Marry for a long time

Although Lu Mintong agreed to teach him how to cook, seeing that he didn't have much experience and was a bit clumsy even helping out, he decided to teach him a simple and easy-to-learn dish first—scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Lin Zhifei picked up a tomato, remembering that he was disgusted by Lu Mintong when he helped cut the tomatoes before, he wrinkled his face depressedly, and muttered: "Why is it a tomato again?"

"Bow your head." Lu Mintong tied the apron around his body, helped him tie the string slowly, and said expressionlessly, "Don't want to learn how to scramble eggs with tomatoes? OK, there is another option."

Lin Zhifei turned to look at him: "What?"

Lu Mintong's voice was unhurried: "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Lin Zhifei: "..."

The joke wasn't funny at all.

Lu Mintong helped him fasten it, and patted his back lightly, "Okay, go and cut the tomatoes into pieces."

Lin Zhifei hesitated, and asked uncertainly: "Should I boil it in hot water?"

Lu Mintong raised his brows, suppressed his smile and deliberately said, "Yes."

Lin Zhifei took it seriously, and when he found that there was no hot water, he said, "Then I will boil the water first."

He was in a hurry to find the hot water bottle, but Lu Mintong took his hand in time, and said in a helpless tone, "I'm lying to you, you are stupid, you don't need to peel the skin this time."

Lin Zhifei paused, couldn't help frowning, and said sullenly: "Brother, why do you keep lying to me? You know that I don't know these things, and you still call me stupid, and you still tease me when you are my master, a little bit." It’s not serious either.”

Comrade Lu Min said, "Okay, then I'll get serious."

Lin Zhifei nodded, thought for a while, and said, "I just like your serious look."

Lu Mintong clicked his tongue and said with a sneer, "You don't like what I look like?"

That tone was full of self-confidence and a bit of narcissism, but it just made people feel disgusted, as if this was the case and there was nothing to refute.

"Yeah." Lin Zhifei paused, and said honestly, "I like them all."

Even his straight male aesthetic... because of this person, he became very fond of him and found it very cute.

Lu Mintong smiled, turned the topic back, and then instructed: "Wash the tomatoes and cut them into large pieces. Be careful, don't cut them into your hands."

After Lin Zhifei washed them, he picked up the kitchen knife. As soon as he picked it up, Lu Mintong, who was supervising by the side, couldn't help frowning, and said, "Be careful."

Lin Zhifei was speechless, he hadn't done anything yet, but he still obediently relaxed his movements, and carefully cut the tomatoes under Lu Mintong's staring gaze. After cutting one, he finally couldn't help but say, "Brother, don't be nervous. ...you look more nervous than me."

Hearing this, Lu Mintong lowered his eyelids to hide the emotion in his eyes, and his voice softened, "I'm not nervous."

Lin Zhifei let out an "oh", knowing that he was trying to save face, so he didn't refute him, and continued cutting tomatoes.

This time, Lu Mintong didn't stare so closely, went to get the eggs and told him to crack the eggs next.

Lin Zhifei was very focused and serious. He followed the instructions one by one and heated up the pot. He secretly felt that it was quite simple and not as difficult as he imagined. He was in a daze when Lu Mintong's voice suddenly sounded next to his ear: "Come on."

Lin Zhifei was taken aback, thinking that Lu Min was encouraging him, and quickly smiled and said, "I will work hard!"

Lu Mintong paused for a moment, and became a little speechless for a moment, pressed his slender fingers on his head, and said, "I told you to add oil, the pot is hot."

Lin Zhifei was stunned for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "That's what it means..."

He picked up the oil, and when he was about to pour it, he paused, turned his head and asked Lu Mintong, "Brother Tong, how much should you pour?"

Comrade Lu Min said, "Appropriate amount."

Lin Zhifei: "...how much is the right amount?"

"You can figure it out." Lu Mintong's voice paused for a few seconds, and added, "Pour less."

Lin Zhifei poured the oil carefully, and stopped after receiving Master Lu's instructions, glanced into the pot, and laughed a few times: "I see, do you pour this amount every time you cook?"

Lu Mintong said, "No."

Lin Zhifei: "...Oh."

Lu Mintong looked at him a little depressed, and said again: "Responsiveness."

Lin Zhifei nodded: "Understood."

Anyway, I just figured it out, so... why do I need Master.

He only dared to whisper this in his heart, if Lu Mintong knew about it, he would definitely not want to teach him any more.

After spending a long time, I finally made a dish, and it looked pretty good on the plate. Lin Zhifei was very satisfied just looking at the dish. He went to his mobile phone to take a photo, and posted it on Moments: "I made it!"

The following dishes are all cooked by Lu Mintong, and it won't be long before they can eat.

Lin Zhifei had already washed his hands, and was sitting at the dining table waiting for the meal to be ready. When Lu Mintong sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up the tomatoes and eggs he scrambled, but as soon as he took a bite of the tomatoes, he wrinkled his face: "It's not very tasty. ah."

Lu Mintong also tasted it, and said, "It's not bad, you tried your best."

Lin Zhifei picked up the egg again, and after tasting it, his eyebrows frowned even deeper, he couldn't figure it out: "What's wrong? It's obvious that you were guiding by the side."

Lu Mintong stared at the dish with lowered eyes, pondered for a moment: "The heat is not right."

What should the temperature be like...

Lin Zhifei came to the conclusion with a sad face: "Cooking is too difficult."

"Don't learn." Lu Mintong put down his chopsticks and said in a leisurely manner, "Anyway, you have me."

Lin Zhifei pursed his lips and sighed softly: "Then I also want to be able to cook for you one day... You work so hard, and it is too tiring to take care of me. I regret it very much now. I used to be lazy and didn't learn Be careful, it should be too late now, at my age, everything is fixed, and it is very difficult to learn anything, hey."

Lu Mintong was a little surprised. He didn't expect Lin Zhifei to say such a thing. He smiled softly and said softly, "Be confident, don't think you can't do anything, just practice more and you'll get better."

After eating, Lin Zhifei updated his circle of friends again.

“Too bad to eat/cry”

Get the unanimous schadenfreude of friends hahaha.

Lu Mintong stayed here tonight, Lin Zhifei didn't paint, and went to bed early to help him warm the bed.

When Lu Mintong came out of the shower, Lin Zhifei got up, kneeling on the quilt with his legs, his dark eyes were extraordinarily bright, and he said loudly: "Brother, I just took a shower!"

Lu Mintong suppressed the smile on his lips, and deliberately asked: "What are you talking about?"

The smile on Lin Zhifei's face froze, and he quietly faded away, reminding: "Didn't you say when we called——"

He didn't continue, Lu Mintong sat down by the bed and asked, "What did you say?"

Lin Zhifei looked him up and down, eyes full of suspicion, hesitantly asked: "Brother, are you pretending to be stupid?"

Lu Mintong didn't make a sound, lifted the quilt, calmly said, "Go to sleep."

"Hey." Lin Zhifei became anxious, and grabbed his hand to prevent him from lying down, "Didn't you ask me if my butt is itchy..."

Lu Mintong raised his eyebrows, and when he saw that he had succeeded, he smiled and said: "Okay, you turn your back to me, and raise your butt."

Lin Zhifei was stunned for a moment: "Go directly? No foreplay?"

Lu Mintong pretended to be expressionless: "Hurry up."

Lin Zhifei bit his lip, didn't say anything, and obediently obeyed.

As soon as he was half-kneeling, someone slapped his buttocks with a slight force and some pain.

Lin Zhifei was stunned, and looked back at Lu Mintong in shock, so unexpected that he was speechless for a long time.

Lu Mintong slapped his ass again, and Lin Zhifei reacted now, hiding his body forward, not daring to answer: "Why are you hitting me?"

The smile on Lu Mintong's lips could not be held back any longer, and he finally laughed out loud, under Lin Zhifei's angry gaze, he suppressed his smile and explained concisely: "What I said yesterday was not what you thought. "

Lin Zhifei: "..."

Lu Mintong: "Daughter-in-law, you're a little hungry."

Lin Zhifei: "...I didn't!"

He put on his pants with a puffy face, angry and embarrassed, and his face was not very good. All the fantasies he had just now were wiped out, and now he just wants to grab Lu Mintong... and give him a good beating.

Lu Mintong put it away when he saw that he was sulking, so he grabbed his hand, pressed his fingers and spread out his palm, and tapped his palm with his right hand, so softly that there was a slight itching: "Daughter-in-law."

Lin Zhifei didn't look at him and said nothing.

"Angry?"

Lin Zhifei snorted softly to show his anger.

Lu Mintong smiled lowly and said, "I was wrong, please forgive me, okay?"

Lin Zhifei unexpectedly insisted this time: "I don't want to forgive you."

"Really?"

Lin Zhifei: "..."

Lu Mintong asked again, "Do you want to do it?"

He grabbed Lin Zhifei's hand and pressed it between his legs, saying meaningfully: "I'm ready."

Lin Zhifei couldn't hold on for half a minute, couldn't help but compromise but still had to put on a reluctant look on his face: "Okay, I forgive you."

Lu Mintong smiled silently, raised his hand and stroked his black hair: "My wife is so good."

Lin Zhifei hummed: "No."

Lu Mintong took off his pants, stared at his upturned buttocks, and asked, "Let me hit you twice?"

"I don't really want to..." Lin Zhifei struggled in his mind, but he couldn't stand Lu Mintong's plea, "It hurts a bit, and it's too shameful...children are spanked."

and also--

Lu Min came down with the same palm, he was so startled that he shrunk all over, and he still felt a little bit irritated. It always felt a little weird, and he didn't want to be beaten again.

Lu Mintong took a step back and asked, "I'll try again, how do you feel?"

Lin Zhifei hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded softly: "Okay."

Lu Mintong hit him directly this time, Lin Zhifei caught off guard and cried out, "Brother!"

"How do you feel?" Lu Mintong looked at his faintly flushed buttocks and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Lin Zhifei adjusted his breathing with small mouths, turned to look at Lu Mintong, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Go ahead as long as you like it.