yellow sorghum

"Hey," Ajie blushed suddenly, and stammered, "That kid just smiled at you."

Qi Sen hummed, and he remained silent, but the roots of his ears slowly turned red.

"Forget it, forget it," Ajie pretended to wipe his nose, he laughed twice, "I'll go and order for him."

After speaking, he wiped his hands with a towel, and ran over in a hurry.

He stood in front of Yu Minglang's desk, with a standard smile, his eyes full of undisguised scrutiny and jokes, but not too rude: "Sir, what do you need?"

Yu Minglang flipped through the heavy packaged wine list, and swipe his fingers aimlessly. After a while, he raised his head and smiled at Ajie: "I want a cup of hot cocoa."

Good, so cute!

"Oh, yes, a cup of hot cocoa."

Ajie wrote it down in a panic, and glanced at Yu Minglang, only to find that he was staring behind him in a daze.

"That..." I saw the beautiful boy bit his lips, as if he was a little embarrassed, a blush flew up on his face, he was very cute, he pointed to the bar, "You can ask him to deliver are you coming?"

Ajie raised his eyebrows and laughed twice: "Of course, the customer is God."

Yu Minglang smiled lightly, "Thank you."

Just as he was about to turn around, he turned around again when he thought of something, and winked at Yu Minglang: "You come here often as a guest, do you want to get a VIP ticket? There's also a [-]% discount."

Without even thinking about it, he said, "Okay."

Ajie's favorability towards Yu Minglang has increased a lot, not only is he good-looking, but also generous, he thought in his heart, Qi Sen, if you meet such a person, marry him!

Ajie went back to the counter and bumped Qi Sen with his elbow: "Go quickly, make a cup of hot cocoa for our VIP and bring it over."

Qi Sen glanced at Ajie coldly, put down the things in his hands, and went to make hot cocoa for Yu Minglang.

He put the cup on the tray and looked up there, only to see Yu Minglang was also looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth and eyes full of anticipation.

Qi Sen was absent-minded, and even spilled a little while pouring the milk.

When Ajie reminded him, he let out a dull sound and wiped the table with a towel.

The metal shell of the machine just reflected Yu Minglang who was sitting by the window, even if he didn't turn around, he could still feel that the boy was looking at him all the time.

He was impulsive that day, and he still doesn’t know what was going on in his mind at that time, and how he posted it. His mind was blank, probably because the lights were too dim and the air was too dull at that time. It made him lose his mind. If it wasn't for that time, he could still treat Yu Minglang with a normal heart. Even if he escaped in the end, to the person outside, it was equivalent to an invitation in disguise, giving him a glimmer of hope.

He squeezed the towel in his hand, and let out a long sigh of relief. He couldn't give Yu Minglang what he wanted, so he couldn't give him hope for nothing. Some things had to be made clear in person.

"Guest, your cocoa."

Yu Minglang hasn't moved his eyes away since he came out from the bar, and the love in his eyes is undisguised.

There was a smile on his face: "Thank you."

Qi Sen put down the tray, lowered his eyes and said, "This cup please."

Yu Minglang took a sip, his mouth was covered with a layer of white bubbles, his eyes narrowed: "Okay."

But Qi Sen hadn't left yet, he hesitated for a while, raised his eyes and said, "Are you free later?"

Yu Minglang put down the cup, stroking the wall of the cup with his slender fingers: "Yes."

Qi Sen coughed lightly: "I still have half an hour to get off work, if you are not busy, wait for me, I have something to say to you."

His expression can be said to be indifferent, which is not a good sign. Qi Sen has always been gentle and polite to him before, but since that gaffe, he no longer has the patience he used to have with Yu Minglang. He avoided it.

Yu Minglang's drooping eyebrows blocked the slyness in his eyes, and the hot cocoa in his mouth was sweet and greasy, remaining in his mouth.

After getting off work, Qi Sen changed into his regular clothes, stood at the bar, Yu Minglang followed behind him, Ajie blinked at him, and he smiled back.

The glass door of the coffee shop was pushed open with a "Dingling" sound, the two of them walked out, the cold wind swept over Yu Minglang's neck, causing him to flinch.

Qi Sen glanced at him lightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't say the words of concern in the end.

Yu Minglang put his hands in his coat, he looked up at Qi Sen, his nose turned red from the cold: "What do you want to tell me?"

Qi Sen let out a hot breath: "I'm sorry."

Yu Minglang: "Huh?"

"I'm sorry about that day."

Yu Minglang stared at his leather shoes, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qi Sen looked a little struggling and annoyed, his brows were frowned together: "I was impulsive that day, I'm sorry."

"Don't keep apologizing." Yu Minglang's voice was a little nasal, and he gave a low laugh, "Didn't I take the initiative? Why are you apologizing?"

Qi Sen: "..."

"I hugged you and you kissed me, isn't that what it is?" He looked into Qi Sen's eyes with a calm look inside, "You kissed me, isn't that the best answer for you?"

Qi Sen was stunned, and after he realized it, he hurriedly said: "No, no, I didn't."

He explained indiscriminately, at a loss, and finally seemed to be unable to think of any words, his face flushed red: "It's not what you think!"

Yu Minglang stopped in his tracks. He stretched out his hand in his sleeve, exposing it to the cool air, and said, "It's really cold."

In the next second, before Qi Sen could react, those hands wrapped around his neck like snakes. The hands were so strong that it hurt him a little. He seemed to see Yu Minglang's eyes flashing in a daze. There was a hint of a smile, and the next moment, his soft lips stuck to it, Qi Sen's head went blank, as if he had crashed, Yu Minglang just stuck to it, his toes stood on tiptoe, and his arms wrapped around Qi Sen's neck.

"Is that so, that day..."

The lips against his squirmed slightly, and Qi Sen was stunned. He pushed Yu Minglang away, and Yu Minglang staggered and hit the light pole. He took a painful breath, but before he waited, A muffled smile spilled out of his mouth.

Qi Sen stared at Yu Minglang, who was bending over with a smile, in astonishment, his lips trembled slightly in anger, and the blush on his face had spread to his collar at this moment.

"you you······"

Tears welled up in the corners of Yu Minglang's eyes: "Hahahahahahaha..."

"You play with me?"

Qi Sen's fists were clenched together, and great shame enveloped him, and the person in front of him kissed him just now, as if it was a prank.

Yu Minglang straightened up: "I didn't play with you."

He put his hands back into his trousers again, and regained his usual dignity. His pupils were like black gemstones, shining slightly in the sun: "I'm laughing at you."

"Laugh at you stupid."

His words were like a sigh, and there was a little melancholy in those beautiful eyes: "Obviously I was tempted, but I was still kept in the dark."

His words made Qi Sen stunned on the spot.

"It was the same that day. You pushed me away at the end."

Yu Minglang stood not far away with a smile and looked at him. The expression on his face was full of confidence that he was determined to win. He was completely different from his usual self. He was noble and cold, just like a Yu Minglang that Qi Sen had never known. Yu Minglang.

Like a king, he said to Qi Sen: "Admit it, you like me."

The arrogance in those eyes and the smile on his face made Qi Sen feel a little more irritated. He didn't like Yu Minglang looking at him with that expression. This beautiful face can only be filled with admiration for him. Love, he hated this feeling, hated the arrogance on his face that completely conquered him.