Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

"Huh?" The sheep were drinking milk, and stopped when they heard Murong Feng's question, and blinked, "What did I do when I was drunk, and I don't remember much after I wake up, but I called you and what happened to us afterwards. I remember, what happened?"

"Then you—" Aren't you angry?

At this time, because Lin's sheep had to work, they drank more milk, leaving a white mark on their upper lip, "I don't know, but I just do it, I don't usually like it, maybe I drink too much to be more passionate." ?”

Depend on!So natural!

Murong Feng turned his face speechlessly.

Sure enough, this sheep has the nerves of an animal like an elephant...

"But now that I think about it, I still don't like it." Lin Hanzhi replied after thinking carefully. Not only did he not like doing that to Murong Feng, even Murong Feng felt a little awkward towards him.

"Hey, Ah Feng, what are you doing when you eat and turn your face away?"

"..."

Why are you upset again?Lin Hanzhi thought admiringly, he thought he could smooth Young Master Murong's hair well, but why did he turn his face away in anger when he talked well.

Actually, Young Master Murong was just depressed.

He has been entangled in his mind for two days, but it turns out that there is nothing wrong with the other party.

Later, Lin Hanzhi used a bowl of Lin's croquettes to coax Elder Murong, who had half-eaten his breakfast, well. Seeing Elder Murong's expression gradually softened as the croquettes decreased, he felt a great sigh in his heart.

If you want to coax his heart, you must first coax his stomach...

Murong Feng never thought that the time spent at home with nothing to do would pass so quickly. Lin Hanzhi urged him to go home because he was afraid that it would be too late and it would be unsafe to leave. Only then did he realize that it was already dark outside.

Didn't even notice!

Before leaving, he helped Lin Hanzhi check the water, electricity and gas, and hung up all the lanterns before going out.

In fact, the young master's inspection is just an inspection. If there is a problem, he will not be able to fix it. It's just that he wants to, and Lin Hanzhi doesn't pick anything, as long as he has a heart.

He has lived alone for so many years, and he will never become an idiot after being with Murong Feng for a few months, so he can do this kind of thing very easily.

Lin Hanzhi sent him out with a smile on his face, and stood in front of the door and returned the scarf to him.

He didn't say goodbye either, that was too unfamiliar.

It can't be said to come back early, the Spring Festival is a holiday with family, he has no family, he can't make people with family worry about him.

Close the door and he is alone.

There is still a elbow stewed in the kitchen. Although it is not yet cooked, the strong aroma has filled all the air in the house.

So Lin Hanzhi didn't bother to feel sad, and just smiled.

It's better now than it was years ago, he doesn't have a family, but he still has a family.

A long time ago, he lived in an eight-person dormitory for 80 yuan a month.

During the Chinese New Year, everyone who worked together went home, and he was the only one who lived in a dark, cold room lit by an [-]-watt light bulb.

The dormitory is not allowed to open a party, so there is nothing to eat.

But he still bought quick-frozen dumplings and cooked them in an electric heating cup.

He likes to eat meat, so he bought mutton, carrots and three delicacies, but the wattage of the electric heating cup is too low and the capacity is limited, so when it is cooked, it turns into slices of soup.

Lin Hanzhi was easy going, eating soup and meat as a hot pot with two bottles of beer.

In my memory, the room was warmed by an electric heating cup, so it was pretty good.

He was with himself, but such a festival had to be spent alone, and he had to be sent out with a smile.

Murong Feng was sitting in the car, looking up at the upstairs window.

On the balcony were the red lanterns that he had hung with his own hands just now, shining festively.

Many residents of this building have hung them, and some have hung colored lights.

But at this time, there was only one person in the room, so Lin Hanzhi was the only one there?

That wasn't a man he needed to worry about.

Before I met him, I was able to take good care of myself.

Before he went out, he had already steamed a pot of white and fat steamed buns, croquettes, stewed beef and elbows in the pot, and packed the fish for tomorrow.

Everything is clean, and the bed sheets and curtains have been replaced with new ones.

The blessing characters and the couplets were not pasted up, they had to be pasted on New Year's Eve, so Lin Hanzhi had to do it himself.

That was never a man to worry about.

But no one other than him has ever cared about him like this.

His first love was with Luo Shi.

He was as happy and addicted as taking drugs. When he cared so much about Yiluo, he would pave the way for him if he wanted to be a star, and he would not be willing to hurt him if he didn't want him.

But even so, Luo Shi didn't give him such a feeling.

He was holding the steering wheel with his hand, and his foot was on the gas pedal, but he couldn't turn his eyes away from the window.

Lin Hanzhi was like lights shining through the windows of every house at night.

The warm tone made his heart move, and then he couldn't put it down.

"Lin Hanzhi."

"Huh? Ah Feng? Did you forget something!" Lin Hanzhi was puzzled, why did he call right after he left the house.

"Lin Hanzhi,"

"What's the matter? Ah Feng?" The heavy bite sound seemed to be ruthless, and Murong Feng rarely called him by his first and last name except when he was angry, but his tone didn't seem angry...

"Aren't you, you won't leave." The gentle voice came from the phone, and Murong Feng subconsciously pressed the phone to his ear.

"I'm right here!" Lin Hanzhi said with a soft smile, "Where can I go?"

"Aren't you, won't leave, my side."

Murong Feng grabbed the phone, what should he do?Before I left, I started to miss it.

I don't want him to celebrate the festival alone, and I don't want him to be alone.