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

Mu Yang was lying on the bed, staring at the photo of Tang Huang still stuck on the wall, until the sky lightened slightly outside the half-drawn curtains, and then Mu Yang realized that he was staring like this, without sleep all night, The dumpling curled up into a fluffy lump, lying on his chest, but he was soundly asleep.

"You are really lucky, carefree."

Mu Yang touched its furry triangular ears that were exposed outside, then carefully picked it up, and put it on the pillow beside him. After all, it was almost time to go to work, and Mu Yang was about to get up to take a shower. When he took a cold shower to wake himself up, his phone rang. Looking at the name of the familiar contact on the screen, Mu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

After a while, Mu Yang took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and connected the phone.

"Hello, Brother Tang Huang."

"Have you gone back to live? I don't think you and Tuanzi are here."

"Well, I thought about it, it's better to move back."

Tang Huang frowned, brushed off the cigarette ash, and asked again.

"why?"

Mu Yang bit his lower lip tightly, and after a while, he said as if he had made a big decision.

"Brother Tang Huang, let's break up, I don't think we are suitable."

"you……"

Before Tang Huang finished speaking, Mu Yang hung up the phone first.

It seems that this is the first time in history that he was the first to hang up the phone when talking to Emperor Tang, but he could not get the slightest comfort from it. His heart seemed to be torn by a pair of invisible big hands, and it seemed like he was tearing apart his internal organs. got mixed up.

It was obvious that the words were spoken easily, but he couldn't bear the emotions that followed like a flood breaking the embankment. When he looked up again, his face was already full of tears.

The awakened Tuanzi yawned lazily, and then walked over, feeling on Mu Yang's lap, propped up his front paws, and rubbed against his face non-stop, as if he was comforting him generally.

Mu Yang hugged it tightly, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Sorry, Tuanzi, I didn't want to do this at first, but I really can't bear it anymore, and I don't want to deceive myself anymore. Brother Tang Huang may care about me, but he never loved me."

Tuanzi meowed twice, then spit out its hot, damp tongue with barbs, and licked Mu Yang's palm. Mu Yang was tickled by it, so he simply let go of it, then got up and entered the room. bathroom.

……

Mu Yang is very abnormal today. Song Yi noticed it when he entered the classroom early in the morning. His eyes were red and his eyes were black and blue. They obviously met yesterday, but now they look much haggard. Although he joked that he He played too many games and asked the students not to learn from him, but Song Yi understood what was going on, so after class, Song Yi couldn't wait to follow Mu Yang out of the classroom.

"Teacher, I don't understand the meaning of a word in today's classical Chinese essay."

"I've explained it very clearly in class, so go borrow your classmate's notes and have a look."

Seeing Mu Yang entered the office, Song Yi squeezed in before he was about to close the door, then put one hand on the wall, deliberately lowered his voice, pretended to be a mature adult, looked at Mu Yang solemnly, and said to him .

"Babe, tell me, have you been dumped?"

"how is this possible!"

Mu Yang frowned, pushed Song Yi away, then walked over, put the lesson plan on the desk, loosened his tie, and lay back on the chair, Song Yi also walked over when he saw this, and walked around behind Mu Yang, Look at his face.

"You cried."

"Why can't I cry?"

"Of course you can, but it's not worth crying for the kind of scumbag who abandoned you."

"What are you talking about? It's me who broke up."

"Eh?"

Seeing Song Yi's pupils widen in shock and looking at him in disbelief, Mu Yang simply sat up straight, then turned around, faced Song Yi, and asked.

"What's your expression like?"

"I didn't expect that you, a person who loves him to death, would take the initiative to break up."

"Everyone gets tired, okay?"

"So can you think about me now?"

Seeing Song Yi patted his chest with a smile, Mu Yang refused without thinking.

"No, it's not bad considering your little uncle."

"Why? Little uncle, what's wrong with him?"

"First of all, he is not my student."

"But he's still my little uncle. How can he fall in love with a student's parent? And you don't want to find a substitute, do you? I didn't expect you to do such a bloody thing."

After all, Song Ci and Tang Huang are both surgeons, and they are both of the type of Gaoling Zhihua, less talkative, cold, cold white skin, and exquisite in appearance. The only difference is that Song Ci is genuine. cold.

"How is it possible, what are you thinking about?"

"Don't you really think about me? We have all kissed and had a relationship with each other."

"It's just that I unilaterally helped you vent it in the toilet."

"So this is considered sexual harassment, aren't you afraid of me breaking the news?"

"It's a big deal to go home and continue to copy stocks and invest, and be a jobless vagrant."

Anyway, Mu Yang was just bored as a teacher, he just wanted to find something to do, and he had plenty of money.

Seeing Mu Yang looking at him triumphantly, Song Yi gritted his teeth, leaned over and kissed Mu Yang's soft lips.

But at this time, the door of the office clicked and was opened from the outside. Tang Huang hugged the box and stood there in a daze, looking at the two people who were kissing.

Mu Yang subconsciously pushed Song Yi away, wanting to explain to Emperor Tang, but then realized that he had broken up with Emperor Tang, and he had nothing to say, just when he was thinking of what to say to make it less embarrassing, Tang Huang had already stepped forward, put the box on the desk in front of Mu Yang, and then said coldly.

"You still have clothes and the like that you haven't taken away, and they're all in there."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Tang turned and left without a trace of nostalgia. Mu Yang wanted to keep him, but was stopped by Song Yi.

"Are you crazy? He has treated you like this. Do you still want to please him like a dog?"

"What can I do? Instead of doing this, it's better to let me fall in love all the time."

"At least you have had it too. You have slept with the person you like and possessed his body. How can you be like me? You can only watch the person you like linger with his lover, tired and crooked..."

Song Yi lowered his eyelids again as he spoke, sat down on the desk, and opened the box again, the clothes inside were all neatly folded, it looked like new clothes just bought home, with no trace of wrinkle. No, Song Yi sighed again upon seeing this.

"Has your ex-boyfriend always been so strict in doing things?"