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

Seeing the child say this, Tang Chao frowned immediately, and his expression became extraordinarily gloomy, and he refused sharply without even thinking about it.

No, I don't agree. "

"You could spend so much energy supporting Gu Xi'an back then, why can't I?"

"You guys are different?"

Tang Chao couldn't understand why the child always liked to compare himself and Gu Xi'ang on the same level. After all, to Tang Chao, the child was far more important to him than Gu Xi'ang. Times ten thousand times.

"What's different? What he can do for you, I can do the same now."

As the child said, he rushed over suddenly, reaching out his hand to untie Tang Chao's belt, Tang Chao quickly grabbed the child's wrist, his expression became extremely embarrassing now.

"You don't even know what you want now. Don't always think about it. Tell me first, do you like to be an idol, or do you like to be an actor in filming, or just want to be a star? ?”

When the child was asked by Tang Chao, he was stunned for an instant. Seeing his bewildered expression, Tang Chao felt soft-hearted, and covered the child's fluffy head with his rough and hot hands, and then said earnestly.

"What do you want to do, I will do my best to pave the way for you when the time comes, but first promise me that you will finish your third year of high school and take the college entrance examination, okay?"

"Hmm...I see..."

The child lowered his wet eyelids as he spoke.

Tang Chao sighed helplessly, lowered his head and pecked the child's smooth and plump forehead, then turned and left the bedroom.

……

Mu Yang tucked the unfinished test paper under his arm, walked out of the school gate with his neck shrunk, and caught a glimpse of Tang Huang's car, then hurried over, opened the door of the passenger seat, and sat in. As soon as he got in the car, Mu Yang Yang rubbed his hands that had been frozen red, and kept chanting.

"It's too cold, it's too cold..."

Tang Huang glanced at him blankly, and handed the hot milk tea he just bought to Mu Yang. Mu Yang was slightly taken aback, and then took it in great surprise.

"Brother Tanghuang, how do you know that I like to drink this?"

"Do you like to drink?"

After all, Emperor Tang had never seen Mu Yang drinking milk tea before. Now, when he was waiting for Mu Yang, he saw many students queuing up at the milk tea shop not far away, and many couples were holding hot milk tea in their hands. , and today's temperature is extremely cold, so Tang Huang simply bought a cup for Mu Yang.

"I didn't like to drink it before, but from now on, this is my favorite hot drink."

As Mu Yang spoke, he inserted the straw again, gulped a few sips, and then his eyes lit up.

"Brother Tanghuang, hurry up and taste it, it tastes great."

Seeing that Mu Yang brought the milk tea straw to Tang Huang's mouth, Tang Huang looked at Mu Yang hesitantly, and then took a sip carefully. Of course, it was the kind of sweetness he could not accept. , he prefers to drink black tea and coffee.

Mu Yang could tell at a glance that Emperor Tang didn't like milk tea, so he withdrew his hand a little disappointed. The next second, before Tang Huang could react, Mu Yang suddenly came over and kissed him, which was still soaked in rich milk tea Fragrant thin lips.

Mu Yang smacked his lips, seeing that Tang Huang was still in a daze, he suddenly grinned.

"Brother Tang Huang, it's so sweet."

The tips of Tang Huang's fair ears were stained with a touch of crimson very quickly, and then he pretended to be sullen and said.

"Okay, stop messing around."

After finishing speaking, Tang Huang stepped on the gas pedal.

Mu Yang adjusted the back of the seat back, but at this moment, Tang Huang suddenly dropped a bag of snacks, Mu Yang quickly caught it, opened it, it turned out to be sugar-fried chestnuts, and Mu Yang's heart immediately fluttered Yes, like stepping on cotton candy.

Seeing that Emperor Tang didn't say a word, Mu Yang asked tentatively again.

"Brother Tang Huang, Tang Chao told me that the golden baby daylily is very cold-resistant, even if it is more than minus 20 degrees outside, there is no problem at all..."

"Really? That should be my memory."

Although Tang Huang explained in this way, the blush that was only on the tips of his ears has now spread to his cheeks. Mu Yang seemed to have discovered some new continent, and was excited to point it out. Then he realized that perhaps Tang Huang had really forgotten. That's all, he lowered his eyelids in frustration.

Tang Huang saw that he was originally in high spirits, but now he has become extremely depressed, so he asked with some doubts.

"What's going on here?"

"No... nothing..."

As Mu Yang said, he turned his head and looked out the window, but his thoughts were messed up.

As soon as he got home, Tang Huang took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, while Mu Yang borrowed his study to correct homework.

It's just that when Mu Yang was concentrating on correcting homework, he accidentally dropped a book. Mu Yang quickly picked it up, but a photo fell from the book unexpectedly.

Mu Yang picked it up, and in the photo was Ming Xia's clean and immature smiling face, not far away Tang Huang's hair was blown messy by the wind, the corners of his slightly pursed mouth and the light brown pupils looking at Ming Xia were full of endless pampering .

Mu Yang's heart thumped violently, his nasal cavity also felt sour, and for a moment he had the urge to cry, but at this time, the door was suddenly opened from the outside with a click, and Tang Huang, who was wearing a plain plaid apron, Leaving half of his body, he asked.

"Should the little meatballs have a cheese filling, or not?"

Mu Yang hid the photo in a panic, took a deep breath, and smiled at Tang Huang again.

"With a cheese filling."

Upon seeing this, Emperor Tang closed the door of the study again.

Mu Yang lowered his head, looked at the photo in his hand, desperately endured the urge to crush it, put it back into the book again, then got up, and left the study with a thick stack of test papers.

Tang Huang had prepared dinner and was about to call Mu Yang for dinner when he realized that he was lying on the coffee table in the living room revising the test paper, so he asked again with some doubts.

"Why did you come out?"

"The heater is turned on, it's a bit stuffy inside, I'll come out for a while."

"How much is left to be corrected?"

"Two-thirds."

"Come over for dinner first, and then correct the rest after eating."

"Um..."

Mu Yang responded, put down the red pen, got up immediately, and walked towards the table full of sumptuous meals.

Obviously every dish is delicious and suits Mu Yang's taste, but for some reason, he finds it tasteless.

If one had to be picked out of so many people in the world that Mu Yang would be jealous of, that person would undoubtedly be Ming Xia.