How to say goodbye to patrons

He Minting had seen this ring before, but it was hanging around Chu Yan's neck at that time. He just regarded it as a worthless accessory he bought and didn't pay much attention to it, but when Chu Yan gave the chain to his aunt because I was afraid that it would fall off, so I didn't put it in my pocket, and put it on my ring finger so as not to die.

On the long and slender finger of jade, there was suddenly an oxidized and shapeless ring, which looked inexplicably unsuitable and made it stand out.

This caught He Minting's eyes.

Chu Yan didn't speak for a long time, seriously, he wanted to know where this ring came from even more than He Minting!But obviously at this time, if he said he didn't know, he probably didn't have to eat, and He Minting would kill him directly.

He could only shake his head pretending to be confused and said, "I don't remember when I bought it."

He Minting carefully looked at his expression, and saw that there was still some fear in his own eyes, and his disgust towards himself was hidden between his brows, but he couldn't find the slightest trace of lying.

That being the case, he directly pulled the ring from Chu Yan's hand, and threw it vigorously, only to hear a few crisp ding-ding sounds, and the ring rolled into the darkness and could no longer be found.

"I'll buy you a new one." He Minting rubbed Chu Yan's reddish fingers that he had pulled hard just now: "Don't wear anything with shallow eyelids on yourself."

As he spoke, he relaxed his tone, looked at the squashed pumpkin in the bowl, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Chu Yan didn't speak, and got out of his shackles. He reached out and took out a small pot, poured some water into the pumpkin puree with juice, pinched a little bit of salt on the pot with his fingertips, and sprinkled it with the water. The small fire steamed up.

This pumpkin variety is so good that it doesn't even use glutinous rice flour for consistency.

As it boils slowly, the sweet and rich taste makes you want to sneak a bite.

He didn't pay attention to himself, but He Minting was not angry. He stretched out two fingers and gently lifted the white towel on his shoulders, which fell silently to the ground. The wet hair quietly condensed a small drop of water, and slid down his smooth skin mischievously. The place where it passed was itchy. Chu Yan was about to reach out to wipe it when he felt a warm His lips stuck to his neck, sucked the small drop of water in, and licked it up delicately.

Chu Yan's hand holding the spoon trembled, and there was a small crisp sound. The spoon fell to the bottom of the pot, and the rich porridge quickly covered it, and gradually even the handle of the spoon disappeared.

It was really that this body was too sensitive, he felt as if someone had ignited a flame on his neck, and it spread from there to his whole body.He Minting could clearly feel that Chu Yan was trembling. He put his arms around him, maliciously biting the earlobe as small as a red bean, and a low and hoarse voice blew into his ears: "Congee alright?"

Chu Yan's waist immediately softened, almost tipped over, and he was surrounded by He Minting immediately, and a low laugh sounded behind his ears: "So careless, what if the porridge spills?"

As he spoke, he wrapped his whole body in his arms and wrapped his hands, just like teaching a child to write. Holding his hands, he went to open the cupboard and took out a bowl. The rich color was poured slowly, and the fragrance was sweet. The smell penetrated into the tip of his nose, coupled with the slightly stiff but unresisting body in his arms, he was very satisfied.

He praised: "Well, you did a good job."

I don't know if he is talking about the fragrant porridge, or the obedient person in his arms who dare not resist even though he is terrified.

He didn't bring the porridge to the dining table, he just kicked a stool over and sat on it, and then made the person in his arms sit on his lap obediently, holding his hand to get a spoon, Filled half a spoonful of pumpkin porridge: "Look at your hands shaking so much, what should you do if you drink it yourself?" As he spoke, he pressed the spoon against his lips and slightly fed it in.

However, although Chu Yan sat obediently on his lap, his lips were tightly closed and refused to open.In fact, he said to the system excitedly in his heart, "My mother has never fed me! I thought it was impossible in this life!"

【Steady!Pay attention to the image! 】Since He Minting came in, the host has been trembling with excitement, he is really afraid of going out of his way.

He Minting didn't insist, but his voice was low: "If you don't open your upper mouth, I can make your lower mouth open. Do you believe it?"

"What should I do if I don't want to open up..."

【... Open your mouth! 】

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yan's tightly closed lips opened slightly, not too big, just enough for the spoon to enter, signaling his surrender.Some hot porridge entered his mouth and he swallowed it.

He Minting watched as the spoon containing pumpkin porridge entered his mouth and was wrapped by slightly blood-colored lips, and when it came out, it was bright silver again, and his Adam's apple went up and down. For some reason, ordinary swallowing made him full of the past. All kinds of imagination at the beginning of color.

No matter how I looked at it, I couldn't get enough of it, so I couldn't help but feed a few more mouthfuls.

This is like the posture in the brothel in the TV series, which made him very awkward, and finally made some requests in between: "Please don't do this." Discuss or let me come down?

"Okay." To Chu Yan's surprise, He Minting readily agreed, and then stuffed the spoon into Chu Yan's hand: "You come and feed me."

Chu Yan looked down at the spoon in his hand and weighed it. He reached out to change a clean spoon, but was gently blocked by his hands: "Use this one."

Chu Yan frowned, and went to scoop up half a spoonful of pumpkin porridge, and stopped at He Minting's commanding lips, not moving even a centimeter forward.

He Minting went up to take a bite, Chu Yan was a little cleanliness, seeing him put the things he had used in his mouth like this, he felt uncomfortable all over, and soon his discomfort was overwhelmed by He Minting's bigger movements To cover up the past.

He directly blocked his mouth, and passed the porridge in his mouth.

He Minting felt that the person in his arms was struggling violently, but in his opinion, these were nothing at all, so he forced him to swallow, and then reluctantly left his lips.

Chu Yan squatted on the ground and coughed for a long time, tears unconsciously formed in his eyes, and his cheeks were stained with a charming blush due to the loss of air.

The coughing sound stopped slowly, only He Minting's voice above his head asked calmly, "Is it good?"

Chu Yan turned his head violently, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised, this hypocritical obedience finally couldn't be pretended any longer.

There was still indifferent indifference between He Minting's eyebrows, without the anger of that day, he just leaned over and untied Chu Yan's urgent bathrobe, and let him struggle no matter how hard he took off his shameful bathrobe , randomly thrown on the ground.

The coldness in the air instantly filled his pores, but what he cared more about was that his body covered with marks was seen by He Minting, and he hurriedly reached out to reach for the bathrobe.

He just reached it, and before he picked it up, He Minting's foot stepped on his hand as if he didn't pay attention, but no matter how hard Chu Yan tried, he couldn't pick up the bathrobe, He Minting Ting's shadow enveloped his whole body in darkness, and a hell-like voice reached his ears: "Is it delicious?"

Chu Yan clenched his fingers on the hem of his clothes, and desperately said the two words with a crying sound, "...delicious." After speaking, he seemed to be discouraged. The resistance just now, Self-esteem, the things that supported him, seemed to dissipate in an instant.

Only then did He Minting move his feet away, watching Chu Yan hurriedly put the clothes on himself, and when he was wearing the belt, his voice was as indifferent as ice: "No need to tie it."

Chu Yan was stunned, holding the belt in his hands for a long time, and finally his hands hung down, and the bathrobe was not fixed by the belt and hung on the sides, which had no meaning of covering.

He Minting admired it for a while before saying, "Didn't you say it's delicious? Come on, let's continue drinking."

After a bowl of porridge was exhausted, He Minting let him go.

Seeing him curling himself up into a pitiful ball in panic, as if the whole person was on the edge of the cliff, as long as he did something else, he would be pushed down, causing him to completely collapse, He Minting endured it and finally did not go down Instead, he reached out and touched the top of his head and gave a sweet date: "If you are always so obedient, I will give you other better roles."

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't move, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked out.

After a long time, Chu Yan raised his head from his knees: "The original owner still has the same occupation as me?"

The system didn't speak, he felt that Chu Yan knew more than him now.

"You really are a trash snack." Chu Yan lay down on the ground and started looking for it.

[Looking for what? 】

"That Sabie ring." Chu Yan searched and said, "How can such an ugly thing on a gold chain be an ornament? What if it is a relic from my mother? What if it is a token of love? What if Is it an ancestral space ring?"

Regarding the last system, it means that you think too much, but you still pointed out its location [next to the sink, it bounced back when you just threw it out. 】

"Aren't you such a waste?" After finding the ring, Chu Yan didn't dare to put it on his finger. He put it in the pocket of his pajamas, sat on the chair that He Minting kicked over just now, and stretched his legs: "I'm exhausted!" I almost pounced on it several times. Fortunately, I relied on my virtue and skill to hold it down."

"Little Dianxin, you said he fell in love with me so much, did he already succeed in the strategy?"

【Host, falling in love with you is not the same as falling in love with you. 】

"It's not bad, is it?"

The system sighed [Host, that person's favorability for you is less than 20.00%. 】

"what!"