Marry for a long time

Probably because of Lu Mintong's personality and aura, he can give people a sense of security. He said that there is no need to be afraid of him, but Lin Zhifei really doesn't worry much. He feels...even if the sky falls, Lu Mintong will protect him.

After buying the vegetables and driving back, Lin Zhifei sent another message to her mother, telling her not to worry about just having dinner with friends, but to go home immediately after eating.

Lin's mother quickly replied to his WeChat, with a smile on her face and a sentence to come back early.

It seems to be all right.

Lin Zhifei heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to Lu Mintong, "It should be safe today. I just chatted with my mother, but she didn't ask any questions."

Lu Mintong looked at the road ahead and asked, "You told your aunt that you want to move out?"

"I haven't said it yet..." Lin Zhifei tightened his lips, and after some mental struggle, he made up his mind and said, "I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Comrade Lu Min said: "Calm down then, don't be nervous, you have moved out before, according to the reason in the past, Auntie will not suspect anything."

Lin Zhifei nodded and said, "I'm not nervous."

It's just that I moved out to live for a few days, and it's not coming out of the closet, so there's nothing to be nervous about.

There are only a few basic kitchen utensils in Qianqian's house, but fortunately, he can handle dinner.

Lu Mintong took out the ingredients he had bought and cleaned them. Lin Zhifei was called by him to watch TV in the living room. However, after watching it for a few minutes, he couldn't sit still. He slipped into the kitchen and got behind Lu Mintong, asking, "Shall I help?"

Lu Mintong glanced at him, picked up two tomatoes with his right hand, and handed them to him: "Cut these into cubes."

Lin Zhifei took it, and Lu Mintong asked again, "Will you cut it?"

"Yes!" Lin Zhifei looked proudly at the tomato, "It's that simple."

He put the tomatoes on the cutting board, picked up the knife and was about to cut, Lu Mintong frowned helplessly, and called him: "Put the tomatoes in hot water for a while, it's easy to peel."

He went to get a hot water bottle, poured water into it, and reminded: "Be careful when cutting later, don't cut your hands."

Lin Zhifei said: "I have cut vegetables before, so don't worry if you have experience."

Lu Mintong stared at him, pondered for a moment and still felt that something was wrong, asking him to help would make him even more worried and distracted to take care of him.

"young married woman."

Lin Zhifei raised his eyes: "Huh?"

Lu Mintong pinched his soft cheeks, and bent the corners of his lips: "Would you like to go out and play?"

Lin Zhifei knew that he was rejected, but he still insisted without confidence: "It's not very good."

Lu Mintong was quite patient, and persuaded him gently: "Hey, let's watch TV for a while."

Lin Zhifei looked troubled but didn't say a word. Seeing this, his voice became softer, and he groaned from his throat: "Huh?"

"it is good……"

Lin Zhifei was kicked out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa depressedly, took a bag of potato chips and gnawed non-stop. By the time it was time to eat, the bag of potato chips had already run out.

Lu Mintong brought the dishes to the table and told him to wash his hands and eat.

Lin Zhifei washed his hands, sat obediently at the dining table, and waited for Lu Min to come over to eat together.

Lu Min came over with two bowls of rice, put the bowls in front of Lin Zhifei, looked down at his expression, and asked with a light smile, "Are you still angry?"

Lin Zhifei grabbed the chopsticks and shook his head, "I'm not angry, I've already calmed down."

Lu Mintong sat next to Lin Zhifei, put a chicken leg into his bowl, and explained in a low voice: "I asked you to come out because I was worried that you might get hurt. I won't worry if you stay in the kitchen."

Lin Zhifei buried his head in the chicken leg, and replied vaguely: "I know."

…So after eating two potato chips, the anger subsides.

He ate a bag of potato chips before the meal, and he wasn't hungry at first, but because the food Lu Mintong cooked was so delicious, he couldn't help but eat two bowls of rice, all of which stretched his stomach.

Leaning his whole body weight on the back of the chair, he thought of Lu Mintong's words when he wanted to touch his stomach. Touching his stomach after a meal can promote stomach peristalsis and affect digestion, but it has a certain effect of gaining weight. tableware.

Lu Mintong saw that he slipped into the kitchen again to ask for help, but this time he didn't stop him, and handed him the dishes and chopsticks to wash.

Lin Zhifei put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen cabinet, and said to Lu Mintong with a sad face, "I'm still full...I'm afraid I'll throw up when I get in the car."

Lu Mintong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then go back later?"

"what time is it now?"

Lu Mintong picked up the phone, and the screen lit up, "Five past seven."

Lin Zhifei hesitated for a while, the time is still early, he can stay for a while, he looked at Lu Mintong, and suggested: "Should we go back at eight o'clock?"

Lu Mintong slowly raised the corners of his lips, turned his head to look at the boundless night outside the window, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to take a walk around the neighborhood?"

"miss you!"

The moon shrouded in hazy light hangs in the dark night sky. The trees on both sides cast black shadows in the street lamps. Passing through the mottled tree shadows, the two of them wandered around the community, chatting softly in low voices, leisurely idle.

After walking around, Lin Zhifei touched his stomach, and felt that the feeling of fullness was not so strong, and then checked the time, it was almost eight o'clock, and it was time to go home.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Lu Mintong's extremely deep and mellow voice in the night: "Go back?"

Lin Zhifei nodded, and smiled softly: "I wanted to ask if I wanted to go back, but you preempted me."

Lu Mintong chuckled, and when he raised his lips to speak, Lin Zhifei said again, "Brother, we really have a tacit understanding."

Lu Mintong held his hand, clasped his slender fingers, and said with a faint smile, "Go back."

Holding hands again, feeling the other's body temperature, Lin Zhifei felt numb all the way from his fingertips. He held his breath and focused his attention on the hands he was holding.

Because he seldom holds hands, every time he can feel his blood flow backwards, he is so excited and happy that he can't help himself.

But it's not easy to show it, he is so happy because of these trivial things, he is afraid that he will be laughed at by Lu Mintong, so he has no choice but to suppress the restlessness in his heart, finally control the heart that is accelerating and beating at random, and there is nothing he can do to suppress the curvature of the corner of his mouth.

Pulled all the way to the downstairs of the apartment, Lin Zhifei's palms were already sweating, but he didn't want to let go, and Lu Mintong didn't let go either, as if he didn't notice the stickiness in his palms.

There were pedestrians in twos and threes under the streetlight in front, Lin Zhifei bit his lip, afraid of being discovered, so he took the initiative to let go.

The hot sweat on the palms met the cold air, and they were slightly chilled.

Lin Zhifei clenched his fist quietly, rubbing his fingertips against his palm, he was a bit reluctant.

Lu Mintong lowered his eyes, looked at his lost look, couldn't help but bent his lips, and said softly, "I'll go pick up the car, you just wait here for me."

Lin Zhifei nodded.

Lu Mintong stared at him, without saying a word, stretched out his hand and pulled up his scarf, almost covering half of his face, and sighed helplessly: "My face is flushed, I will wear more in the future."

Lin Zhifei only showed his dark and bright eyes, looked at him for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Then am I so handsome?"

"Handsome." Lu Mintong laughed, rubbed his black hair, his tone was soft and slow, but surprisingly serious, "My wife looks good no matter what."

Lin Zhifei smiled and rolled his eyes, he was very happy to hear Lu Min praise him.

Lu Mintong took the car and came over, the car stopped slowly in front of him, Lin Zhifei opened the door and got in the car, fastened his seat belt and said, "Go to the cake shop later, buy some desserts for my mother, and make her happy."

Went to buy two small cakes and drove home unimpeded.

The car stopped in front of Lin Zhifei's house, Lin Zhifei touched Lu Mintong's hand, and said with a smile: "I'm going back, good night brother Tong."

Lu Min said in unison: "Good night."

Lin Zhifei retracted his hand when he touched the car door, turned his head and said to Lu Mintong, "I will dream of you at night."

Lu Mintong held back his smile, and deliberately asked, "What do you dream about me?"

Lin Zhifei just laughed and got out of the car without saying anything.

Lu Mintong picked up his phone, sent him a message, and continued to ask the question just now: "What do you want to do to me in your dream?"

Lin Zhifei's cell phone rang, and he couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw the news, and replied with raised eyebrows: "I want to treat you, hehe..."

He suddenly had a bad idea and wanted to play tricks on Lu Mintong, so he only said half of the sentence and didn't reply.

Thinking of Qian Qian saying that he was led badly by Lu Mintong, thinking about it now, it seems that he was really led badly...

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. The ancients were sincere and did not deceive others.

He is still a little bit better than blue, and he actually started to tease "Master".

The phone was ringing again, and Lu Mintong sent several messages, but there was no sound of a car driving outside the door, so he was probably still at the door.

Lin Zhifei opened the door holding the doorknob with one hand, and clicked on the message with the other hand. There was a cake shop paper bag hanging on his wrist. Sure enough, Lu Mintong sent a few question marks, but he didn't seem urgent, as if he was playing with him.

Lin Zhifei stood still at the gate, bowed his head to reply to the message.

"Guess, haha."

Lu Mintong replied quickly: "Do you want to hold hands with me?"

Lin Zhifei was stunned, his eyes widened.

It was actually guessed by him.

It's unbelievable to be able to guess so accurately, or...was he seen through his little thoughts?

He quickly typed and replied: "Brother, how do you know???"

Lu Mintong imitated him again, he was too lazy to type, so he directly copied and pasted his last sentence: "Guess, haha."

Lin Zhifei was embarrassed. Just as he was about to touch his phone to continue chatting, Lin's mother's serious voice suddenly sounded in front of him: "Zhizhi, who are you talking to while standing at the gate?"