Marry for a long time

On the second day after moving here, Lin Zhifei started to paint the new pit.

He is used to drawing at night, and he can concentrate and be more inspired at night, so that after posting "good night" with Lu Min, he still concentrates on drawing comics in front of the computer.

Lu Mintong only came to live here occasionally, but he would chat for a while before going to bed every day, and supervise his sleep by the way.Every time Lin Zhifei relied on him not being around, told him to go to bed immediately, but just turned off WeChat.

However, the good times did not last long.

Lin Zhifei didn't have the slightest sense of defense and was caught on the spot.

After chatting with Lu Mintong, he sat cross-legged on the computer chair and drew. After an unknown period of time, the phone vibrated suddenly. He picked it up without looking at it, and drew lines with his right hand.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the call, and Lu Mintong's deep voice came: "Haven't slept yet?"

The moment the voice came over, Lin Zhifei's hairs all over his body exploded, his hands moved, and the lines were drawn crookedly.

His voice was a little trembling: "Brother Tong..."

Lu Mintong asked back, "What time is it?"

Lin Zhifei glanced at the time displayed on the computer, his heart skipped a beat, and he replied obediently in a low voice: "It's past one o'clock in the morning—"

Lu Mintong snorted coldly: "Do you still know the time?"

Lin Zhifei: "...I just looked at the computer."

Lu Mintong paused for a few seconds, his voice lowered, with a bit of helplessness: "Didn't you tell me to go to sleep, why haven't you slept yet?"

Lin Zhifei whispered, "You didn't sleep either."

"I just finished my work."

Lin Zhifei quickly said: "Then I just finished my work..."

Lu Mintong's voice obviously sank, with a dark and cold tone: "Lin Zhifei."

Lin Zhifei's momentum weakened, and he knew he was being unreasonable, so he whispered, "I'm sorry."

"I'll come to you tomorrow." Lu Mintong's tone slowed down, and he asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll go shopping."

Lin Zhifei chuckled, and he could tell from his voice that he was not angry, so he pushed forward and joked, "I want to eat a full banquet."

Lu Mintong responded calmly: "Okay, my name is Man Han Quan Xi."

Lin Zhifei: "..."

He was embarrassed for a moment, and suddenly remembered the address he used a few days ago, laughed again, and said teasingly, "Brother, your name is Jiaojiao."

He knew that Lu Mintong disliked this title, and as expected, the voice over there became gloomy again, and the tone was deliberately aggravated: "Lin Zhifei, is your butt itchy?"

Lin Zhifei's face turned red.

itchy ass...

Why is this sentence... so ambiguous.

He stared at the crooked line, remained silent for a while, and then said softly: "It's a bit..."

The voice fell, and the other end fell into silence.

Lin Zhifei coughed lightly in embarrassment, wondering if it was too obvious.

When he was hesitating whether to speak again, Lu Mintong said, with the usual tone: "Go to bed early, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, this time, Lin Zhifei didn't perfunctory Lu Mintong, but obediently turned off the computer and went to bed.

The next day, Lin Zhifei woke up naturally from sleep. When he woke up, he rummaged through the closet. Finally, he picked out a set of clothes that he thought were quite handsome. He went to take a shower and wash his hair, and even went outside for styling, making himself very handsome. , Waiting for Lu Mintong to come over at home.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Lu Mintong came over.

Lin Zhifei passed the time in the living room watching TV, but his mind was not on the TV. When he heard the sound of the key turning outside the door, he stood up quickly. His buttocks felt numb after sitting for too long. He gently rubbed his buttocks and walked away. Go to the entrance to greet an important guest.

Lu Mintong opened the door, glanced at him casually, and then went straight past him to put the ingredients into the refrigerator.

Lin Zhifei was a little dissatisfied with his reaction, and shouted after him: "Brother Tong."

Lu Mintong casually responded, "Huh?"

Lin Zhifei was embarrassed to ask the other party to look back at him, so he walked over after thinking for a while, stood beside him, and asked, "Brother... what kind of food did you buy?"

Lu Mintong didn't bother to report the name of the dish, and said in a calm tone, "What you like."

Lin Zhifei was a little surprised: "Do you know what I like to eat?"

This time, Lu Mintong seemed to be attracted to him, looked sideways at him, curled his lips into a low smile, full of playfulness: "I also know what your favorite food is."

You don't need to think about it, you can tell from his tone what he is going to say is not serious, Lin Zhifei rolled his eyes silently in his heart, he didn't have the courage to roll his eyes in front of Lu Mintong: "I like eating sauce the most Elbow."

Lu Min said with a smile in his voice, and asked intentionally, "Isn't it stir-fried choy sum?"

Lin Zhifei: "..."

After being reminded by Lu Mintong, he suddenly remembered that he sneaked up to the other party before, in order to save some face, and explained that his favorite food was stir-fried choy sum.

I didn't expect to slap myself in the face now.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and softly defended himself: "I like it too..."

Lu Mintong closed the refrigerator door, smiled even wider, and said, "I bought elbows."

Lin Zhifei's eyes lit up, but when he thought about gnawing his elbow in front of Lu Mintong, his eyes quickly dimmed. He didn't look good when he gnawed his elbow, but it was torture if he didn't eat it... Although we've been together for a while, but He still wants to maintain a good image in front of the other party.

Lu Mintong noticed his expression, paused, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Zhifei came back to his senses, and quickly shook his head: "It's nothing."

Lu Mintong smiled slightly, walked from his side to the living room, and said lightly, in a low tone: "You are very handsome today."

Lin Zhifei: "!"

Finally seen!

It was also praised!

He immediately burst into joy, and hurriedly caught up with Lu Mintong, raised his hand to grab his shoulder, and couldn't stop his joy: "Brother, brother, brother, am I really handsome today?"

Lu Mintong smiled and said, "Really, do you want to take a picture of you?"

Lin Zhifei replied loudly: "Yes!"

Lu Mintong took a few photos of Lin Zhifei with his mobile phone. Lin Zhifei pretended to be calm and tried to make his posture and smile natural, but when Lu Mintong showed him the photos, he suddenly became disappointed: "What is this... …The picture doesn’t look good, it’s too short, it’s shorter than my actual height.”

Also look fatter!

But it's hard to say this sentence, I can only complain in my heart.

Looking through the photos, there is actually one with his eyes closed!

Lin Zhifei regretted it a lot. The last time he went to Shasha's place, Lu Mintong took so many photos of him, but few of them were good-looking. He should have thought that Lu Mintong's photography skills were not good enough.

Lu Mintong took the phone and looked at it carefully, frowned and said, "What's not good about it? It looks like you."

Lin Zhifei: "...?"

Really, not happy at all.

Did not hear the sound, Lu Mintong observed his expression with lowered eyes, realized that he seemed unhappy, he paused, and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry?"

Lin Zhifei nodded, but shook his head again after a few seconds.

No matter how angry you are with the boyfriend you choose, you can't complain about anything.

Lu Mintong looked at the photo on the phone again, his brows furrowed deeper, and he couldn't understand: "Is it really not good-looking?"

Lin Zhifei replied honestly: "It's really not good-looking."

Lu Mintong pressed his brows with a headache, lowered his voice, and couldn't believe that there was something wrong with his aesthetics: "How could it be?"

Obviously very good-looking.

Everything looks good.

Lin Zhifei thought for a while and said, "Let's delete it."

Unexpectedly, Lu Mintong gave him a sideways glance, with dangerous eyes, and said only one word: "No."

Lin Zhifei shuddered inexplicably when he met his gaze, and immediately confessed: "...that's fine."

Lu Mintong put away his phone and went to the kitchen to cook.

Lin Zhifei also followed, wandering around in the kitchen for a while before trying to ask: "Brother, can you teach me how to cook?"

Lu Mintong refused without thinking: "I won't teach."

Lin Zhifei asked in surprise, "Why?"

Lu Mintong didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and replied absent-mindedly while adjusting the sauce: "You are too stupid."

"..." Lin Zhifei took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and said openly, "Brother Tong, it's been less than 10 minutes since you came here, and you've already made me angry several times."

Lu Mintong paused, raised his eyes and looked at him: "I'm so good?"

There was obviously a smile in that voice, and one could tell the interest in his tone as soon as he heard it.

Lin Zhifei sighed helplessly, raised his forehead and said, "What are you doing... you keep provoking me on purpose."

Lu Mintong didn't play around with him, and replied directly: "I want to make you angry."

"I'm angry."

Lu Mintong paused for a few seconds, then changed the phrase, looked at him and said softly, "I want you to vent."

Lin Zhifei was stunned.

a long time.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Then I will bite you."

Lu Mintong was noncommittal, bent down, and let him bite.

Lin Zhifei grabbed his shoulder, kissed his cheek, and said with a smile after stepping away: "It's okay, I will vent myself, in fact, every time I am in a bad mood, I will release myself, and I will not just hold it in my heart. Don't worry bro, I'll take care of my emotions."

Lu Mintong looked at him, and finally there was a smile in his eyes: "So powerful?"

This time there was no hint of teasing.

Lin Zhifei nodded and said, "Brother, you have underestimated me a bit, this must be corrected."

Lu Mintong bent his lips: "I'll teach you how to cook."

Lin Zhifei's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Lu Mintong raised his eyebrows and said, "Kowtow first to call Master."

"No." Lin Zhifei narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said cheerfully, "Don't take advantage of me."

"How little do I have?"

"A lot!"

"Then you haven't gotten used to it yet?"

"Brother, you are really bad, hey, don't mess around—"

Lu Mintong helped him tidy up his messed up clothes like a friend, leaning against the kitchen counter, and asked in a low voice, "What do you plan for Valentine's Day?"

Lin Zhifei's brain was still a little dull: "Huh? I didn't plan."

Lu Mintong said, "I'll listen to you that day."

"Really? So good?"

Lu Mintong was a little helpless, he lifted the black hair on his forehead and pinched it between his fingers, and said, "Am I usually very bad to you?"

"No, it's just a bit machismo." Lin Zhifei replied seriously, "So I'm a little surprised to hear you say that you listen to me."

Lu Mintong pondered for a while, then asked, "Then how about listening to you for two weeks in a month?"

Lin Zhifei was pleasantly surprised: "Okay! Brother, are you the upper body of a Bodhisattva today!?"