The person who plays with me is my boss

The takeaway boy just walked to the elevator, and turned around with doubts when he heard the voice.

Ye Cheng hurriedly smiled apologetically, and pointed to the opposite door: "I'm sorry, I told him."

"I didn't eat." Bai Xing put one hand in his pocket and turned around.

I drank some wine just now, didn't eat anything, and now my stomach is not very comfortable, I was thinking of going back to take a few stomach medicines before going to bed, so he stopped me.

Bai Xing was happy in his heart, but his face was still cold.

The moment Ye Cheng called him to stop, he regretted it.

What is this if it's not leading a wolf into a house?

Just yesterday I suspected that he was a pervert, but today I asked him if he had eaten.

Shit!

If someone wasn't there, Ye Cheng really wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

wake up!

Isn't it good-looking and handsome in a suit?

How can it be?

It's not that I can't do it myself!

It's not just a few centimeters shorter, but I can make up for it by wearing a booster pad.

But it was too late, Ye Cheng saw the man walking towards this side with long legs, full of aura.

It wasn't until he came to him that Ye Cheng realized that he had been staring at him for a long time.

He quickly looked away, and just as he raised the Ma Xiao in his hand, the voice-activated light in the corridor went out, and he quickly cleared his throat to turn on the light: "Crayfish, do you want to eat?"

It's just that he didn't notice that the moment he turned on the light, Bai Xing looked at him in the dark with the same eyes as when he saw the prey yesterday.

Bai Xing turned his eyes away, his stomach twitched for a while, he frowned slightly, and asked, "Only this?"

Pretty picky.

Ye Cheng gave a slight "tsk", and answered honestly: "There is still a Malatang on the way..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang.

Within a minute, the delivery guy appeared in the corridor, and was taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him: "Who is..."

Then the delivery guy saw Ye Cheng holding his phone, and went straight to him: "The meal has been delivered, remember to give it a good review."

The takeaway boy left without saying a word, without taking a second look.

"Here, Malatang is here, do you want to eat?" Ye Cheng already smelled the aroma of Malatang in the air, and couldn't help swallowing.

Bai Xing turned his head slightly to look at the thick red oil Mala Tang through the packaging bag, and the smell of chili pepper wafting in the air, and grinned slightly.

In other words, he must have eaten it.

"Can you cook?" Bai Xing asked with a normal expression while enduring the stomach pains that came over him.

If you really want to eat something at this moment, the only thing left is porridge.

Cook……

This is difficult for Ye Cheng.

Is it a must for him to cook instant noodles?

It should be counted.

Bai Xing knew the answer just by looking at his expression. He raised his hand imperceptibly to touch his stomach, and in the eyes of outsiders, he just straightened his suit: "Is there always something wrong?"

Ye Cheng didn't know what he meant, he nodded slowly: "What do you want to eat?"

"Wait for me." After Bai Xing finished speaking, he walked towards his home. Just as he was about to enter the door, his stomach suddenly felt a wrenching pain, and his movements froze before he entered.

Ye Cheng, who was in a hurry to eat, didn't pay attention to this. He opened the door, turned around and went in to unpack the takeaway, and heard the door closing after a while.

He went to the door with chopsticks, and saw Bai Xingxing with a small bag of millet coming over and standing still at the door: "You don't want to change your shoes?"

"Ah..." Ye Cheng hesitated for a moment.

You must know that although he is not serious about cleanliness, he can't tolerate other people walking around the house wearing shoes.

"Wear this?" Bai Xing pointed to a pair of men's slippers on the shoe rack next to him.

Although the tone of the speech was still the same as usual, the eyebrows that had been stretched quietly frowned.

call……

Ye Cheng took a deep breath in his heart, and immediately went forward to take off the slippers and put them in front of him: "No one wears these, I bought too much."

After speaking, Ye Cheng turned around and walked towards the kitchen, completely oblivious to Bai Xing's brows from wrinkling to stretching.

The neighbor I just met came to cook at home, and I felt a little delicate.

Watching him skillfully wash the rice, cook the pot, and start the fire.

Ye Cheng actually had an illusion, as if he had seen this scene somewhere before.

It wasn't his parents, but at a certain time in the past, I saw it but couldn't remember it.

But it was the first time he saw him wearing a suit to the kitchen, so it had a different flavor.

He propped his head on his hands to appreciate this unique beauty, and when he saw the person in front of him approaching, he quickly lowered his head to peel the crayfish, but the person walked out without saying a word, and he left behind the unfinished crayfish to catch up: "Dude, leave without eating anything?"

The porridge in the pot is still cooking.

It wasn't that Bai Xing wanted to leave, it was that his stomach was really uncomfortable and he didn't want to show it, so he just said, "I have something to do."

Ye Cheng wanted to stop him, so he opened the door and left, shouting: "No, then I'll bring you the porridge later!"

Who is this, too many changes.

Closing the door, Ye Cheng only thought about it for a while, and was attracted by the aroma of crayfish and Malatang, completely ignoring the person outside the door who was already in so much pain that he almost couldn't open the door.

He stood by the pot and stared at the bubbling porridge inside, curling his lips.

For this kind of natural and healthy food, he is not very enlightened.

But familiar with Baidu is always right.

After Baidu learned how to cook millet porridge, Ye Cheng moved the takeaway to the side of the pot, and stood by the pot to endure the heat.

It is said on the Internet that millet porridge is the easiest to pounce on, and if you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted, and you have to clean up the table.

Although he has cleanliness, he is also lazy.

After waiting for almost half an hour, he had almost finished his meal. The three catties of crayfish and mala tang had bottomed out, and the millet porridge was cooked.

It's really time-consuming and labor-intensive food, why not buy it outside?

Ye Cheng recalled the figure of the buddy opposite him, he didn't feel bloated at all, he knew how to keep healthy at a young age, no wonder his skin was good.

Put the porridge into a covered instant noodle bowl, put on heat-resistant gloves, put on your shoes, and knock on the opposite door: "Dude, the porridge is ready."

After waiting for about a minute, no one answered, he knocked a few more times, leaned on the door and listened: "Brother?"

no movement...

Ye Cheng recalled the reaction of the person in the room just now, it was quite normal, no problem.

Suddenly he was startled, the hairs on his body stood on end, he must have taken drugs, otherwise why would he leave in such a hurry!

The more Ye Cheng thought about it, the more something was wrong, he lay on the door and never heard any sound from inside, and he didn't dare to knock on the door again.

At this time, the temperature of the porridge had begun to gradually spread, and he could feel a little hot even wearing heat-resistant gloves.

Glancing at the porridge bowl in his hand, since it hasn't been opened yet, don't wait any longer, if it really sucks, then everything will make sense, including the unclear look in his eyes yesterday.

Thinking about it, Ye Cheng was afraid at first, and had already considered moving, and moved his feet back uncontrollably.

The only thing left in his head was the idea of ​​running quickly, but he had just walked halfway when he heard a "click" from the door behind him.

Despite thinking so much in his heart, Ye Cheng turned his head out of good intentions, and saw the door opened a crack.

At this moment, the gradually rising temperature on his hand made him hesitate to go over to look at it. If he didn't look at it, he would be a sinner if he didn't find out in time if something happened.

But what if it's really a crime...

He glanced at the porridge bowl in his hand again, and he could directly raise it in his face.

I don't believe he can stand such a high temperature.

Thinking of this, Ye Cheng became much more courageous.

He walked up to him in a few steps, leaned on the door and poked his head in to find out, but he saw Bai Xing leaning against the door, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

Ye Cheng didn't care about that much, he quickly put the porridge bowl for self-defense on the ground, opened the door wide and squatted beside him, not knowing what to do: "My God, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he was still shaking his head, Ye Cheng was so anxious that he wanted to pull him up from the ground, but he refused.

"No, what's wrong with you? I'll take you to the hospital." Ye Cheng squatted beside him to discuss, and glanced at the medicine bottle in his hand.

He reached over and pulled the medicine out of his hand: Painkiller.

"Brother, you've already taken painkillers, are you still holding on?" Ye Cheng pulled one of his arms up to put it on his shoulder, and supported him up by the door frame.

Then he glanced at the porridge bowl next to him, squatted down and put the porridge bowl in the house: "Go, go to the hospital."

Ye Cheng helped him all the way to the parking lot, and repeatedly asked him if he was still in pain. He only felt that some blood had returned to his face, but he still looked weak.

Because of the pain, the originally handsome face had a morbid beauty.

Pooh.

What are you thinking about Yecheng.

Crazy, at what time can you still think of messy things.

Just as Ye Cheng opened the car door and wanted to help him into the car, he was stopped by him: "Drive my car."

With that said, Bai Xing took out the car keys from his trouser pocket, and handed them to him with trembling hands.

Ye Cheng glanced at the car keys in his hand, and then at him who looked weaker, a little helpless: "Brother, you are really good, wearing a suit and carrying the car keys with you."

"Go." Bai Xing said.

Seeing that he was determined not to get in his own car, Ye Cheng had no choice but to let him go, hunching him towards the green worm next to him, and kept talking: "We have agreed in advance, I have never driven your luxury car before, so I knocked it down. Touched..."

Bai Xing really didn't have the energy to fight with him, so he took his words and said directly: "It's mine."

"Okay, with your words, I'm relieved." Ye Cheng happened to experience what it's like to have a car that accelerates from [-] kilometers to [-] kilometers in a few seconds.

When he got to the hospital, the people around him had already fallen asleep, Ye Cheng saw that his frown that had been frowned all this time finally relaxed, he didn't know whether he should wake them up.

When people fall asleep, it is not so uncomfortable.

Ye Cheng became more courageous, unfastened his seat belt and turned to look at him.

This is the true symbol of life, and I really can't help but look at it more.

As a result, he was staring at the other party with confidence and boldness. Perhaps he felt the hot gaze in his sleep, but the man opened his eyes, which frightened Ye Cheng. He turned his head quickly, and cleared his throat very guiltyly and deliberately: " So what, the hospital is here."

Bai Xing propped himself up on the seat, looked around, and slept a lot better, probably because of the medicine: "Go back, I'm fine."

"What's the matter, come here." Ye Cheng insisted, the car had already been turned off, there was no reason why he didn't take a look when he came to the hospital.

Bai Xing didn't want to come to the hospital at that time, he knew what was wrong with him, he just didn't care that there happened to be someone beside him this time.

"I don't have a document." Bai Xing made an excuse, mainly because he was afraid of being recognized.

"It's okay, it's all electronic now, as long as you have a mobile phone." Ye Cheng insisted, "If you are sick, you have to see him. If you procrastinate, you will become cancer. Fortunately, you are still a good young man in the 21st century. You don't understand the truth?"

Ye Cheng froze for a moment, stared into his eyes for a while, how could he be so indifferent even when he was sick?

But it doesn't look like he's lying, but he still has some doubts: "It's such a coincidence, you don't bring anything, just the car keys?"

"En." Bai Xing nodded.

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The author has something to say:

Ye Cheng: Do you think I'm a fool?

Bai Xing: Yes.

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One day a long time later, the two were having dinner at the same time difference, the same dishes, and different locations.

Ye Cheng suddenly remembered the situation that day: Did you do it on purpose?

Bai Xing put his fingers together: I swear to God, I did it on purpose, but the stomachache is real.