HATE YOU, LOVE YOU

ANGRY

When Pon woke up, the sky had already darkened. He stared blankly at the river surface covered by the setting sun outside the window, he couldn't tell whether it was morning or night, and he felt as if he had passed away.

He turned over, and in the next second he felt a solid chest behind him, and then a smiling voice came from above his head, "Senior brother is awake."

Sailub was lying beside him, without a quilt, with the mobile phone in his hand, it seems that he is just looking for a place to lie down.

Pon looked at Sailub's profile, who was close at hand, and the setting sun danced on his face, like a picture in a movie, frame by frame.

...Why is this Sailub's eyelashes so long?

Pon was inexplicably awkward. In the past, he and Benz often slept together in the same bed, or under the same quilt, but he didn't feel this way at all.

Could it be because he and Benz are too familiar, so he can do anything, he and Sailub have only known each other for more than two months, so it would be awkward to do things that are too intimate.

It may also be the reason for the huge difference in appearance between the two. After all, Sailub is really good-looking.

No matter whether he is a man or a woman, he will definitely feel uncomfortable when he wakes up and sees his face.

— Anyway, it's not his fault.

Realizing that he was thinking wildly, Pon gave a "tsk",why am I such a bitch.

He sat up, scratched his hair, and asked,"What time is it?"

"Six o'clock."

Pon complained, "Why don't you wake me up."

"Because I fell asleep too."

Pon paused, "Where did you sleep?"

Sailub laughed, "On the bed."

"..."

"Everyone is a straight man, the senior brother won't mind."

"They're all straight ."

However, he also said it not long ago, but he always felt a little strange when it came out of Sailub's mouth.

Pon acted very calmly, "If I mind, you would have been kicked out of bed long ago. Go, go out for food."

Sailub doesn't come to Bangkok often, and Pon wants to take him to experience authentic Thai Bangkok cuisine.

Both of them often go to high-end restaurants, and it's just like that, they eat too much.

Pon asked his junior, "If you can accept the bad dining environment, I'll take you to a nearby village in the city to eat pork belly chicken."

Although it took a while, Sailub is not a spoiled rich second generation who buys a wedding ring for more than a million bath.

As long as the food is delicious, he doesn't care about the price or the environment.

This time Pon drove a low-key coupe, and the car could not enter the village in the city, so he parked the car in a nearby open-air parking lot, and then walked in.

The village in the city and Pon's community are only a few stops away, but they are completely two worlds.

The roads in the village in the city are narrow and wet, and there are small stalls and hawkers on both sides. People come and go, and it is quite lively.

Pon bought two cups of milk tea, one for each of them, and walked on the street full of life, causing passers-by to look back frequently.

The business of the pork belly chicken that Pon was thinking of was very good. Sailub thought he had to wait for another table, but when the boss saw them, he directly moved out a table and two plastic chairs, put the menu on the table and it was over.