My little boyfriend always teases me, what should I do?

Mu Yang obviously enjoyed Tang Huang's considerate care for him, and kept staring at Tang Huang without blinking, like a clingy dog.

Tang Huang was used to the scorching gaze he cast on him, put down the soup bowl, picked up a paper towel, and wiped Mu Yang's mouth.

Not only the eyebrows and eyes of Mu Yang, but also the shape of the lips is extremely beautiful, the thickness is moderate, but the lips are very obvious, it seems that because they have just been soaked in the soup, they are soft and plump, extremely attractive.

Tang Huang swallowed his saliva a little impatiently, but he didn't notice his heart that was just about to move.

But at this time, Mu Yang suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, leaned over again, and pecked his lips, the touch was soft and cool, like jelly.

Tang Huang was stunned, but at this moment, Mu Yang leaned against his forehead again, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Brother Tanghuang, you didn't avoid me this time."

Tang Huang came back to his senses in an instant, quickly pushed Mu Yang away, withdrew his wrist from his hand, and reprimanded him sharply.

"Don't fool around."

Although his face was still extremely indifferent, a blush quietly spread from the corners of his eyes to the tips of his ears. Tang Huang gave people the feeling of being cold and restrained, but now he was showing a little more coquettishness out of thin air, which made people unbearable. She wanted to push him down, press him down, bully him, and see how he was about to cry.

Mu Yang seemed to have discovered something serious, and he continued to laugh and move over with his heart itchy.

"Brother Tang Huang, you are shy."

"No big or small."

Tang Huang's face was dark, and he stretched out his index finger expressionlessly, and poked him on the forehead, but this time he didn't stop at all.

Mu Yang felt the pain, quickly covered his forehead, and muttered and complained.

"It hurts!"

"How can you have a long memory without pain?"

As Tang Huang said, he began to pack the insulation box again. It seemed that he was planning to leave. Mu Yang curled his mouth again when he saw this, and put his arms around Tang Huang's arm. Like a large dog, he raised his eyelids and looked at him innocently. Emperor Tang.

"Brother Tang Huang, are you going back so soon? I'm so bored by myself."

"When did I say I was going back?"

"Then you want to stay with me?"

"There's a seminar in the city next door, and I'm going to attend it."

"But it's snowing outside, isn't it inconvenient to travel?"

"If it's inconvenient to go, I'll put the bento box here first. If I have time in the evening after the meeting, I'll come and get it."

Mu Yang wanted to say something more, but Tang Huang had already turned and left the ward.

Tang Huang was always like this, every time he left without waiting for him to finish speaking.

For some reason, my heart was always restless.

In the evening, the snow suddenly fell heavily, and a thick layer was accumulated on the ground, almost reaching the ankles. The temperature also dropped suddenly. Mu Yang didn't feel sleepy for a long time, so he turned on the TV again and saw The TV screen is currently broadcasting a major news accident about multiple car rear-end collisions. It is a coincidence that it is still in the city next door, and Mu Yang's nerves suddenly tense. In the picture, he saw the familiar license plate number, and Mu Yang's heart skipped a beat. He tore off the bandages and plaster on his wrists and legs in a panic, and then rushed out of the hospital with his coat. Yang dialed countless calls to Emperor Tang, but no one answered.

Here, Tang Huang had dinner with colleagues from the seminar, went back to the hotel, and took a bath again, only to realize that the phone was out of battery. When he turned on the phone, he found that the screen was full of Mu Yang missed the phone call to him.

Tang Huang frowned in some doubts, and called back, but it only rang once, and the other party was connected.

"Brother Tang Huang, are you injured?"

Mu Yang sneezed uncontrollably as he spoke.

Listening to the restless voice on the other end of the phone, Tang Huang also became nervous.

"What do you mean?"

"The news said there was a rear-end collision, and I saw your license plate number."

"I came here by high-speed train."

"Hey, maybe I misread the license plate number."

Mu Yang smiled dryly, then sneezed, and then said again.

"It's fine, it's fine, since it's fine, I'll go back first."

"You came out?"

"Well, but the road where the incident happened has been closed, and the car can't pass."

And Mu Yang was in a hurry when he came out, he didn't bring anything, he only took a coat.

"It's snowing so much now, it's not safe to go back. Come to me first. I'll send you the address, which is not far from where the accident happened."

After a while, there was a knock on the door, Tang Huang walked over and opened the door, only to find that the person in front of him had red nose, eyes and cheeks, wet hair, snow on his clothes, red fingers, and he looked like he was about to cry .

"Brother Tang Huang, you scared me to death."

Mu Yang was about to pounce on Tang Huang's body, but then realized that his body was still covered with cold air, so he held back again, Tang Huang said again when he saw this.

"Come in quickly."

Tang Huang took a towel, put it on his head, and made him a cup of hot tea. When Mu Yang reached out to take it, Tang Huang realized that his fingers were frozen, so he put down the tea cup again, and held it in his hand. She took his hand and massaged him.

"Did you drive here yourself?"

"Um..."

Mu Yang nodded, then lowered his fluffy head again, his face was full of tangled expressions, and after a while, he asked cautiously again.

"Brother Tanghuang, why don't you ask me how my injury is healed."

"Because I already knew that you dragged on and deliberately didn't want to leave the hospital."

"But you still made soup for me, didn't you?"

"It's just that the injury is healed. It will take a long time for the bone to fully grow back, you know?"

"Understood, Brother Tanghuang, I thought you would be angry."

As Mu Yang said, he leaned over with a smile, and wanted to stick to Tang Huang's body, but Tang Huang put a cold face on his face and stretched out his hand to push him away.

"Okay, go take a bath to warm up, or you'll catch a cold."

"okay."

Mu Yang responded and obediently entered the bathroom.

Tang Huang picked up the thin coat he took off on the sofa, brushed off the snow that had fallen on it, and sighed helplessly.

"This silly boy."

……

When Mu Yang came out of the shower, Tang Huang, who was wearing a nightgown, was half lying on the bed, flipping through a magazine.