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

Tang Huang put the porridge on the dining table, filled a bowl for Mu Yang and himself, and handed Mu Yang's bowl to Mu Yang. Mu Yang quickly took it, seeing that Tang Huang didn't say anything, so he had to drink it with his head down. Porridge.

The sky was gray, the wind was bitterly cold, and the snow had been falling non-stop, with no sign of clearing up.

When Mu Yang was thinking about how to talk to Emperor Tang, Emperor Tang spoke first.

"Did you bring me back last night?"

"Well, brother, you were drunk, and then a young boy in the bar called me, so I rushed over."

"Is that so..."

Tang Huang said, and suddenly put down the spoon again, Mu Yang tensed up instantly, like a nervous dog, and asked tentatively.

"Is the porridge not to your liking?"

"No, it's just that I don't have any appetite."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Tang got up and went into the study.

Mu Yang looked at the remaining half bowl of porridge that was still hot, and found it hard to swallow for a while.

In the study, Emperor Tang read the book for a while, but felt extremely irritable, so he took out the invitation card with white background and gold pattern from the drawer, flipped through it, stared blankly at the names of Ming Xia and Huo Ting on it, unconsciously , was stunned, and didn't even notice that Mu Yang knocked on the door and came in.

Mu Yang put the fruit plate on the desk, and called Tang Huang softly.

"elder brother?"

Hearing the familiar deep voice, Tang Huang suddenly came back to his senses, and put the invitation back into the drawer calmly, all of this was naturally in Mu Yang's eyes, but he didn't say anything, just pushed the fruit plate to the In front of Emperor Tang.

Tang Huang glanced at the crooked and appetizing slices of apples in the fruit plate, and was about to refuse, but Mu Yang suddenly picked up a piece of apple, fed it to Tang Huang's mouth, and said again.

"Brother Tang Huang, although I cut it ugly, you still have to eat some."

Tang Huang raised his eyes, stared at Mu Yang, opened his mouth and ate the apple, but what he didn't expect was that the next second, Mu Yang suddenly leaned over and kissed Tang Huang's scarlet skin. Lips, shared this piece of sweet apple with him, and entangled with him for a while before letting him go, then sat down on the desk again, took out the invitation card from the drawer, and asked.

"Is this Ming Xia sent you?"

"Nothing to do with you."

As Tang Huang said, he wanted to snatch back the invitation, but Mu Yang raised his hand abruptly, then raised his eyebrows and said.

"I also received an invitation, would you like to come with me?"

"..."

Seeing that Tang Huang didn't speak, but only stared at him coldly, Mu Yang simply bent down, leaned in front of Tang Huang, first stretched out his hands to pinch his chin, and then said through gritted teeth.

"Brother, don't forget that you are my lover now. If you do this again, I will be angry and jealous."

"Sorry, I know..."

As a result, before Tang Huang could finish speaking, Mu Yang had already interrupted his words, and the hand holding his chin tightened suddenly.

"You don't know, you still can't let Ming Xia go in your heart."

Tang Huang frowned, removed Mu Yang's hand pinching his chin, then lowered his eyelids, and said.

"Believe it or not, I already let him go..."

"really?"

Mu Yang still had an unbelievable expression on his face. After all, Emperor Tang was too difficult to understand, and he always had an extremely cold expression, and his emotions were always restrained, which would not show on his face at all.

"Um……"

Tang Huang stretched out his hand and rubbed Mu Yang's fluffy head. Mu Yang's body froze instantly, and then he lay down on Tang Huang's shoulder silently, gently rubbing against Tang Huang's warmth. Neck, hoarse again, said.

"Brother, do you know? I really like you."

"I know it all."

"You like me a little too, okay?"

"I've been trying to..."

Hearing what he said, Mu Yang suddenly raised his head, looked at Emperor Tang with surprise, and asked again.

"Hey, do you like me then?"

"..."

Tang Huang only looked at Mu Yang, and didn't speak. Mu Yang stared at Tang Huang's light brown pupils for a while, and suddenly lowered his eyelids in frustration.

"You really don't like me..."

"No, you're cute."

Seeing Tang Huang's rare praise for himself, Mu Yang's heart suddenly missed a beat, he swallowed his saliva, and looked at Tang Huang with disbelief.

"Am I really cute?"

After all, he is about 1.8 meters tall, and he is very strong, his skin is not white, his eyes are not round, he looks narrow and sharp, even when he has no expression, he still has a fierce look on his face, and of course it is not the kind that Tang Huang would like. With a soft and waxy appearance, Mu Yang obviously didn't have much confidence in himself, but at this time, Tang Huang suddenly opened his mouth again.

"Well, very good, very kind, and very gentle."

"But it sounds like it's sending me a good card."

"Ok?"

Tang Huang raised his eyelids and looked at Mu Yang with a puzzled expression on his face. Mu Yang suddenly realized that Tang Huang is a very closed person in life. He doesn't surf the Internet and rarely watches TV. Medicine may not understand what a good person card means at all. Thinking of this, Mu Yang simply shook his head, and then hugged Tang Huang.

"Brother, it doesn't matter even if you don't like me, as long as I can stay by your side like now, that's enough."

Tang Huang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Is this enough?"

"Ah."

Mu Yang nodded pertinently as he spoke, and then added another sentence.

"Of course, it would be the best if you agree to marry me."

"..."

Seeing that Emperor Tang pursed his thin lips tightly, stopped talking, and his face darkened, Mu Yang quickly changed the subject again.

"Brother Tanghuang, can you play games? Let me teach you how to play games, okay?"

"no need."

"Come on, come on, it's fun."

"I'm not interested in that kind of stuff..."

"Then let me hug you like now, okay?"

As Mu Yang said, he hugged Tang Huang tightly again, and rubbed his chin on his fluffy head. Because he was sitting on the desk, Tang Huang was forced to lie on his chest, which was very awkward. I wanted to get up, but Mu Yang lowered his eyes, looked at him dotingly, and said again.

"Brother, do you know? Many years ago, I wanted to hold you in my arms and let you listen to my heartbeat."

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