Please don't be so hard on me!

When the "Diamond Sutra" single cycled to No. 20 times, a horn sounded outside the door, which scared Miao Cun so much that his whole body shivered.Then the chanting was interrupted and the bell rang.Miao Cun picked up the phone, and Luo Minghan said on the other end: "There is a driver picking you up outside, accompany me to interview someone."

"What does your interview have to do with me—"

Before finishing a sentence, Luo Minghan hung up.The driver got out of the car, rang the doorbell twice, and asked politely, "Mr. Miao, are you ready to go?"

Miao Cun opened the door. Inside the knitted sweater was a white T-shirt with smudges. The driver said understandingly, "Mr. Luo said, you can wear this suit. You don't need to change. I'll send it back to you later."

Miao Cun sat on the shoe stool and put on his shoes. The "Diamond Sutra" continued to play, and the driver finally couldn't help but said, "...your painting ceremony is quite unique."

Miao Cun said calmly, "Purify your heart."

It was said that it was an interview, but it was not Guomao, nor a coffee shop, but Luo Minghan's home.

After getting out of the car, someone greeted him. Miao Cun felt familiar, and remembered that they were the housekeeper and servants of the Luo family, a man and a woman, waiting at the entrance.

The housekeeper smiled kindly: "Mr. Luo has a business meeting in the afternoon, you start first, he told you, today you have the final say."

"Farewell to you." Miao Cun couldn't stand the politeness, "Call me Miao Miao."

The housekeeper nodded: "My surname is Qian. Mr. Miao Miao is the same as Mr. Luo. Just call me Aunt Qian. This is Uncle Ze."

She is very familiar with this kind of process, because Mr. Luo will always bring such a fresh face to stay at home for a year or two. Waiting for the day when Luo Minghan gets bored.

After serving for a long time, Aunt Qian's heart is like a mirror. Miao Cun is no different from the previous ones, and he also has a time limit for tasting.

For Luo Minghan, the only difference is the one who is in charge of the decoration of this house. If that person is willing to come back, then Luo Minghan will cut off all the romance without blinking.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, which was the unique smell of fragrant leaves of Dai cuisine, and Miao Cun was stunned on the spot.The thoughts in Aunt Qian's heart disappeared without a trace, she still smiled politely: "Mr. Luo came up with a whim and wanted to invest in a Dai cuisine restaurant. I heard that Miao Miao lived in Banna when she was a child, so I invite you to help taste it."

Miao Cun believed it, because he knew that he was not very important to anyone, including Luo Minghan.

When he was seated, Uncle Ze handed him a menu handwritten by the chef and introduced him, "Laos iced coffee, perfumed coconut smoothie, mango sticky rice, pounded chicken feet, lemon chicken wings, Dai flavor mixed with seafood——Miao Miao Sir, eat less, just one or two bites of each item is enough, there are many more in the future - Thai-style chili squid, Burmese-style lemongrass fried fish, Tom Yum Kung soup, curry king fried crab, papaya, papaya custard Jelly, lemon jelly, mango in oyster sauce—” Uncle Ze closed the menu, “and some Dai-style home cooking.”

Miao Cun: "..."

It was indeed prepared to open a restaurant.

It's hard to tell how many Thai, Lao, Burmese, and Vietnamese flavors, fragrant leaves, and cooking methods are mixed in the Dai flavor, but they all have the same appetizers, fresh, spicy, and refreshing. When Luo Minghan arrived home, he was only halfway through trying dishes. The plate was full, and Miao Cun's lips were a little swollen from eating, and they were rosy, making people want to suck and suck them in their mouths.

Aunt Qian wanted to speak out, but Luo Minghan raised his hand to stop her, looked at Miao Cun silently behind the screen, and then asked in a low voice, "What did he say?"

"It is said that iced coffee is authentic only when it is wrapped in a plastic bag and then carried in a paper bag. It is more atmospheric than served in a glass. It is said that in Banna, locals often go shopping at the night market with iced coffee in one hand."

Luo Minghan laughed and shook his head.He was so serious, he thought he was really going to open a restaurant, so the suggestion he made was very pertinent.

"What else?" Luo Minghan continued to ask, "What does he like to eat?"

Aunt Qian observed carefully and reported the names of several dishes, "Mr. Miao Miao likes desserts, coconut and mango, and panna cotta."

What else did Luo Minghan want to ask, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw that Miao Cun had bitten into some kind of chili pepper, and it was so hot that he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue and breathed out.Luo Minghan rushed forward and stuffed the lemonade glass into his hand.

"Eat slowly."

Miao Cun glanced at Luo Minghan while raising his head to pour water.

Tears were pouring out, the corners of his eyes were red, and he looked pitiful.

When the cup was put down, Luo Minghan saw that the tip of his nose was also red, his fair face was translucent like powder, and his lips were stained with water,...it was even more pitiful.

Luo Minghan picked up the mint leaves on the plate and chewed them raw.

Miao Cun asked, "What are you doing?" His voice was very nasal, and it sounded a bit whiny.

Luo Minghan said two short words: "Go to the fire."

"I've finished trying it," Miao Cun took a small silver spoon to dig out the coconut milk to freeze and defrost it. "I think it's very good, very authentic."

"How do you like it?"

Miao Cun nodded: "When you open, I will ask my classmates to cheer you on."

Luo Minghan couldn't help laughing, pulled a chair and sat down in front of him, taunting him and asked, "Why is your classmate treated better than me? Didn't you just treat me to Lanzhou ramen and quick-frozen buns?"

Miao Cun choked for a moment, and said annoyedly: "Then I won't invite you, I wish you a happy family."

Luo Minghan asked Uncle Ze to invite the chef out, and said to him: "You have been hired, go thank your boss."

The chef bowed repeatedly to Miao Cun with a silly smile on his face.Dai cuisine is small, so he can only work as an assistant in some Southeast Asian fusion cuisine restaurants. Luo Minghan charged him a high price, not to mention serving one person is far more trouble-free than serving a room full of people.

Miao Cun stood up, feeling a little uncomfortable thanking him, "You don't have to be so polite——"

Luo Minghan took his hand: "If there is anything you want to eat in the future, just tell him directly."

All the words were silently swallowed into his stomach, Miao Cun's eyes widened, looking very ignorant.Luo Minghan revealed the answer: "From now on, this will be your exclusive chef."

Miao Cun: "!"

Luo Minghan pulled him into his arms and sat down: "Send you back?"

Miao Cun only nodded his head.

Luo Minghan pinched his chin, and said softly: "Is there no reward?"

Miao Cun came back to his senses: "Thank you."

Luo Minghan: "..."

Miao Cun said solemnly: "I heard from the teacher in the public etiquette class last time that adding 'you' after 'thank you' will make people feel more respected and appreciated." He hesitated, "...Brother Luo— -Well!"

His pupils were dilated by the kiss, and Luo Minghan said in his ears: "The teacher taught enough to strangers, not enough to boyfriends. I am more used to this kind of gratitude."

After kissing again and again, he asked Miao Cun, "This is a new etiquette, have you learned it yet?"

Miao Cun nodded.

Luo Minghan said, "I think you haven't learned enough."

Kissing again, Miao Cun pushed his shoulder, but Luo Minghan remained as still as a mountain, and the tip of his nose pressed against him: "Have you learned it this time?"

Miao Cun nodded desperately, the base of his tongue was numb from the sucking.

Luo Minghan took some time off, and said in a deep and intimate voice, "Then you can thank him again now."

Miao Cun: "..."

This teacher is too good.

Obviously already gentle enough for this kind of sake, but Luo Minghan had a heart of stone and personally sent Miao Cun home.

It's getting dark.

This time he didn't kiss anyone at the entrance and refused to let him go. Luo Minghan said goodbye cleanly, but Miao Cun pulled the door and asked meaningfully: "Are you going to leave now? Do you have to go?"

"There is entertainment in the evening."

"I……"

Luo Minghan asked sarcastically, "Why, are you afraid?"

Miao Cun had a cold face, and he slammed the door shut.

It was a good day, but at night it changed its face and the wind blew, the rain hit the glass curtain, and the trees and grass in the garden became ghostly.Miao Cun closed the curtains with a swipe, and listened to the "Diamond Sutra" in a daze.Because enthusiastic netizens said that "The Great Compassion Mantra" is also effective, he has already played two songs in rotation.

But it didn't work.

He is not afraid of heaven and earth, only ghosts.

Helplessness turned into anger, anger turned into grievance, and grievance turned into anger. After calling Luo Minghan twice to no avail, the anger reached its peak. Luo Minghan had just finished his final toast with his partner when he saw a message on WeChat: " separate!"

Luo Minghan: "..."

Seeing him startled facing the phone and laughing out loud, the cooperation side looked at each other, "Boss Luo?"

Luo Minghan returned his mobile phone, raised his glass gracefully and said, "Let's stop here today, I'm ashamed, I'll rush back to coax people."

He is now going to the University City to familiarize himself with the road, and the headlights of the Land Rover broke through the rain. He called Miao Cun back: "Why are you losing your temper?"

Miao Cunshuo wrapped the quilt tightly on the bed: "Tell me now, that story is false, right?"

"it is true."

Miao Cun huddled under the quilt with his whole body, and there was an indistinct tremor in his voice: "Brother Luo, I'm afraid."

Luo Minghan stepped on the accelerator lightly, but did not exceed the speed limit, the bastard said: "Come on."

There is no sincerity in these two words. After all, not only was he not speeding, but he also stopped in an orderly manner at red light intersections that were so quiet that no ghosts came and there were no cameras.

The few steps he got out of the car caught some rain, which wet his shirt.After the sound of the lock being unlocked, Miao Cun's face appeared from behind the door. His face was frighteningly white. The moment he saw Luo Minghan, he bit his lips and his eyes felt hot, and he threw himself into his arms.

Luo Minghan hugged him, teasing him for his timidity.

In my heart, I can't help but feel that Miao Cun is indeed "smart", born with love, born with skills, and knows how to arouse people's love and pity.

He wrapped his arms around Miao Cun's thin shoulders and kept kissing his forehead, "Okay, okay," he whispered into his ear, "I'm so scared—"

Before he could finish his words, Luo Minghan suddenly stopped talking.

Because Myuu was shaking violently in his arms.

This kind of trembling is definitely not a trembling for fun, pretending to be hypocritical, but a real trembling that oozes out from the bone cracks one after another, extremely cold and frightening.

"Miaomiao?" He froze and called his nickname in disbelief.

Miao Cun didn't say a word, just clinging closer to his arms.

The wetness on the shoulders wet by the rain was more obvious, and it was scorching hot.

"You're so slow." He complained aggrievedly.

Luo Minghan froze all over, feeling caught off guard for the first time in his life.

Miao Cun asked him hoarsely, with his palm-sized face upturned and his chin pointed: "Can you not go?"

Luo Minghan succeeded in his goal, but he didn't have the pleasure he expected, because it was far from the scene he wanted.Miao Cun was so frightened that he almost fell ill, and asked him to follow and guard step by step, and asked him to chat with him constantly while taking a bath.

He even took out his cell phone to search for fairy tales.

The frosted glass blocked all ambiguous sightlines, and Luo Minghan read fairy tales to Miao Cun intermittently while leaning against the door to smoke.

As a person who didn't believe in fairy tales when he was young, he cursed nonsense in his heart while reading.

Miao Cun stopped talking, only the shower was rustling and raining.

When he came out, his eyes were red.

Luo Minghan was so clever that he wiped his hair while asking in a low voice, "Don't even dare to close your eyes?"

Miao Cun nodded, he didn't dare to close his eyes for a moment while taking a bath.

As long as you close your eyes, you can recall the scene when you were a child.

Because he was late in speaking, he was still dumb when he was five years old, and he could only say simple "mother", "hungry" and "want", and adults said he was a fool.

The children followed suit, and I don't know which older child took the lead in booing, saying that there is a mysterious and evil ritual of inviting the "God", as long as a mute is locked in the dark and keeps scaring him and telling him ghost stories , Burning incense, burning paper and sprinkling incense ashes, making him insane and insane, the "god" will attach to his body.

They simply want to experience it, and Miao Cun is an abnormal and sick child, so it is so natural to try him.

He was imprisoned in a dark room for a long time without going crazy. He just kept banging on the door and crying and shouting. The children were tired, and the ghost stories were exhausted. When he remembered that he hadn't finished his homework, he left it. He rushed away.

Mom found him through the abnormal ashes of incense paper. When the door was opened, the incense burner spilled all over the floor, paper money floated everywhere, and Miao Cun's face was covered with white incense ash, mottled by tears.The hand was forcibly ripped off from the mouth, and on the back of the hand was a row of tooth marks so deep that blood had already been seen.

He is now 19 years old. He is not afraid of heaven, earth, bad people, diseases, favoritism and abuse. He is still only afraid of ghosts.

Luo Minghan dried his hair and carried him to sleep.The quilt can bring all kinds of security, but it is not enough for Miao Cun.He stuffed his hand into Luo Minghan's palm, asking him to hold him.

"Don't go."

Luo Minghan tucked in the quilt for him, "I won't leave."

Miao Cun closed his eyes, and after a few minutes, opened them again to confirm his existence.

"Aren't you really going to leave?" He asked uncertainly, his dark eyes staring at Luo Minghan for a split second.

It's a lot like a child dependent on the only adult that matters in life.He depended on him desperately, longed for him fervently.

Luo Minghan smiled, "I really won't leave."

He didn't like hypocritical people, and he became a little impatient, and the fun turned into boring in the end, but he still had a strong sense of novelty for Miao Cun, so he still had the patience to play house with him.

But don't take advantage of the bastard, Luo Minghan unbuttoned his shirt button by button, lifted the quilt and lay down.

Miao Cun pillowed his arm and buried himself in his chest.Even the air to breathe seems to be only the small hot space in Luo Minghan's arms.

Luo Minghan felt that he was very skilled, as if someone had hugged and accompanied him like this before.

There was no reason for this idea, but it made Luo Minghan lose his mind for a moment.

He seemed a little jealous of the enemy he had never met.

"Miaomiao," he stroked Miao Cun's neck and jaw, and finally remembered to ask, "Why are you so afraid of ghosts?"

Miao Cun seemed to have fallen asleep, but he said in a dream: "...I told you," put his hands on his face obediently, and blamed him very aggrieved and naturally: "...you forgot."

There was a sudden twitch in my heart, followed by an overwhelming pain like suffocation.Luo Minghan clenched his hand: "...Miao Cun, who are you thinking about?"