The husband in the mobile phone is alive and swollen

At dinner time, Yemo didn't allow Lin He to call the family bucket again, but called the restaurant in Linhong Square and asked them to prepare meals and send them directly to the studio.

At around seven o'clock, the male god Yemo, who had been catching up on sleep, was woken up by the phone call from the delivery man in the hotel, and finally walked out of Lin He's office willingly.

After walking out, he sat down directly on the sofa and watched Lin He busy, helping the delivery man to bring out the food and put it on the dining table.

After finishing all the meals, Lin He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and kicked the sofa again.

"You are a lazy, bad man, and I have to serve you all day long."

Yemo raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and saw that the man immediately changed into a thief-like expression, leaned over and asked, "Do you need me to serve you for dinner later?"

"Get out." Yemo said this, and gave him a supercilious look.

"Tsk tsk tsk, heartless stinky man!"

Lin Xiaozhai in the conference room couldn't help shouting at the living room, "Brother Lin, you really look like a poor abandoned man!"

To them, Lin He didn't serve them so respectfully, he just yelled, "You all come out to eat for me. Continue to work after eating!"

Lin Yuan stood up and said, "The capitalist who sucks human blood is really scary."

Han Feiling, who was sitting next to him, raised his head and said with a smile, "I think so too!"

"Don't think I can't hear!" Lin He was still yelling outside, "Think I'm deaf. Do you want more food?"

Lin Xiaozhai stretched his waist, "Yes! I want food!"

Everyone laughed at the same time, "You are a beggar!"

Lin Xiaozhai shrugged, "I am willing."

Han Feiling came out with the others, and saw Yemo slumped on the sofa.

He looked like he hadn't woken up, his hair was rarely messed up, and if he looked closely, he could still see faint dark circles under his eyes.

The sofa was quite long, just enough to seat four people, Lin Yuan and Lin He were sitting next to Ye Mo, and Dream was sitting on Lin Yuan's left.

All the seats happened to be occupied, so Han Feiling could only pull up a plastic chair and sit opposite them.

Lin Xiaozhai next to Han Feiling held disposable chopsticks, looked at the person sitting on the sofa eagerly, and said, "Dream is so lucky to be able to sit next to Linyuan male god!"

Dream just picked up a small plate, and when he heard this, he stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth and said vaguely: "You want me to change seats with you, right?"

Immediately, Lin Xiaozhai's eyes lit up, "Is it okay?"

"It doesn't matter." Dream stood up holding a small plate.Lin Xiaozhai then rushed over quickly, sat down next to Lin Yuan, leaning his head on Lin Yuan's shoulder, "Wow, I'm so happy."

Lin Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly, "Eat."

Lin Xiaozhai immediately nodded his head, "Yeah!"

Dream walked to the seat next to Han Feiling and sat down, continuing to eat with big mouthfuls.

Han Feiling took a look at Lin Xiaozhai, seeing that he really looked happy.I was thinking in my heart, "My God, this Lin Xiaozhai is gay just like me! He actually likes Teacher Linyuan!"

Don't look at Linyuan and Yemo, they both look cool on the outside.But Yemo was fine, he wasn't taciturn, on the contrary, he had a poisonous tongue.Moreover, getting along more often can also find that he is a very warm person.

But Linyuan is not at all.He is a man with a cold exterior and interior.

Han Feiling thought that although he was a dead house, he never missed people's eyes.People like Linyuan, to put it bluntly, are the traditional old cadre type men--the expression is very traditional, and the thinking is even more traditional.

"He probably won't like Lin Xiaozhai!" Han Feiling thought firmly.

While eating, Han Feiling looked at Lin Xiaozhai who was sitting next to Lin Yuan, and suddenly felt a little sad for him.

No matter how cheerful and optimistic people are, they will feel uncomfortable when they meet someone they like who doesn't like them.

He thought of himself again, he likes male gods.It's not just Yebai in the phone, but the living Yemo.

From the first time he saw Yemo, he knew he liked him.

However, he didn't even dare to behave like Lin Xiaozhai.Therefore, the distance between him and Yemo is probably longer than the distance between Lin Xiaozhai and Linyuan.

While thinking about something, Han Feiling put vegetables into his mouth and ate. He didn't pay attention to what he ate at all, and his eyes still fell on Yemo who was opposite him.

I thought to myself: "The male god seems to be very tired, he doesn't even have time to eat, he is only sleeping... I really want to feed the male god, or let him sleep on my shoulder."

Thinking about it, he felt a hot gaze from the side fall on his face, Han Feiling turned his head to look at the stunned Dream in doubt, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong?"

Dream didn't answer, but instead asked, "Don't you think it's spicy?"

"Huh?" Han Feizero realized with a slow reaction that what he had been stuffing into his mouth just now turned out to be spicy beef!Immediately, she jumped up, crying while shedding tears: "Ahhhhhh! So spicy! Water, water, water!"

Dream nodded, and said calmly, "It's fine if you know how spicy it is! I'm going to think you're an alien. This kind of super spicy boiled beef, you put chili peppers in your mouth as if you were eating white rice." It’s strange if there’s no response at all after stuffing half a bowl.”

Han Feiling took the mineral water that Cheng Feng handed him, unscrewed the cap, raised his head and drank the bottle in an instant, his mouth still felt so hot that it was about to burn.

When he recovered, he lowered his head and said to Dream without tears, "Why didn't you ask me earlier?!"

Dream remained expressionless: "I thought you were good at spicy food."

"No, I only eat less spicy food." Han Feiling raised his head and poured half a bottle of mineral water, sticking out his tongue like a husky, "It's really spicy."

"Hahahahaha!" Lin He laughed immorally, "You've already drank so much water, you probably won't be able to eat anymore... Bring that plate of beef to Grandpa! Only Grandpa knows how to eat spicy food, anyone can Don't rob me!"

Han Feiling felt helpless and continued to drink water.He didn't notice at all that Yemo on the opposite side had opened his eyes and was looking at him.

He had just finished drinking water, his lips were watery, and there was still a teardrop hanging from the corner of his right mouth, he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it——

Seeing this move, Ye Mo frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled the nylon coat tight, covering his legs.

Lin He, who was sitting next to him, saw him and asked him puzzled: "Is it cold? Shall I turn up the heat?

"No. Eat your food." Yemo said blankly, but his body was still a little stiff and his mood was very irritable.

Because, he found out that he was actually hard.Damn!

He raised his head again and looked at Han Feiling. He was still drinking water, and his lips were moist.It's obviously too spicy, but she subconsciously licks her lips——

Hold the grass!As calm as Yemo, he almost ran away.

Because... not only is it hard, it is simply a pillar of support!

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Peter Pan: It seems to be a male god holding a pillar up to the sky~