Star system feeding plan

At 8:10 on August 21, a microblog called "Lin Jiameng Baby" sent a message with a picture.

The content is like this-

Brothers and sisters, uncles, aunts and aunts, come and see the dishes made by my father~~~ Picture 1 (beef stewed with potatoes and carrots), picture 2 (stir-fried lily with celery), and picture 3 (scrambled eggs with tomatoes and peppers).

If this message was just a few home-cooked dishes, it would not have caused any uproar or attracted the attention of others, but this "cute Lin family baby" followed up with a message, the content of which was as follows.

Dad was bitten by a bedbug, and his neck was red. Uncle Yan looked at Dad in the wrong way.

Picture 1 (Yan Hao sitting on the sofa looking at unknown documents in his hand), picture 2 (back view of Yan Hao going upstairs), picture 3 (front view of Lin Anjing coming down the stairs).

Immediately after this Weibo came out, "The Lin Family's Cute Baby" was bombarded with blood, all kinds of his questions, doubts about the authenticity, and identification of pictures that were not synthesized, all kinds of accusers ran out .

Floor 1: Wow! ! !This is the legendary genius cutie!He even posted on Weibo, wondering if it was true, but the photo was so blurry, could it be a sneak shot?

Floor 5: I am particularly interested in the sentence that there is a red patch on the neck. Can the blogger post a picture of your father being bitten by a bug for us to see, and we can help you identify whether he was bitten by a bug!

+1+2+3+10086 in the bottom row...

Floor 99: Everyone is afraid that Xiu Enai will die quickly, but Mr. Yan and An Jing are showing their affection every day. It’s fine for them to show their affection, but the cute baby doll also helps them to show their affection. How can single dogs live? ! ! ! ! ! !

There is another row of ++++++++ at the bottom...

Lin Mengmeng giggled and giggled on the sofa where her mobile phone was, feeling that she was really happy. Many people were concerned about the relationship between her father and Uncle Yan.

In fact, he didn't know that most people were just joining in the fun, not really related.

Rolling his eyes and turning his face, he looked at his father who was sitting on the opposite sofa watching TV, and then at Uncle Yan who was sitting obliquely behind him and watching his father. He secretly took out his mobile phone and clicked lightly on the two of them. It came out.

Hurry up and post on Weibo——Dad seems to be angry with Uncle Yan, and he ignores Uncle Yan, Uncle Yan is so pitiful.with pictures.

There was another howl on Weibo. Leaving aside for the time being, Lin Anjing looked like he was watching TV seriously, but he had no idea what was happening on TV. The man behind him kept staring at him to see if he was Clearly, that laser-like gaze made him uncomfortable.

Really couldn't bear it anymore, Lin Anjing turned his head and shouted at the man: "What are you looking at, I haven't seen it!"

"What are you messing with?" Yan Hao frowned, wondering why he had been showing his face to himself for more than two hours since he just went out for a stroll.

Men are confused.

Lin Anjing pursed his lips and stared at him for a while, seeing that the look in the man's eyes didn't look like he was joking, but that he really disliked him for playing a petty temper, and he was even more furious.

Why is this guy still so calm after doing those intimate things to himself?Could it be that I am the only one who cares about those few kisses and that kind of intimacy?

And...Yan Hao, what do you think of the look of me playing a little temper in your eyes!

He is just throwing a temper tantrum and playing petty temper!

snort! o (￣ヘ￣o).

Angrily snorted at the man, Lin Anjing got up and went to carry the little fat boy back to the bedroom upstairs, but just as he walked to the side of the little fat boy, he found that his son seemed a little too quiet...

He frowned and leaned over to take a look, and saw his son looking down at the phone. The phone was placed on his chubby lap, and his little fingers were working back and forth on the screen.

He became even more curious, what could make Mengmeng so serious that he didn't even notice him coming?

As a result, upon closer inspection, his face turned completely black.

"Lin Mengmeng, what are you doing?" The tone was light and light, which made the little fat boy feel that his father was just asking casually.

"I'm posting on Weibo, Dad, look..." Looking up, he happily held his mobile phone to offer treasures, and finally met Lin Anjing's fiery eyes, he was stunned for a moment and realized what he had done, and yelled He came out and jumped off the sofa and was about to rush towards Yan Hao who was walking over - in his cognition, Uncle Yan's side was still safe.

But he was not as quick as Lin Anjing, seeing that he was about to run away, the young man bent over and lifted him up, allowing him to scream, kick his legs and wave his arms, the young man defiantly threw him on his shoulder, Let him hang upside down and go to the elevator.

"Wuuu, Uncle Yan, help me!!!" The voice of the little milk was broken, she raised her face and stretched out her hands to grab Yan Hao, "Daddy wants to spank my ass!! Uncle Yan, help me!!!"

Yan Hao walked a few steps quickly, but before he could snatch him from Lin Anjing's shoulder, he saw the young man turned his head and gave himself a hard look, and said angrily, "What does my educating my son have to do with you!" He slapped the little fat boy's fleshy butt with his hand, and said angrily, "Don't move!"

The little fat boy stopped.Woohoo, Dad spanked him again.

The man looked at him sullenly.

Lin Anjing snorted again and got into the elevator, regardless of the cold air emanating from the man's body, he directly shut him out of the elevator.

The little fat boy's heart was pounding, just now when his father was aggressive to Uncle Yan, he looked so handsome and men~ In fact, the little fat boy didn't know that his father's behavior just now was called tsundere blowing hair.

Back in the bedroom, Lin Anjing threw the little fat boy on the bed. As soon as the little boy touched the quilt, he immediately climbed into the bed with his little buttocks sticking out, and wrapped himself up in the quilt, leaving only his little head outside, staring at him with big watery eyes. He stared at the young man, afraid that he would come over and spank his ass if he got agitated.

The little fat boy said that although his father's spanking didn't hurt, it was embarrassing.

He did this series of movements not only smoothly but also quickly, Lin Anjing laughed angrily at him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I tried to put on a straight face to make myself look more serious, and asked him, "You said that the purpose of posting on Weibo is to share the things about me and Yan Hao for others to see?"

It never occurred to him that this brat would actually learn to play tricks on him, especially when he was struggling with how to get along with Yan Hao, and he had to spank his ass to find awkwardness at this juncture!

Only when Lin Anjing narrowed his eyes slightly did the little fat boy startle, and looked at him nervously.

"Dad, I was wrong!" With a very serious face, Lin Mengmeng realized that he had made a serious mistake. He should not have posted the photos of his father and Uncle Yan on the Internet together. He will not will do so!

Lin Anjing didn't know that his son had changed another way to kill himself, so when he saw him admitting his mistake, he asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Well... I, I will never tell anyone about you and Uncle Yan again!" The soft and waxy voice made people feel comfortable, but Lin Anjing couldn't laugh or cry when he said it.

"That's it?" He raised his eyebrows, not annoyed.

The little fat boy sniffed, pouted and asked, "Then what else?"

Lin Anjing looked at him for a while and felt that he couldn't explain clearly, so he sighed and shook his head and said, "I don't have the relationship with him as you think."

"But the main system told me that my father likes Uncle Yan." The little fat boy looked at him incomprehensibly, in his cognition, liking means liking, there is nothing to say, and he can also tell that Uncle Yan is He likes his father, otherwise why would he give in to his father so much?

The little fat boy was completely brainwashed by Yan Hao, and he started to speak nice words to Yan Hao before it happened.

"He wasn't even angry when Dad lost his temper with Uncle Yan just now." He lowered his eyes and muttered, the little fat boy puffed up his face unhappily, "Daddy always bullies Uncle Yan."

Lin Anjing almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood from his throat.

He bullied that big bad wolf?

Stop joking, okay, (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!!!!

He really wanted to grab Yan Hao's collar and shake it vigorously, asking him what ecstasy soup he gave his precious son, and actually talking to him like this!

"When did I bully him!" He took a deep breath and warned himself not to anger Lin Mengmeng, he was still young and he didn't understand, he was just blinded by what his eyes saw.

The little fat boy stretched out his little hand and pressed down one finger at a time, and accused him in a childlike voice: "Today, Dad glared at Uncle Yan several times after eating, and he also stared at Uncle Yan when he just went out for a walk." Uncle was very angry, and when you were watching TV, you ignored Uncle Yan at all, he didn't bother with you, Dad didn't know how to be grateful. And just now..."

"Lin Mengmeng, whose son are you!" Lin Anjing yelled angrily when he could no longer listen.

Could he tell his precious son what happened in the bathroom?

Can you tell his precious son what that man did to him when he ran up to call him?

he can not……

He can't say it at all!

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!

Lin Anjing wanted to cry without tears, so he fell down on the bed and buried his face in the quilt, groaning and saying: "My son, your father and I are suffering!"

The little fat boy tilted his head, crawled out of the quilt and lay on his back, and asked him in a childish voice, "Dad, are you reciting lines?"

"..." Lin Anjing was speechless for a while, propped up his upper body on the bed with both hands and turned his head to look at him, "Son, daddy will give you a bath, let's sleep." What did he think of himself, and he didn't have the courage to tell his son the fact that he really fell in love with Yan Hao.

The little chubby boy was startled when he saw that he was about to cry or not, he raised his little hand and touched his cheek, leaned over and rubbed his tender cheek against him, "Dad, why do you look so sad?"

Lin Anjing was stunned for a moment, turned over and hugged him in his arms, muttering, "I find it tiring to like someone alone."

"Dad, are you saying that you like Uncle Yan? I know, I can feel that you like him." The little fat boy was very confused, what happened to Dad?

"Yes, yes, you know, then tell me what he thinks?" Lin Anjing looked at him with a wry smile, and when he saw that he was about to speak, he stopped him and said, "Don't say you think Yan Hao also likes it." I, I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe me?" This question was not asked by the little fat boy, but by Yan Hao who stood by the door and listened to the corner of the father and son for a long time.

Lin Anjing didn't turn his head to look at him, but just froze his body and pursed his lips, then murmured in a low voice, "Because you are Yan Hao."