Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Before leaving, Ji Lin took a deer antler headband from in front of the Christmas tree.

Ling Zhao was about to speak.

He smiled and said, “I like it.”

Ling Zhao had nothing to say about this.

After paying, Ji Lin put the shopping bag aside, then turned around and tidied Ling Zhao's scarf which was a little loose.

"I just heard someone say it's snowing outside."

He took Ling Zhao's hand and rubbed it again, "Are you cold?"

Ji Lin’s hands were so warm.

Ling Zhao recalled the scene in high school when Ji Lin warmed her hands.

At that time, she became addicted to Ji Lin's warmth.

After so many years, Ling Zhao still felt it was like a dream to be able to have warmth again, and it was unique to him.

So I crave this warmth even more.

She shook her head. "It's not that cold anymore."

Ji Lin picked up the shopping bag and with his other hand grabbed Ling Zhao's hand and put it into his down jacket pocket.

They were all wearing down jackets.

Ling Zhao's pocket felt cold.

Ji Lin’s pocket is like a hand warmer.

It's like the difference between Antarctica and the equator.

Ling Zhao felt like there were countless little deer tap dancing in his heart.

She glanced at Ji Lin secretly and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

It’s snowing as expected.

This is the first snow of the year in South City.

Ji Lin stopped and said, "Let's go from the underground garage."

Ling Zhao held him back, "It's not snowing heavily."

"I was worried you might catch a cold."

There was a bright smile in Ling Zhao's eyes, "I'm not like you, so weak that you catch a cold or fever after getting caught in the rain."

Ji Lin suddenly tightened his grip on Ling Zhao's hand in his pocket and narrowed his eyes. "You said I was weak? Say it again if you dare?"

Ling Zhao suddenly realized that what he said would break the defenses of most men.

It's simply courting death.

"I'm a girl, I'm cowardly." She surrendered in an instant.

Ji Lin almost laughed out of anger, but he was also very happy that Ling Zhao would say so naturally that she was a girl.

He held her hand tightly and said, "Although you are a girl, you are an adult. As an adult, you must be responsible for what you say. Today I will show you the serious consequences of saying the wrong thing."

After returning home, Ji Lin threw the shopping bags on the ground, blocked Ling Zhao at the entrance and kissed her fiercely.

The moment his hand covered her, Ling Zhao trembled slightly.

Like a fresh willow leaf trembling in the spring breeze.

Ji Lin loosened his lips slightly and looked at her reaction intently.

Ling Zhao blushed, pushed his chest with one hand, and grabbed the hand that was making trouble inside his clothes with the other.

Ji Lin teased her deliberately and pretended to be controlled by her hands and unable to move.

When she let down her guard, he tightened it again unexpectedly, "Are you still weak?"

Ling Zhao's eyes were red, and he bit his lower lip without saying a word.

Ji Lin felt so distressed that he used his fingers to pry open her lips, lowered his head and kissed her, "I won't bully you anymore, don't bite."

However, the next second, Ling Zhao suddenly took the initiative and kissed him, and when he was not paying attention, he bit him unexpectedly.

Ji Lin took a breath in pain.

Ling Zhao took the opportunity to escape from his shackles and quickly ran towards the room on the first floor.

Only then did Ji Lin realize that he had been fooled!

The little thing actually learned to act pitiful.

Ji Lin stood there giving her five meters, then rushed out and pulled her into his arms.

Just after entering the door, Ji Lin had already taken off her down jacket.

His hands easily slipped into the loose hoodie and buried his head in the crook of her neck, "You're getting more naughty."

Afterwards, as expected, Ling Zhao was carried on his shoulders to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The door to the master bedroom was not closed.

In the duplex where no one else was, intermittent breaking sounds were heard.

Ji Lin held the sweaty Ling Zhao in his arms, and used his slender fingers to brush away the loose hair that was stuck to her forehead and was soaked with sweat.

Wait until she recovers.

"You just had breakfast. More exercise will help your digestion so you don't eat too little for lunch," he said seriously.

Ling Zhao wanted to scold him, but Ji Lin seemed to have seen through what she was thinking.

"Yes, I am talking nonsense."

Having said that, Ji Lin started a new round of communication with Ling Zhao.

However, compared to the awkwardness of last night, today's communication was richer.

For example, changes in venue.

Another example is the unlocking of new postures.

Men are naturally good at this, not to mention the smart Ji Lin, who has good physical fitness and is great in all aspects.

After the conversation, Ling Zhao cried and cried.

……

When Ling Zhao woke up, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

She was dry and dressed in a set of grey house clothes that were the perfect size for her.

Thinking that her last consciousness was in the bathroom, her whole body began to heat up.

She put on her slippers and went downstairs. Ji Lin was "fighting" in the kitchen.

Hearing the noise, he subconsciously poured a bowl of cold water into the pot that was about to boil.

The pot was covered with white smoke, as if a mushroom cloud was rising.

Ling Zhao burst out laughing.

Ji Lin stood in the kitchen at a loss, looking at Ling Zhao who was laughing outside the door with tears in his eyes.

He pulled at his apron helplessly and couldn't help laughing.

Really...

Cooking is not something you can do just by relying on confidence.

He has absolute confidence, but he is not sure of his cooking skills.

He opened the glass door, strode up to Ling Zhao, and hugged Ling Zhao, who was laughing so hard that his whole body was weak, into his arms.

"That pot almost hurt your boyfriend."

Ling Zhao was about to stop laughing, but his words hit the funny spot again and he couldn't stop laughing.

Ji Lin hugged her, smiling relaxedly, and said, "I finally conquered that clay pot this morning, but now I hit a wall again. Is it because I was abroad for too long before, and the clay pots at home don't recognize me anymore? Now the clay pots abroad reject me, and the clay pots at home don't recognize me. I am neither here nor there."

"Hahaha..." Ling Zhao burst into laughter.

The two hugged each other, Ji Lin kept teasing her, Ling Zhao couldn't stand it at all, and finally fell laughing in Ji Lin's arms, "Shut up!"

But once her eyes met his, she couldn't stop laughing.

Ji Lin hugged her tightly, gently played with her hair, and asked her while trying not to laugh, "Is it so funny?"

Ling Zhao was worried that he was going to teach her another lesson, so she wiped her tears and tried to hold back her laughter while saying, "You said you would not suffer any loss if you smiled at me."

Ji Lin wanted to laugh when he saw her cowardly look of being afraid of death.

Ling Zhao pointed to the kitchen where the fighting was raging, "What about our lunch?"

Ji Lin looked back and sighed helplessly.

Finally, he ordered food from Wangyanlou and had it delivered.

But no one expected that the person who delivered the meal was actually Sauron!

Sauron, who was outside the door, saw Ji Lin staying with a man, and both of them were wearing the same home clothes. He immediately smelled a hint of ambiguity.

Noticing that there was something wrong with Sauron's eyes, Ji Lin took the food box and "drove" him away.

Soran turned and entered the elevator, saying meaningfully, "No wonder you went to the gay bar before, it turns out Ji Lin really likes this.