only love waiting for you

At eight o'clock in the morning on October 10, Ling Han, who was still asleep, was woken up by the sound of the doorbell. It is very immoral to disturb people's sleep early in the morning. He turned over and hugged the quilt, and continued to sleep.

When Ling Han finally woke up, he walked out of the room rubbing his eyes, opened the door, and saw Zhang Fan sitting in the living room, Ling Han was taken aback. Why did he appear in the living room of his home? He must have not woken up yet. , Thinking about turning around and retreating to his room, he closed the door with a bang.

In the room, Ling Han leaned against the door panel, shook his head hard, woke up completely, then opened the door cautiously again, hey, why is Zhang Fan still there, so it wasn't because he didn't wake up and had hallucinations!

Ling's mother watched Ling Han tossing back and forth, stunned at the door of the bedroom, alas, what a loving mother, what a failure, "You child, Xiaofan has been waiting for you for an hour, and he doesn't know how to say hello when he comes out. Turning his head, he said to Zhang Fan, "Xiao Han is usually very polite, but today is a bit abnormal, maybe because he didn't take his medicine today."

Ling Han looked at Zhang Fan's mother who was staring at Zhang Fan's eyes, and felt unbalanced. I don't look too bad, but I couldn't help speaking in a bad tone, "Brother Zhang Fan, hello, it's really nice that you can come to my house. Excellent, I am very honored, and I am very grateful for your presence."

This sentence was met with cold eyes from Ling's mother, "Xiaohan, why are you talking to Xiaofan? You speak in human terms."

"Okay, okay, hello, welcome, you sit down first, I'll wash up first, and change my clothes."

Ling Han's impatient attitude caused Ling's mother's dissatisfaction even more.

"You child, the older you get, the less polite you are, so hurry up."

Ling Han was extremely dissatisfied and went back to the bedroom to change his clothes. After changing his clothes, he went to the bathroom to wash up. His mother scolded him early in the morning. He was upset and blamed Zhang Fan. Why did he come to his house when he had nothing to do? Hmph~

Ling's mother stared at Zhang Fan intently, the more she looked at it, the more pleasing she was, not to mention handsome, not only sensible, but also polite, and successful in her career at a young age, look at her son, alas, " Xiaofan, don't mind, Auntie will chat with you."

"Auntie, it's okay, you can go to work."

"It's really sensible. It's not like my Xiaohan, who knows how to anger me all day long. You watch TV by yourself first, and I'll make breakfast."

"Actually, he's pretty good, too."

"Hey, this little mouth is so sweet, Auntie is happy to hear it." Ling's mother twisted her waist and went to the kitchen to cook.

Zhang Fan watched Ling's mother leave, not only her looks were inherited, it turns out that being an idiot can also be inherited.

After Ling Han finished washing, he sat next to Zhang Fan, put it in Zhang Fan's ear, and asked in a low voice, "It's so early in the morning, what are you doing at my house?"

Feeling the warm breath from Ling Han, Zhang Fan couldn't help feeling a little hot, and quickly pushed Ling Han away, "Take you out to play."

"Speak as you speak, why push me, I almost fell."

"You want me to kiss you now, you can keep leaning over."

Ling Han looked at Zhang Fan sternly, and muttered in a low voice, "Pervert, you have no concentration at all."

"Concentration is for others." Zhang Fan said, and was about to lean over to kiss him.

Ling Han was taken aback, he quickly stood up and sat opposite Zhang Fan, his mother was still in the kitchen, so he didn't know how to behave~

"Then where are you taking me?"

"Secret."

"Tch, do I have the right not to go?"

"You can try it."

"You know how to threaten me, hum~"

Ling Han groaned, turned around and ignored Zhang Fan, and started watching TV.

After a while, Ling's mother asked the two of them to eat at the restaurant. Ling Han scanned around, why there was no one there, no wonder the mother was so unscrupulous, "Mom, where is my dad?"

"Oh, your father's unit organized a trip to Yinchuan, and he left this morning. Xiaofan, eat more." Ling's mother said while picking up vegetables for Zhang Fan.

The breakfast prepared by Ling's mother is very simple, but very rich: soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, buns, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and several delicious cold dishes.

Ling Han watched his mother keep picking up vegetables for Zhang Fan, and felt uncomfortable, "Mom, I am your real son."

"Of course I know, come on, Xiaofan, eat more and ignore him."

Ling Han looked at the dishes that were almost bottomed out, and was unhappy, "Mom, you gave him everything, what should I eat?"

"Eat more staple food and less a la carte."

Ling Han glanced at the dishes on Zhang Fan's plate, and said cheekily, "Mom, I'm growing up, so I can't just eat staple food."

Ling's mother glanced at her son with disdain, "You are already in your 20s, and you can't develop anymore."

Ling Han poked the porridge in the bowl with a spoon speechlessly, is this still his own mother?

Seeing this, Post picked up some vegetables and put them in Ling Han's bowl.

"Whoever wants to eat your saliva, you have become my mother's own son, hum." Ling Han muttered in a low voice while eating the dishes in the bowl non-stop. Ling Han loved to eat the small cold dishes made by his mother since he was a child, which are light and refreshing Not greasy.

Zhang Fan smiled and listened to the mother and son bickering, he was really envious, how many years had he had, hadn't eaten a meal made by his mother?How long has it been since you had dinner at the same table with your parents in such a harmonious atmosphere?It's been almost ten years since high school.

Zhang Fan was brought up by his grandmother since he was a child. His parents were busy with business all the year round and had no time to take care of himself. Naturally, the relationship with his parents was not close. Since his grandmother passed away in his first year of freshman year, his temper became more indifferent, and the number of times he went to his parents' house was even rarer. Count, for the past few years, I have lived alone. Only during the Spring Festival, will the whole family get together to have a New Year's Eve dinner.

Ling's mother stared coldly at Ling Han who had been grabbing food from Zhang Fan: "Wash the dishes after eating."

Even his own mother suddenly treated him so coldly, Ling Han didn't figure it out.At this time Zhang Fan stood up suddenly: "Auntie, let me do the washing."

"No, let Xiaohan wash it, how can you let you wash it as a guest."

"It's okay, auntie, I'll do it." Zhang Fan couldn't help but took the plate and walked to the kitchen. Mother Ling looked at Zhang Fan and then at Ling Han: "Xiao Fan is much more sensible than you, quickly pick up the plate and help He."

As for Zhang Fan, as soon as he entered the kitchen, his face returned to his expressionless expression, which was strictly schizophrenic.He turned on the water, picked up the oil plate, rinsed it in the water, and shook it. If it could be rinsed clean, he would put it aside. In the trash can, only one or two survived.

Ling Han pushed away Zhang Fan who was at the sink, and rolled up his sleeves: "I'll do this kind of thing. How can a real man be afraid of hardship and tiredness..." Ling Han began to criticize.

Zhang Fan closed the kitchen door, put his arms around Ling Han from behind, and rested his head on his neck, this feeling of happiness was really good, "Han, it's good to have you."

"Don't be disgusting, my mother is still outside!"

"The door is closed, she won't see it."

Zhang Fan kissed all the way along Ling Han's neck, making Ling Han almost throw the plate in his hand, "Fan, no, um..." Zhang Fan felt Ling Han's trembling, turned his head, and kissed the tempting Zhang Fan let go of Ling Han contentedly, turned around and left the kitchen until the kiss made Ling Han's breath unsteady.

Ling Han took a long time to wash the dishes, walked to the living room with blushing cheeks, met Ling's mother's probing eyes, Ling Han cursed Zhang Fan in his heart, you will die when you get out.

Zhang Fan frowned, and pulled Ling Han to the door, "Auntie, let's go first, and I'll send him back tomorrow."

Ling's mother swept the two of them back and forth, her eyes glowed with gold, "That's great, cough, you can just let him come back tomorrow by himself, a boy, don't need to send him away."

"It's okay, I'm not worried about him coming back alone!" Zhang Fan spoke ambiguously.

Mother Ling smiled knowingly, "Okay, okay, come and play when you have time, you're welcome!"

Ling Han pushed open the door, pulled Zhang Fan and walked out. Zhang Fan turned his head and smiled at Ling's mother, "Okay. Auntie, goodbye!"

"Mom, go back quickly, it's really nagging." Ling Han was really afraid that his mother would be nagging endlessly.

Mother Ling closed the door, let out a breath of satisfaction, and hummed a little song to start cleaning the room.Thinking of her good son-in-law in my mind, don't think I can't see it, just the ambiguous look of the two of you, shut the door in the kitchen, and don't come out for a long time, trying to lie to me. A little tender.

With a sullen face, Ling Han pulled Zhang Fan and walked out quickly, until he got into the car, Ling Han's anger didn't dissipate.

Zhang Fan drove the car with a smirk on his face, the car turned out of the community, and turned directly into an empty alley, stopped, hugged Ling Han, and kissed Ling Han's puffed lips involuntarily, thinly grind.

Ling Han struggled for a while, and muttered in his mouth, "The bad guy knows how to use this trick, I don't accept it."

"You can still focus on two things, it seems that you have to continue to work hard." Zhang Fan said, prying open Ling Han's white teeth, and sticking his tongue into his mouth, sucking and stirring the body fluid that was too late to swallow, along the way. Seeing the corners of the mouths of the two of them flowing down, they looked abnormally obscene.

Ling Han was gasping for breath after being kissed, electric current flowed through his whole body, the numb feeling made his hands and feet go weak, his pair of phoenix eyes full of lust narrowed slightly, and he kissed back passionately, with intermittent voices overflowing from the corners of his lips, "Fan, um... Don't... huh... stop... uh... come down..."

Zhang Fan chuckled, and deepened the kiss again. His slender fingers were also stroking the sensitive belt of Ling Han's waist, causing Ling Han to tremble unceasingly. Zhang Fan stopped in time until he was completely paralyzed in his arms, breathing out but not breathing in. Che, if you want him now, today's plan will be ruined.

Zhang Fan adjusted his sitting posture, held Ling Han in his arms again, and stroked his back lightly, "If you're sleepy, just sleep for a while, and I'll call you when you arrive."

Ling Han was so kissed that his limbs were weak, his brain was hypoxic, and he was drowsy, so he responded casually, "Yeah."

Zhang Fan laid Ling Han's seat flat, fastened his seat belt, and drove towards the first destination of the day - Houhai 'Yinding Bridge'.