I want to play HE with a man every day [Quick time travel]

Lu Miao didn't dare to look for Lin Jian at the moment, so he just watched his mother cook in the kitchen, which gave him a harvest. He saw several bags of steamed dumplings in the kitchen trash can. Mom said how could it be possible to bring breakfast to your disobedient son, and not only that, but also found a few bottles of hot sauce in the cabinet.

He took a bite and it was spicy.

My mother was also so hot that she regained her composure and said that she went to the supermarket that day and never bought this thing, and she didn't find it even when she was cooking last night. The most likely thing is that it appeared today.

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There is only one real truth, and that is - Lin Jian bought it!

So Jian Jian went out so early this morning to buy breakfast?Then when I came back and saw that he was not there, with his temper, I would be very angry if I thought about it... But why didn't I call myself?Looking at the weight in the trash can, it is obvious that he has his share. Jian Jian is not an innumerable person, and he must still be at Fang's house when he comes back.

Ouch, he is also very angry...

The bag of this trash can is newly replaced, and there is only this breakfast in it, ah, and the vegetable leaves that were just thrown away, but they are still very clean.

"You're crazy!" Mom pushed him out directly.

Lu Miao glanced at the trash can regretfully, and walked to Lin Jian's room. He wanted to take the opportunity to say thank you, but Lin Jian was sitting in front of the easel drawing, and there was a tablet beside him, on which was a super beautiful Aspen tree picture.

Lin Jian is copying and has almost finished a sketch. This sketch is really rough... It can be seen that this is the kind that has never learned to draw.

Why did Jian Jian start painting again all of a sudden, to cultivate his sentiment|fuck, or to say that he likes it.

It was not easy for Lu Xiao to ask, Lin Jian was very focused on painting, so he had to move a small round stool and sit beside him. At first, he watched him draw lines and looked at the painting, but slowly his eyes fell on Lin Jian's face.

Jian Jian is really good-looking, how can there be such a good-looking boy, I really will never get tired of watching it for a lifetime.

With Xiao Fangsi's fiery|hot eyes, Lin Jian's body couldn't help but feel a little stiff. He wanted to tell him what he was looking at, but he felt that he couldn't talk to him. He was too free. Why didn't he respond when he replied to all the messages? Woolen cloth…

After lunch, my mother was about to go to the hotel to pick up the suitcase. Lu Miao went with her, but Lin Jian followed behind silently.

"I will." He said.

Mom seemed happy with that.

Lu Miao was also happy, but halfway thinking that this is actually an excellent opportunity to steal clothes, he felt a little bit pained.

There was no mother on the way back. Lu Miao tried to talk to Lin Jian, but Lin Jian didn't pay much attention to him. He seemed to be angry about the breakfast. He asked, and Lin Jian also said directly that he bought it for him. .

"I don't know..." Lu Xiao said in a low voice, "I thought you went out early today..."

"Not at all." Lin Jian looked ahead.

Lu Miao didn't know how to reply, he said "Oh oh" for a long time before he remembered: "Jianjian, I don't need to go out to buy breakfast in the future, I can make it, I successfully made two sandwiches this morning."

Lin Jian didn't answer him: "You went to school early too?"

"No, I went to find Fang Fang." Lu Miao said, remembering the video Li Yue took for him. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Fortunately, I went to find him in advance in the morning, otherwise I would have missed the Russian homework in the morning." forget."

"Does he help you with your homework?" Lin Jian said lightly.

"Forget it, the homework is self-introduction in Russian, and he wrote it for me." Coincidentally, at the red light, Lu Miao put the phone in front of him, "Look, this is the video I said on stage. I just wanted to send it to you in the morning. Well, this is the first time I have spoken such a long term of Russian."

Lin Jian watched it calmly. When the light turned green, he started the car, feeling very uncomfortable.

He doesn't want to talk anymore.

"Ah, Jianjian, you seem to have texted me back, right?" Lu Miao had gone through several layers of text messages with new information when he was talking, "There was a small misunderstanding, and I forgot it."

"What misunderstanding?" Lin Jian couldn't help asking for a while.

"It's nothing..." Lu Miao didn't want to say, at this moment, he turned to Lin Jian's text message, and there were two bright sentences on it.

-...

- oh jian1002

This is WeChat...

It seems that I missed [-] million when I turned off the data in the morning. Fortunately, it's not too late, and I can get half of it back. I just don't know if Lin Jian will add it now.

"Yeah." Lin Jian agreed. After entering the room, he stood at the door for a while, and vaguely heard words such as nodding his head. He really couldn't hear the whole thing, and the behavior of listening to the corner of the wall... don't let it happen again, but it doesn't mean He doesn't want to know.

"Okay!" Lu Miao was very happy, but then he encountered a difficulty again, the avatar...

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He even tangled up at home but still couldn't find the result. Lin Jian was also unhappy because his phone didn't ring for a long time. He went back to the room and saw that the time was already four o'clock. He shook the window for the private painting lesson reported online. , Within a few minutes, the other party started a video on other software.

Lin Jian sat in front of the easel, removed the drawing with rough outlines, and replaced it with a new piece of rice paper. He was a beginner, and his painting teacher suggested starting with sketching. He had no objections, but let's start a video together He refused, and the teacher had to teach step by step on paper.

About ten minutes later, Xiao Fangsi came, carrying a plate of fresh cherries.

Seeing that he was studying, he sat on the small round stool next to him again, started eating cherries after being with him for 2 minutes, and fed him one by one.

Lin Jian didn't want to eat it very much, but wanted to spit out the seeds. The trash can was between Lu Miao's feet, and he turned his head and vomited there, which was extremely strange.

Lu Miao found out that he was going to spit out the seeds, put the plate on the table, got up and went out to get a seed remover and a new plate, put on two disposable gloves, and concentrated on removing them one by one after sitting down. Seeds come.

Lin Jian's mood was indescribable for a moment, and when he ate the fruit from Lu Xiao's hand.

Can be determined.

He said.

It took Lin Jian only two hours to paint this painting. This class is about a vase. It may be taught by the teacher, or it may be that he is really talented, and the painting is very good and lifelike.

"Jianjian is really powerful." Lu Miao praised sincerely, and also breathed a sigh of relief, his buttocks were about to sit in pain, and it was already six o'clock, and he hadn't found a chance to steal clothes yet!

He didn't dare to act too strange, lest Lin Jian would find out.

Lu Miao thought about it, and finally decided to talk about WeChat first. He had already sent a verification message, and he didn't change his avatar.

"I took this by accident when I was taking a selfie. I thought it looked good so I used it as my profile picture," he lied, watching Lin Jian's face looking at his profile picture, "If you can't, I'll... I will p off you."

"...No need," Lin Jian agreed to the friend request, and put down the phone without changing his expression, "Where's the original picture?"

"Ah?" Lu Xiao didn't react for a while.

"Send me the original picture." After Lin Jian finished speaking, he didn't want to argue with him, so he went to the living room.

"Why, Jianjian?" Lu Xiao still followed.

"There's me in it, I have the right to get this picture," Lin Jian said after a pause, trying to suppress the upward curve of his mouth, "and other pictures with me."

what is this for...

Lu Miao was confused, and wanted to get some answers from Lin Jian's face, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything, he stammered, "But, just, just this one..."

Lin Jian glanced at him and said nothing, but the meaning was clear.

"Okay..." Lu Miao hesitated for a long time, pouted and took out his mobile phone to obediently send dozens of photos that were secretly taken, the ones that looked very 'basic'...he also sent them.

When he stopped, Lin Jian turned his back, smiled for a while, and then hid.

He opened the rice cooker, took out the liner, and washed the rice.

Lu Miao was really surprised, and when he came back to his senses, he hurried forward: "No, no, I'll cook."

"It's all the same." Lin Jian didn't give it to him, and let it go on his own... Baidu said that eating for two people seems to be a measuring cup, which can hold two bowls, but Lu Miao eats a lot every meal. Still a year younger, still growing.

He poured two measuring cups, then washed the rice, everything was in order.

After eating a small whale, Lu Xiao sighed that the scene was really happy. He must eat an extra bowl tonight, he wanted to eat three bowls of rice, because it was cooked by Jianjian!

There are still a lot of dishes left by my mother at noon, and they are specially reserved for the two of them at night. It stands to reason that they don't need to cook, but Lu Miao wanted to show his skills. He wanted to cook boiled pork slices.

He invited Lin Jian to watch.

Of course Lin Jian was happy, but with a reluctant expression on his face, Lu Miao begged several times before he reluctantly nodded.

Lu Xiao was overjoyed, moved the ingredients from the refrigerator, and unexpectedly found that the dishes left by the equation last night were missing.

"Throw it away." Lin Jian said simply and rudely.

"Yes...otherwise it will take up space..." Lu Miao sighed, he didn't want to continue to take out the 'sad past', looking for the memory of his mother when he cut up onions and garlic, and sliced ​​lean meat. He didn't want to ask Lin Jian for help. , but Lin Jian took the initiative to wash vegetables, bean sprouts and other side dishes for him.

He almost chopped it off, thinking that he was dreaming, but he really knew that it was not a dream, but reality.

His heart fluttered a little.

Lin Jian also had a different feeling.

He had never experienced these things before, and they were obviously very strange things, but he was extremely moved. He looked at Lu Miao who was chopping vegetables with a sweet face, and there was something different in his heart.

Regardless of whether you like him or not, you must keep him by your side.

He said.

Considering that Lin Jian doesn't eat spicy food, this supposedly spicy boiled pork slices turned into vegetarian boiled pork slices. He ate it himself, but he didn't know that Lin Jian...

"Well, yes." Lin Jian took another piece from the small pot and ate it.

Lu Miao was invincibly happy. He accidentally ate four bowls for dinner, and his stomach was invincibly full. Originally, he was a person without abdominal muscles, especially since his body had never been trained. Lu Miao felt like his stomach was like a Ball must be ugly, he doesn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Lin Jian.

Lu Xiao pulled down his short sleeves, glanced at Lin Jian who was cleaning the kitchen, and then he smiled when they met.

Lin Jian also wanted to laugh. He saw Lu Miao's belly, which looked like a white-faced steamed bun. It had to be said... a little cute.

Lu Miao didn't know what he was thinking, if he knew, he would definitely lift off his clothes and expose his stomach, but unfortunately he didn't know, he walked up and down the living room to digest, and vaguely felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't think of it. It just so happened that Equation sent over the homework assigned by the teacher today.

Basic Russian is to copy words, and English is to memorize texts.

In fact, most of the people in their class speak good English, and they have no problem with daily communication. It's just Lu Xiao... let's not mention it.

Lu Xiao refused to leave, sat on the sofa to do his homework, and then recited the book when he was done. He couldn't calm down because Lin Jian was beside him, but he knew that if Lin Jian wasn't beside him, he might not be able to calm down even more.

It's almost 08:30 after memorizing.

When Lu Miao was collecting the book, Chen Dong and his Italian brother Orlando sent him a message, inviting him to play Glory of Kings. They were three and three rows. They called him last night, but they didn't agree last night because there were too many things.

Why do we have to play together today, just because we have nothing to do.

He entered the international server of Glory of Kings, this mobile game is already very popular in his world, and it is even more famous here, everyone in the class basically plays it, and decompresses in their spare time, that's what they say.

But Lu Xiao really doesn't agree with this sentence, every time he fights the king, he always gets angry in one way or another, sometimes he even gets angry at himself, this is simply a game of getting angry.

He entered the team, and the voices of Chen Dong and Orlando came out immediately: "Guo Shiga, turn on the mic."

Lin Jian looked over.

"I'm going to get the earphones." Lu Xiao said quickly.

Lin Jian frowned slightly, and when Lu Miao came back, he glanced at his mobile phone, moved away after a few seconds, and continued to read the book.

Lu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, put on his earphones, and typed in the bureau.

Time flies by, and soon at 09:30, more loses than wins, Lu Miao's mentality is okay tonight, but it's still a bit uncomfortable after losing too much, he logged off, and said good night to Lin Jian who closed the book and was about to go back to the room , it's time for bed, he yawned.

But suddenly, something flashed through his mind.

Lu Xiao petrified in place.

sudden death

Is the punishment of physical weakness for this task heavy enough for a week?Why does he always forget? !There are only more than two hours left now, I rely on...