Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

The next three sat at a table to eat.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere at the table was a little weird.

Wen Jingyao habitually occupied the position in front of the sweet and sour fish, but he didn't expect his father's first target after moving his chopsticks was also that fish.

I saw the man put the fish into his mouth, and his always rigid face showed a surprised expression for the first time today.

"delicious."

Fu Lin didn't expect the other party to praise him.Probably Father Wen's character is like this, whether he hates it or likes it, he will express it very straightforwardly.

The mood suddenly improved a lot.

Soon Fu Lin discovered that the tastes of the father and son were almost exactly the same.Father Wen also loves the dishes that Wen Jingyao loves, so he frequently competed with his son for food, and soon received radio waves of dissatisfaction from the other party.

With Father Wen's selfish personality, of course he ignored them all.

Fu Lin suddenly felt that these two people were a little funny.

He finally couldn't help laughing when he saw the fish being eaten into a skeleton, and the two were fighting openly and secretly for the last piece of meat on the tail.

Father Wen glanced at him dissatisfied.

Fu Lin immediately put away his smile and pretended to be serious.

At the moment Father Wen was distracted, Wen Jingyao made a decisive move and snatched the fish tail away with his chopsticks.

Father Wen: "..."

Fu Lin laughed wildly in his heart: "Hahahahaha."

Overall the meal was very satisfying.

Father Wen even ate three bowls of rice, and the dishes were all on CD-ROM. He wiped his mouth with a paper towel and praised again: "Good cooking."

After a while, he said regretfully: "Since Zhou's mother went back to recuperate, she has never eaten such delicious home-cooked food... It would be great if your mother could cook."

Wen Jingyao said lightly: "Fu Lin can not only cook, but also make desserts."

Hey, shouldn't it be an illusion?Seems like Father Wen's eyes lit up...?

As the saying goes, you should strike while the iron is hot, and Fu Lin immediately said friendlyly: "There is pudding in the refrigerator, if you are interested, you can try it."

"Thank you."

Father Wen immediately got up to look through the refrigerator.

Fu Lin: "..."

Wen Jingyao: "...don't finish eating."

If I had known that Father Wen's style of painting was essentially this, I wouldn't have been so tense in the first place.

Fu Lin couldn't help stretching out a hand, and while Father Wen wasn't paying attention, he touched Wen Jingyao's head.

"What?" Wen Jingyao looked at him blankly.

"You are worthy of being a family."

"..."

"They're all equally cute."

"..."

Of course, Fu Lin knew very well in his heart that although Father Wen gave him great praise for his cooking skills, it did not mean that he accepted their relationship.

When they went downstairs to see them off together, Father Wen emphasized his position to them again.

"I don't agree with you being together."

Wen Jingyao opened his mouth to refute, but Fu Lin stopped him in time.

Fu Lin, who has successfully figured out the boss strategy method, said with a smile: "It's okay, welcome uncle to come over for dinner next time when you are free."

Father Wen immediately froze his face and struggled inwardly, finally only let out a weak hum from his nasal cavity.

The heavy snow has stopped, and a thick layer of down has accumulated on both sides of the road, reflecting white light in the dark sky.

Father Wen walked slowly for three or four meters, and suddenly turned around and said to Wen Jingyao, "Give me the key."

Then he lowered his head, straightened the scarf around his neck, and said casually: "... next time I come, I will call first."

"it is good."

Wen Jingyao nodded, took out the key, and put it in his father's hand.

After seeing off Father Wen, Fu Lin took a deep breath of the snowy air and said with emotion: "It's so good to snow..."

They didn't go home right away, and worked together to build two little snowmen by the flower bed downstairs.

Fu Lin picked up a long, small wooden board, wrapped it several times with dry vines vertically, and stuck it in the left hand of one of the snowmen.

"This is your chant of the sea dragon."

Then I broke a long dead branch and inserted it on the right side of another snowman's body.

"This is my moonrise. Walk the rivers and lakes with one piano and one sword."

He clapped his hands admiring his masterpiece, turned his head and said to his lover, "Come, take a photo for me to commemorate."

Wen Jingyao took a few steps back to create distance, and held up his phone under the tree.

The moment he just pressed the camera button, there was a sudden "wow" from the branches above his head.

A large ball of snow fell from under the tree and just poured on Wen Jingyao's head, turning him into a snowman.

"..."

"Pfft..." Fu Lin laughed.

Wen Jingyao wiped off the snow covering his face, and shook the phone vigorously.On the other side of the tree, the children's sly laughter sounded, quite proud.

It turned out that the bear children nearby were shaking the tree just now, taking the opportunity to tease them.

Fu Lin picked up a snowball from the ground and threw it over. It hit the tree trunk with a "snap", and it burst into mud.

He joked: "We're going to have revenge!"

The bear boy also quickly responded: "Come on! Let's fight!"

A long-lost snowball fight unfolded in the snow downstairs.

Fu Linte showed mercy, otherwise, with his speed and strength, the brats would have been smashed to the point of being unable to get up, and it was the first time Wen Jingyao played such a game, and it felt a bit fresh.

Two youths and three children chased back and forth across the vast expanse of white grass, laughing and making noises. They didn't go upstairs until they were exhausted.

It's like going back to my childhood.

Even though his back was sweating from playing, the skin on his face and hands was still cool.Wen Jingyao's eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with crystal debris, and his side face was as beautiful as an ice crystal sculpture. Fu Lin's heart beat a little while he was in the elevator, and he couldn't help but want to kiss him.

As soon as they entered the house, the lights were too late to turn on, and the two embraced tightly in the dark.

The pitch-dark environment encourages the breeding of certain thoughts.The turbulent love rushed back and forth in his chest, almost unstoppable.

At this moment, any words are superfluous.

The moment his lips and tongue were separated, Fu Lin's body sank suddenly.

Wen Jingyao vaguely realized what he wanted to do, frowned slightly, and stopped him: "Linlin."

"Do not talk……"

Fu Lin said softly.

For the first time in days.

Without any practical experience, only the theoretical knowledge learned in the film in the past.But when the matter came, his mind went blank, and he couldn't figure out what steps to take, so he could only rely on his instinct to please the other party.

Wen Jingyao's breathing became heavy, his body moved and wanted to shrink back, and there was only a cold and hard wall behind him.He could only touch the side of Fu Lin's ear, and kept whispering, "It's okay, Linlin, it's okay."

……

After all this is done, the room tends to be silent.Within a few minutes, only the two of them gradually recovered their even breathing.

The wise man who was disconnected finally logged in again, his eyes gradually became clearer.

Recalling what he did just now, Fu Lin's face was flushed... Fortunately, the room was dark and he couldn't see the details clearly.

Wen Jingyao had nothing to say to him, sighed helplessly, knelt down and hugged his shoulder.

"you……"

"I must have a split personality. Just pretend that nothing happened."

"..."

Wen Jingyao wanted to touch him, but was firmly held down.

Fu Lin shook his head and said in a low voice, "No need, let's talk."

Two people are rarely so messed up.

Sitting by the door against the wall, with disheveled clothes and no lights on.

"Jing Yao, thank you today."

"Thanks for what?"

"Thank you for protecting me in front of your father." Fu Lin held the hand on his thigh, "Although I was a little surprised by your relationship with your family? I didn't expect you to be so strong..."

"In my family, what is reasonable must be reasonable, no matter who you are." Wen Jingyao explained, "Even if they are angry with me again, they shouldn't come to embarrass you."

"No...Actually, your dad didn't do anything today." Fu Lin tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder, "But there was something he said that made me think for a long time."

"What?"

"He is right. I am really confused about the future. You are destined to embark on the academic path, with a clear goal and a clear mind, but I don't know what I can do in the future."

Wen Jingyao was silent for a while, and said, "Go find a job after graduation."

Fu Lin shook his head.

"Actually, I once had an idea, but I quickly dispelled it. Today, your father asked me about my future career plan. I thought about it for a while while cooking in the kitchen, and suddenly I wanted to put that idea into practice..."

He paused and asked, "If I want to open my own dessert shop, will you support me?"

"I will." There was almost no hesitation in the answer.

"Thank you. Now that I have made up my mind, I will definitely make serious preparations at that time. If my dad knows that I have this idea, he will be very happy... Ah, speaking of my dad, he will return to China after a while, and I will take you there Meet him, the three of us will have a meal together."

"Okay." Wen Jingyao agreed, and asked hesitantly, "Is his skill as good as yours?"

"...Don't worry, he doesn't beat people up." Fu Lin couldn't help laughing, "He knew about my relationship with you before."

"He won't embarrass you?"

"No, he's open-minded. My dad knew I was a long time ago,"

After saying this, Fu Lin realized how happy he was at the moment.No matter the closest family members or best friends, they all expressed their blessings to him on this relationship.

And one day, their feelings will definitely be understood by Wen Jingyao's parents.

"Think about it, I will open a small shop near T University in the future, and you can come and sit when you have nothing to do. You write your thesis, and I do mine. Seeing you in the shop, I am more motivated to work ..."

Their future is a leisurely and peaceful picture scroll.

It has a beauty that no one can destroy.