The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

Song Zhixu quietly finished smoking a cigarette, stood for a long time before walking back to the sofa.

Lin Ran on the sofa may have been much better because of taking the medicine. Although his face was still a little ugly, the pain was no longer there.

"Let's go, I'll take you upstairs to sleep." Song Zhixu stood by the sofa, and said to Humanity who was sitting on the sofa and looked at him timidly.

Lin Ran nodded, stood up immediately, and hugged her backpack in her arms.

He followed Song Zhixu upstairs, and he could still smell the smell of tobacco coming from Song Zhixu's body. The man seems to be in a bad mood, I don't know why.

Song Zhixu took him to the guest room next to his room, and changed the sheets for him again.

"Okay, go to sleep, I'll come and find me next door if I have something to do."

Lin Ran nodded obediently, and held Song Zhixu back when he was about to leave.

"Song Zhixu, you won't...let Ranran leave again, will you?"

Song Zhixu looked at him, said "um" before leaving, and closed the door for him.

Lin Ran stayed in the room by himself, took out his schoolbag, opened it, took out a photo of a family of three, wiped the photo with his sleeve, and spoke to the photo again.

"Father, mother, brother, we are no longer in the original place. The eldest brother said that he wanted Song Zhixu to take care of Ranran, so we changed places." Thinking of Song Zhixu, Lin Ran smiled and said in a low voice, "Song Zhixu is a good man. He didn't get angry with Ranran, so Ranran should treat him well."

Lin Ran held the photo and babbled for a long time, then carefully put it into the schoolbag, put the schoolbag on the bedside, and then lay down under the quilt to sleep quietly.

It was probably because he was tired all day, or maybe the bed and quilt here were much more comfortable than before, so Lin Ran fell into a deep sleep not long after lying on it.

The next day was the weekend, and Song Zhixu didn't have to go to the company, so it was rare that he didn't get up early in bed. He lay on the bed for a while, quietly thinking about Lin Mu he saw yesterday.

After graduating from school, Lin Mu returned to Haicheng. He stayed in the capital and hadn't seen him for a long time. This time he rushed over after hearing that the Lin family couple passed away in a car accident.

But seeing Lin Mu's appearance, he still felt a little distressed.

After thinking about it, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call. The call was connected, and the voice over there was still a little sleepy, probably because he had just woken up.

"Know? Why did you call me?" The man's voice was a little sexy and hoarse.

"Do me a favor." Song Zhixu said directly.

.......

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhixu sat on the bed, and suddenly heard a slight noise from outside, he checked the time, and sat up from the bed.

The nanny was not at home, no one made breakfast, Lin Ran should be hungry now.

He put on his clothes and tidied up before he walked out of the bedroom, but he froze when he reached the stairs.

Downstairs in the living room, Lin Ran was wearing a pure white shirt and laying on the ground with his butt pouted. The important thing was that Lin Ran was naked and his butt was facing him. He could easily see the groove of his buttocks and the inside of the shirt. Naked body.

Song Zhixu coughed lightly.

Lin Ran turned his head immediately when he heard the voice, and smiled brightly at him when he saw him, holding a mop in his hand, and there were still water stains on the floor next to him, which was the place he had just wiped.

"Are you mopping the floor?" Song Zhixu frowned, he was not yet ready for Lin Ran to mop the floor himself.

"Auntie said that you have to wipe the floor every day, all the furniture every three days, and clean the yard every week." Lin Ran looked around and pouted again, "But your house is too big, so you have to clean the yard every week." Start early."

He was like this before, he had to work every day, otherwise he would be hungry.

"What about your clothes?" Song Zhixu asked again.

"The clothes are washed...I don't have any clothes to change, so I wear Song Zhixu's. I will wash them and return them to you when they are dry." Lin Ran peeked at Song Zhixu a little nervously.

He didn't get permission, for fear that Song Zhixu would be angry, but he really didn't have any other clothes. He was wearing it when he returned to China, and he hadn't changed it for several days.

Song Zhixu also realized that he had neglected this matter, so Lin Ran came with him with a backpack on his back, without anything.

Without saying a word, he went straight down the stairs and walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing that he seemed to be angry, Lin Ran quickly got up from the ground and followed him into the kitchen, then apologized softly beside him.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Song Zhixu, I'm... I'll take it off and give it back to you now. I've only worn it for a while." Lin Ran started to unbutton it in a hurry.

When Song Zhixu turned his head, he had already untied the third one, and his thin white neck and delicate collarbone were exposed. Thinking of the scene he had just seen, Song Zhixu tightened his body and grabbed his wrist.

"Okay, don't take it off, put it on." Song Zhixu forced himself to look away and lowered his head.

Song Zhixu was [-] tall. Standing in front of him, Lin Ran's hair only reached his shoulders, looking thin and small. Song Zhixu's shirt hung down to cover his thighs.

Underneath are the slender and straight legs without much flesh, probably because of nervousness, his body was tense, and his ten round toes were digging at the floor, forcing out a touch of pink blood.

"Go to my room and find some clothes to change. I'll go shopping with you after breakfast." Song Zhixu pushed Lin Ran out.

"Huh?" Lin Ran was a little surprised, Song Zhixu didn't seem to be angry with him, and wanted to take him to buy clothes.

When he was about to turn around and ask again, the kitchen door was closed in front of him, so Lin Ran had no choice but to go upstairs to find clothes.

In the kitchen, Song Zhixu propped his hands on the table, and it took him a while to suppress the restless feeling in his body.

Lin Ran was six years younger than him, and he was a little fool, just like a child, but he actually had feelings for Lin Ran.

It seems that he has been alone for too long.