We got married after swapping fathers [Entertainment]

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"Small boat?"

"Small boat?"

"Small boat?"

……

Lin Yishan's voice calling him was faintly heard, Lin Zhou ran faster, this time he put a cockroach in Lin Yishan's teacup, Lin Yishan was chasing him with a rolling pin.

Lin Zhou tried his best to run, but suddenly the scene changed, and he appeared on the roof of the building in the middle of the night. He was singing on the roof with a wine bottle, and he was crookedly climbing to the protective wall to see the night scene, but he was grabbed by a hand. The man said: "Lin Zhou, come down."

Lin Zhou smiled, turned around, the man's face was very blurred, Lin Zhou reached out to disperse the smoke in front of the man, but the man suddenly let go, Lin Zhou fell off the protective wall, straight drop.

"Ah...Mom...help me..."

Lin Zhou kicked his legs and sat up abruptly, panting heavily.

"Xiaozhou?" A familiar gentle voice.

Lin Zhou was still in shock, and looked up, only to see Lin Yishan and Zhou Qing looking at him worriedly.

"Dad..." Lin Zhou opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Ok?

Lin Zhou cleared his throat and opened his mouth again, but there was still no sound, his throat was dry and painful, as if it was stuck.

"Don't move." Zhou Qing picked up the warm water on the table and handed it to Lin Zhou's mouth, "You have a fever, come on, drink this glass of water first."

Lin Zhou realized that he was very hot all over, and felt a little cold.

Lin Zhou took the water in Zhou Qing's hand and drank it clean in one gulp, coughed lightly, and opened his mouth with a rough creaking sound like sawing wood.

"I can't speak, I lost my voice." A voice came from the side, and Lin Zhou realized that there was another person in the room, who was the doctor who saw him a few days ago.

Lin Zhou's eyes trembled suddenly, and his body curled back a bit, what the hell are you holding in your hand?

Seeing Lin Zhou's eyes as if facing a formidable enemy, the doctor couldn't help laughing: "This is an anti-fever injection, first give an injection to subside the fever."

The doctor took out the ampoule bottle from the medicine box and opened it. While mixing the medicine, he said, "Didn't you get better a lot in the past two days? Why did it become so serious all of a sudden? Did you not listen to the medicine and take the medicine? Or did you get angry? This I can't even speak..."

Lin Zhou was not in the mood to listen to the doctor's babbling, only the blinding needle in his hand was in his eyes.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, the flesh on the butt is thick, just prick it, it doesn't hurt at all, good boy." Seeing that Lin Zhou was scared, the doctor began to coax the child.

Lin Zhou couldn't speak, but his heart was full of fragrance, fart, are you lying to ghosts?

Does it hurt to stick needles in the body?What's wrong with ass?

Is it its fault that it has meat?Why do you have to undergo such torture?

Moreover, he was already 27 years old, the age of being called a widowed old man by the post-[-]s, and he was even taken off his pants and spanked.

It is also impossible to kill him.

Lin Zhou shook his head violently, meaning that if he did not get an injection, it would be impossible for him to get an injection.

"Xiao Zhou, be obedient." Zhou Qing knew Lin Zhou, he was afraid of injections, and usually asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine for minor illnesses and pains, but he had been ill for many days, and now his fever reached 38 degrees five, It was so serious that he lost his voice, and it would not work if it went on like this.

Lin Yishan thought the same way, and this time, regardless of whether Lin Zhou was willing or not, he just started to fight hard.

Seeing Lin Yishan's posture, Lin Zhou began to play tricks, holding Zhou Qing's arm and shaking vigorously.

Zhou Qing touched Lin Zhou's face distressedly, a little bit unbearable, but still hardened his heart: "Xiao Zhou is obedient, be good."

Seeing that Lin Zhou was gaining Zhou Qing's sympathy, Lin Yishan hated that iron could not be made into steel, and gritted his teeth: "You are used to it. You are used to stinky problems. Just give him a good beating."

Lin Zhou saw that Lin Yishan rolled up his sleeves and planned to come for the real thing, so he didn't care about anything else. He jumped down from the other side of the bed, without even his shoes on, and ran out of the room with bare feet, and ran to the first floor.

Because of the fever, Lin Zhou was a little dizzy. He ran down the stairs to the first floor, and rested for a few seconds while holding the handrail of the stairs to breathe steadily.

After running, his throat felt like it was being burned, and it hurt like tearing.

Lin Zhou stepped up and planned to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. When he looked up, he saw that the sofa in the living room was full of people, and they were all looking at him.

Lin Zhou stopped in shock, glanced over, and finally fixed his gaze on the tall figure leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window of his house.

The man was looking at him too.

This face is as pale as water, with sharp edges and corners, where has he seen it before?

The half-finger-long scar at the corner of his left eye is even more familiar.

Lin Zhou closed his eyes and opened them again.

shit...

Three in a row...

This fucking is Jiang Shiyan.

How is he here?

Jiang Shiyan frowned when he saw Lin Zhou's bare feet and an unusual blush on his face.

Lin Zhou swallowed his saliva, thinking that maybe the way he got up was not right.

Looking back to the sofa again, Lin Zhou knew everyone sitting there.

Jiang Shiyan's father, Jiang Congrong, although Lin Zhou has never met him in person, but Jiang Congrong is a celebrity in City A, often on TV, and Lin Zhou has seen him on TV.

He also has no expression on his face like on TV.

Another gentle and dignified woman who looked at him with loving eyes was Jiang Shiyan's mother.

Lin Zhou has never met Jiang Shiyan's father, but he has met Jiang Shiyan's mother. Jiang Shiyan's parents are very busy with work and hardly have time to accompany Jiang Shiyan at home, so when Jiang Shiyan was in school, he often lived alone.

There was a time when Du Ruo fell ill and was hospitalized. Jiang Shiyan went to the hospital every day to accompany his mother, and Lin Zhou also accompanied him. Du Ruo stayed in the hospital for half a month, and Lin Zhou followed Jiang Shiyan to the hospital for half a month.

After so many years, Jiang Shiyan's mother hasn't changed much, she is still very young and beautiful.

On the other sofa sat Dean Chen.

Lin Zhou is as stable as an old dog on the surface, but his heart is already galloping. Jiang Shiyan and his family are all here, and Dean Chen is still by his side?

What does it mean?

Was it him and Jiang Shiyan who made the mistake?

This is too fucking unreal.

"Zhou Zhou?" Du Ruo saw Lin Zhou standing there in a daze, and quickly stood up, shaking hands with some helplessness, with a gentle voice, "Are you okay?"

Lin Zhou came to his senses, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, and could only shake his head.

"Stinky boy, stop for me." Lin Yishan's roar came from behind, Lin Zhou shook all over, and Sa Yazi ran forward, there was nowhere to hide, Lin Zhou hid behind the one-person tall green plant at the entrance.

Lin Yishan, Zhou Qing and the doctor with the needle all chased him down.

"What's wrong, this is?" Dean Chen asked upon seeing this.

"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Yishan was out of breath, and supported his waist, "I'm kidding, the brat knows how to run if he has a fever and doesn't need an injection."

Hearing this, Zhou Qing poked him from behind, Lin Yishan was taken aback, and was a little embarrassed seeing Jiang Congrong and Du Ruo sitting there.

Today I was going to meet Dean Chen and the others, but Lin Zhou had a fever, so I had to call Dean Chen. I wanted to change the time, but when they heard that Lin Zhou was sick, they said they would come directly to their house , look at Lin Zhou by the way.

It doesn't matter if they see each other, they are actually acquaintances.

Jiang Shiyan is Lin Zhou's childhood child. When he was in school, he often followed Lin Zhou to the house, but he didn't expect...

Lin Yishan looked at the slender young man standing by the window, and couldn't tell what it was like.

"Xiao Zhou, be obedient, let the doctor give you an injection." Zhou Qing coaxed Lin Zhou with a soft voice.

Lin Zhou shook his head like a rattle, raised his finger to point to the medicine on the table, and made a gesture of taking medicine.

"The fever-reducing needle will reduce the fever faster, and you will be speechless. If the fever continues like this, the illness will get worse." Zhou Qing persuaded.

Lin Zhou shook his head resolutely, refusing to compromise.

Lin Yishan was out of breath: "Boy, your skin is itchy, you want to be beaten, don't you?"

Zhou Qing saw Jiang calmly frowning, twisted Lin Yishan hard, gave him a look, and told him to speak more slowly.

Seeing this, the doctor hurriedly said: "Forget it, forget it if you don't want to get an injection, first take antipyretic medicine and put on the antipyretic patch, and I'll come back in the afternoon to have a look. If the fever still doesn't subside, let's talk about it, okay?"

Lin Zhou nodded hurriedly.

The matter can be regarded as resolved, Zhou Qing apologized: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time."

"It's okay, it's okay." Du Ruo said hurriedly, "Zhouzhou is sick, take medicine first, we are not in a hurry."

Lin Yishan gave Lin Zhou a hard look, Lin Zhou made a face at him, then walked out from behind the green plant, and when passing by Jiang Shiyan, he glanced at him.

Then he snorted heavily, and walked past him towards Zhou Qing.

Suddenly, a hand was wrapped around his waist. Before Lin Zhou could realize what happened, he felt his world spinning for a while before he was lifted up.

shit...

Lin Zhou wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound, coughed a few times, and stared at someone to hit someone.

"Move again, I'll throw you down." Jiang Shiyan deliberately made a motion of throwing forward,

Lin Zhou was taken aback and didn't dare to move for a while.

"Xiao Yan, what are you doing?" Du Ruo exclaimed, "Let go of Zhou Zhou."

Jiang Congrong's expression also changed: "Shi Yan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Shiyan didn't speak, strode up to the doctor, and said in a deep voice, "Give me the needle."

The doctor was taken aback.

Jiang Shiyan said again: "I've learned it before, and nothing will happen."

The doctor reacted quickly, and handed over the medicine box and the needle in his hand.

Jiang Shiyan took the medicine box, took the needle and went directly to the bedrooms of Lin Yishan and Zhou Qing on the first floor.

A few years ago, Lin Zhou brought him here, and he is still very familiar with it.

Du Ruo comforted Lin Yishan and Zhou Qing: "Don't worry, Xiaoyan has learned it. Every time our old man gets an injection, Xiao Yan will give it. The old man would not be willing to change it."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After entering the bedroom, Jiang Shiyan closed the door with his foot, and threw Lin Zhou on the bed.

As soon as Lin Zhou landed on the ground, he hurriedly turned over and sat up, staring at Jiang Shiyan, as if if you dare to touch me, I will fight you to death.

Jiang Shiyan took his time, put the medicine box on the bed, and then looked at the needle in his hand, the medicine had been mixed.

Lin Zhou panicked, shrank back, opened his mouth to say something, but could only make a sound of "Yahah".

Jiang Shiyan put the needle aside, stared at the person on the bed with deep eyes, took off his suit jacket and threw it aside.

Then he took off his watch again.

Your uncle...

Seeing him start to roll up his sleeves, Lin Zhou panicked completely, got up from the bed and was about to run out, when Jiang Shiyan hugged him by the waist and pressed him face down on the bed.

Lin Zhou struggled, his legs were pinned down by others.

"Woooo..." Although Lin Zhou is not short, he is still a bit shorter than Jiang Shiyan in [-]. He can't beat Jiang Shiyan who often works out on weekdays, not to mention he still has a fever and is dizzy.

Lin Zhou finally struggled to get his head out of the quilt, and turned his head to stare at Jiang Shiyan.

The person under him had red eyes, gritted his teeth, and was ruthless and obedient. Jiang Shiyan's throat moved, and without opening his eyes, he said calmly, "It's best not to move, or you'll get hit crookedly, and you'll have to do it again."

"How dare you!!!" Lin Zhou made a mouth shape.

But Jiang Shiyan didn't look at him, and directly took off Lin Zhou's pants.

The sudden coolness on his buttocks made Lin Zhou tremble all over, and then the cotton ball was rubbed wet, and Jiang Shiyan's fingers brushed against his skin occasionally, causing him to shudder.

Lin Zhou felt ashamed for a while, and before he could react, his butt hurt.

Lin Zhou froze, and then collapsed on the bed like a deflated balloon.

He was afraid of needles, especially the moment when the needle pierced his skin, which made him get goosebumps thinking about it.

Jiang Shiyan punched the medicine in, then pulled out the needle, pressed the cotton ball on the eye of the needle, and got up.

Lin Zhou lay on the bed without moving for a long time.

Lin Zhou's skin was fair and delicate, like fine silk. Jiang Shiyan felt a little hot all over his body when he thought of the touch of his fingers just now.

Restraining his untimely emotions, Jiang Shiyan picked up the cotton ball and looked at it. There was no blood on it, so he pulled up Lin Zhou's pants, and the skin disappeared from his eyes.

The person lying on the bed remained silent.

Jiang Shiyan sighed. Lin Zhou was afraid of getting an injection. He knew that every time Lin Zhou was vaccinated in school, Lin Zhou was like being sentenced to death. Every time, Jiang Shiyan had to suppress him with force. The whole person softened into a puddle of mud, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Jiang Shiyan bent over and hooked Lin Zhou's waist and turned him over. Lin Zhou glared at him with tears in his eyes.

Although he looked fierce, he looked more like he was being bullied, and the corners of his eyes were red, adding to his pity.

Jiang Shiyan sighed helplessly, and raised his hand to try the temperature of Lin Zhou's forehead. Lin Zhou turned his head away from his hand, and opened his mouth to curse silently: "Jiang Shiyan, your uncle..."

"You are shameless..."

"You are despicable..."

"You pervert..."

"You are shameless."

……

Jiang Shiyan looked at Lin Zhou's mouth that kept moving but couldn't make a sound, put on his coat and watch, and finally turned around and left the room.

Lin Zhou picked up a pillow and threw it weakly in Jiang Shiyan's direction.

Fuck, Jiang Shiyan, if you take off your pants and don't take revenge, I'm not called Lin Zhou.