Uncertain age difference

167.

Ning Huang is actually a person who has nothing to do with the word Jujia.

It is the simplest way for him to buy things. He buys what he lacks, goes into the mall, takes out something that is almost usable, pays, and leaves.

But Lu Chen likes to buy these gadgets very much. After he agreed to add things to Lu Chen for the first time, many gadgets have been added to the house one after another.

There are more toasters and health pots in the kitchen.

The tablecloth of a different color will be changed every few days.

The washed grapes and strawberries are packed in small rattan fruit baskets.

The sofa in the living room has more pillows with just the right color, as well as a small blanket with the same color and a plain pattern.

Lu Chen would occasionally curl up in a blanket, waiting for him to come back from work.

And when he returns at night, he will see Lu Chen's laptop flickering on and off on the coffee table.

On the terrace are ginger bean bag sofas, brown low tables, warm star lights, and pots of green plants that he can't name.

He put the supper on the dining table, and Lu Chen would wake up with the lights of the whole house, and asked him what he had brought with a smile.

"Didn't you want to eat Japanese ramen?" He unpacked the box, "I ordered two extra soft-boiled eggs for the big bowl."

There are also a lot of bamboo shoots.

Lu Chen said: "Are you full tonight, do you want to eat together?"

In fact, he was already very full at the dinner after the award ceremony, but he still said, okay.

Under the light, Lu Chen found another small bowl, divided the bowl of noodles into two portions, and gave him an extra soft-boiled egg eccentrically.

The bamboo shoots also gave him a lot.

Ning Huang frowned, trying to find a trace on Lu Chen's face.

But in vain.

As if the person who kissed him in the dark was not him.

Lu Chen couldn't bear his gaze, and said, "There is still braised beef in the refrigerator, I'll go and cut two slices."

I ran to wash my hands, cut a small dish, and spread it into a semicircle shape.

They faced each other and each ate half a bowl of ramen.

Everyone wanted to say something, but no one said anything.

I accidentally bumped my foot under the table.

Lu Chen unconsciously wanted to shrink back. He was a little annoyed, so he stepped on Lu Chen's feet.

He was only wearing socks, and stepped on his foot, which didn't really hurt.

After stepping on it, he pressed on Lu Chen's feet and ate his noodles sullenly.

Lu Chen is taller, and it seems that his hands and feet are bigger than him. Sometimes he thinks, it's only a few years away, how can human genes become so good all of a sudden.

He is 1.7 meters eight, and when he sang everywhere, people also recognized him as tall and slender, but it didn't take long for the wind to change, and young children jumped to 1.8 meters, which is considered tall.

Thinking about it, I was a little jealous.

He was also a little curious about how big Lu Chen's feet were, so he unconsciously stepped on the other's feet lightly, and measured them with his touch for a moment, thinking, according to the proportion of his height, they didn't seem to be too big.

His thoughts were not charming, but Lu Chen seemed to be stepped on by his little tail, and the speed of eating noodles became very slow, chewing one by one, from the neck, reddish to the end of the eyes.

Incredibly cute.

Ning Huang finally felt better, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

He finished eating by himself, threw the bowl on the table, and retracted his feet.

Lu Chen called him, "Little Uncle."

But he didn't hesitate and say the next sentence for a long time.

Ning Huang looked at him for a long time, and finally said: "Are you full? Go wash the dishes when you are full."

"Don't wait for me next time... rest early."

168.

When Ning Huang came back to his senses, he was staring at a wool carpet in a daze.

Creamy white, fluffy, soft texture.

It seems that you can sit on it with bare feet, like a warm nest.

When he was standing there, Lu Chen saw through his intentions and said, "Little uncle, you bought it before, and this thing is hard to take care of."

The long and soft hair needs to be cleaned with a vacuum cleaner, and the material cannot be washed with water. Special cleaning agents are used for stains, and they are often sent to dry cleaning.

Ordinary people are fine, Lu Chen, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, will inevitably find this thing unpleasant, and always feel that there is filth in it, and he will toss it several times a week.

Later, Ning Huang couldn't see it, so he gave it away, saying that it would save him to toss the carpet when he had nothing to do.

Ning Huang let out an unhappy "Oh".

But still couldn't help but stare helplessly.

The model rooms in the home furnishing city have this kind of magic power. Combining simple household items together seems to be able to make people have infinite visions for a better life.

So forget that after these things are moved into the house, they may not be as good as if no one has used them.

The two of them sat on the sofa in the model room, discussing whether to keep this carpet.

Lu Chen straightened his face and said solemnly: "You really bought it before, even the size is about the same size."

Ning Huang muttered, "I know."

Lu Chen added: "It's me and the housekeeper who clean up when we get home."

Ning Huang muttered, "I know too."

Lu Chen thought, he should have convinced his little uncle.

But I heard the little uncle say: "I want to put it in the living room and play games next to you."

Lu Chen: "..."

The balance in my heart began to tilt just like that.

After a while, his little uncle secretly kicked the toe of his shoe.

He chuckled again and said, "It's fine to put it in the bedroom, don't you want to sleep at the foot of the bed?"

For someone else, this may be a seductive sentence.

But here in Ning Huang, it's just such a joke, even the smile in his eyes is ignorant and innocent.

Lu Chen looked at him for a long time, finally sighed, stood up and said.

"Come on, pay the bill."

Ning Huang happily hummed a song, and even secretly took his hand.

Thinking that the skin-to-skin contact had not been discovered, he walked around like a cool brother.

Lu Chen thought, he resigned to his fate.

The little uncle was born to test him.

169.

Noon the next day.

Lu Chen fell in love with this carpet.

He was working in the study, and when he opened the door, he saw Ning Huang hugging a fried egg pillow, dozing on his side on the soft white cashmere blanket.

The living room is adjacent to the terrace, and the lighting is good. The cashmere blanket is warmed by the autumn sun, and the comic book that the little uncle has read is upside down. The hair tie is torn off and thrown aside.

And his long black hair is scattered on the milky white fluff, the record is spinning in the vinyl record player, and the lingering autumn music is coming from the stereo.

Under the sunlight, Ning Huang's eyelashes were as thick as cattail fans.

Gently reaching out to touch it, the little hedgehog who was sunbathing was awakened, then he grabbed his hand in a daze, and murmured: "Lu Chen."

He responded, thinking in his heart that he could maintain this carpet until the end of time.

Ning Huang rubbed his eyes, got up, and he sat down too, just right to lean against the edge of the sofa and enjoy the warm autumn sun together.

As soon as he sat down, something pierced his palm.

When I raised my hand, I saw a little bit of potato chips sticking to it.

Lu Chen stared at the palm of his hand and said with a smile: "What did I say, you are not allowed to eat snacks on it."

Ning Huang tucked the bag of potato chips under the sofa behind him with a guilty conscience.

Lu Chen's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that there was not only a bag of potato chips, but also hidden uncle's chocolates and sandwich biscuits.

Silently choked for a while, ordered him to take it out, careful to attract bugs.

Ning Huang handed over all the stolen goods.

He straightened his face again and said, "You want to clean up with me, you know? Otherwise, I'll throw this blanket away for you tomorrow."

The little hedgehog rubbed his sleepy eyes, hummed and hugged the guitar pillow, and said, "I got it, I got it, Lu Chen, hello mom."

Lu Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

To put it nicely, I wanted to play games with him, but as soon as I bought something, my face immediately changed.

No conscience at all.

When Lu Chen turned his head, he found that the Lego vase he had placed on the coffee table had turned into a pile of building blocks.

Lu Chen: ...

The little uncle finally felt a little embarrassed, coughed, and said, "When I was changing the vase, I accidentally dropped it."

It was a quiet time just now.

Instantly became hideous.

Lu Chen's face turned black.

Ning Huang muttered again, his eyes wandering with guilt: "This is still half of my castle, it will be broken if it breaks, just in time for me to put the back together..."

Lu Chen said: "This is a module I bought separately."

Ning Huang froze there for a while, muttered for a while, and said, "Didn't you say it was mine?"

Lu Chen let out a muffled laugh.

Ning Huang immediately realized: This guy lied to him.

I just want to see him blow his hair, what kind of bad habit is this.

"Lu Chen, you're all boring." He muttered, but secretly picked up those modules, and said, "It's just bad luck for you to lie to me."

Under the sunlight, Ning Huang's fingertips were white and translucent, maybe he had just woken up, and his hair was curled up a little bit.

Lu Chen raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Little uncle, how can you compensate me?"

Ning Huang said: "What do you pay for? If I fight for you, it's over."

The vase was half broken, the bottom part was still there, and the top part was picked up by Ning Huang, who frowned and said, "Let me see how you put it together."

He found the picture on his phone.

Ning Huang used both hands and feet, lazily and slowly leaned over to look at it, but the angle was not right, and the sunlight dazzled his eyes.

Changing the angle, he crawled between Lu Chen's arms before he knew it.

Caught off guard by being hugged, Ning Huang fell firmly into his arms.

Lu Chen clamped his knees with his knees, and said with a shameless smile, "I'm afraid you're tired,"

"Rely on slowly."

Ning Huang's ears felt hot, but in the end he just muttered an old hooligan.

In the sunlight, the two of them lazily sat on top of each other.

Ning Huang leaned in his arms and took his mobile phone.

Looking at the blueprint, he lowered his head and gradually became serious, frowning, and put the modules together one by one.

Take a look, put together two pieces, and sometimes ask him if the spelling is correct.

He was right.

Ning Huang bent the corner of his mouth and continued to put together the next piece.

It seems that this vase is some extremely important project.

Lu Chen rested his arms on the sofa, propped his head lazily, and looked at it from the side.

I don't know if it's because the little uncle's memory has been recovering, but he can already find the shadow of him in his twenties from Ning Huang's eyebrows.

Proud and indifferent, yet radiant, with a smile when she bowed her head and kissed the stamens, it fascinated countless people.

His eyes just slid over the brows, shoulders and neck of the little uncle lightly, and then he read carefully and slowly.

If his eyes had any substance, it must be a stupid dog. He jumped up and licked Ning Huang from head to tail, his lips licking his fingertips, making Ning Huang's whole body wet and limp.

Let Ning Huang press it fiercely and blushing, muttering whether the dog is sick.

He was amused by his own imagination.

She moved her fingers to pin up Ning Huang's drooping hair, but she was reluctant to leave her palm.

Rubbed his cheek lightly.

The lips that could only be approached cautiously in the dark.

I traced the eyebrows and eyes again and again.

Ning Huang finally realized that something was wrong with him, raised one eyebrow, and stared lazily at him.

"Hello, Lu Chen."

"What are you doing?"

He whispered in his ear.

"I'm peeping at you."