Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Lou Ye’s heart was beating wildly: “Now…
So... they are really just a relationship of sponsor and sponsored person?
Lou Ye stared at the young man in front of him.
Mingle didn't understand. He thought it was only right for him to use his card. With Louye's meager salary, what if he kept spending his money and ended up bankrupting him?
Ming Le secretly raised his eyes to observe the man whose face had turned pale. He felt a little frightened and didn't know how to answer his question for a moment.
He looked at the card in his hand. It was neither right to hand it over nor to take it back. He stood there awkwardly.
He didn't say anything. Lou Ye withdrew his gaze, turned around and left without looking at him again.
Seeing the direction he left, Ming Le got angry and kicked him hard on the back, raised his middle finger with his right hand, and looked depressed.
What kind of dog temper?
Who is the one being kept?
He didn't even want the card I gave him. It was obvious that his uncle's mistresses were very happy when his uncle used the card to spend money.
Lou Ye is really hard to please.
However, despite thinking so much in his mind, Ming Le didn't have the courage to say it out loud. He subconsciously felt that if Lou Ye knew that he compared him to his little lover, he would be even more angry?
The person who had already walked far away suddenly stopped and turned back. He frowned when he saw Mingle's action.
Ming Le swallowed guiltily and silently hid his fingers behind his back.
"Why aren't you following?" Lou Ye asked in a deep voice.
"Oh, here I come!" Ming Le replied. He despised himself in his heart for being so useless.
But Lou Ye is his male idol, and he is just enjoying the novelty of the new thing. What else can he do except pamper him?
Ming Le glanced around. Although Lou Ye was well hidden, many people were already glancing at them. Just in case, they should leave quickly.
After taking a look at the young man approaching, Lou Ye's expression eased a little. Why would he bother with a kid who knew nothing?
"Give me the schoolbag."
Mingle obeyed and said, "Can I come to your new home to take a look? I can go directly to school from your place tomorrow."
Lou Ye didn't say anything.
Ming Le raised his eyes and glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curling up secretly. If he didn't refuse, wouldn't that mean he acknowledged what he said? If he acknowledged what he said, wouldn't that mean he agreed?
Not only does he find a way to save face for himself, but the male god is also quite easy to talk to.
Ming Lezhen followed him happily.
When Mingle arrived at Lou Ye's new home, he saw that it was really close to their school, and it would not take more than ten minutes to walk there.
Lou Ye opened the door with his schoolbag in one hand. He had the structural diagram of the apartment on his mobile phone, but this was actually his first time there.
Ming Le's thoughts were brewing again: "Record my fingerprint, otherwise I won't be able to get in when you're not here next time I come to see you." He made such a request to someone else's house and didn't feel that his request was unreasonable at all.
Anyway, he felt that he and Lou Ye had a very good relationship, so there was no need to be so clear about boundaries.
Lou Ye: "Yeah." He walked in first and put Mingle's schoolbag on the sofa.
I don’t know if the young master has a hobby of cross-dressing to pretend to be poor. He doesn’t change the black schoolbag in his hand even though it has been washed white.
And the material feels cheap.
"Brother Lou Ye, I've finished recording." Ming Le came in and saw a flash of confusion in Lou Ye's eyes.
He raised his hand to rub his eyes, lowered his head, and pouted: "When I was in school before, my classmates knew that I was the young master of the Ming family. They treated me well on the surface, but they actually isolated me in private."
"They also thought I was weak and good-tempered, easy to bully, and I didn't dare tell my parents or teachers when I was bullied."
Lou Ye felt as if his heart was stabbed when he heard this. The young master was indeed obedient and gentle.
Ming Le wrinkled his nose and spoke in a low voice, his shoulders twitching. "He also locked me in the bathroom and splashed me with the water used to soak the mop."
He buried his head, and Lou Ye couldn't see his expression. He hugged him in his arms with heartache: "They are all bad kids." Lou Ye's fingers trembled with the force, and he coaxed in a low voice, "You are a good kid."
Lou Ye actually took the initiative to hug him?! Ming Le's heart beat faster, and he froze in his arms without reacting.
But it smells really good. Mingle rubbed his face against Louye's solid chest. What big pecs! Is this the male mother the girls in the class were talking about?
He moved like a kitten, and Lou Ye thought he was wiping his tears. He looked down and saw Ming Le's intoxicated face, his dark eyes were bright, he didn't look like he had been crying at all, he was just cunning.
Mingle is lying to him!
Looking at the arms that he had extended to him, Lou Ye let go of him with a gloomy expression.
Ming Le smiled at him: "How about it, Brother Lou Ye, can my acting win the Best Actor Award?"
Naughty.
Lou Ye glanced at him indifferently, ignored him, and turned away.
Mingle stuck out his tongue indifferently and followed the man.
Lou Ye had someone move his things in advance, and Geng Zhao brought his luggage over during the day and left.
Mingle walked around the room and found several pieces of clothing that were his size!
He also saw the doghouse and dog food prepared for the dog, which was the imported brand that Snowball often ate!
"Lou Ye." Ming Le opened his mouth, "You must have moved here just for me!"
This is the truth!
What do you mean by being influenced by the academic atmosphere? Lou Ye is usually either running around for announcements or filming on the set. Can he be influenced by it?
Lou Ye did not answer this question directly.
"It's for you to wear. You always come to me and don't prepare anything for yourself." Lou Ye looked calm.
"Snowball's dog food is the same. You brought him here, and I didn't prepare any. Are you going to starve him?" Lou Ye added, "He's almost unrecognizable because of his weight loss."
Ming Le's eyes widened: "You, you, you, it's almost as fat as a ball!"
Refuse to admit it.
I am his financial sponsor, and as the one being kept, he should really please me and there is no need to feel embarrassed.
Ming Le rolled his eyes but didn't expose him: "Okay, then from now on when you're at home, I won't let my family send me lunch at noon. I'll just come to your place to eat, drink and sleep."
Lou Ye achieved his goal and was in a good mood: "Yeah."
Mingle naturally moved into another room and carried his schoolbag in.
The decoration style of this room is very different from Lou Ye’s room. It is bright and warm, which is what he likes.
But he felt that there was no need to prepare two rooms, as he liked to sleep with Lou Ye.
Which fan doesn’t want to get close to their idol?
Anyway, he was willing. Even if the embarrassing thing happened last time, Ming Le rubbed his face as if he couldn't bear it.
He made up his mind that when it was time to go to bed, he would go to bed.
The two of them came back late, so after washing up, Mingle put on the new pajamas prepared by Lou Ye and went to his room.
"Lou Ye." He pulled the door handle, but it didn't open?
Mingle put his ear to the door but heard no sound.
He snorted. No wonder Lou Ye wanted to take a shower first. It turned out that he was staying here to guard against him.
Is it necessary? He is not a chaste woman. Why would I make myself look like a pervert who takes advantage of him?
Mingle pinched his chin and thought, am I that kind of person?
It's just that she looks good to him and has a good figure. He is not interested in a grown man.
Mingle kicked the door and returned to his room angrily.
Seeing that it was getting late, Mingle stopped playing games so as not to be unable to get up tomorrow morning.
But he obviously overestimated himself. Some people cannot get up early the next day just by going to bed early. When he was at home, the housekeeper would urge him in advance every day.
At Lou Ye's place, when Lou Ye came back from running in the morning, he saw breakfast still on the table and Ming Le had not woken up yet.
Fortunately, he came back early enough.
Did he think Mingle would get up on time, wash up, eat breakfast, and go to school with his schoolbag?
He walked to the room where Ming Le slept. After what happened last time, Lou Ye knocked on the door first. After waiting for a while without any response, he pushed the door open and went in.
The young man on the bed wrapped himself up like a silkworm cocoon, revealing only his rosy face from sleeping and messy, slightly curly and fluffy hair.
She sleeps soundly and looks cute when she sleeps.
"Ming Le." He touched Ming Le's head, and Ming Le rubbed his fingers unconsciously.
So good.
Lou Ye poked his cheek with his fingers, feeling the soft and smooth touch. Normally, a shallow dimple would appear at this spot when the young master pursed his lips, but now that he was asleep, it was completely hidden.
Her lips were also rosy, as if she had applied lip balm, making people unable to resist making them more colorful. Lou Ye's eyes were dark, but he didn't dare to touch them.
Mingle felt his face itchy, so he reached out and scratched it. He slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the person beside the bed, he curled his lips and said, "Good morning."
Lou Ye stood nearby, one hand in his pocket: "It's getting late."
Mingle took the phone from the bedside table and looked at the time. It was only seven o'clock, and they didn't start morning self-study until half past seven.
The phone vibrated a few times, and Mingle opened the WeChat message page. He was instantly speechless when he saw the menu that popped up.
He is a day student, not a delivery boy, what a loudmouth!
How can he take breakfast for so many people?
Lou Ye had no habit of peeping into other people's privacy, so he left the room first: "Put on your clothes and come out quickly."
Mingle sent the other party a big knife emoticon without even looking at Gao Pengxuan's kiss reply.
If he dawdles any longer, he'll really be late.
He changed into his pajamas and went out to wash up, finally feeling a little more energetic. He saw the breakfast on the table: milk, golden fried eggs, and sandwiches. It was nutritious and filling.
He drank up the milk and said, "I'll take the rest to school. I also have to bring breakfast to my classmates. I'm afraid it will be too late."
Lou Ye: ...If you are afraid that you will be late, why don’t you get up early?
Isn’t there breakfast in school? Why do I have to bring it for my classmates?
Lou Ye packed his breakfast box and stuffed it into his schoolbag with an expressionless face, then took the schoolbag and carried it up with a forceful hand.
"Come on, I'll take you to school."
Ming Le was stunned as he watched Lou Ye take his coat, put it on, put on his hat, mask and sunglasses, pick up his schoolbag, open the door, go out, and then wait for him impatiently at the door.
He didn't ask Lou Ye to send him off, so Ming Le quickly bent down, put on his shoes and followed.
The two entered the elevator, and Ming Le looked up at Lou Ye next to him from time to time.
He couldn't tell anything from his face, but he felt that Lou Ye's behavior was strange.
Although he was harsh in words, he was very caring towards him in his actions.
When they arrived at the breakfast shop at the school gate, Mingle hadn't complained yet, but Lou Ye had already frowned.
There was a long list of orders: buns, eggs, cakes, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and some even wanted porridge.
How much does it take to pack it all in? With Mingle's small body, how much effort will it take to get it in?
"Stand aside and wait for me." Lou Ye said in an unhappy voice, "You asked for porridge, but when we got to the classroom you said you couldn't bring it."
Mingle thought so because he really couldn’t bring it in.
The breakfast shop near the gate of their No. 1 Middle School is run by a couple. It does pretty good business. Many old men and women who come out for a walk early in the morning eat here, and there are also people like Mingle who bring breakfast into school for their classmates.
But the portion he ordered was not as exaggerated as his.
It was Lou Ye's turn in line. Because Lou Ye's entire face was covered tightly, the boss couldn't help but take a few more glances at him. Lou Ye then read the order to them.
Ming Le was laughing as he watched from the side. There were two steamer trays in front of Lou Ye. His sunglasses were covered with mist but he didn't dare to take them off easily.
"What a handsome guy!" He gave a thumbs-up and laughed non-stop. It was so funny.
Lou Ye turned his head and glanced at him, his expression a little speechless.
"Everything is packed." Lou Ye walked out of the crowd carrying a heavy white plastic bag.
"Put everything in the schoolbag and take out the rest." Mingle squatted down and started to move.
Lou Ye was convinced. No wonder Mingle usually carried such a big schoolbag at school. He probably often brought things for his classmates.
The young master has a good temper and should be quite popular.
The schoolbag was about to burst, so Lou Ye picked it up for him and suddenly said, "You bought breakfast for so many people, why didn't you ask me if I had eaten it?"
His words stunned Mingle.
Ming Le heard that his tone seemed a bit sour, and he looked confused. Lou Ye had prepared it for him, so didn’t he eat it himself?
It's a bit confusing.
Seeing him working hard to carry his bag, Ming Le cooperated very well. He pursed his lips and smiled with his eyebrows curved: "Has Brother Lou Ye had breakfast yet?"
Lou Ye's heartbeat paused for a moment, but he feigned indifference: "I've already eaten. What's the point of asking now?"
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