you like the omelette before?"

Xiang Rong took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions: "You didn't buy that, but he did it?"

"Hmm." Fang Yue didn't think there was any problem with it, so she kept admitting it.

Xiang Rong looked at the lunch box and felt that his chest was so tight that he couldn't eat anything.He pushed the lunch box onto Fang Yue's table.

"I'm not hungry."

"Ah?" Fang Yue swallowed while looking at the oily Roujiamo.He went out in a hurry in the morning and didn't have time to eat. "If you don't eat it, I will eat it~"

"........."

Fang Yue opened the lunch box: "I'm going to bite~ If I bite, I won't regret it~"

"........."

Seeing Xiang Rong really unmoved, Fang Yue took a bite unceremoniously.The aroma of fat and lean pork is overflowing, and the buns are very tasty with the gravy.Fang Yue usually doesn't eat such strong flavors in the morning, but he was a little greedy after smelling the aroma all the way.

Xiang Rong felt even more upset when he saw Fang Yue's greasy smile on the corner of his mouth, and he snatched the Roujiamo from Fang Yue's hand with a click of his tongue.

"Hey! You—!"

"Didn't you bring it for me?"

"I've bitten it!" Fang Yue felt that this bun was already her own.

Xiang Rong disdainfully took a bite of the perfect arc he just bit off in front of Fang Yue.

Fang Yue opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe that Xiang Rong could do this: "You—I didn't have breakfast!"

"Don't you have biscuits?" Xiang Rong said and took another bite, pointing to Fang Yue's drawer with his eyes.

Fang Yue dared not speak out, she pursed her lips and opened the drawer, took out a half-eaten biscuit and stuffed a piece into her mouth.The biscuits Fang Yue chooses are healthier, which means that the taste is compromised.Having tasted the delicious Roujiamo just now, and now eating dry biscuits, Fang Yue still has a big psychological gap.

Looking at Fang Yue's disappointed look, Xiang Rong felt a little bit of pleasure|satisfaction, but his mood gradually sank after eating the delicious breakfast.

This is what the guy did...

How much of the breakfast sent by the senior was made by that person?

Although the senior won't do it, but I think at least he chose it for me...

Does the senior like the meal made by that person?Is it better than mine?

I thought that the elders looked very happy eating the food I made, so it must be very appetizing.But maybe the seniors prefer that person's craft?

Thinking about it, Xiang Rong took a bite of the breakfast in his hand, and swallowed it without chewing much.