sugar for you is super sweet

It was already nine o'clock at night when the car drove back to Han Lin's house, and the driver had no time to ask Lin Zongjie, master, are you going home?In this case, Lin Zongjie waved his hands and began to chase people away, "Thank you, thank you, you go back first, today's trip counts as overtime for you, and I will tell the accountant when the time comes."

"Okay." The two elder brothers nodded sensiblely, and then drove out of the crowded alley at a high speed.

Father Han was about to take the two children upstairs, and Mother Han came forward to stop her with her sleeping sister in her arms, "Rin Lin, that, let's go back to play with mother today."

Han Lin raised his eyelids lazily, then turned his head and said, "It's too late, I have to do my homework tomorrow, next time."

So after speaking, he stepped up the stairs.

Father Han explained with a little embarrassment, "It's okay, so what, Linlin never wants to run around, you'd better bring Nuannuan back first."

Lin Zongjie said, "Uncle, it's so late, why don't you take a taxi to take Auntie home."

"If you want it, Zongjie, go up by yourself."

Han Lin stood at the door of the house and waited for Lin Zongjie to come up before opening the door. Lin Zongjie followed him, "Hey, are you standing upstairs peeking? Are you reluctant to part with your mother?"

"I miss you."

"What?" Lin Zongjie picked out his ears, he just thought he had heard wrong, so he leaned forward and asked again, "What did you say?"

"I said I miss you."

"..." Lin Zongjie reached out to touch Han Lin's forehead, "Daughter-in-law, you don't have a fever, do you?"

Han Lin didn't bother to pay attention to him, went into the room and turned on the light, and moved his gloves to a quilt.

In short, Lin Zongjie followed wherever he went. The bastard was tall and strong, and he had to block the way wherever he went. Han Lin walked around the room and had to keep giving way to him.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..."

"If you fart, just let it go?"

"Just now your mother wanted to take you away, but I thought you had to avoid playing with me to avoid suspicion."

"Staying is to avoid suspicion." Han Lin patted the covered pillow, "I've never been to their house, and today I inexplicably answered, is this hiding from you?"

"But uncles and aunts don't necessarily think so. I guess your mother must think that you didn't leave because you didn't want to leave me."

"She can think what she likes."

Lin Zongjie turned his head away, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Han Lin put the wristband on his chest, "You don't plan to secretly talk about it for the rest of your life, do you?"

"No, if you want, I can come to propose marriage to your parents right now."

"Then you will be thrown headfirst from the seventh floor by my mother."

"Hey hey." Lin Zongjie smiled and stretched out his arms to hug Han Lin, "No, I will come back after I graduate from university. Then we will hold hands and kneel at the door. If they agree, they will agree. If they don't agree, we will go from seven together. Jump downstairs."

"If you want to dance, you can dance yourself, I won't dance."

"Then we'll run away."

As he was talking, Lin Zongjie wanted to lower his head to nibble on this soft and cute little daughter-in-law in his arms. Who ever lowered his head halfway, before even touching the tip of his nose, he suddenly heard the big iron door in the living room Someone used a key to 'click' and twisted it around.

"Damn." The swear words habitually blurted out, and Lin Zongjie quickly let go of Han Lin's hand.

Han Lin smiled speechlessly, and continued to put his hands on the bedding.

Lin Zongjie came out of the room, "Uncle? You didn't take Auntie home?"

Father Han scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "She doesn't want me to send it."

Lin Zongjie pursed his lips, thinking that the aunt might be afraid that something would happen if he and Han Lin were alone at home.

Han Lin walked out of the room with the quilt and pillows in his arms. He said to Lin Zongjie, "You can sleep in my room, and I will sleep on the sofa."

Lin Zongjie stretched out his hand to hold him, "It's so cold, and you don't have heating at home, so you won't catch a cold if you sleep on the sofa."

"It's all right."

"You sleep in your own room, I'll sleep with uncle." Lin Zongjie raised his head, and he clicked his tongue at Father Han, "Uncle, it doesn't matter if we sleep together."

"it does not matter."

So our big president succeeded in lying on the same bed with his father-in-law again, lying under the covers at night and secretly sent several text messages to Han Lin, taking advantage of his daughter-in-law's words, and feeling very complacent .

The bed in Father Han's room was at least half the size of the bed in Han Lin's room. Lin Zongjie turned over comfortably and asked, "Uncle, are you and Auntie planning to remarry?"

"Well, Nuan Nuan is getting bigger and bigger and needs the care of parents."

"Nuannuan?" She was surprised at first, and then realized that it was Han Lin's sister. Lin Zongjie said, "So it's for my sister."

The divorce is for the sake of the elder brother, and the remarriage is for the sake of the younger sister. Why is it so pitiful that his daughter-in-law does not love her father or mother?

Lin Zongjie sighed silently in his heart.

Originally wanted to chat for a while, but after hearing all this, I lost my mood. After touching the phone and grabbing back under the quilt, Lin Zongjie started sending text messages to Han Lin.

---Daughter-in-law, I love you.

---Aren't you asleep?

---I don't want to sleep anymore, I can't sleep because of what you think.

--- Rest early and endorse with me tomorrow.

"........." Damn, at such an affectionate moment, I mentioned the endorsement again. Just now, my mind was full of the determination to never break up even if the world collapsed, to take care of my wife for the rest of my life, and the courage to take care of my wife, was defeated by Han Lin's limp With one punch, he was slammed into pieces.

It's winter vacation, and Father Han spends more time at home all day.

Han Lin usually locked his door when he stayed at home, but this time Lin Zongjie and him huddled together on the same desk, probably to dispel his parents' doubts, so this time the door was specially opened wide.

Father Han was sitting on the sofa wearing glasses and holding a newspaper in his hand. With a glance, he could see the two children studying hard in the room.

Han Lin has always been the quietest when doing questions. Except for going out to drink water and go to the bathroom, he locked himself in the room almost silently the whole time.

The arrival of Lin Zongjie obviously added a bit of vitality to the family, at least Father Han could still hear his son's scolding voice coming from the house from time to time.

"are you a pig?"

"How come you can't remember the words that are so easy to say?"

"It's fine to get to three decimal places."

"Are you formulating this formula to blow up the school?"

Han Lin, who has always been gentle and not rude, Father Han is really curious what kind of scumbag can make this good boy so angry, poking his head carefully, but saw the two children sitting obediently by the window, Han Lin Rin opened his mouth to curse while writing his homework, while Lin Zongjie buried his head and frantically wiped the questions on his notebook with an eraser.

"I feel like I'm teaching elementary school kids."

"Did you know? The sixth grader upstairs in our house probably knows more questions than you do."

"With your arithmetic ability, you will go bankrupt if you inherit the family business in the future."

He kept on doing his homework and had a venomous tongue. When Father Han turned around and went to the kitchen to cook for the children, Lin Zongjie grabbed Han Lin's lapel, pressed the chattering kid on the table and gave him a ruthless kiss.

Lin Zongjie has a serious problem with picky eaters. Usually, the family has a nanny who comes to cook at some point. He holds a chef qualification certificate in his hand. The meals he cooks are almost the same as the skills of chefs in hotels. Father Han obviously does not have this skill.

There are pitiful home-cooked dishes such as tomato scrambled eggs, green pepper fried meat, cucumber preserved egg soup, etc., which are average in color and taste, and look unappetizing.

Lin Zongjie didn't take a few bites, afraid that Han Lin would find out that he disliked this, so he started chatting with Father Han about the topic.

I didn't eat enough at noon, and my stomach growled when I continued to do my homework in the afternoon. Lin Zongjie had never done the questions so fast. With Han Lin watching, he made a third of the winter vacation test questions in one day. go.

"Daughter-in-law, let's go downstairs and buy some candy."

"I have it in the cabinet, you can take it yourself."

"Your candy doesn't taste good, your candy has expired, who doesn't know how to give you that candy? Really, I don't know how to buy some expensive ones when I buy gifts for people, so I get some counterfeit goods to give to people." Not too ashamed to panic."

Han Lin bit the tip of his pen, and he turned to look at Lin Zongjie who was rolling around on his bed, "It should be bought by my mother, or my father bought it, he likes to buy cottage candy every New Year, and the family has bought it again." Nobody eats it, so there's always a big pile left at the end."

"Daughter-in-law, shall we be together every Chinese New Year in the future?"

"If you can pass the college entrance examination next year."

"Damn it, it's okay if you don't pass the labor-management exam and repeat for a year."

"Ah, then I have a long-distance relationship again. I wonder if I will meet someone more handsome after I go to college." Han Lin tilted his head, as if he had begun to look forward to his college life, "If your boyfriend is not around It will be more convenient to go out to play, I support you to repeat."

"…………"

"I'm stupid." If possible, Lin Zongjie really wanted to throw Han Lin onto the bed with his backhand over his shoulder, and reluctantly got up from the bed and sat back at the desk. He yelled, "Take my homework away!" come over."

"Do five more pages today, and then you can start memorizing words."

"I only recited ten words this morning."

"You must memorize at least fifty a day, and you are still short of forty."

"…………"

Lin Zongjie pouted dissatisfiedly, "If you kiss me, I will recite it."

Han Lin turned around, "What?"

Lin Zongjie patted the table angrily, "I want a real kiss, a real kiss."

"After the recitation, we will kiss again."

Han Lin's mouth is stubborn, but he still remembers the reason to slap a candy. Although Lin Zongjie had tried his best to cover up the fact that he was not used to eating at lunch, Father Han didn't notice, but Han Lin even went to Lin Zongjie to eat. I can count how many grains of rice I put in my mouth.

In the evening, he took the initiative to say that he would cook by himself, and after asking Lin Zongjie if he would eat fish, he went downstairs to buy some vegetables and came back.

Lin Zongjie invited Father Han to play two games of chess, the father and son were playing outside, and Han Lin was obediently preparing dinner in the kitchen by himself.

From time to time, he had to look away from the chessboard and into the kitchen, Lin Zongjie asked, "Uncle, Han Lin can still cook?"

"Yes, my uncle used to be busy with work, and Lin Lin took care of himself when he went to and from school."

"Oh." Lin Zongjie nodded.

When he opened the kitchen door and entered, Han Lin was holding a knife and slashing at the fish.

As soon as Lin Zongjie rolled up his sleeves, he wanted to step forward to help, "I'll wash the vegetables for you."

"Go out and play."

"Hey, although my daughter-in-law is gentle, virtuous, kind and generous, your husband can still do small things like washing vegetables and dishes."

Lin Zongjie squeezed into the small kitchen, holding a handful of lettuce to occupy the place of the sink.

Han Lin asked him, "Do you eat both pickled sea pepper and wild pepper?"

"Aren't these two the same thing?"

"Pickled sea pepper is red, wild pepper is green, right?"

"Oh, then I'll eat everything, I like spicy things." After picking up a piece of ginger thrown by Han Lin, Lin Zongjie began to clean it seriously, "You usually cook fish when you eat so lightly, It couldn't have been specially made for me."

"I've seen it on TV before, but I don't know if it's delicious or not."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the soup later."

Han Lin glanced at Lin Zongjie inexplicably, "I'm not making fish soup for you."

"I know, what is this? It looks like this material is for boiled fish?"

"Yes." Han Lin continued to lower his head to cut ginger, "Do you dare to drink boiled fish soup?"

"What are you afraid of? Even if you give me a bowl of rat medicine, I dare to drink it."

"..." The hand holding the knife turned away, and Han Lin almost cut his own hand. Just now he looked up with a face full of inexplicable, but now he looks up at a fool, and there are a few ginger stains on his white fingers Mo, Han Lin reached out and patted Lin Zongjie's shoulder, "Da Lang, can you go out and stay?"