The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Okay, if you need a paternity test, you can contact me." Qin Jue took out his mobile phone and gave the other party his contact information.

After hesitating for a long time, Qin Jue still expressed his concerns as he saw the shadow of the person beside him in his peripheral vision: "Although the result is not clear yet, I am already an adult, so, no matter what, please don't disturb my life too much, okay?"

He didn't want these relatives who suddenly appeared to restrict his behavior, control his likes and dislikes, and deny his sexual orientation and lover in the name of family.

"Of course, how could we be like this..." Losing the child and missing out on growth were their faults. Now that the grandson has grown up alone, they have no right to restrict what he can do or where he can go.

As long as I know that my lost grandson is still here and alive and well, everything else doesn't matter.

Old Mrs. Qiao's eyes were fixed on her long-lost grandson, and she just wanted to make up for all the missing years in the present moment.

"Sorry, it's getting late. We have to leave first." After giving the contact information, Qin Jue didn't stay any longer as they still had to go home to cook.

"Ah... okay, then you, drive slowly on the road and be careful..." Old Mrs. Qiao was a little reluctant, but under her husband's pulling and admonition, she suppressed the attempt to stop him, just looked at him worriedly, and couldn't help saying a few more words.

"Thank you, I will."

Qin Jue was still unable to transform the two old people from strangers into his relatives. He was still polite and courteous as usual. After thanking them, he turned around and pulled You Mu to the side. He pushed the shopping cart past the two eager-eyed old people, picked up the last condiments, and went to the exit to check out.

"You're going to have relatives soon. Are you happy?" You Mu rubbed the young man's drooped head and comforted him.

"I don't know, Amu, I haven't thought about this before." What is family like? After his adoptive parents died, he no longer had any expectations.

Although Qin Jue appeared calm when facing the two elders, he was still helpless.

What kind of personalities do these relatives have? Will they have the same temperament as Qiao Yueyang? Will the Qiao family accept him? Can he accept these people? How will his life change?

There were too many questions blocking his mind, and Qin Jue felt a little annoyed.

"Okay, like I said, don't worry too much. You are in control of your own life. It doesn't matter whether you have relatives or not."

"Besides, I'm still here, right?" Pinching the tip of the other's ear, You Mu helped the lost puppy to calm down.

Qin Jue was very excited to be comforted by such words of companionship. He put down the cart and hugged You Mu as if no one was around. He buried his face in You Mu's neck and took a few deep breaths of the reassuring breath from the other person. Only then did his heart settle down.

After a while, the two pushed the shopping cart forward again.

A messy-haired head popped up from behind the weighing machine. The girl who had just put up the price tags was sitting behind it, her eyes shining as she watched the back of her figure that she had 'accidentally' captured on her phone.

In the chat group:

[Runfa's Fish: Family! Sisters! I'm sure! Those two handsome guys just now! Are a couple! Super cute! A real couple! ]

[Runfa's Fish: I was there at the time! They hugged each other! What a young puppy! He even rubbed his head! ]

[Xiao Mei next door: You little girl is eating really well, let me go in and take a look! ]

[Your Xiaofang: Really? I don’t believe it? Do you have any pictures? Take a look? ]

......

The new house, which was bought just two days ago, is not very popular yet. Although it is fully furnished, the room still seems a little empty.

Late at night, the kitchen that accommodated two people was lit up with warm light, and the aroma of steaming food in the pot filled the room, and Qin Jue felt at home.

The wooden chopsticks picked up the piece of meat that was emitting a rich sauce aroma in the pot, placed it over an empty bowl to drain out the rich juice, let it cool down a little, and moved it to You Mu's mouth.

"Try the salty and sweet?"

You Mu opened his mouth and took a bite. The aroma exploded in his taste buds. The pork belly cooked with spices absorbed the broth and was fat but not greasy. It was really delicious.

In fact, evil ghosts will only feel obvious hunger when their soul power is depleted. Ghosts at Youmu's level do not have this need for hunting most of the time.

But the devil likes to satisfy his appetite the most, and he is willing to try anything that makes him happy.

"Delicious." Unfortunately, Xiao Tiandao, who was busy managing the game copy, probably wouldn't be able to wait for his son's meal.

After taking a bite of meat, You Mujing waited for the meal to start, sighing insincerely about how busy the world had been recently.

"Use high heat to cook the sauce. It will be ready soon. There's a lot of fumes in the kitchen. Amu, go sit in the living room first. I'll load the plates and we can eat." The chef turned off the gas stove, looked at the porridge in the rice cooker, and took out a brand new plate from the dishwasher under the counter.

Qin Jue was somewhat glad that he had worked part-time in restaurants. He had also secretly learned a lot of chefs' skills in the process of packing and serving dishes. Although he didn't have many opportunities to display them, fortunately he put them to good use.

It is said on the Internet that if you want to capture someone's heart, you must first capture their stomach.

Qin Jue felt that he had met this requirement!

The ingredients bought from the supermarket were enough for three days. It was too late to eat, and it was not good to have indigestion at night, so Qin Jue did not cook more.

Three dishes and one soup, not a sumptuous meal, but You Mu enjoyed it very much. The food prepared by Qin Jue had a familiar taste in his memory.

After dinner, Qin Jue cleaned up the dishes and You Mu went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out wiping his hair with a towel, Qin Jue had cleaned up the dining table and kitchen waste.

"There is warm water on the coffee table. I'll mop the floor first. Amu, wait for me." While mopping the floor, Qin Jue did not forget to remind You Mu to replenish water, even though ghosts don't actually need it.

You Mu leaned sideways on the sofa, supporting his face with the back of his hand, quietly watching the figure walking around the room cleaning. Even though there was no visual or verbal communication, in such a peaceful and ordinary scene, the passage of time seemed particularly slow.

"Qin Jue."

Turning over and sitting up, with his arms resting on the back of the sofa, You Mu suddenly called out to Qin Jue who was acting as a sweeping robot.

"Ok?"

Although the new house has most of the electrical appliances, if you want to free your hands, you still need to buy some smart appliances yourself. It's too late today, and these things can't be done, so naturally you need to temporarily rely on manpower to keep the house clean.

Qin Jue was in a state of excitement about having a new home, and even his movements of mopping the floor were full of energy.

Being called suddenly, with the mop in his hand still in hand, Qin Jue turned around and leaned over.

The person sitting sideways on the sofa suddenly straightened up across the back of the sofa, put his arms around the back of his neck, and kissed him without warning.

"Plop!" The mop handle in his hand fell to the ground, lying alone on the tile floor, no longer cared for by its owner.

The breath against his lips was slightly cold, but there was a hint of urgency in his movements. This kind of emotion revealed in his body language was rare for You Mu, who often took pleasure in teasing him.

The arm clasped around his shoulders and neck was holding him back with all his strength. Unlike the previous push away, Qin Jue now clearly felt that he was needed.

Or to be more precise, he felt the joy... and love that was clearly directed at him.

He lost the ability to think for a few seconds, and could only hear the sound of his heartbeat getting louder and louder. Qin Jue's thoughts were a little disordered and noisy, and even had some buzzing noises.

But soon, he suddenly woke up and made movements that were more eager and intense than the other party. He reached out and grabbed the other party's waist, pressing him hard towards himself.

Heat spread from the nostrils, and a strange and unbearable heat inexplicably surged in the throat, and the desires that had been barely suppressed were easily aroused again.

The loose bathrobe did not provide any concealing effect. In fact, it would become very loose if it was pulled slightly.

The backrest of the sofa was too intrusive, so Qin Jue lowered his head and moved the person in his arms to the left, around to the front of the sofa.

"Amu...wife..." Qin Jue murmured intimately, rashly and eagerly. When he was about to lean over, he was pushed against the pillow instead.

The corners of his red lips were watery. You Mu stood up, his palm pressing on the other's chest. After hearing the vague words, he frowned and retorted:

"What did you call me?"

The slight stinging pain from the nail trap in his flesh reminded him of the wrong answer. The distracted Qin Jue shuddered and narrowly avoided words that might annoy the other party.

"Old...teacher!"