The straight male host was forced to love him by the villain

Hmm~~

Lin had a dream in his later years, a fragrant dream.

Someone is touching his body, even licking...

Very comfortable and exciting!

Although he couldn't open his eyes to see the other person clearly, he already had the answer in his heart.

Ringing——

The alarm clock on your phone is ringing.

Lin got up in his later years and rubbed his swollen temples that were still dizzy. The bright light from outside the window came in and dazzled his eyes.

He calmed down for a while and then got out of bed.

When he walked downstairs, he met Sang Qingyan.

"Good morning, Brother Lin." Sang Qingyan said with a smile on his face.

Lin replied to him in his later years: "Morning."

"Brother Lin, you haven't had breakfast yet. I bought it for you." Sang Qingyan said, handing him the packaged bean butter sticks and two meat buns.

Lin accepted it in his later years: "Well, thank you."

"It's okay. Brother Lin, have a good trip." Seeing him take it, the smile on Sang Qingyan's lips deepened, and the arc could not be suppressed no matter how hard it was.

Lin came to the company in his later years and walked into his department, where there was a lively discussion.

"I heard from the editor-in-chief that the first author conference will be held this year."

"Really! This is great. I want to have face-to-face communication with the authors I have good communication with!"

"When will it be held?"

"The planning department has already started preparations, and it is estimated to start in the middle of next month."

"Hongjin has been developing for so long, and it can finally have face-to-face activities."

"Hey, you're so excited. Could it be that you want to develop an in-depth relationship with an author in your family?"

"If he is handsome, it's not impossible for me to do it."

"Yan Gou!"

"It's fine if you have talent, I'm not picky."

"..."

There was excitement in the office.

Lin sat down in his later years, poked a straw into the soy milk seal, sucked, took a bite of the meat bun, and listened to their conversation.

It was at this author conference that Wang Yu had a closer contact with Su Ling.

They were still discussing in the morning, and when they got off work in the afternoon, the team leader came to ask them to have a meeting again.

This meeting is about the author conference.

The general backend has approved the list of the top 100 authors in terms of total income in the past few years. In addition to the backend notifying the system, the editor should also notify.

After the meeting, Lin opened the document sent by the team leader in the group. There were ten authors in the group with his name. Looking at Wang Yu, there were more than twenty authors.

The original owner and Wang Yu came in at about the same time, but Wang Yu had previous experience on other platforms, while the original owner was a newbie.

But it's okay.

Lin bid farewell to his colleagues in his later years and rushed towards his home.

Mao Liu seemed to like being close to Su Ling. When he came back from get off work and saw her, he found Mao Liu lying on Su Ling's lap and sleeping comfortably with his eyes closed.

Su Ling, on the other hand, gently rubbed the cat. She was still wearing a mask, and there were several bags at her feet, with green onions popping out of them.

Lin looked at her in his later years, doubts flashing in his eyes.

There is only one garden in the community here, and this is the only place where you usually take a walk.

Lin Nian walked over and sat down next to Su Ling.

The moment he sat down, he felt the tension around him again.

fantastic.

Lin did not ask questions in his later years, but sat quietly.

After sitting for a while, Su Ling patted the cat's head: "Okay, it's getting late, I have to go back and cook."

Mao Liu jumped off her lap, wagging his tail, and trotted to Lin Wannian's feet.

"Well, do you usually live alone?" Lin also stood up in his later years.

"Yes." Su Ling lifted the bag.

"Oh."

"Have you eaten?" Su Ling asked.

"No."

Su Ling said cautiously: "I bought a lot of ingredients today, why don't you go to my house to eat tonight?"

"Okay." Lin agreed readily in his later years.

Lin's voice in his later years echoed in the corridor.

The two walked up to the third floor.

Lin Wannian saw Sang Qingyan standing at the door of his house. He stared at him quietly for a while, then looked at Su Ling on the other side. Finally, his eyes stayed on Lin Wannian and called out in a calm tone: "Brother Lin."

This time Su Ling also noticed Sang Qingyan, who seemed to be her neighbor on the fifth floor last time. She looked at Lin Nian and said, "You know him, right?"

"I know you."

"How about asking him to join us for dinner? It would be more lively if there are more people." Su Ling asked in a negotiating tone.

Lin looked at Sang Qingyan in his later years: "Qingyan, have you eaten?"

"No."

So the two went to Su Ling's home.

In his later years, Lin carried the rice from his own home, so he couldn't go to a girl's house to eat for free.

Su Ling's home is very elegantly decorated, without too many decorations. The walls are decorated with white putty, as if they might move out at any time.

There are all kitchen utensils in the kitchen, but they are very new, and it doesn't look like they are used for regular cooking.

When she got home, Su Ling took off her mask.

It was only in his later years that Lin saw her face clearly. There was a flower-like mark on her right cheek. Except for the missing parts, she looked quite delicate.

She seemed to care about other people's eyes. When Lin looked over in his later years, she subconsciously lowered her head and covered her right face with her hand, but then quickly raised her head and looked at him with a smile on her face.

Lin has been through her old age for so long, and can sense her emotions: that look is not the shyness of admiration, but the timidity of being watched.

"I'm going to wash the rice." Lin volunteered in his later years and said.

"I'll wash the vegetables." Sang Qingyan also joined in. He felt a little awkward and didn't want to see the two of them standing together. He wanted to destroy the atmosphere.

Su Ling: "Then I'll chop the vegetables."

The kitchen is a bit big and can accommodate four or five people.

Su Ling put on her apron and saw Lin washing rice in his later years. She took out a basin from the cupboard, handed it to him and said, "The rice washing water can be used to water the flowers."

"Row."

In his later years, Lin rinsed the rice twice and measured the amount of water with his index finger. It was almost ready. He took the rag hanging on the wall and wiped the sides of the pot, put it in the rice cooker, plugged it in, and pressed the button to cook.

I took the rice water to the balcony to water the flowers. In addition to some flowers, there were also condiments such as peppers, onions, and coriander.

After watering, he and Sang Qingyan washed the meat and vegetables together.

It looks like a good atmosphere.

After the meat and vegetables were washed, Lin WanNian and Sang Qingyan had nothing to do in the kitchen, and they sat on the sofa in the living room.

"Ah, there is no Sprite in the refrigerator. Do you want to buy it?" Su Ling's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay." Lin Wannian agreed.

The two walked out of Su Ling's house.

Sang Qingyan followed Lin Wannian, lowering his head and playing with his mobile phone, but his mind was not on it: "Brother Lin, you have such a good relationship with her."

So good that even he can join us for dinner, haha.

"We're just friends, what's wrong with you?" Lin asked in his later years, pretending not to know.

"It's nothing." Sang Qingyan pursed her lips.