It's my fault if I can't grab the red envelope

Last night, Huo Mingen dragged Liang Qi who was drunk into a puddle. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember where his family lived. In the end, he had no choice but to take him back to his own home.

The two of them didn't share the same room last night. When Huo Mingen woke up in the morning, he remembered that something was in Liang Qi's room, so he sneaked in wearing a nightgown. He didn't expect to see Liang Qi waking up in a daze. Just wanted to tease him.

Huo Mingen looked at Liang Qi's serious face, and suddenly regretted it.

"You... How are you going to be responsible?" After a long time, Huo Mingen asked shyly.

Liang Qi had just woken up from a hangover, and couldn't keep up with the development of the matter, so he impulsively said that he was responsible. He didn't have any plans in his heart. Hearing him ask such a question, he felt a little guilty.

Liang Qi can't be regarded as a serious straight guy. He met a crazy rotten girl at the same table when he was in high school before, and he had some experience with this aspect, so he wasn't too repulsive, but when it was his turn ...

Liang Qi took a peek at Huo Mingen's handsome face, swallowed hard, and said bravely: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect this to happen... I will do what I say! I will take good care of you!"

Huo Mingen had a question mark in his head, is this... the meaning of professing to be together?

After Liang Qi finished speaking, he immediately turned over and got out of bed, found his clothes under the bed, quickly put them on, frowned and smelled the smell of alcohol all over his body, and secretly swore in his heart that he would never drink again from now on!

Liang Qi put on his clothes in a daze, and then he remembered and asked, "Where...is this place?"

"my home."

Liang Qi's heart trembled, he didn't expect this cold-faced little boss to be such a waste!My own home field can still be given to that...

Huo Mingen stood up, stared at him and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Liang Qi rushed over immediately and pushed Huo Mingen back on the bed, and lowered his voice as much as possible and said, "Lie down for a while, don't move around, I'll make you something to eat."

"... Cook me something to eat?" Huo Mingen asked blankly.

"Ah, I'm actually pretty good at crafting. Don't look at me as a programmer." Liang Qi smiled, turned and left the room.

Huo Mingen lay on the bed and touched the shoulder that Liang Qi pressed just now, feeling a little warm for no reason.

Liang Qi was successfully blindsided by the empty refrigerator in Huo Mingen's house. After thinking about it, he finally sneaked out to check the house number, took out his phone and ordered a takeaway.

Huo Mingen has been lying on the bed pretending to be dead, expecting the virtuous snail girl to prepare delicious food for him, but he didn't expect two takeaways...

"This...you made it?" Huo Mingen hesitated as he looked at the disposable lunch box with the obvious logo.

Liang Qi nodded shamelessly, "Well, let's eat. Your family doesn't have tableware, so I made a disposable lunch box."

Huo Mingen stirred the gruel in the bowl with a spoon, dumbfounded.

Liang Qi looked at Huo Mingen embarrassingly, and asked tentatively, "How about... I feed you?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Huo Mingen choked hard, coughed for a long time before recovering, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I..."

"Don't be shy," Liang Qi interrupted him, "Although I haven't had that experience... But I also understand a little bit, knowing that it's not very good."

Huo Mingen almost choked again, covered his mouth and calmed down, thinking that he should explain clearly, otherwise it doesn't matter if there is any scandal with him, and it will be bad if his reputation is damaged.

"I won't say anything, don't worry." Liang Qi suddenly said again.

Huo Mingen was stunned, and looked up at him in surprise, this kid can't read minds, right?

"I don't know what you think, I actually..." Liang Qi said hesitantly: "I just thought about it, the victim of this matter is you, it's not good for me to keep making my own decisions... It's up to you to make a decision."

Huo Mingen put the small bowl on the bedside table, stared at Liang Qi's red ears for a long time, and said maliciously: "You are right, since you let me decide—" Huo Mingen pretended to think, "Why don't you You give me the last time!"