C15

Listening to Ling Chen's steady breathing, Su Yuyang's anger began to rise. If Ling Chen hadn't deleted his text, he wouldn't have needed to waste more than two hours on writing. What was even more despicable was that the culprit not only didn't have the slightest bit of apology, but had even fallen asleep on his bed.

Looking at Ling Chen's face, there was still a smile on his face.

Su Yuyang's entire face was filled with annoyance. Not only was it because Ling Chen had deleted his script, but it was also because Ling Chen had deleted his script, allowing him to sleep so peacefully.

Ai ai ai ai, I'm not an easily angered person, why would I ?

Su Yuyang couldn't figure it out, so he simply tossed this question to the side.

"Ling second!" Su Yuyang shouted loudly, his hand still shaking Ling Chen's body. Ling Chen backhanded Su Yuyang's face with a slap, as he muttered, "Stop messing around." With that, he turned around and continued sleeping.

Ling Zhen pouted, his pink lips attracting Su Yuyang's attention. In front of Su Yuyang's eyes was a second's worth of soft lips, and beside his ear was a second's worth of delicate moans. For some unknown reason, Su Yuyang had bent his body. Seeing that their lips were about to collide, Su Yuyang suddenly sobered up. At this moment, Ling Chen turned around, and his lips brushed Su Yuyang's.

Ling second didn't feel anything unusual, but Su Yuyang's heart began to fiercely beat. Although it was just a light touch, it wasn't as intense as the kiss he had with his boyfriend in the past, but it still gave him a far greater palpitation.

Su Yuyang looked at Ling Chen on the bed. It was unknown what was going through his mind, but his brows were furrowed with struggle. Suddenly, Su Yuyang raised his leg and forcefully kicked Ling Chen's butt. Ling Chen rolled from one side of the bed to the other, and then smoothly fell to the ground. After falling to the ground, he continued to roll forward, smashing into the wall, and bounced back.

Ling Chen woke up from his sleep, rubbing the place where he had knocked against and letting out a painful sound. "Hiss ? ?"

"You're awake?" Su Yuyang casually asked with a carefree tone.

Ling Chen was puzzled as to why he had suddenly fallen to the ground. However, when he saw Su Yuyang's relaxed face, he immediately tossed his puzzlement to the side. Ling Zhen threw himself in front of Su Yuyang and asked, "An update?"

"Yes." Su Yuyang's gaze fell onto the computer screen, "At the last second, it was transmitted over."

From Su Yuyang's words, it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. However, Ling Chen could only secretly rejoice: if Su Yuyang wasn't angry, didn't that mean he had escaped calamity?

Ling Zhen was afraid that Su Yuyang would suddenly turn hostile, so he laughed and said goodbye to Su Yuyang before disappearing out the door.

"This boy ?" Su Yuyang drummed his fingers on the table as an unfathomable smile appeared on his face, as if he was considering what lesson he should teach Ling Chen.

Over the next few days, Su Yuyang and Ling Zhen's life together didn't stir much, and this month had also reached its final day.

It was almost time for dinner. Ling Chen was busy in the kitchen.

Su Yuyang went out to pour some water. When he returned to his room, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ling Chen's back figure busy with his work. Suddenly, his line of sight couldn't leave Ling Chen's body.

Ling Chen looked small and thin, with a height of only 1.75 meters. He had narrow shoulders and a narrow waist that made people want to pity him. Below him was a tight, perky buttocks, and tight jeans that outlined his straight, slender legs.

After admiring Ling Chen's back figure, Su Yuyang's attention shifted back to Ling Chen's movements. Su Yuyang's line of sight followed Ling Chen's hand as it moved. He watched Ling Chen scoop the food onto the plate, and then turned around as he watched Ling Chen.

"Crap!"

The instant Ling Chen turned around, Su Yuyang finally reacted. However, Ling Chen was able to see that he had turned his head away from her in that instant.

"Eat." Ling Chen said half-heartedly.

Su Yuyang responded with a blank look.

When he had been discovered peeping just now, Su Yuyang hadn't shown any sign of awkwardness. Instead, it had been Ling Yuheng who was greatly different from the past.

Ling Zhen used his chopsticks to poke at the rice in his bowl, occasionally sending a few grains of rice into his mouth. Su Yuyang finished his bowl of rice and wanted to ask Ling Chen to fill another bowl for his, but when he saw Ling Chen's face, he suddenly stopped.

The amount of rice in Ling Chen's bowl didn't decrease at all. On Su Yuyang's forehead, a look of worry appeared.

"Looking at your worried expression, is there anything I can help you with?"

"That ?" Ling Zhen looked at Su Yuyang, his eyes flashing with a scorching light. Su Yuyang's expression didn't change as he looked into Ling Chen's eyes. In his heart, he felt a little regretful: "Hey, why do I like to meddle in other people's business?"

"Brother Su, it's already the end of the month. My salary ?" He wanted to say something, but Su Yuyang glared at him and he could only swallow his words back down his throat.

Su Yuyang sat up straight and pondered, "I remember that you have an intern period of one and a half months. According to our contract, the intern period's salary is one quarter of your official salary. "But ?"

At the turning point, Su Yuyang stopped and his tone became a bit colder. Ling Chen did not seem to be disappointed, as if he had already expected this. He helplessly said, "You're late for work, leave early after work. You haven't completed the task that the boss gave you, so I deserve the payment, but ?"

"Since you already know, then hurry up and eat." Su Yuyang left after saying those words. Looking at his back, he seemed a bit embarrassed, but he didn't see it in Ling Chen's eyes.

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