my husband is a snake

After ordering, the two of them were silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke first. Yu Jingyi looked down at the phone and didn't intend to speak first.

Yu Jinglin held the boiled water in both hands, thinking about what he was about to say.

After a while, Yu Jinglin still spoke, "I'm with Mo Shang, do you feel sick?"

Yu Jingyi stopped playing with his mobile phone, slowly raised his head, and looked at him.

"Or is it because I kept it from you and you are unhappy?" Yu Jinglin continued.

"I didn't, it wasn't..." Yu Jingyi retorted softly.

Yu Jinglin asked forcefully, "Aren't you unhappy? Or are you not sick?"

Yu Jingyi frowned, his face was so tangled up that it was about to deform, "You..."

Yu Jinglin: "What?"

After all, Yu Jingyi was still young and had never heard of homosexuality, "Brother, why do you like Brother Mo?"

Yu Jinglin smiled and said, "Do you need a reason to like him? You hate him?"

Yu Jingyi immediately shook his head, Mo Shang helped him, how could he hate him.

"Then do you like him?" Yu Jinglin asked again.

"I like it." Yu Jingyi hurriedly explained, feeling that he was going to be dizzy, and said angrily, "But does it matter?!"

Although Yu Jingyi has grown up a lot, he is still only a child in his teens. Yu Jinglin is a little thankful, "Of course. In the future, the two brothers will love you together, wouldn't it be better?"

"That's different." Yu Jingyi frowned.

Yu Jinglin: "It's all the same, it just depends on how you treat this matter."

Yu Jingyi didn't speak, but held the spoon tightly, and after a long time, he said quietly: "Then what do you do with your parents?"

Hearing this, he knew that his younger brother was reluctant to accept this kind of talk. Maybe it was because Mo Shang had helped him before, so it was not difficult to accept it now.

Yu Jinglin heaved a sigh of relief, "I'll talk to my parents, you can open it if you want."

Yu Jingyi said lightly.

"Okay, now that I've finished talking about you, let's talk about yours. You don't go to school today, so why are you here at this time?" Yu Jingyi was studying at a closed school, and he could only come out every Friday night. Here at this time, If you want to come out, you have to go through your parents and colleagues. If you see Yu Jinglin here, you will know that he has skipped class.

Yu Jingyi froze, looked around, and whispered, "I..."

"Skipping class." Yu Jinglin raised his eyelids, and looked at him with his mouth pursed.

Yu Jingyi pursed his lips and did not speak, but felt guilty when he was pointed out. He straightened his back and said, "Anyway, the afternoon is also about recuperation classes and self-study classes."

Yu Jinglin's teeth itch from his righteous attitude, "You can't skip class."

"I get it, I get it, can't I go back in a while?" Yu Jingyi rolled his eyes, looking unbearable.

Yu Jinglin stretched out his hand and gave him a chestnut headshot, "Are the wings hard?"

Yu Jingyi rubbed the painful spot, lowered his head to eat, and didn't dare to speak anymore, after all, he was the one who was caught.

Yu Jinglin didn't speak either, and silently removed the thing in front of him.

Looking at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon. Mo Shang sent him a voice message, but Yu Jinglin hadn't heard it yet.

Only then did Yu Jingyi reluctantly let Yu Jingyi accept them. If he mentioned it, it would be too bad to wait for his younger brother to react.

After eating dessert, Yu Jinglin sent his younger brother back to school, watched him enter the school gate before leaving.

Before Yu Jingyi returned to the dormitory, he remembered Yu Jinglin's words, and realized that he had been fooled by his few words.

Yu Jingyi made an annoyed expression, patted his head, and murmured while going upstairs: "Forget it, let's see how you fool your parents."

Yu Jinglin who was driving the car suddenly sneezed hard and rubbed his nose, "That kid must be scolding me."

Yu Jinglin shook his head, thinking that Yu Jingyi must have reacted.

Back at the apartment, Yu Jinglin put the meat he bought into the refrigerator. He had already eaten outside, so he had no intention of cooking.

A little tired, as soon as he sat down, he received a call from Mo Shang.

"What's wrong?" Yu Jinglin asked lazily.

Mo Shang: "At home?"

"Just came back from a trip."

Mo Shang didn't ask him what he was doing out there, but said the purpose of the call, "I found the house, it's next to the elder brother's house, why don't you go and have a look?"

"What about you? Where are you? Are you going?" Yu Jinglin asked.

"I'm in the company, and I'm taking a photo of the outfit." Mo Shang said, "Can you go there by yourself?"

Yu Jinglin was already a little tired, and he was not interested in hearing that Mo Shang would not go, "I'm a little tired, can I go with you some other day?"

Mo Shang said lightly: "Okay, then you go to hatch the eggs."

Yu Jinglin: ...

Don't talk about hatching eggs outside, you bastard.

Yu Jinglin hung up the phone directly, carried the eggs back to the bed, and lay down with his arms around him, but he was still not sleepy, propping his head up and looking at the snake eggs that seemed to be bigger.

I don't know how long I watched it, but Yu Jinglin fell asleep unknowingly, not even knowing that Mo Shang came back.

Mo Shang leaned down and kissed the sleeping man, then turned and went into the bathroom.

Yu Jinglin felt his face was kissed, subconsciously knew that Mo Shang was back, opened his eyes in a daze, and heard the gurgling sound of water in his ears, knowing that Mo Shang was taking a bath.

His stomach made a sound of hunger. Yu Jinglin checked the time and found that he had slept for more than five hours, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Yu Jinglin rubbed his stomach, resigned himself to his fate, got out of bed, and went to cook.

Because of the bankruptcy of the family, Yu Jinglin has learned to cook in the past two years. Although Yu Jingyi often says that the taste is not very good, he can barely eat it.

When Mo Shang came out, Yu Jinglin was cooking ingredients in the kitchen, looking at his busy back, Mo Shang felt inexplicably satisfied.

Yu Jinglin heard the sound of the TV, turned around and asked Mo Shang, "Do you want to eat?"

Mo Shang: "Yes."

Yu Jinglin snorted, added rice for two people, took out all the meat of the day, and fried all the beef steaks.

Mo Shang is a carnivorous animal, like an ordinary snake, he can go without food for a few days, but he has to eat a lot at a time. After getting along with him during this time, Yu Jinglin can be considered to know some of his habits.

Except for being particularly afraid of the cold and eating too much, Mo Shang is no different from ordinary people, and no one would think that he is a snake.

It had been an hour since Yu Jinglin cooked all the dishes, and Mo Shang was concentrating on his laptop phone, not knowing what he was doing.

"What are you doing?" Yu Jinglin leaned his head closer and asked softly.

Mo Shang didn't raise his head, "Change the script."

This was the first time Yu Jinglin heard that Mo Shang would change the script, he thought it was all edited by the editor.He was very curious about how Mo Shang would change it, and became interested, so he sat down next to him, intending to study it with him, but Mo Shang turned off the computer, "It's time to eat."

With a sullen face, Yu Jinglin glanced at him, and said casually, "Is that the TV series that was filmed immediately?"

Mo Shangen said, pulled the medium-rare steak in front of him, cut a small piece and let it go in his mouth, "Are you used to eating raw meat?"

"Isn't it medium-rare?" Yu Jinglin took a bite, only to realize that he didn't add salt, there was some seasoning, but it wasn't salty, it only had taste. No wonder Mo Shang would say such a thing.

"No salt." Yu Jinglin said awkwardly.

"I like to eat." Mo Shang belongs to the snake tribe, and the food is mostly raw, and the medium-rare steak without salt feels the same as raw.

Yu Jinglin knew that Mo Shang's taste was different from his own, so he only took his own and went back to add salt.