MTL - Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author-Chapter 47 Poke music under the table

Huo Miao finally asked for leave.

I don't know why, when he told the truth that "the roommate is in love, so his partner invited him to dinner", You Hongzhi, who was unwilling to let him go, looked up at him and suddenly asked, "Your roommate already has a partner?"

"Yeah, I just got it." Huo Miao said angrily, "It's just too much! I worked hard all day today, and I finally went back to the dormitory to relax, but he showed his affection. , it didn't stop for an entire hour! It's really frustrating and dehumanizing... Hey, can I go or not, if I can't go, I have to go home early."

"Go." You Hongzhi said.

"Huh?" Huo Miao looked at You Hongzhi suspiciously, although he still looked cold and frosty, but for some reason, Huo Miao just felt that he seemed to be in a better mood, "Why do you suddenly become so talkative?"

You Hongzhi said, "When did I become so difficult to speak?"

Huo Miao: "..." Under the roof, he gave up the idea of ​​the theory with You Hong and asked, "Eat first or work first?"

You Hongyi paused, frowned and asked, "What kind of work?"

"I don't know, isn't this waiting for you to give me a task?" Huo Miao said blankly, "Otherwise, why did you take me out of the dormitory?"

"Can't I come to you for anything other than work?"

"Oh..." In Huo Miao's view, it was no longer necessary to explain what other things were. Every time he came to this apartment before, either to work or to have sex, "Okay, I'll take a shower first?"

You Hongzhi seemed to be choked, and looked at him for a few seconds before sneering: "Then wash up, I'm going out to eat."

"What? Wait, did you really take me out for dinner?"

However, You Hongzhi refused to pay attention to him. He put on his casual jacket and was about to leave. Huo Miao flew over and wrapped himself around him like an octopus from behind.

You Hongzhi froze for a moment, apparently no one had dared to pester him like this before, he said angrily, "Come down!"

"Senior brother, woohoo, take me with you."

"Order your own takeout."

"No, don't be angry, I misunderstood you, you are a good person, I am so hungry, I also want to go out to eat delicious food, senior..."

You Hongzhi couldn't bear it any longer and said, "...Come down and change your shoes. Are you going out in slippers?"

Huo Miao hurriedly got off him. For fear of You Hongzhi's cheating or repentance, he had to grab someone's sleeve with one hand when he was sitting on the chair at the entrance to change his shoes. You Hongzhi reluctantly watched him tying his shoelaces awkwardly with one hand, and he wondered how many times he deeply doubted whether this little junior brother had something wrong in his mind.

"You can't get out of the house until you're **** like this."

He pulled the sleeve out of Huo Miao's hand, Huo Miao said urgently, "Don't go..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped in astonishment.

The tyrant who speaks the best in the company, created Yaoling, an online game miracle, and the arrogant You Hongzhi knelt down on one knee in front of him, leaning over and tying his shoelaces.

"Have you ever laced your boyfriend's shoes?" Huo Miao finally asked while Tang Tu was going to the bathroom.

Lu Lianguang had an expression of "Are you crazy?" and couldn't believe it: "You've been holding it for so long, I thought you wanted to ask me some R-level questions—that's what you wanted to ask?"

"Is there any!"

"No, my Bamboo God doesn't have shoes that need laces. What's wrong?"

Huo Miao didn't get the answer he wanted, so he couldn't continue to ask. He looked a little disappointed, but still persevered and asked from a different angle: "Then under what circumstances would you gays help someone you hate to tie their shoes? bring?"

"Being bound to a system that 'If you don't tie your shoes, you will die'." Lu Congguang said speechlessly, "Why do you want to study how we gays tie their shoelaces, what, Tian Qingyi It's your honeymoon, and your company sent you to write a story for the game?"

Huo Miao was lying on the table with a big face.

Lu Lianguang was about to ask again, when Tang Tu came back, he immediately left Huo Miao behind him.

"I'm going to call the waiter over here, so you can order food, okay?" He whispered to Tang Tuo's ear, "Don't be nervous, I'm by the side, if he asks any other questions, I'll answer it for you, Let's try it, shall we?"

Tang Tu rarely eats in restaurants, the main reason is to avoid talking with the waiter directly, but today Lu Lianguang is here, he is not particularly nervous and nodded.

Lu Lianguang took off his jacket, got up and walked outside.

"Your clothes are really stupid." Huo Miao said with great disgust, "I really don't want to sit with you, I feel like everyone else is looking at us."

Lu Lianguang deliberately wore his DIY cultural shirt today, a pure white T-shirt with four black characters: No coriander. Below is a line of small characters handwritten by himself with a pen before going out: the sweet and sour ones are excluded.

Lu Lianguang originally wanted to give Huo Miao a middle finger, but because Tang Tu was here, he cherished his image very much, so he could only pretend to leave a deep sentence "You don't understand", and then went out.

Huo Miao was really puzzled, because he didn't know what the real name of Bamboo Congsheng was, and as soon as Lu Lianguang left, he scolded Tang Zuo: "It's too embarrassing, Bamboo God, we'll sit at a table later and pretend Tsukuru didn't know him."

Tang Tu was older than them, and he felt that it was not polite to call his name directly, so he called Bamboo God along with the people on the Internet.

"He used to wear this dress to the noodle shop every day, and the boss already knew him." Tang Tu didn't answer, and Huo Miao didn't care. Lu Lianguang also greeted him about the illustrious deeds behind the author's author, so he said quite contentedly, "I don't know what happened today, I have to manually add a sentence below, you say..."

"What are you talking about, I'm so happy—hey, Sanshui, how many times have I told you, don't stay so close to him." Lu Lianguang led the waiter back, stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Tuo closer to him, pressing his hand against his The ear asked softly: "Huh? What did you say behind my back?"

"I said I won't sit at a table with you." Tang Tu answered honestly, and added, "I want to sit with you."

Lu Lianguang was full of joy, and it was difficult to be too intimate in public, so he could only use the cover of his sleeves to secretly rub Tang Tu's wrists to express his love. He didn't care what others thought, mainly because Tang Tuo was thin-skinned, and he wouldn't let him go to bed when he was angry. He bullied people too much last night and slept on the sofa all night.

Huo Miao: "..." Why does he want to humiliate himself?

Huo Miao, who thought he fully understood the attributes of the two, changed his strategy. When Tang Tuo ordered the meal and the waiter left, he began to ruthlessly expose Lu Lianguang's dark history.

"We sneaked out the most during the night of 817 in the entire Tibetan repair building." Huo Miao said bitterly, "I was pulled out by him! Every day I run out every day, and the key is that he never fails!"

Tang Tu actually wanted to ask, what are you doing when you run out? But he was too embarrassed to ask Huo Miao, so he could only rub his legs secretly below.

Lu Lianguang glanced at him and smiled dryly: "Which college student hasn't climbed over the wall, there's nothing to say."

Tang Tuo poked his thigh angrily.

Lu Congguang: "...want to hear it?"

Tang Tu poked his thigh in agreement.

So he could only say vaguely: "Well, just... in the middle of the night, go out for a walk, breathe fresh air, it's easy to find inspiration..."

Huo Miao ruthlessly exposed his attempt to disguise himself as a literary and artistic young freshman: "What kind of inspiration, we sneaked out nine times out of ten to eat chapters..." He suddenly froze for a moment for some unknown reason, and changed his mouth, "Eating food. "

Tang Tu didn't make any comments, and Huo Miao didn't care. After all, apart from meeting and saying hello today, this guy hardly talked to him. It seemed that only Lu Lianguang would take care of him if he talked to him.

He thought that Tang Tu was not interested in this topic, so he didn't talk about it.

Only Lu Lianguang knew that the man who didn't seem interested heard his story of going over the wall for supper all the year round, and happily poked him under the table.