Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

The three of them ushered in a dinner with a strange atmosphere.

Father Lin cooked the legendary new dish "Zuibu Liuxiang".It was the first time for the two of them to eat chicken feet marinated in fermented wine, and it felt very fresh... Although Fu Lin always felt that if his father took a step too far, he would enter the realm of dark cooking.

Father Lin cooks western food, so he is not good at Chinese food, but in the past two years, he has been too fond of inventions and creations.Fu Lin can only be thankful that he learned early and did not catch up with his father's "good time".

Father Lin is a person who easily forgets what he said.After a while, he put aside the matter of making things difficult for Wen Jingyao out of the blue, and began to talk about all kinds of experiences abroad.As I was talking, I remembered a gay friend who broke up with his family, and then realized that I seemed to have missed an important point.

"Do your parents know about the two of you?" He asked Wen Jingyao.

"know."

"Should they disagree?"

"Not yet, but it doesn't matter."

"It's okay?" Father Lin sneered while holding his wine glass, "As a student with no financial resources, if they get angry with you, they can make you unable to live in minutes."

"No." Wen Jingyao shook his head, "Part of my grandfather's inheritance, including two houses and one store, are all in my name. When I was in high school, I opened an account in the name of my mother-in-law to trade stocks, and I earned more than enough expenses for the next few years. Now I Being an adult, they don't have any chance of controlling my financial resources."

Father Lin: "..."

Fu Lin silently filled his father's red wine glass with wine.

"Well... I still admire you very much." Father Lin took a deep breath, "But, purely from an emotional point of view, you should not be willing to break up with your family for the sake of love, right? You are still so young."

"There is no need for a breakup. My father just couldn't accept the impact of new ideas for a while, so he was a little emotionally out of control, but I believe that with the help of various books and documents, he will soon be able to break through the shackles of thinking, and have a good understanding of homosexual psychology. A comprehensive and sober understanding."

"..." Father Lin suddenly regretted listening to Wen Jingyao.

Fu Lin silently picked up a chicken paw for his father.

"Xiaolin, were you serious when you told me on the phone last time that you wanted to open a store?" Father Lin could only look at his son, trying to feel the kindness and friendliness of ordinary people.

"Yes……"

"Okay. Anyway, you will be a senior in September. Let me introduce you to an old friend who works as a pastry chef in City S. You can take advantage of the opportunity of an internship to learn from him." Father Lin is very happy that his son is also willing to go This way, "You are still immature in your craft. Before you go out to open a shop by yourself, wait for you to learn from him for a year or two, and then I will judge whether you are suitable to do it alone."

"Okay." Fu Lin's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "Thank you Dad."

"Yeah." Father Lin thought with satisfaction, as expected, his own son was cuter.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Father Lin asked Fu Lin to sleep with him.

Fu Lin looked at Wen Jingyao in embarrassment, and Wen Jingyao looked at him sadly.

Father Lin suddenly felt like an evil mother-in-law beating mandarin ducks, waved his hands and said, "All right, if you want to squeeze that small bed, you can squeeze it, I don't care. But I want to remind you, although our room is soundproof Okay, but please refrain from doing bad things. Do you understand that you should love single older men and middle-aged men?"

Fu Lin's room has been rarely used since he went to college.Letting Wen Jingyao in for a visit inevitably made him a little nervous.

"The room is too messy, you're about to leave..."

That being said, the room was actually not messy at all.All kinds of books are arranged neatly on the bookshelves, and there are no clothes hanging on the back of the chair.

There was a poster of the Boston Greensleeves on the wall, and Pomarantz held the bat in his batting position, majestic.

"It seems that the gift is right." Wen Jingyao pointed to the poster, "You really like him."

"Yes." Fu Lin smiled, "Speaking of presents...do you know what Lao Wu gave me?"

"He gave a birthday present too?"

"Yeah, he sent it to my mailbox that night, and I didn't find out until two days later." Fu Lin heheed twice, "He sent me a gv of dozens of g..."

Wen Jingyao: "..."

"The message is: I wish you good sex." Fu Lin took out another brand new pillow from the cabinet and threw it to him, "You said he is a straight man, why would he collect these things..."

Wen Jingyao knew why.After he asked Wu Zhuofan last time, the other party took a very serious attitude (for money) and collected a lot of pornographic resources.Probably those who did not meet his requirements after screening were sent to Fu Lin as gifts... It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

"Okay, go to bed." Fu Lin went to the door and turned off the ceiling light in the room, "The bed is a bit small, it will last overnight."

The bedside lamp was still emitting a warm yellow light, Wen Jingyao pulled Fu Lin's pillow away for a distance, and was about to put his own pillow next to him, when he suddenly saw a picture turned upside down where the pillow was moved away.

This is……?

Before deciding whether to pick up the photo or not, Fu Lin who suddenly reacted jumped and blocked it with his body.

"Don't, don't, don't look!!"

This overwrought look made people curious.

"What is it?"

"...It's nothing." Fu Lin shook his head while grabbing the photo.

"Ye Xuanqiong?"

"..." Wen Jingyao just asked casually based on inertial reasoning, but Fu Lin was suddenly stimulated by these words.

"Who would put a photo of my brother under the pillow, are you sick!?"

After speaking, he slapped the photo on his chest, turned his face away in embarrassment: "Look for yourself."

Turning it over, Wen Jingyao was taken aback.

Because it was a picture of himself.Sitting on the sofa in the living room quietly flipping through the side profile of a book, I don't know when Fu Lin took it.

"Anyway, my idiot image can't be washed away..." Fu Lin fell down on the rumpled quilt in despair.

"When was the photo taken?"

"Before last summer vacation...Sorry, I secretly took pictures of you."

"Why sneak shot?"

"If I had known that you liked me, I wouldn't have secretly photographed it." Fu Lin explained in a voice that couldn't be lowered, "I just wanted to go home at that time, and I didn't see you for a long time, so I wanted to leave you alone." Take a look at the photos anytime..."

"You still printed it out."

"I'm sorry, I'm really a pervert." Fu Lin's voice became softer, like a mosquito screaming, "Actually, I still... look at the photos and DIY..."

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Wen Jingyao pulled away Fu Lin's hand covering his eyes, and kissed his fingers one by one.

"I will too." He confessed frankly while kissing, "I will think of you too, and do things like that."

"..."

The stimulating effect of this sentence is amazing.Fu Lin sat up, resisted the trembling of his left hand, bit his lower lip and asked, "Do you want to do it?"

Wen Jingyao turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door.

"The sound insulation in the room is very good, my dad can't hear it." Fu Lin thought he was heeding his father's warning.

Unexpectedly, Wen Jingyao replied seriously: "No trick."

Fu Lin leaned against him exhaustedly, completely giving up face.

"...Just don't stay in there."

"No lubricant either."

Fu Lin took out one from the pocket of his changed trousers: "... I bought it by the way when I went downstairs to buy cigarettes today."

After I finished speaking, I really couldn't stand myself anymore, and said in a broken voice: "I'm like I'm afraid that no one will want me, and I'm still playing forced sales..."

"No."

Wen Jingyao took his hand.

"I want you very much."

Father Lin's exhortations were completely ignored.

Probably because the location was in the private area where he had slept for several years, and he had been having an affair under his father's nose, Fu Lin's emotions were filled with excessive shame and excitement.

The same goes for Wen Jingyao, possessing the other party in the lover's room. Although this fact can't make him have unnecessary associations, it still subtly affects his emotions.

After only doing a simple foreplay, I couldn't wait to get straight to the point.

Although he has gradually gotten used to the combination, the moment of entering is still unavoidable. Fu Lin's brows tightened, and he grabbed the opponent's arm.

But the caresses and kisses of his lover soon made him giddy.

He didn't dare to cry out, so he could only suppress his voice back into his throat, turning it into a low swallow that was almost crying.

The bedside light was off.

Wen Jingyao's usual cautiousness and consideration seemed to be squeezed out by his inflated emotions, and his actions gradually became a little rough, which made people feel more.

Fu Lin's soul is almost gone.Even though the room was pitch black, there was a mess of light in front of my eyes.

I don't know what night it is.

The next day, Fu Lin slept until the sun was three poles before waking up.

Rubbing his sore waist, he went out the door and heard the symphony of pots and pans coming from the kitchen.

Looking over, it turned out that his father was teaching Wen Jingyao how to cook...

Omg.

Wen Jingyao still looked so clumsy, and his father also acted unceremoniously as a strict teacher, constantly criticizing him: "Is there anyone as stupid as you?"

"Don't even know Doufen??"

"Too much salt!!"

Fu Lin got a headache from the noise, and couldn't help but stop him: "...Dad, can you speak softly?"

"Yo, I'm finally willing to get up."

Father Lin heard his son's voice, turned his head and looked him up and down, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Fu Lin had a premonition that something was going wrong, and immediately lowered his head to check if there was a hickey on his collarbone.

"What did I say yesterday? You all fell on deaf ears, didn't you? Wait until you wash the sheets yourself before leaving!"

Fu Lin: "..."

"You have to do it, but it's still the one at the bottom, isn't it plausible!? What happened to the force value you are so proud of? Isn't it good to fight, but when you see a handsome guy, your legs go limp?"

Fu Lin thought to himself: Fighting and going to bed are not the same thing.

"Last night...was it noisy to you?"

"No! If you disturb my sleep, I will smash your door that night!"

"Then you are..."

"Go look in the mirror and look at your overindulgent appearance. You can tell what bad things you did last night. Do you still need to ask?"

Fu Lin touched his face in embarrassment.

"Uncle, can we turn off the fire now?" Wen Jingyao interrupted suddenly.

Father Lin was shocked when he took a look, and shouted: "Fucking idiot!! Shut it down!!!"

The lunch was carefully prepared by Chef Wen under the friendly guidance of Father Lin.

As a result of being scolded from beginning to end by the instructor, Wen Jingyao made a few home-cooked dishes that were at least edible.

Father Lin chewed the tomato scrambled eggs, complaining about the taste all the time, but everyone could see that his attitude was much more relaxed than yesterday.

When they left home to go to the train station, Father Lin asked them to come back to play next week, and by the way, he also called Ye Xuanqiong to have a get-together.

Because of this, Fu Lin was in a good mood all the way back.

"My dad has something to say, don't take it to heart."

"He just cares too much about you." Wen Jingyao understood very well.

"He...he really wants to make it up to me, after all, we've been getting together less often and leaving more. Some time ago, he also told me that he wanted to open a restaurant in S City, settle down, and stop running around in the future."

"Uncle is a good man." Wen Jingyao said, "It's the first time I have successfully cooked so many dishes."

Fu Lin couldn't help laughing.

At this time, the phone rang, and when he looked down, it was a text message from his father.

"Your boyfriend is actually pretty good, but he's a bit dumb. Grab him! Don't be abducted by the goblin!"

"Hahaha……"

Holding the phone, Fu Lin laughed and fell on his lover.

Volume [-] "Final Return"