Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

"Then I've already kissed you, why don't you continue?" Wei Mingyang supported his head with his hands the next day, leaned on the sofa and quietly watched Yuehan who was busy in the kitchen, "Do you think I'm not good at my body? ?”

"How can it be, my young master, I don't look down on anyone, and I won't look down on you." Yue Han took a spatula, quickly stir-fried the Kung Pao Chicken twice, and then put it out of the pan. , "Hot Kung Pao Chicken, the young master's favorite, and then sprinkled with soul coriander, I know your favorite is coriander, although I think coriander has a bug smell."

Wei Mingyang waved his hands, leaned on the back of the sofa, looked at Yuehan and said, "You don't understand this, my dad said that my mom likes coriander very much, when he is with my mom , I also really hate coriander, but later, my mother ate it every meal, and he was brought by my mother to love coriander."

"There's such a saying? It's really the first time I've heard of it." Yue Han brought Kung Pao Chicken to the table and called Wei Mingyang to eat, "Hurry up and eat, two dishes and one soup. I can’t eat much, so this should be enough, right?”

"Now it's not a question of whether there is enough to eat, but what you did yesterday was just kissing. Why don't you continue?"

Wei Mingyang stood in front of the table, tapping with two fingers on the table, looking unhappy.

"This..." Yue Han looked at Wei Mingyang and sighed heavily, "You have to admit that you have multiple personalities first, and then the two of us can continue talking."

"I..." Wei Mingyang opened his mouth, but finally closed it, and started to eat with a bowl angrily, "You don't want to say it, anyway, I think I am normal."

"I don't think you are abnormal either. Multiple personalities do not mean that you are abnormal. It may just be caused by some kind of stimulation. As long as you are willing to treat, you can be cured."

"Shut up!" Wei Mingyang held the bowl and slammed it on the table, "Do you still want to eat? Do you want me to bite you again?"

"That's it." It seemed that the words could not be continued, Yue Han shrugged, bent slightly, and kissed Wei Mingyang on the mouth, "If we can't talk, don't be angry with me, I'm old , I can’t be mad at you, in case of sudden death, you won’t have me.”

"Can't you say something nice? Day by day, you will either be sick or die, and you will live a long life." Wei Mingyang couldn't help raising his voice to warn Yue Han, "With me covering you, What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything." Yue Han sat opposite the bad-tempered young master, and brought him some food, "Eat more, we won't talk about it."

"You know I shouldn't say it if I don't like to hear it. Hmph!" After Wei Mingyang snorted coldly, he still ate obediently. If he didn't eat well in front of Yue Han, he would end badly. Even if he got angry, I didn't dare to really bite the bullet and confront this old man.

But last night, halfway through doing nothing, this always made Wei Mingyang feel uncomfortable, so he said: "I know you like strong men."

"what?"

Wei Mingyang was unhappy, puffed up his cheeks and said to Yuehan: "Don't tell me you forgot what we were talking about."

Yue Han shook his head, "No, I thought our article was over, why did you bring it up again, my young master, can we eat obediently?"

Wei Mingyang still held his chopsticks tightly, "I will become a strong man who can match you."

"you……"

"You can't run away with another man."

Where is this going? Is there something wrong in the young master's head?How can you be sure that he will run away with another man? "I won't run away."

"But you didn't touch me last night." Wei Mingyang looked very aggrieved.

This hurdle is really impossible to pass.Yue Han sighed heavily, put the bowl and chopsticks on the table, and said, "You really want to know why I didn't touch you?"

"Ah."

"I can't figure out which one of you I like now, is it the weak clingy who is afraid to sleep alone, or the poisonous and arrogant young master, or that coquettish little fairy. "

"I still have a charming side?" Wei Mingyang was very surprised.

"Huh? Don't tell me that you bought those sexy clothes in your state."

"Fun clothes?" Wei Mingyang blushed instantly. He remembered that when he secretly watched a movie one day, he had such an idea, but he didn't expect... to buy it?

It seems that he bought it by himself when he was half asleep, ah... Wei Mingyang slapped himself on the forehead, which really could have created another personality, because his idea of ​​wanting to sleep with Yuehan that night was really true. very strong.

"Did you remember something?" Yue Han propped his chin with both hands, looking at Wei Mingyang for the rest of his life, "Do you know how attractive you were dressed that night?"

"Stop talking...it's just, just a, um, you just think I'm sleepwalking."

Yue Han squinted at him, and finally picked up the bowl again and started to eat, "Just open your eyes and talk nonsense, you clear yourself up, and then ask me why I don't touch you."

"I……"

"Dinner, don't let me say it again, or my temper is not so easy to provoke."

"Oh." Wei Mingyang shrunk his neck, became listless, and obediently picked up his bowl to eat. During the meal, he didn't dare to say a word, but raised his eyes from time to time to see Yue Han's face.

Yue Han was really helpless when he looked at him, "Don't look at me, does the rice grow on my face?"

"No." Wei Mingyang shook his head, "Don't be angry, once you get angry, I feel like I'm going to suffer."

"Then you just wait to suffer."

"Oh……"

For a moment, there was no words between the two of them, only the sound of eating dishes and chopsticks touching the dishes.In the end, Yue Han couldn't hold back anymore, covered his mouth and laughed out loud.

Wei Mingyang felt ashamed when he laughed so hard, "What are you doing!"

"My little master, why are you so obedient? I'm going to be made uncomfortable by you."

"Because, because, you are more Han." Wei Mingyang blushed, hesitatingly said: "If I want to pamper you, I will pamper you casually. I didn't put much effort into it."

Yue Han felt his heart beating wildly for a moment, looked at the young master's face, and was about to say something when the phone rang inappropriately, "Your old man's phone number."

Wei Mingyang: "It should be grandpa asking you to go to the consultation, right? You're about to pick it up. If grandpa asks you to go, go."

"Yeah." Yuehan answered the phone, and as expected, it was Mr. Wei who called him to help with diagnosis and treatment.

He made an appointment with the old man for the afternoon, and was going to ask Zheng Ming to help him send it there.

"Can my grandfather's eyes recover?" Before Yue Han left, Wei Mingyang couldn't help asking him.

"Depending on the situation, I'm just a fake doctor who hasn't graduated from graduate school. If it's really too difficult, I won't be able to cure it." Yue Han thought for a while and said: "It's not that you brag at your grandfather that I have a medical clinic , the old man believed it."

Wei Mingyang blinked his eyes twice, "You have a medical clinic, and I've set it up for you. When you graduate from graduate school and pass the TCM doctor's license, you can go to the medical clinic to pick up jobs."

"Clam?!"