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

Tang Huang saw that Mu Yang's complexion seemed not very good, so he asked again with some doubts.

"Is the food not to your liking?"

Seeing this, Mu Yang quickly picked up the fried meatball in front of him, swallowed it in his mouth, and explained.

"No...not...the food is delicious..."

"uh-huh?"

Tang Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, apparently not believing what Mu Yang said, but at this moment, Mu Yang suddenly put down his chopsticks again.

"Brother Tang Huang, I'm full, I'll go and finish grading the rest of the test papers first."

As Mu Yang spoke, he picked up the water glass again, took a sip of water, then got up and went back to the living room.

Tang Huang thought that Xu Shi had eaten fried chestnuts with sugar and drank milk tea before, and maybe he was not very hungry now, so he didn't eat much, so he didn't continue to ask.

It's just that I have long been used to eating alone, but now I feel a little lonely for no reason.

……

Mu Yang returned to the living room, sat down on the carpet, and immediately buried his head, concentrating on marking the test papers, but after a while, suddenly there was a heat source beside him, and Mu Yang turned around in surprise, only then realized that Tang Huang had The heater was turned on, and he himself came over curiously.

"How many are left?"

"There are so many, is it possible that Brother Tanghuang wants to help me correct the test paper?"

"Why not?"

"Eh?"

Mu Yang's pupils widened in shock in an instant, and he looked at Tang Huang in disbelief. Tang Huang seemed not to notice his gaze, and pulled out a stack of test papers from under Mu Yang's arm, and said to him again.

"Give me a reference answer."

"This...here..."

Mu Yang was still in shock, after all, he never thought that Emperor Tang would do such a thing for him.

However, when Mu Yang was lost in thought, Tang Huang had already picked up the red pen, began to review it carefully, and asked questions while revising.

"Should I imitate your handwriting?"

"Well, otherwise the group of brats will definitely guess that I am not the only one who corrected it."

"Didn't you say you didn't like being a teacher the least?"

Tang Huang's words suddenly brought Mu Yang's memory back to a hot summer afternoon many years ago, when he was doing homework with Tang Chao in the courtyard of Tang Royal, when Tang Huang was standing by their side, Watching them do their homework, Mu Yang even clearly remembered the placement of things on the table. In front of him was a plate of watermelon, and not far away was a bright red strawberry yogurt ice. Tang Huang was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up. Holding a cattail fan in his hand, he patiently helped Mu Yang with his homework while fanning the wind.

At that time, he and Tang Chao were both 13 years old, and it was time for the high school entrance examination, and there were endless questions every day, so at that time, Mu Yang said with great hatred that he would never be a teacher in this life, and he didn't want to see the teacher again. This kind of childish words, obviously just a teenager's unintentional words about complaints, he didn't expect Tang Huang to remember them all the time, and at that time, Tang Huang just stretched out his cool big hands and gently rubbed Mu Mu. Yang's fluffy head didn't say anything, of course because Tang Huang's touch that may be insignificant to himself made Mu Yang, who was still a teenager, excited for a whole day, and even in the evening of the same day, he experienced it for the first time. Here comes the wonderful thing about lust.

Seeing that Mu Yang seemed to be distracted and didn't answer his question for a long time, Tang Huang didn't continue to ask.

Of course, because of Tang Huang's help, the work efficiency has improved, and it didn't take much time to review the entire test paper.

Tang Huang closed the cap of his pen, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned his head and looked at Mu Yang.

"Is it time to take your medicine?"

Mu Yang blushed instantly, got up quickly, took out the pills from the bag, and then went into the kitchen.

After all, this kind of thing has always been difficult for Mu Yang to talk about. He doesn't understand why Tang Huang would ask it casually.

But anyway, he is a doctor, and to him, he is just an ordinary patient.

After Mu Yang took the medicine, when he returned to the living room, Tang Huang had already sorted out the test papers and was calculating the scores. Mu Yang came over and sat next to Tang Huang, and handed him a cup of hot tea. Without looking up, he just said.

"Let's put it there first, you can go to take a shower, and I'll finish it off.

"But it's my job..."

"Patients should have sufficient sleep time, and should not be under too much pressure, otherwise it will not be conducive to the recovery of the disease."

After all, Emperor Tang had already said this, and Mu Yang couldn't argue with him anymore, so he got up obediently, went to Tang Huang's bedroom to get a clean nightgown, and then went into the bathroom.

On the shelf above the washbasin were his own and Tang Huang's toothbrushes, which were clearly placed in two different wash cups, but they were close together, like lovers cuddling together.

Mu Yang picked up his toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste on it, and after washing, he carefully put the toothbrush back to its original place, still next to Tang Huang's toothbrush. After he set it up, Tang Huang Qinglie suddenly sounded behind him voice.

"What are you doing?"

"No... nothing..."

"The hospital called suddenly just now, saying that a family member came to the hospital to make trouble. It is my patient's family member. I will go there."

Mu Yang's heart tightened suddenly, seeing that Emperor Tang was about to leave, he quickly grabbed his wrist and said again.

"I will go with you!"

"You can't solve it even if you go."

"I know, then I will go too."

It is not that Mu Yang has never heard of such things as doctor-patient disputes before, and there are even disputes with doctors that cause doctors to be injured or even life-threatening. Mu Yang will not rest assured that Tang Huang will go there alone, but Tang Huang is cold road.

"Let go of me, this has nothing to do with you."

Mu Yang's dark pupils dimmed in an instant, and his expression was extremely embarrassing.

"I'm Brother Tang Huang's lover right now? Since I'm a lover, it's a relationship that can comfort and warm each other. Why can Brother Tang Huang say such hurtful words as 'it has nothing to do with me'?"

Tang Huang pursed his thin lips as resolute as a knife cut, forcefully pulled his wrist away from Mu Yang's hand, grabbed a coat indiscriminately, and then left the house.

Mu Yang clenched his fists, slammed it on the door frame to vent his anger, and then scratched his hair irritably.

When Tang Huang arrived at the hospital, there was already a circle of people outside the ward. They were so aggressive that they wanted to eat Tang Huang alive. Now the medical staff were stopping them. In theory, a middle-aged man with a livid face saw When Tang Huang came over, he immediately rushed forward and grabbed Tang Huang by the collar.