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How is Yin Zhu?

If these words fell into the ears of the Yin family, their necks would probably be broken.

Yin Ling, who was similar in temperament to Yin Zhu, would restrain himself a little anyway, and at least he could still put on an appearance of being unworldly, but Yin Zhu put on that slutty appearance clearly.

Not only does he talk nonsense when he sees people like Yin Ling, but he also enjoys the thrill of walking on the edge of the rules.

Yin Jin looked at Wu Chu, who had jumped to the end of the sofa, with a particularly vigilant expression. He smiled slowly and repeated, "Do you think Yin Zhu is good?"

Wu Chu didn't know that the man in front of him had something to say, so he nodded accordingly, and said seriously: "At his age, he has become a stepdad. It's not easy to take care of children."

"He also said that he is usually very bored and has no friends around him."

Wu Chu still remembers that when Yin Zhu said this, he sighed and looked regretful, as if he was extremely regretful.

Can you not regret it?

Yin Jin sneered a little in his heart.

It's rare that there is a boy like Wu Chu who suits his taste, who is untouchable and untouchable. If it weren't for his Yin Jin surname, this thing is probably ready to start.

Yin Jin took out a wet tissue and wiped his fingertips clean. He placed the fruit knife on the coffee table without lifting his eyelids and said, "I know."

"He's young, he can act like a baby."

"He is good-looking, so you will naturally think he is good."

Wu Chu clicked his tongue, he couldn't help laughing, touched the man's knee with his knee and said, "No, you eat all your brother's jealousy?"

Yin Jin said lightly: "I've never seen that brother staring at sister-in-law in front of his brother."

Wu Chu put his knees on his knees, and said with a smile: "He said he often watched my racing videos before, so he wondered if I was much different from the videos."

"He's pretty good. He said that he didn't study well, so he followed that divorcee, but now he's trying to find a way to get better."

Yin Jin snorted coldly, and said flatly, "He's studying abroad, has a double doctorate, and is engaged in scientific research."

Wu Chu: "..."

He recalled Yin Zhu telling him about his broken school yesterday, with a disgusted expression on his face.

Wu Chu was silent for a while, then stopped talking: "Then his divorced partner..."

According to Yin Zhu's description, his divorced partner has a bad temper, stubborn and ruthless personality, and he wished to tie him up like a dog with a rope all the time.

Yin Jin glanced at him, and calmly spit out the name of a foreign tycoon's family, which was as famous as Mijia Luo's father.

Wu Chu: "..."

Hold.

Yin Jin put his hands around Wu Chu's knees, surrounded him and said, "Maybe he will tell you something about me in the future."

When he said this, he paused and looked at Wu Chu and continued: "He may tell you that I will be different from the Yin Jin in your heart."

"He will say it in a decent way, and some things may even be exactly what he said."

The man's eyes were very quiet, and he closed the black hair on Wu Chu's forehead in front of him and said softly, "Will you be disappointed?"

Wu Chu was in Yin Jin's arms. Wen Yan grabbed his fingers and said seriously: "So you really have a daughter?"

Yin Jin: "..."

He said helplessly, "I'm serious."

Wu Chu clasped his fingers with his backhand, he changed into a comfortable position, and then asked strangely, "Why should I believe what they say?"

He said frankly: "If I want to know something, I can ask you myself, not through them."

Wu Chu, who was lying in Yin Jin's arms, was very calm in both voice and expression, and he was even a little confused, as if he didn't know why this question could make a man so concerned.

Yin Jin was slightly taken aback, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Then what if they are telling the truth and I lied to you?"

Wu Chu looked at him and said, "If I came to ask you about those things, would you lie to me?"

Those eyes staring at him were extraordinarily sincere, full of calm trust, like a beam of light shining down from the gap in the window, burning one's heart for no reason.

Yin Jin smiled, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against the forehead of the person in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "No."

I can't lie, and I don't want to lie.

The man on the sofa closed his eyes, and his whole body seemed to have softened, making it easy to talk.

Wu Chu showed two canine teeth, and he whispered, "So next time I'll be on top, okay?"

The voice was tender and sweet, almost making Yin Jin nod subconsciously.

He raised his head and said nonchalantly to Wu Churuo, "Didn't I say I heard you coming?"

Wu Chu licked his teeth, and said suspiciously: "But I always feel that something is wrong."

Yin Jin rolled his head and coaxed him: "I'm not moving anymore, what's wrong?"

Wu Chu struggled for a while, and then slowly relaxed, thinking that this time it was 100% safe, and it would definitely go according to the original plan.

In the original plan, he chose an auspicious day and set this important day on the Lantern Festival.

Although there was a little mistake this time, it doesn't matter. He has practiced driving for so many years, and he has a lot of patience.

Wu Chu grinded it down, pretending not to care, and said to Yin Jin, "I remember you can't drink the bar?"

Yin Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, his lips curled into a smile and said, "You can drink."

But Wu Chu didn't pay attention to the man's words at all, he just regarded it as the kind of man who would blush after drinking a little, and he said with great interest: "Two days will be the Lantern Festival, shall we spend it at home?"

Yin Jin just said, "You can't drink now."

Of course Wu Chu knew that he could not drink now, but he was not the one who drank this time.

He calmly said, "I'll just smell it."

Success or failure is here.

This is also the reason why Wu Chu's life in the second half of his life was done in one fell swoop.

Not long after, he heard the man say leisurely like a fish biting the bait: "Then I'll open a bottle for you to smell."

Wu Chu nodded calmly on the surface, but in fact he even thought clearly about what nasty things he was going to say to the people under him that day.

He's going to smash people against the wall!

On the bathtub!

Even on the glass!

Wu Chu, who became more and more excited as he thought about it, licked his lips. He was refreshed for a moment, and the pain in his waist and back was gone in an instant.

----

The snow on the Lantern Festival has not stopped since the early morning, and a thick layer has fallen on the road, and it is all white as far as the eye can see.

"Wrong, too much water."

In the open kitchen, Wu Chu was leaning on the sink, holding a cup of hot water. He looked at Yin Jin who was kneading a ball of dough until he was half dead, and sighed.

The man was wearing a sweater at home. The black sweater originally made him tall and straight, with a stern demeanor. If he wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, his demeanor would be even more elevated.

It's a pity that the man's black sweater is now stained with white glutinous rice flour in several places, even the rolled-up cuffs are not spared.

But the man who pays the most attention to this aspect on weekdays completely ignored it at this time. He raised his hand, silently staring at the dough sticking to his hand and said: "This noodle."

"Why can't it be washed off?"

Wu Chu took a sip of hot water slowly, and said calmly, "Because he is glutinous rice flour."

Yin Jin fell silent. He wrapped the half-dead, muddy dough in plastic wrap and threw it into the garbage, and went to get another bag of glutinous rice flour.

Wu Chu sighed, looked at several bags of dough wrapped in plastic wrap in the garbage bin, and said to Yin Jin's back scooping up the flour, "The supermarket sells quick-frozen glutinous rice balls."

"..."

"It's delicious, I've eaten it."

"..."

"If it doesn't work, let's go out and buy it."

"..."

The man who scooped up the glutinous rice flour pretended not to hear, and only lowered his head to compete with the glutinous rice flour in front of him.

It seems that no matter what I say today, I want Wu Chu to eat the glutinous rice balls he made himself.

Wu Chu whispered slowly: "Actually, I like people who are not very good at cooking, and someone like you is just right."

Yin Jin said perfunctorily, "I know."

Know what the fuck knows.

Wu Chu watched the man carefully add water to the glutinous rice flour as if doing a chemical experiment. Holding the hot water in his hand, Wu Chu heaved a long sigh, only lamenting that God is really fair.

A door is opened and a window is closed.

But what Wu Chu didn't know was that Yin Jin's sense of accomplishment in feeding him was much higher than that of his poor company.

Not to mention that there was a Shen Qiuze who could cook in his heart before.

Yin Jin only regretted that the Yin family's dilapidated company had too many things to do, and he couldn't give him time to enroll in a pastry cooking class.

After tossing and tossing for more than an hour, Yin Jin put the perfect raw glutinous rice balls on a porcelain plate one by one with satisfaction, wrapped them in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator, waiting to cook with Wu Chu after dinner at night.

Both of them knew that this Lantern Festival was made up together on New Year's Eve, so they prepared a lot of things.

Other people's houses had already pasted up festive window grilles for quite some time, and the two of them just pasted them together at this time.

In the evening, there was a lot of food on the table, and Yin Jin asked the master chef to prepare some hard dishes and send them over.

It was snowing outside, Wu Chu hugged the red wine that Yin Jin took out from the wine cabinet, looking ready to move.

Yin Jin pretended not to see, and followed him for dinner with a smile.

After the meal, the two of them nestled on the sofa for a while, and then Yin Jin got up to cook the glutinous rice balls. Wu Chu was very supportive and praised him for the glutinous rice balls that he spent a lot of time making.

After eating the glutinous rice balls, Wu Chu encouraged Yin Jin to open the wine. Yin Jin cooperated with Wu Chu's persuasion with a smile, and he could drink as much as Wu Chu poured for him.

Half an hour later, Wu Chu's eyes were so bright that he took the man who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed half-embraced and half-supported to the bedroom. He licked his canine teeth and emphasized: "As you said, you are not allowed to move this time. .”

Yin Jin half-opened his eyes, his face was a little drunk, and he just tilted his head and smiled and stared at him.

after an hour.

Wu Chu grabbed the bed sheet and buried his head in the quilt. While sobbing, he belatedly thought that the man only had pain in his leg, why should he stop? ? ?

But at that time, Yin Jin was pressed under him, and he only told him in a hoarse voice that his leg that had been operated on before was hurting, so he was at a loss and did not dare to move, listening to Yin Jin's words in a daze.

Yin Jin loved him so much that he wanted to scold someone, but at the same time whimpered in grievance, and it left marks all over his body in detail.

Early the next morning.

As soon as Wu Chu opened his eyes, he saw Yin Jin kissing the center of his brow, and laughed so hard that he told him that his leg didn't hurt anymore.

Wu Chu gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You fucking lied to me again???"

Yin Jin said to him with a smile in his eyes: "I haven't moved in front of me."

"You tell me to move and I move."

Wu Chu was so angry that he bumped his head on the man in front of him. Seeing the man coaxing him with a smile in his eyes, he said sadly, "My ambition is not on the love bed, but on the racing track!"

"Stop spanking me again!"