Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

On the first day of the new year, the streets in the early morning seem to be busier than other days, but at six or seven o'clock, people can see the flow of New Year greetings downstairs in the park.

There was a large group of visiting guests from a family opposite the door, and it seemed a bit noisy as soon as they got out of the elevator.

After Lin Jichen got up and went to the bathroom, she went back to bed and tossed and turned for a while but couldn't fall back asleep, so she just got up again to dress and wash.When I looked in the mirror, I saw a bright red tooth mark under the collar of my pajamas, and I felt a stinging pain when I touched it with my fingertips.

Why does that kid like to bite people so much?It's an understatement to say that it belongs to the wolf, but it probably belongs to the vampire.

With a sigh, he closed his collar and went into the kitchen to prepare a light breakfast.

Last night was too presumptuous, even when he walked, he felt a little sore and weak. No wonder the one in the bedroom could sleep as comfortably as a cicada chrysalis.

Take out all the ingredients in the refrigerator to defrost, wash the rice and cook porridge, and heat up the sweet and sour fish and chicken that haven't been touched much yesterday.

While I was busy, I suddenly remembered that today is Ye Bai's birthday, so I took my mobile phone while I was steaming the buns, copied a less exaggerated greeting on Baidu and sent it to him.

I also sent a 19 yuan red envelope, with a message: Happy 19th birthday.

Looking at the steam rising from the cage, after thinking for a while, he sent another message of New Year's greetings.

[Brother Ye, happy new year. 】

Two or three minutes later, a reply was received as expected.

【Ye Bai: Transfer money to you ￥11111】

[Ye Bai: Take the lucky money and go play by yourself, don't bother me. 】

Lin Ji raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly to accept the money. While typing and replying "received", he sighed what a pure and simple friendship this is, and then put down the phone and opened the pot to serve the porridge.

Breakfast was already on the table, but there was still no sound in the bedroom, so I stepped on my slippers and walked in lightly to check.Through the half-open door, I can see that the person on the bed is still completely buried in the quilt, only two locks of bangs are messily pressed against the pillow.

Lin Ji walked to the bay window and opened the blackout curtains. Today is a fine winter day, and the bright sunlight outside shines in through the glass, illuminating every corner of the master bedroom.

The environment was suddenly bright, and the person lying in the quilt retracted his head a little bit. Now he couldn't even see his bangs, but could only see some unknown organism curled up slightly under the cotton quilt.

After tidying up the curtains, Lin Ji returned to the bed, lifted the quilt gently, squatted down and kissed the cheek buried underneath, the comforting warmth of the quilt still remained on his skin.

"Get up and eat early."

The person who always had the mood to wake up opened one eye unhappily, the light in the black pupil was lazy but still mixed with sharpness.

I just wanted to turn over and move, but I felt that my whole body had no strength, and the soreness below the waist was even more difficult to express.Even though he drank a lot of wine last night and his consciousness was a little confused, he still remembered clearly which guy gave it all.

"I've already disconnected from the middle." Ming Han slumped on the bed, raising his head to respond to his boyfriend's kiss.

Lin Ji glanced at the three lollipops left on the bedside table from the corner of his eye, and said in a sarcastic tone, "It's not enough after only eating two lollipops. How dare you make a fuss with this little skill?"

"Whether I have the ability or not will tell you later." Ming Han pursed his lips, and said in a calm tone as if declaring a decision, "Cough... But, I won't come tonight."

Lin Ji squinted his eyes and smiled, but didn't give him an affirmative answer, but urged: "Then get up and brush your teeth, the porridge should be cold in a while."

Although he already realized that maybe he was too fierce last night, which made him really unable to get out of bed, otherwise he would still be nestled in his place motionless until now, but he still wanted to hear what he had to say in spite of himself.

Sure enough, her boyfriend gave her a fierce and cold look, and there were four words printed in her pupils: Damn scumbag.

"I'm not hungry."

Lin Ji laughed silently for a moment when he heard the man's mouth was stiff, then suddenly pressed it to Ming Han's ear, and asked in a breathy voice, "Hey, do you want to hug the prince?"

Before Ming Han could realize what a "prince's hug" was, he felt one hand stretch out from under the quilt to his knee, and the other touched his armpit.

She put her arms around his neck wisely, and was carried away from the bed in the next second.While heading towards the bathroom, he heard a questioning voice from above his head.

"Have you ever seen this kind of news, the infatuated teenager, who has been taking care of his little boyfriend who is paralyzed in bed for many years, never leaves him, it is moving..."

"Lin Ji." Ming Han grabbed his collar and warned coldly, "Shut up while I can still control myself."

After breakfast, Ming Han reclined on the sofa basking in the morning sun, admiring the people washing dishes in the kitchen by the way.

The scene of young master Lin doing housework is really rare.

He touched a creamy macadamia nut, used a tool to pry open the shell, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it crisply, and then kindly reminded him: "Turn the kitchen faucet, it can be heated, don't use it Wash in cold water."

Unexpectedly, the people inside not only didn't appreciate it, but also responded with questioning eyes: "Do I look like a fool?"

Ming Han shook his head slowly and sneered. For a person who used to use glass water as a kitchen cleaning solution, a little reminder shouldn't be too much, right?

Just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly heard Lin Ji's cell phone on the coffee table ringing once, accompanied by two light vibrations, which seemed to be the notification sound of receiving an email.

Lift your head and tell your boyfriend: "Your phone is ringing."

"Help me take a look." The person who was washing the dishes seriously couldn't move his hands, so he just responded like this.

Ming Han leaned forward and took his mobile phone in his hand, and skillfully entered the six-digit password with one hand to unlock it, and checked the letter he just received. The sender column read "Attorney Jiang".

I browsed briefly, and found that the content of the email turned out to be a housing sales contract. The marked address was the building they were in now. The duplex was 165.5 square meters, and the transfer price was seven digits.

When Ming Han was reading the contract, Lin Ji had already washed the dishes, wiped his hands and walked to the living room.

"Are you going to sell the house?"

"Ah." Lin Ji didn't realize it until he heard such a question. The news that he asked him to read just now might have been sent by Lawyer Jiang.

"You need money urgently?"

Minghan saw the relevant words in the email. If he was not really in a hurry, he wouldn't have to rush to sell it at the end of the year. This would definitely be lower than the market price.

He also easily thought of what happened recently, and asked suspiciously: "It has something to do with Fang Yang's incident? How do you want to deal with him?"

Lin Ji didn't answer directly, but showed a friendly smile, and said gently: "Okay, just leave it alone, I didn't betray you."

"But this house is your coming-of-age gift from your grandmother."

"I even took my boyfriend to show her, isn't he considered an adult?" Seeing Ming Han's still serious expression, Lin Ji reached out and touched the top of his hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, she's watching from the sky. Come on, don't blame me."

Ming Han paused, closed his eyes and remained silent, and then heard a voice of comfort.

"Don't think so much."

Lin Ji standing in front of him spread out the palm of his other hand, and there was a rather miniature clay figurine lying quietly there.

I don't know when he pinched it, but it was still based on Ming Han himself, lying with his butt pouted with a look of lovelessness, and a lollipop stick in his mouth.

Seeing this shape, Ming Han immediately remembered the various postures at night, and asked through gnashing of teeth, "...Do you want to die?"

"How cute." Lin Jipi smiled and patted his boyfriend's hair that exploded on the spot, and added a wish without waiting for him to make any further rebuttals.

"Happy New Year."

"From now on, the life of the two of us will be new every day. Let's go, I will take you to do some literary and artistic things." After finishing speaking, without waiting for agreement, he picked up the person on the sofa and took him upstairs.

The two came all the way to the end of the corridor on the second floor before stopping at a door.

This is a piano studio. Although it is clean and tidy, judging from the layout, it should not have been used for a long time.

The pure white setting makes the people in it feel inexplicably peaceful.While the decor is minimal, small details such as the murals and the little ornaments on the shelves are thoughtful.

Lin Ji pushed Ming Han to sit on the soft piano bench, and sat down beside him, and lifted the cover of the piano casually.

This is a new Steinway violin purchased by Mr. Jiang according to his grandmother's will when the house was being renovated. Although it was used by the previous tenant, it has been idle for a while.

Although Lin Ji himself didn't like the piano very much because he was persecuted since he was a child, he still felt a little reckless, so he tried to tune the tempo two days ago when he was free.

"I'll play a tune for you."

As Lin Ji spoke, he put his hands on the black and white keys and played a romantic piece of music.

The tune of this song is quite healing, giving people a pure and beautiful feeling, and every note seems to exude a sweet taste.

Even though Ming Han didn't know the music score, he could hear the full of love and watchfulness from it.His gaze unconsciously shifted from his beating white fingers to his handsome and flawless profile.

I don't know if it's because the person who plays the piano has an intoxicating charm, or the temperament of the boy next to him. I just feel that his concentration is more fascinating than the music itself.

A modest gentleman, gentle as jade, probably like this.

Until the end of this song, the power to hit the soul is still there, and people are immersed in it.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, and my hands are very raw." Lin Ji turned his head to look at Ming Han, "Have you heard this song?"

Ming Han shook his head honestly, "I don't know piano music, even if I heard it, I might not be able to remember it."

Unexpectedly, the people around him chuckled, "Then I can rest assured that I won't be found out if I make mistakes. This piece is called "Adiline by the Water". It is inspired by Greek mythology and is about beauty. Love."

Lin Ji moved around, while holding Ming Han's cool hands and placing them on the keys, covering his boyfriend's equally slender fingers with his own palms, straightening his hand positions and fingerings, while softly telling him about The story behind this melody.

The soothing music sounded again.

The two were so close that they could even feel each other's breath and heartbeat.

Ming Han's hacker's hand speed, which was usually able to tap the keyboard flexibly and freely, seemed to be completely sealed for a moment, and he could only move stiffly on the keyboard with Lin Ji leading him.

Although a famous song was played a little badly, I still felt that I was led into the world of myth by an invisible force.

It seems that the gurgling water brushed over their interlocking fingers, and finally turned into a veil lifted by the girl by the stream.

At this moment, Ming Han seemed to hear Pygmalion praying to the gods.

Sincerity will eventually be answered.

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