The delusional life of the dried fish man

In the past half a month, without Zhu Wenqing coming here, the small bench beside Jia Furuo has been empty for a long time, and he has not put it away, because he feels a little bit reluctant.

I always felt lonely and boring in the afternoon, with Wenqing as his company, the time really passed faster, and the two chatted happily.

And the little guy who is so proud and ready to be beaten, after he has been feeding him persistently for a month, starts to become cute like a well-raised cat.

What do you want to prepare for Wen Qing to eat tomorrow?What kind of expression will he show?This is one of the things he is looking forward to the most recently, but now the little guy doesn't pass by here anymore... probably because his father banned him.

Thinking of Zhu Chunlin's self-righteous tone, rude and rude attitude, and the expression that the whole world owes him money, Jia Furuo's fists bulged, and he wanted to give the monster father a good punch.

The rainy season is gradually approaching. Yesterday, there was only a little light rain, but today it rained continuously, and the temperature dropped several degrees.

It was raining heavily, wet and cold, and within 10 minutes of walking out, the shoes would get wet, so that fewer people visited the market, and the number of transactions also decreased. There is a small field in the back, and the things he planted have just sprouted, and the sudden drop in temperature hopes not to freeze his little buds to death.

While thinking wildly, Jia Furuo saw a child walking towards him with a small black umbrella in the distance, he stood up excitedly, could it be Wen Qing?

But if you look carefully, the child is smaller than Zhu Wenqing, no, he sat down again dejectedly.

Only two customers came in the whole afternoon, it was almost six o'clock, and the sky was getting dark. After finishing the vegetables in the vegetable basket, he was about to close the door, when he saw a shadow squatting in the corner of the small stall, which almost scared him to death. I can't help but jump up.

Who is scaring you in the corner?

Looking around, Jia Furuo found that the figure looked a bit like Zhu Wenqing, he opened his mouth wide and blinked.

It was Wenqing who was right, but it was too miserable. His school uniform was half wet, his shoes and socks were splashed with mud, his whole face was shrouded in darkness, his chin was leaning on a big pumpkin, his shoulders were drooping weakly, just Like a puppy wet in the rain.

"Wen Qing?"

Jia Furuo called out in a low voice, Zhu Wenqing seemed to respond, but his voice was very low, and his movements were very slow. When he turned his head to look at him, his eyes were foggy and hazy, and his face was frighteningly white , the mouth is as pale as the face.

He ran over in three steps at a time, Zhu Wenqing looked very strange. "Are you uncomfortable? Wenqing?"

Zhu Wenqing didn't speak, but when Jia Furuo approached, he rested his head on his thigh very reliantly. The part where his thigh was stuck felt an unusual heat, and he anxiously stretched out his hand to support Zhu Wenqing. He found that the skin under his hands was as hot as a piece of scalded iron.

"Do you have a fever?" Jia Furuo asked anxiously.

Zhu Wenqing was so dazed that he couldn't speak, which scared Jia Furuo to death. A child's fever can be serious or minor. Although he has never raised a child, he would often hear some mothers-in-law talking about children's fever in the market. The tragic situation of children with fever and so on.

In any case, emergency medical treatment must be the best way.

Jia Furuo called his mother to close the shop, and hugged Zhu Wenqing into her arms. The child hugged his shoulders tightly with both hands, full of trust and affection for him. He rushed to the nearest pediatric clinic.

After the treatment, the doctor prescribed antipyretics and cold medicine. He carried Zhu Wenqing home and fed him something before letting him take the medicine. After eating, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

And Jia Furuo looked at a string of numbers on the phone, which was Zhu Chunlin's phone number that Zhu Wenqing asked when he was awake just now.

Although I'm not happy with this monster's parent, Zhu Wenqing is someone else's child after all, and he can only help here. The person who is most qualified to take care of him and take him to see a doctor is still his biological father.

Without hesitation, he dialed the other party. To his surprise, the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. He called every 5 minutes, and the more he called, the more angry he became, because the other party never picked up. What Zhu Wenqing said when he told him his phone number before falling asleep——

Dad has a date tonight.

Damn it, is dating and finding a woman better than taking care of your own son who has a high fever and is so feverish?This dead beast, a stinking scum who forgets his son when he sees a woman!

After talking on the phone for half an hour and swearing a lot of nasty words in his heart, Jia Furuo finally dialed. When the other party's deep voice sounded, his voice exploded like a firecracker.

"Your son's fever is more than 38 degrees. I don't care what woman you date and have sex with. Come to my house to pick up your son immediately! Who am I? I'm Jia Fu, the small vegetable stall owner who was scolded by you and almost sued by you." Ruo, do you want me to tell you my home address?" His voice was so sharp that he caught a wife whose husband had a mistress, and could almost shatter glass.

"Wen Qing has a fever?" The other party's voice was slow, deep, and steady, ignoring his provocative tone, and just quietly confirming the facts.

"Yes, the fever is over 38 degrees, and I gave him a drip at the clinic and added some water. I just made him drink some glucose water and take medicine. When will you get back?" Jia Furuo was still aggressive. .

That's right, he was venting his anger. When he was living the lonely, empty and cold life of a dry fish man, the super handsome guy was living a good life hugging beautiful women from left to right. Just thinking about it made him extremely unhappy.

You scumbag, don't expect to have a better life than him.

"I won't be there in an hour. I still remember the address, the third one in the alley of the market."

"Then I'll wait for you for an hour, hum." Calculating the time, if he was dating in the downtown area, it would take about an hour to go home.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Jia, he was normal before I went to work in the morning."

The other party thanked him in a deep voice and explained it, which made Jia Furuo feel annoyed at his narrow-mindedness. It seems that Zhu Wenqing suddenly had a fever. He was fine before going out in the morning. How did he know that he was in such a serious condition in the afternoon? You can't blame the monster parents either.

Jia Furuo's tone finally improved a bit, "It's nothing, you're welcome, come back and pick him up quickly."

In less than an hour, the expensive car drove up to Jia's house, and the man got out of the car. Jia Furuo put his arms around his chest and said calmly, "He's sleeping in my room, you might want to take him home."

"Well, sorry to bother you."

Zhu Chunlin went upstairs, carried the sleepy child down, put him in the car, and covered his son with his coat, the incomparably gentle and caring appearance of the child made Jia Furuo's anger dissipated for the most part. Even though he's the parent of a monster, it's because he cared too much that he became like that, right?

He said coldly, "I'm sorry to interrupt your date."

"I'm dating?" Zhu Chunlin raised his head to look at him, his thick black sword eyebrows full of masculinity frowned in confusion, even with this generally ugly expression, he was still so handsome that he exploded.

"Wen Qing said you were going on a date tonight, but he had a serious fever, so he had to call you back early."

Zhu Chunlin finally understood, "It's a meeting, not a date. His Chinese is not very good. I'm working overtime for a meeting, but I just brought back all the materials, so I can just read them at home."

Hearing this, Jia Furuo pinched his nose, embarrassing, because he was jealous of the other party's happy life on the phone, the acrimonious words he said immediately circled in his head three times, and a good memory is also a pain, he is now embarrassed Gotta hit the wall...

"Uh... sorry, my attitude on the phone was not very good, because Wenqing's situation is a bit serious, and I'm impatient."

Seeing the other party's tone eased, Zhu Chunlin nodded silently, obviously thinking that the other party's dissatisfaction had its own reasons, and of course he has tasted the bitter fruit of the evil he committed at the beginning. "I didn't have a good attitude when I came last time, because Wen Qing's nanny said he couldn't eat at night."

Since he apologized, he said everything. Jia Furuo clasped his hands together and made a gesture of repentance. "I'm sorry, I thought you were dating beautiful women, eating good food, and leaving the children at home."

Alas, I beg the handsome guy to forgive my little jealousy of this dried fish man who is lonely, empty and cold every day. It is wrong for me to want to run away when I hear the word "dating", but the dried fish man will reflect on himself.

Zhu Chunlin also continued to explain, "The reason why I was so angry when I heard the nanny say this was because during Wenqing's health checkup, the doctor told me that he was short and told me to pay attention to his diet and sleep, but I will measure it a few days ago. Height, I found that he has grown taller, and Wenqing also confessed to me his diet, the food you gave him is indeed more nutritious than instant food, I misunderstood you before, I am very sorry."

One of the two said sorry, the other said sorry, both of them looked remorseful, sneaking a look at each other's embarrassment, making them laugh softly at the same time, the smile immediately warmed the cold and damp space.

"This is my phone number. If there is anything wrong, you can ask me for help. Our family has lived here for a long time. I know which hospital is good and which store has delicious food." Jia Furuo patted his chest, looking The food map of this place, ask him how he knows it all.

Zhu Chunlin accepted his phone number and said shyly, "I just moved here and I really need some help. Thank you, Mr. Jia."

Jia Furuo immediately said familiarly: "Don't call me Mr. Jia, it sounds too polite, just call me Xiaoruo, hurry up and send the child home to sleep." When a handsome guy is in trouble, it is right to draw his sword to help .

Zhu Chunlin also took out his business card and handed it over, "This is my business card, thank you, I'm sorry, I will trouble you to take care of the puppy today."

Jia Furuo was pinching the black-based business card, on which Zhu Chunlin was written in three gold-plated characters and his phone number, and his title was a senior executive of a well-known foreign-invested company.It seems that he is really tall, rich and handsome. This foreign company is notoriously difficult to get into. I heard that the salary is very high, and it is quite tiring.

The car disappeared into the night as quickly as when it came, Jia Furuo squeezed the business card, there was still a little bit of Zhu Chunlin's remaining warmth on it.

The handsome guy doesn't seem to have a wife, so he feels like he can attack.

But a handsome guy has a son without a wife, does that mean he is heterosexual?

Alas, he just looks at Junyan and drools a little, don't think about it, it shouldn't be his, and he will never get it... Jia Furuo was a little downcast after thinking about it.

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Jia Furuo had only returned to his room and slept for four hours when his phone rang. He picked it up to check, and it turned out to be Zhu Chunlin calling.This late at night call, could it be that he also feels empty, lonely and cold, and wants to chat about life and philosophy?

Alas, if the other party is gay, it is still possible, but he is a straight man, so don't think about it, but can this heterosexual handsome guy give the Yugan boy a way to survive, he will call in the middle of the night, I will misunderstand...

Under Jia Furuo's wild thoughts, he connected the phone, and Zhu Chunlin spoke politely, his voice was full of frustration and helplessness, "Mr. Is it my fault?"

How can a microwave oven fry eggs? Do you want to destroy the microwave oven, or do you want to destroy the egg?Jia Furuo's drowsy eyes widened instantly. Could it be that this tall, rich and handsome man is just good-looking on the outside, but on the inside he is the kind of idiot who can't take care of himself and is above the full level?

"Also...the gas stove has been out of fire, I want to get some porridge for Wen Qing."

"Where is your home? I'll go there by bike."

Zhu Chunlin breathed a sigh of relief on the phone, probably because he had been unsuccessful for a long time, so he had no choice but to call him. Now that the savior is coming, his tense mood also relaxed.

He gave his address, and after 5 minutes, Jia Furuo rode to the base of the building where he lived, handed his ID card to the administrator, changed the ID card, and finally entered the handsome guy's house.

The living room is very large, with three rooms. It is roughly estimated to be more than 50 square meters. The decoration is elegant and generous, and the color of the light on the top is very soft. The design of the log furniture is simple and attractive, and the color is also very warm. There are ulterior motives.

Entering the kitchen, it is the Nakajima type that Jia Furuo dreamed of. There is a large space for kneading dough, making dumplings, and marinating chicken at the same time. However, when he saw the microwave oven, he was in no mood to continue admiring it.

The microwave oven is horrible, the eggs exploded in embarrassment, and there are residues and broken eggshells everywhere. This microwave oven is a good thing that combines a microwave oven and an oven. The market price is directly proportional to the value of the machine. up.

Such an easy-to-use machine, Zhu Chunlin actually wanted to destroy it, how idiot is he?

Jia Furuo murmured, he just touched the machine from head to toe like a pervert, it's a good thing, how could it be abused like this?

He took a rag to clean it first, and wiped all the dirty places. After finishing, he took a look at the gas stove that Zhu Chunlin said could not be used.

This gas stove is so new that it is unlikely to be broken. The black glass panel adds a few traces of luxury to it. The shiny reflection almost blinded his eyes. This is also a good thing, Zhu Chun Lin's kitchen utensils are really good.

He looked at the gas pipeline, walked along the pipeline to the balcony, and put his hand on the main switch of the gas. As soon as he put it on, his face turned black.

The switch was not turned on, how could there be gas, he was really about to lose to Zhu Chunlin.

He turned his wrist, turned on the switch, returned to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator very automatically. He thought that Zhu Chunlin would probably only fry the eggs into charcoal, so he might as well cook them for him.

There were still some vegetables in the refrigerator, which might have been left by the nanny. Jia Furuo was not polite, and took onions, carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, and two eggs.

He first chopped onions, carrots, cucumbers, and tomatoes into shreds, and mixed them with the egg mixture until the egg whites and yolks were fully mixed, then added green green onions, a little pepper, and a little salt.

Then he picked up the non-stick pan, brushed a thin layer of oil, turned on the fire, waited until the oil was hot, then poured the vegetable egg juice, the aroma of the oil and egg juice filled the nostrils, waited for the edges to burn a little Flip over.

Soon, the colorful vegetable eggs were ready. After putting them on the plate, he used the ketchup that most children like to draw a playful smiling face on the round eggs.

Zhu Chunlin was stunned as he watched from the sidelines. Within 10 minutes after Jia Furuo came in, he made a plate of eggs, and the plate of eggs became cute and exciting under the decoration of tomato sauce.

Is he wasting his life by doing nothing for an hour just now?A guilty conscience and the frustration that he was really useless surged up, and at the same time he looked at the man in front of him differently.

Zhu Wenqing who was in the room also smelled the fragrance, and his little face shone with excitement.

As soon as he woke up, he felt very hungry, and told his father that he wanted to eat fried eggs, but his father, who was very powerful in his eyes, couldn't even cook an egg well. Fortunately, brother Fu Ruo came, and he heard what they said Voice, brother Furuo is the best at cooking delicious food!

He moved his nose, and smelling the scent made him even hungrier, and he couldn't help shouting: "It smells so good, I want to eat it!"

Jia Furuo brought it in and asked him to sit on the bed, and he immediately gobbled it up with a fork. He hadn't eaten something made by Furuo's brother for a long time, and it was still so delicious.

Zhu Wenqing ate up a plate of fried eggs, wiped his mouth after eating, and said with bright eyes that he wanted to eat the second plate.

Zhu Chunlin's jaw almost dropped when he saw his son like this. It was the first time he saw this son who had to be urged three times and four times every time he ate. Pick up the plate and lick it clean to eat the hungry tiger.

Oh my god, is he dazzled or hallucinating? Is this his stinky son who is so difficult to raise and feels like he is in war every time he eats?

Zhu Chunlin couldn't help turning his eyes to Jia Furuo who persuaded Zhu Wenqing not to eat too much at once. After thinking for a while, he made a decision——

"Xiao Ruo, I have something very important to tell you."

When Jia Furuo walked to the kitchen counter and was about to wash the dishes, he heard Zhu Chunlin speaking in a low, deceptive voice like a cello.

Who are you trying to seduce by speaking in this tone?And why does this sound like a precursor to a marriage proposal?Not to mention that Zhu Chunlin's face was very close to him, as if he had never seen a man as good-looking as him in his life. After seeing him again and again, his face became hot when he saw a man who couldn't blush. Also out of control.

This—what's the situation now?You, are you mad at me?

Oh Yaoshou, how can a handsome guy seduce people like this, please, what's the matter, let's go back to the room and talk about it... Wrong, my brain is too big, I should say we go back to the living room and talk about it, I'm really afraid that you will take me back to the room, I I'll throw you down first.

"Chunlin, let me wash the dishes..."

A big hand as strong as iron tongs grabbed his wrist and threw the plate into the sink, Zhu Chunlin said eagerly: "Don't worry about that plate, I really have something important to tell you. "

I'm sorry, we've only met for the third time, please let me hold back...

Jia Furuo's sanity has long since faded away, the distance between them is so close that he can smell each other's scent, the scent of soap and grass mixed with Zhu Chunlin's masculine breath is confusing, and it is even more fascinating to enter into Qi state of mind.

During this period of time, the empty, lonely and cold life of a fish-dried man made him a little crazy, but he couldn't be blamed for it. With such beauty, which man can maintain a normal life?

Touched by the super handsome guy's thick and warm big hands, his eyes saw that his pajamas were not fully buttoned, his collarbone and a small piece of strong wheat-colored chest muscles were exposed, he was already very self-controlled not to pounce on him.

He wished he could be like a silly dog, showing the nympho that you want me to shake hands, not to mention hands, I can even give you my body.

Jia Furuo was dragged into the living room by Zhu Chunlin as if under hypnosis, the two of them sat on the sofa in the living room, he sank into the high-end sofa cushion, watched the other's mouth move, as if talking about something, But his head was dizzy, and he didn't listen at all, and the anxious tone of the other party made him nod frequently. By the time he realized that the situation was wrong, they seemed to have been talking for more than 10 minutes.

Of course, for Zhu Chunlin, it was a conversation, but for Jia Furuo, it was him who was stupefied at the sight of men, completely in a daze and drooling, wondering if a certain position in the other party's pajamas was right? It's also strong, but I don't dare to glance over it, it feels too obscene.

"So it's a deal."

"Well, that's for sure."

When Jia Furuo came back to his senses, he was shocked, wait a minute, what is the deal?What did he promise just now?

Zhu Wenqing, who had been eavesdropping at the door of the room, ran over cheering, jumped into his arms with bare feet and screamed, "Brother Fu Ruo, Dad agreed, saying that I can go to your booth to play after school. "

Jia Furuo wiped his sweat, it turned out that he agreed to this, that's okay, it's not a problem, he thought he had agreed to some terrible conditions just now when he was in a daze.

He put his arms around Zhu Wenqing with both hands, probed his forehead, and found that the fever was no longer there, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved into a warm smile. His gentle movements made Zhu Chunlin nod frequently in his heart, confirming that what he did was right. Yes.

And Zhu Wenqing twisted and twisted in his arms, and said embarrassedly: "And next month my mommy will come to see if I'm doing well. Dad said that we need a family of three to face her and let her know that we are doing well." very good."

a family of three?Jia Furuo almost spat out a mouthful of blood. If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them indiscriminately. You are a family of three. These words are too easy to make people daydream...

Jia Furuo's face turned red uncontrollably, even redder than cherry blossoms. If there is really a rich and handsome husband like Zhu Chunlin, and a proud little angel like Zhu Wenqing as a son—that is life at all. Winner!

Zhu Chunlin hugged Zhu Wenqing and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Don't step on your brother Xiao Ruo, you are so heavy, what if you hurt brother Xiao Ruo?"

Jia Furuo tried to regain his senses and asked an important question, "Wait a minute, what does it mean to see Wenqing's mother next month?" And that family of three, is that how the idiom is used?Why didn't Zhu Chunlin, who is a father, find this idiom used very strangely?

Zhu Chunlin was admiring the dimples on the corners of Jia Furuo's mouth at this time. He suddenly realized that Jia Furuo's appeal to children must be due to his appearance, because even if he didn't smile, he just pursed his lips, The small dimples around the mouth will also be exposed, making children feel very close.

For some reason, his fingers were itchy, and he had the urge to poke that cute little dimple.

He hastily held his restless right hand and explained again. "When I divorced Wenqing's mother, I had some agreements. Although I have the custody of the child, she has visitation rights. She will fly to Taiwan to see Wenqing next month. The previous nanny was considered useless by her, so I had no choice but to Changed, but every time she changed, she was not very satisfied every time she came. Either she thought the child was too thin, or the environment was not cleaned well, so I would like to trouble you to be a nanny for a few days. I believe you will make her satisfied .”

Hey, it turned out that he was a nanny, so why did he involve a family of three, and he almost lost his mind.Jia Furuo patted his flushed face and put his thoughts on the right track.

"But I still have a stall to take care of..."

Zhu Chunlin said sincerely: "I know you have your job, but you won't be very busy. I will hire someone to clean the house. You just need to play with Wenqing and cook for Wenqing."

Sounds simple enough, and it's nice to be able to look good on a handsome guy.After thinking about it, Jia Furuo agreed without further ado.

After that, Zhu Wenqing's life became that he would go to Jia Furuo's stall first after class, and Jia Furuo would help him with his homework, make some snacks for him, and take him home to eat with him after the stall was closed. Dinner, until his father came to pick him up from get off work.

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Jia Furuo's life as a nanny lasted for almost a month. I found that when Zhu Chunlin got off work to pick up the children, it was mostly at seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Recently, it was past ten o'clock in the evening several times. Obviously, he was too busy, not to mention taking care of his son. , he couldn't even take care of himself well, sometimes he came to pick up the children, and he didn't even have time to have a bite of dinner.

"Uh, would you like to eat some at my house, anyway, there is still some food." Jia Furuo asked politely.

"That's right, Ah Lin, eat at my house, Xiao Ruo is pretty good at cooking." There was a louder voice from the living room behind the shop, and Jia Furuo's mother and father were calling frequently inside.

Jia Ma is now in her 50s, just when she wants to have grandchildren, but unfortunately she has no grandsons to play with. Recently, Zhu Wenqing was there, and she had such a good time. She even bought several sets of clothes for Zhu Wenqing.

Several times I took Zhu Wenqing out for shopping at night, and everyone praised her grandson for being so cute and old-fashioned, he could be a model for children's clothes.

This almost made her mouth crooked, although she said very politely: "This is not my grandson, he was placed in my house to take care of him." But there was a lot of complacency between those eyebrows and eyes.

Jia's mother loves Zhu Wenqing more than she loves her real son. Jia Furuo is heartbroken to see that Zhu Wenqing often has at least five kinds of fruit on his plate, while his plate only has the most unsalable fruit of the season. The lonely, empty and cold fish-dried man looked up to the sky and sighed deeply. It's just a matter of not having a relationship with a man, not even a relationship with a parent. It's really too miserable.

"No need, uncle and aunt, please forgive me, I will take Wenqing home."

Zhu Chunlin was very polite. He didn’t come here until after ten o’clock today. He also bought a box of high-end chocolates to express his gratitude. for tea."

"Why are you so polite? Come on, you must not have eaten yet. I asked Xiao Ruo to order. There is still chicken soup in the pot. You have been working overtime recently, so you need to make up for it."

After the chocolate was put away, Zhu Chunlin was also pulled in to sit, and Jia Furuo went into the kitchen to cook vegetables and hot chicken soup miserably, but Zhu Chunlin stayed to eat despite his hospitality.

Jia Ma also said to Zhu Chunlin in a crackling voice: "Let me tell you, my little Ruo has no skills at all except cooking and housework. If he wasn't a man, I would have thought he was the one on TV. A graduate of the Bridal School, let me tell you, he is funny enough. When he used to work, a shirt was not ironed to a straight line, and the trouser seam was not ironed correctly, so he couldn’t sleep all night, and he dressed like a groom’s official every day. Same, totally different from now."

Mom, why are you talking about such a shameful thing about me?Selling vegetables now, is it possible to still sell them in suits?

Jia Furuo rolled his eyes, quickly brought out the chicken soup and green vegetables, and let his mother continue to talk, he lost all sense of shame.

"Mom, go and see if Wen Qing is asleep?"

Sure enough, saying the word Wenqing could divert his mother's attention, and his mother immediately went upstairs to see Wenqing excitedly.

Jia Furuo helped Zhu Chunlin fill a bowl of chicken soup, Zhu Chunlin drank a few sips, and heard him whisper: "There is no seasoning, the taste is not as good as the outside, but after drinking for a long time, there will be a sweet taste."

Zhu Chunlin ate a piece of chicken, which was sweet and delicious. He only knew that Zhu Wenqing liked to eat the dishes cooked by Jia Furuo, but he had never eaten them himself. Okay, let him eat a few more bites, and couldn't help but praise, "Your craftsmanship is really good."

"Hey, it's normal. I'm just a little interested. I've learned a bit. Besides, many bosses in the market have their own private dishes. If you listen to them talk a lot, you'll cook a few."

Unknowingly, Zhu Chunlin drank two large bowls of chicken soup. At this time, Jia's father also got excited, and took the medicinal wine he made himself, insisting that Zhu Chunlin also join in and drink a few cups.

Under the dim light, Zhu Chunlin didn't know whether it was the heat or what. He loosened his tie and his cheeks were flushed, which made Jia Furuo stunned when he said, "Peach blossoms on a human face complement each other".

Such an elite handsome guy who is usually a little cold and a little abstinent, just loosened his tie, and his sexy charm exploded. His usually bright, sharp, jewel-black eyes glistened with water, and his lips were full of red. , as if to be pecked.

If Jia Fu didn't dare to look again, Jia's father picked up the medicinal wine and asked Zhu Chunlin to drink it. Zhu Chunlin drank several cups in a row, and Jia's father patted him on the shoulder and said, "Oh, you are not bad, you are so can drink."

The smell of medicinal wine was peculiar, with an unknown fishy smell. Jia Furuo moved his nose, suddenly raised his head, snatched Zhu Chunlin's cup and smelled it a few times. The smell was fishy and stinky. Drink, Zhu Chunlin must have had to drink it because he was a guest.

"Dad, what are you giving him to drink?" Jia Furuo couldn't help but raise his voice, how could he let the guest drink such a damn thing.

Jia's father blushed and said: "It's just medicinal wine for body repair, what's your name?"

"This taste is not the bottle of body-replenishing, but another bottle."

"It's impossible!" Jia's father hurriedly went to look at his medicinal wine bottle, and then walked back, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "I took it by mistake, this is the bottle from the tiger penis."

Hubian made up for that, everyone knows that Jia Furuo suddenly showed regret that he wanted to bring the time back to a few ten minutes ago, while Zhu Chunlin had already lowered his head and lay on the table, looking drunk up.

"It seems that A Lin can't go home, so Wen Qing will sleep with us, you take A Lin to your room to sleep, by the way, lock the room, don't let him go to your sister's room by mistake in the middle of the night , although your sister should be very happy, because Ah Lin is handsome and has a good job, hahahaha—”

Jia Furuo looked at the irresponsible father who laughed and walked away, and suddenly had the urge to kill his father. How could his father do this kind of cheating on his son? If he didn't know his sexual orientation, he would suspect that they were playing tricks on him on purpose.

He lifted Zhu Chunlin up the stairs, and sniffed his neck with a strong smell of wine. It was itchy and hot. Zhu Chunlin was not light, and his muscles were well-proportioned. He didn't feel much wearing clothes. He took off his suit jacket and realized that he was the type who looked thin when he was dressed, but he was fleshy when he took off his clothes.

After entering his room and putting Zhu Chunlin on the bed, Jia Furuo began to feel distressed, what should he do if Zhu Chunlin goes crazy with alcohol?

Wait, how do you think about that scene... Cough, he seems a little happy?After all, what Zhu Chunlin drank was Tiger Whip wine, alas, what should I do if I'm too shy?

As for the tiger whip, will it make Zhu Chunlin so sexual that he treats himself carelessly?

In this way, it seems that Dad gave him this kind of wine... It's not bad!

Jia Furuo had the feeling that if Zhu Chunlin had sex after drinking, he would have made money. Although he scolded himself for being obscene, he couldn't stop his dark thoughts as soon as they floated up.

The beautiful and delicious Zhu Chunlin was lying in front of him, and he felt his blood flow backwards.