Accidentally became his white moonlight

The Lin family's old house was built on Beiyuan Mountain, the most ditched land in the capital. Legend has it that an inch of gold is worth less than an inch of land here.

Beiyuan Mountain is very large, and the distance between each house is far away. The large area is garden landscape. Compared with the residence, it is more like a large back garden, which is very good for viewing and privacy.

Such a design is naturally extremely friendly to rich people who have both cars and drivers.

But for Lin Xia, a down-and-out little artist like Lin Xia who relies on two feet to get anywhere, and catches the bus or subway if the journey is farther, he is not so friendly.

Lin Xiaxia originally wanted Lin Ting to take him back to live, and he would come to the group year at noon tomorrow, but the protagonist of Lin Ting's banquet tomorrow, he couldn't leave here at all, Lin Xiaxia didn't have the nerve to mention this to his brother again, and went back and forth After running around and thinking about it for a while with a little uneasiness in my heart, I decided to live in the old house tonight.

Fortunately, I got a piece of news that made me feel relieved at night. Because of the bad weather, Lin Yichuan and Mrs. Lin's plane tickets were delayed, and they won't be able to get home until after noon tomorrow.

In this way, only he and Lin Ting were left in the house, and Lin Xiatian finally relaxed and had a good night's sleep.

Because he went to bed early, he specially set an alarm clock. The next day, he got up before dawn. When he opened the closet, he saw a room full of new clothes. He felt refreshed and picked out carefully. A more formal suit, and when it was a quarter of an hour after seven o'clock, Lin Xiaxia went downstairs slowly.

Sure enough, Lin Ting was sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

Seeing Lin Xiaxia coming down the stairs, Lin Ting put down his fork, wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and asked unhurriedly, "Why did you get up so early today?"

Lin Xiatian waited for his words, raised his head and let out a soft "raise", pretending to be flat and said: "It's not very early, I'm not like before. Now I get up early every day, and often I got up to practice before dawn."

Lin Ting raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Lin Xiaxia had been confidently waiting for Lin Ting to praise him for getting up early today, but when he saw this, he suddenly felt guilty.

It is true to get up before dawn, but of course it cannot be the norm, unless there is an activity that requires Lin Xia to get up early, how can it be possible to get up before dawn at other times?

Except for Lin Ting who gets up early every morning to run and exercise, Lin Xiaxia can't find another person who has such a routine in his mind.

After all, the life of contemporary young people is normal, how late they can stay up at night, how long they can sleep in the morning...

Of course Lin Xia was no exception.

Originally, he dared to boast because Lin Ting couldn't know his living habits, but when Lin Ting glanced over, Lin Xia Tian couldn't be more cowardly.

Lin Ting is so powerful, so he doesn't really know anything...

He was in a panic when he heard Lin Tinghe ordering the kitchen to bring him breakfast, Lin Xiatian quickly came back to his senses, ran over to sit next to Lin Ting cleverly, and waited for the kitchen to serve him breakfast with a grin.

The Lin family is rich and powerful, and the breakfast in the old house is made of expensive and good ingredients, all of which are not available in ordinary times, and Lin Xiatian eats them cutely.

But if Lin Xia Tian was the only one, no one in the kitchen would specially provide these for him.

Therefore, when Lin Xia was studying in the past, he liked to have breakfast with Lin Ting. He got up so early today just to have this meal.

Lin Xiaxia squinted his eyes and buried his head in eating happily and contentedly. Although the whole person was floating while eating, he still paid great attention to staying vigilant, and carefully lowered the sound of chewing. It looked like a sneaky little mouse.

This is also a habit developed long ago.

Lin Ting is a typical aristocratic son, and he is very principled in his work.

One of them is: don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep.

Not only does it mean not being able to talk at the dinner table, but even when chewing things, you have to chew slowly and not make a sound.

Although Lin Xiaxia is not used to it, if he wants to eat with Lin Ting and eat these delicious food, he can only restrain himself like this.

Fortunately, Lin Xia suppressed his instinct, and halfway through eating slowly, Lin Ting went out to answer the phone.

Lin Ting only spoke for less than a minute, and when he came back, the plates on the table were already empty, and Lin Xia happened to belch while looking at Lin Ting who was walking back.

Lin Xiatian was startled, and quickly covered his mouth, "..."

Lin Ting's expression didn't change, he wiped Lin Xiaxia's mouth with a handkerchief, and asked, "Do you like the breakfast here?"

Lin Xiaxia quickly shook his head, wanting to explain that he simply liked these dishes, but hesitated when he was about to speak.

Saying that I like these dishes is better than saying that I like to eat delicacies from mountains and seas. It seems that I am too superficial to say so.

In order to cover up his mistake of shaking his head just now, Lin Xiaxia nodded towards Lin Ting like pecking rice, trying to make himself look sincere, "I like it, it's super delicious!"

Lin Ting watched him look so energetic when he got up early in the morning, and his brows and eyes became more relaxed, and said slowly: "If you like, you can come back here to live in the future."

Lin Xiatian shook his head frantically when he heard it.

Coming here to live is better than going back to live in the dilapidated apartment building allocated by the company. Although the conditions are a bit poor, it is not the same as here, being rejected by Mrs. Lin, being rejected by the chefs and servants, and having to worry about it all day Taking the risk of being discovered by Lin's father...

Lin Xiaxia shuddered.

Preparing for danger in times of peace, Lin Xiaxia clung to his golden thighs and said obediently, "I... I will stay with my brother, and I will live wherever my brother lives."

Lin Ting's eyebrows completely relaxed, rubbed his head, and said with a smile, "Good boy."

Lin Xiaxia also smiled immediately, silently giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.

I'm really good at being a sycophant!

Rome wasn't built in a day. In fact, when Lin Xiaxia and Lin Ting lived under the same roof, they used to be obedient and non-repetitive all day long, and they were especially good at flattering people.

It's just that it was useless for too long, and those skills are not proficient, but now that he has gotten along with Lin Ting again for a few days, he finds that he has slowly regained his status.

Lin Xiaxia felt that the relationship between himself and Lin Ting was quickly repairing more and more harmoniously, and he was very happy.

Even the various complicated thoughts hidden in his heart were temporarily suppressed, which made him feel good and even wanted to watch two episodes of Pikachu.

But Lin Xiatian was not happy for long.

As the sun rises, relatives from the branch of the Lin family arrive one after another with gifts in large and small bags, and the originally peaceful villa gradually becomes lively...

Lin Ting didn't have any other demands on Lin Xia Tian, ​​but he was not allowed to go upstairs to hide, so Lin Xia Tian had to circle between the front hall and the back yard bitterly.

Fortunately, many of the people who came here didn't interact with each other very often, and Lin Xia Tian didn't seem so obtrusive.

He sat on the sofa in the corner of the front hall for a while. Seeing that the banquet was about to start, he planned to get up and find an inconspicuous seat for himself, but suddenly he heard a young voice calling him.

Lin Xia subconsciously turned around.

It's Wu Hao.

The author has something to say: I know it's short!Make up tomorrow!