The Playboy's Guide

Monday morning.

"Pa——" Lu Zihan threw the mouse aside, leaned back, and slumped lazily on the back of the swivel chair. He twisted his stiff cervical spine from side to side and made a crisp "click" sound. softly.

Looking at the clock hanging on the office wall, the hour hand is pointing to the number five, and it turns out that it is almost time to get off work before I know it.

Lu Zihan glanced down, staring at the program that was still going on on the screen, and twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly—yes, I have to work overtime tonight.

Feeling tired, he closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and let out a deep sigh of relief. After being paralyzed for a while, he sat up straight, reached for the ceramic cup on the table, and stood up quickly towards the tea room go.

Lu Zihan pushed open the glass door of the tea room, walked to the side of the cabinet where the coffee machine was placed, stretched out his slender fingers to stick to the glass surface of the coffee pot, and the slightly scalding temperature came from the surface of the skin.

He retracted his fingers to pick up the coffee pot, and poured a cup of hot coffee into his quilt. A cloud of white mist emerged from the mouth of the cup, and the mist obscured his facial features.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines in through the thin curtains, making this small tea room warm.

Lu Zihan held the ceramic cup in both hands, and the heat was transmitted into his body through the cup. He sat down on the brown sofa, leaned back, and sank into the soft sofa.

His thin lips stuck to the rim of the cup, and he took a sip of the hot coffee slowly, and the tiredness in his body finally disappeared.

He leaned his head on the back of the sofa, slowly closed his eyes, forced his over-speeding brain to stop, let go of his chaotic thoughts, and wanted to take a good breath, but the disturbing thoughts came back involuntarily. An embarrassing kiss under the banyan tree——

Saturday morning.

The soft touch seemed to remain, Lu Zihan rubbed his thin lips fiercely with his thumb, fixed his eyes on Lin Jinyang who was standing in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "Brother, how do you plan to explain the behavior just now?"

"..." Lin Jinyang was silent for a while, and explained, "You see, he was half-believed just now. I think this can completely dispel his doubts and make him believe that we are lovers."

He paused after he finished speaking, and before Lu Zihan could say anything, he continued: "Besides, we are both men, so it won't hurt if we kiss each other."

Lu Zihan: "..."

Well, everyone is a man, so of course they won't lose a piece of meat if they are kissed.

However, his hobby is a delicate and frail little boy who is easy to push down, not a muscular man like Lin Jinyang.

To be honest, he would rather the person who kissed him was Song An than Lin Jinyang. The feeling of being kissed by "Yi" is really terrible.

Lu Zihan glared at him unkindly, his lips moved indiscernibly, and he didn't spit out the ugly sarcasm after all. It was really hard for him to get angry after thinking about it. There are two reasons——

First, next Tuesday, my parents will come to the capital to play. Although it is said that they are here to play, but if you think about it with your toes, you know that they are definitely here to force him to go on a blind date, so Lin Jinyang still has use and can't turn his face.

Second, just throwing a temper tantrum and swearing at someone because of such a trivial matter feels like a bitch. His 1.8-meter-five hunk can't do this.

So in the end, thousands of words can be merged into one word, that is-tolerance.Of course, looking at this guy's flamboyant operation, it is estimated that there must be a knife in the head of Ninja.

It can be said that Comrade Lu has endured humiliation very much.

At the end of the memory, Lu Zihan suddenly opened his eyes, drank the strong coffee in the cup, returned to the office with the empty ceramic cup, and continued to work hard in front of the computer.

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The sound of hurried footsteps coming and going, and the "squeaky" sound of flipping through papers, in the office of the city bureau, which was almost closing time, all the criminal police were still busy without touching the ground.

The fax machine in the office of "Didi Di" issued a prompt tone. Lin Jinyang raised his head from the thick bundle of documents in front of him. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Ruan Ying who was just idle, and ordered: "Go and see the fax machine." .”

Ruan Ying, who was named, pointed at herself in surprise, and after confirming that her boss was talking to her, she immediately slipped to the fax machine very politely.

Lin Jinyang propped his elbows on the table and rubbed his temples that were throbbing and aching due to working overtime for many days.

They have a lot of information in their hands, but very little useful information. As time goes by, the case still has not made much progress.Although everyone didn't say it on the surface, they were already wailing in their hearts.

Lin Jinyang thought for a while and stood up quickly. The originally noisy office suddenly became quiet because of his movements. He scanned the surroundings with his eyes - everyone looked very tired, and the dark circles under their eyes were as heavy as pandas.

So he made a final decision: "There will be no overtime work tonight, we will get off work on time, everyone have a good rest today, and continue tomorrow."

"Yes, thank you, Deputy Lin!"

There was cheering in the office, and everyone started to clean up the miscellaneous items on the desk. After several days of continuous rotation, even the machine had to stop for a while, let alone the detectives with mortal bodies, no matter how good their physical fitness was, they couldn't resist.

After everyone in the office had left, Lin Jinyang began to pack up the materials in his hands. He looked around the office, and after confirming that there was nothing missing, he picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair, walked to the door in two or three steps, and turned off the lights. Lock the door again.

"Ding——" the elevator reached the first floor, and Lin Jinyang walked out of the elevator. The guide at the front desk was off work, and the empty hall looked a little weird under the pale incandescent lights. Bentley goes.

As soon as he sat in the driver's seat, the phone rang suddenly. He picked up the phone and saw that the caller showed that it was Ms. He Xinxin.

His originally aching brain felt like it was about to explode the moment he saw the caller clearly, but he didn't have the courage not to answer the call, so he had no choice but to press the connect button.

Ms. He's unique gentle voice came out through the receiver with the sound of electricity: "Hello, son."

"Mom, what's the matter?" Lin Jinyang said.

Ms. He was dissatisfied with his words and complained: "Can't you call your son if you have nothing to do? You can count how many days you haven't come home?"

As soon as he heard that his mother's tone was wrong, Lin Jinyang immediately confessed: "Mom, I haven't been working overtime recently."

It's okay if you don't mention it, but Ms. He exploded immediately when she mentioned work: "You are already asked to go back to work in your own company, and you still don't want to."

"Tell me that your salary is low and your safety is not guaranteed. Whenever you go out on a mission, your parents have to accompany you in fear, and you have to work overtime all day long. You can't see each other for ten days and a half months. What are you doing?" What are you trying to do?"

"Mom..." Lin Jinyang sighed, he already regretted bringing the topic up to this point.

"Oh, forget it, you won't listen to me." Ms. He still felt sorry for her son. Hearing his tired tone, she couldn't bear to blame him any longer. She changed the subject and said, "Are you still working overtime tonight? Doesn't matter if you work overtime or not?" If you don't work overtime, you have to go home for me today!"

Lin Jinyang frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Ms. He snorted coldly, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Have you forgotten what day is today?"

Lin Jinyang quickly recalled his parents' birthday and his brother's birthday in his mind, and even thought about his parents' wedding anniversary, but he still didn't remember what day it is today.

Seeing that he was silent, Ms. He on the opposite side immediately knew that her unlucky child was in a daze: "Today is your own birthday, you don't even remember?"

Lin Jinyang suddenly realized, and said: "But I have to go to work tomorrow, and I won't be able to go home in time tomorrow morning..."

Ms. He interrupted him impatiently without waiting for him to finish, and said, "I don't care if you go to work tomorrow or not. I have bought all the ingredients for tonight, and the cake and pastry chef has already made it. I will cook dinner myself." , if you dare not come back tonight, you will bear the consequences."

After finishing speaking, Ms. He hung up the phone neatly. Lin Jinyang sighed helplessly when he heard the "beep" sound coming from the microphone.

Well, that's the end of the story, if he dares not go home, next time he will wring his head off and give Ms. He a kick.

Lin Jinyang threw the phone aside, turned the car key to start the car, then turned the car and drove in another direction.

After driving for about an hour, he finally circled a mountain on the outskirts of the imperial capital. The road on the mountain was blocked halfway, and a luxurious carved gate came into view.

The security guard in the security room had already seen the approaching Bentley from a distance. His excellent eyesight allowed him to recognize the license plate in the community in the first second. The door opened slowly.

Lin Jinyang drove a Bentley through the open door and drove in a familiar direction all the way into his underground garage.

He took out his key and opened the door of his house. The nanny at home greeted him, took the briefcase and coat in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Aunt Zhang, where is my mother?"

While helping him hang up his coat, Aunt Zhang replied, "Madam is preparing dinner for you in the kitchen."

Lin Jinyang nodded, put on indoor slippers and walked to the door of the kitchen in two or three steps. Ms. He was making dinner in a pink apron. He called out, "Mom, I'm back."

Ms. He turned around when she heard the voice, and when she saw the person coming, she said while stirring the vegetables in the pot, "I'm back."

Lin Jinyang walked over, hugged his mother's waist, smelled the fragrance from the pot, and said, "Mom, what are you doing? It smells so good."

Ms. He slapped his hand away with a slap, and cursed with a smile: "How old are you and you still pester your mother, go and wait outside, I guess your father and Ah Heng should be home by now."

Lin Jinyang withdrew his hand and replied with a smile, "Okay."

So he walked out of the kitchen and looked around the living room, and found that there was nothing to do, so he went up the stairs to the second floor, intending to go to his study to get a book to pass the time.

He opened the door and walked towards the bookcase, picked up a book casually, and while he was sitting upright in front of the desk, he caught sight of a half-turned black and white comic book out of the corner of his eye.

Lin Jinyang frowned and picked up the manga——

Two characters who look like men are naked//Taking their upper bodies together, touching each other and kissing passionately, their lower bodies sticking tightly together, you don't need to guess what they are doing.

This scene should have made him feel physically uncomfortable, even nauseated, but he didn't.

He could not help substituting himself into the character of the comic.

He himself is the man with the black hair above, and the blond boy who was crushed turned into Lu Zihan in his imagination, Lu Zihan's groan//groan sounded in his mind, and at that moment he only felt a rush of heat Suddenly rushed to the lower abdomen.

Lin Jinyang was shamefully hardened.

The author has something to say: Lu:.......Are you a fucking straight man?

Lin: Hee hee hee hee.

Lu: Hey you big-headed ghost!

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[Comprehensive] The little yellow flower of Snape's family (same story)

by Xiwu Xiaosheng

Finch Bright received his acceptance letter from Hogwarts when he was 11 years old.

Finch was kidnapped by the system.

If you're talking about the hot chicken system that's useless beyond a few opening words, Fincher would say, yes.

Once transmigrated, he became a Finch in another world—and had the ability to communicate with plants and trees.

Everything looks so perfect (￣▽￣)~

--but!What the hell is this language problem solving itself? ? ?

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[Fulfilling Severus Snape's wish.

PS. Please solve the language problem by yourself :)]

Inspirational teenagers moved Britain!

——The vagrant teenager holds wild flowers in his hands to learn English by himself. What reason do you have for not working hard? ? ?

I might be a fake crooked nut (tears)

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This was the first time Finch and Severus had met.

"Hey," Professor Snape looked at the young man smiling enthusiastically, "Are you interested in my cosmic invincible super cool King Kong Bawang little yellow flower?"

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