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Lin Shuping had to catch the plane at 09:30 in the morning, so he got up very early, and even Lin Sheng, who was making breakfast, got up even earlier.

Lin Shuping had to pack his luggage last night, and Lin Sheng had to pack and confirm several times that he didn't go to bed until 05:30 in the morning, and woke up at [-]:[-] in the morning, and he felt a bit listless.

However, it is not too difficult for Lin Sheng to hold on for a few hours.

A meal of sweet soy milk and freshly fried deep-fried dough sticks into the stomach, can always calm Lin Shuping's irritability, although it is not much better than usual, but it is safe to get through the disaster.

After sending Lin Shuping away, Lin Sheng stood at the door of the house and looked at the distance where the rear of the car could not be seen, and heaved a sigh of relief as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and rubbed his sore back after not sleeping well, and walked towards the kitchen while rubbing.

Lin Sheng opened the refrigerator, and carefully sorted out the remaining ingredients. The expression on his face was as expected as usual.

Yesterday Lin Shuping said that there was enough stuff in the refrigerator for Lin Sheng to live for a week, and this was only enough to draw a limit on the edge of not starving to death.

Lin Shuping usually handles the purchase of ingredients at home. Either he stops by the supermarket or vegetable market when he gets off work, or he places an order online for delivery.

The main reason was that he was worried that if he gave the money to Lin Sheng, Lin Sheng would deduct some bits and pieces of money from it. After all, in a place like the vegetable market, whoever has nothing to do will issue an invoice.

Obviously they are father and son, but they have to guard against thieves for a few dollars, for fear of being robbed of a penny. If this matter is said, it will be treated as a joke after dinner for a long time.

Lin Sheng carefully rummaged through the contents of the refrigerator, and took out all the fresher ones, and planned to take them to the next door later.

But after searching over and over again, I found a bundle of sausages, a box of eggs, two corns, and a small bag of ribs.

Lin Sheng looked at the air-conditioned refrigerator with an extremely disappointed expression. He only comforted himself in his heart that something is better than nothing. Ribs and corn can still make soup at noon, and soup is most suitable for cold weather.

Lin Sheng was always easy to be satisfied, when he thought of cooking soup for Liao Muyang in a while, the expression on his face became a little more lively.

He packed his things into a big bag, walked around the house carefully, checked that all electrical appliances were turned off, and then went out with peace of mind.

It has to be said that Xiao Lin Sheng also has a little selfishness, he wants to stay at Liao Muyang's house, and he doesn't want to go back to this cold house alone, so the preparation for going out is like going on a long journey.

It's just across the next door, and it takes 1 minute to walk there.

Lin Sheng unlocked the door, closed it carefully, and walked towards the door of the house.

The combination lock was unlocked with a tick, and the two inside and outside saw each other for the first time.

Lin Sheng saw that Liao Muyang was on the phone, and didn't bother, he just raised his hand and gestured, "Brother, I'm here."

Liao Muyang was on the phone here, he was a bit uncomfortable to answer, so he got up quickly and walked to Lin Sheng's side, rubbed his little head with his free hand, and took the bag from his hand by the way.

Immediately after, he took the time to reply and said to Lin Sheng: "There is milk in the refrigerator, Sheng Zi can go to warm up a cup first, okay?"

Lin Sheng was afraid of disturbing Liao Muyang's talk, so he nodded his head hastily, put on his slippers obediently, took the bag from Liao Muyang's hand repeatedly, and walked towards the kitchen with familiar steps.

Brother Liao looked at the child's chubby and cute back surrounded by a down jacket, so he didn't have the time to put it on the phone, so he spoke quickly and ended the conversation.

"Okay, tomorrow afternoon, I'll go."

"Give me another invitation letter, and I will take the child with me."

Jiang Weiyi on the other side of the phone immediately became excited when he heard this, and quickly replied.

"No problem, as many invitations as you want, I must bring your child with me tomorrow, I want to see which pure and good child is slapped by you."

"Don't be poor, let me tell you a few serious words, children are timid, please restrain yourself tomorrow and don't say anything."

"And he can't talk, don't mention it or ask about it, be natural."

Liao Muyang didn't deliberately mention this matter when he saw people, and he didn't want to mention it if he could, but this is Lin Sheng's sensitive place after all, and he always wants to give these gangsters around him a vaccination in advance, so as not to happen the last time Qiu Sen's situation.

Jiang Yanyi heard Liao Muyang's tone becoming serious, so she naturally accepted the teasing in her tone, and replied solemnly: "Okay, I got it, don't worry, I will definitely not scare your children."

"Well, I'll call you when the time comes tomorrow, and hang up first when the child comes."

"OKOK, take it easy."

Liao Muyang didn't answer the poor talk, just smiled and hung up the phone.

The mobile phone was casually thrown on the sofa, Liao Muyang got up and walked straight towards the kitchen.

Lin Sheng looked at the time on his phone and struggled for a while in the kitchen. At nine o'clock, it was a little late for breakfast and a little early for lunch.

But after thinking about it, thinking that cooking soup is not afraid of a long time, I simply dealt with the ribs and corn first.

When Liao Muyang entered the kitchen, he saw Lin Sheng cleaning the ribs.

Brother Liao looked around, but didn't find that he was using the remaining cup, and he knew that Lin Sheng probably forgot to drink milk after cooking.

Strange to say, Liao Muyang really had a great obsession with letting Lin Sheng drink milk, at least he had to feed the child two cups a day, as if he was afraid that the child would be thin and small and not grow taller.

He opened the refrigerator and took out the milk. Lin Sheng subconsciously turned his head when he heard the sound of the refrigerator being turned on.

Liao Muyang rubbed Lin Sheng's head as a habit, poured the milk into the microwave oven, and said, "Sheng Zi forgot the milk again."

Hearing these words, Lin Sheng realized what he had just nodded to Liao Muyang at the door. He blinked at Liao Muyang apologetically, put down the ribs in his hand and gestured to Liao Muyang.

"I won't forget it next time."

Liao Muyang looked at those dark and dark grape eyes, his heart was about to soften, he didn't have time to think of anything else, so he freed his hands and pinched those soft and soft cheeks.

And kept clicking in my heart, this feeling is really surprisingly good.

Lin Sheng stood where he was, letting the wolf's paws pinch back and forth, very obedient.

Brother Liao also accepted it as soon as it was ready, and when the microwave oven stopped, he withdrew his hand, poured milk from the bowl into a cup, and handed it to Lin Sheng.

"Sheng Zi, drink quickly, drink the milk and then do other things."

The milk was heated to a temperature just right for the mouth. Lin Sheng took the cup and swallowed the sweet milk into his stomach in small mouthfuls. Waiting for the last mouthful, he habitually stuck out the tip of his pink tongue and sipped it. Milk stains on lips.

From Lin Sheng's point of view, this movement is naturally a normal habit.

But in Liao Muyang's eyes, it became a provocative and unknowingly pure and lustful.

Brother Liao stared at the plump pink lips, rolled his throat soundlessly, and turned his eyes away as if he was restraining his impulse.

He raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, diverted his attention and asked, "Sheng, what are we having for lunch?"

Hearing this, Lin Sheng quickly put down his cup and gestured.

"Egg fried rice and corn rib soup."

"Have you had breakfast, brother? Are you still hungry? It's still early, do you want me to make a breakfast first?"

Liao Muyang flipped through Lin Sheng's words, and replied: "I'm not hungry after breakfast, and Sheng Zi can just cook lunch at ease. I really like corn rib soup."

This tone may have been softened with a bit of pampering after staying with Lin Sheng for a long time.

Liao Muyang knew that Lin Shuping was at home in the morning, and Lin Sheng needed to make breakfast for the holiday, so he guessed that he would not be able to come, so he ate two bags of quick-frozen dumplings to fill his stomach, and he was really not hungry now.

Hearing these words, Lin Sheng was immediately drawn to look at him, and his brows and eyes were stained with a bright smile.

"Then I'll make it now, brother will be able to drink it soon."

Liao Muyang looked at Lin Sheng's excited expression, only smiled and raised his hand to rub that little head again, knowing that he couldn't help in the kitchen, so he opened his mouth and replied.

"Okay, then I'll go to draw the manuscript first, Sheng Zi is not in a hurry."

Lin Sheng nodded when he heard this, then turned around, and continued to pack the ribs in his hand.

Seeing this, Liao Muyang stopped staying in the kitchen, walked to the table in the hall and sat down, continuing to work on the details of the manuscript.

The soft sound of sparks from the kitchen mixed with the sound of pencils scraping across the paper, quietly raised a warm smoke, slowly filling the room.