Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

Lin Feiyu carefully pushed the anti-theft door open a crack, the living room was not turned on, and it was pitch black, and he could only vaguely see a person lying on the sofa, breathing long and calmly.

"Meow~" Xiao Hei opened his eyes in a daze, and called softly to the person outside the door.

Lin Feiyu hurriedly let out a low "hush", Xiao Hei blinked his eyes, obediently stopped barking, and lay down in the cat's nest to look at him.

Lin Feiyu gently put down his luggage, tiptoed to the side of the sofa, and looked down at the people on the sofa.

The elder brother is curled up on the sofa, his figure looks a little thin, he seems very tired, his slender eyelashes hang down densely, leaving two small fan-like shadows on his pale cheeks, his pale lips are slightly opened, exhaling lightly heat.

Looking at that tired and delicate face, Lin Feiyu felt distressed and aggrieved. His brother would rather move hard than run away from him... He pursed his lips unwillingly, and then noticed the suit on Song Ran's body coat.

It was a gray suit jacket, brand new and crisp, the style is MH's spring and summer classic style, the size is about 1.8 meters five.

Lin Feiyu blinked, and couldn't help but feel a little happy. These are the new clothes my brother bought for me?My brother always said that he looks good in the brand of MH, and he often buys this brand, but his brother is careless and careless, and rarely goes shopping with him to buy clothes. Why did he suddenly think of buying new clothes for himself now?

Could it be that my brother felt very guilty for abandoning himself, so he bought himself a gift?

Thinking of this, Lin Feiyu felt his chest sore and swollen, and it was a little soft. This suit was like the warm sun, easily dispelling the dark clouds in his heart. He gently covered the cashmere blanket he brought with him. Song Ran, and then carefully put on the suit jacket.

Well, the shoulders and waist are a little tight. I have grown taller and stronger this year. My brother still bought it according to his body shape, but he can still wear it. It is a little tighter to show his figure. He likes it very much.

Lin Feiyu thought of something again, and looked around the room carefully. The room had obviously been tidied up. My brother probably went to bed right after cleaning. He probably hadn't eaten yet. Lin Feiyu pursed his lips lightly, feeling a little distressed, and got up to leave into the kitchen.

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Hmm...it smells so good, what is it?

Song Ran sniffed and slowly opened his eyes. While sniffing the extremely alluring fragrance, he rubbed his messy hair and got up in a daze.

A clear and pleasant voice came from the kitchen: "Brother, are you awake? I was afraid that the cooking would disturb you, so I made a stewed mushroom and minced chicken soup. It is a fresh hen, which is especially good for the stomach."

Little brat?Song Ran stopped scratching her hair, and then couldn't help but smile wryly, the kid really followed.

"Brother, I'm ready to drink soup." Lin Feiyu said, and walked out with a casserole in his hand. He looked very outstanding, and his figure was slender and straight. At this moment, he was wearing a gray slim suit jacket, which made him look even more handsome. Handsome, but such a handsome young man is holding a small round casserole in his hand, which looks a little funny and inexplicably cute.

Song Ran blinked dully, wait, isn't that his coat?How did the little bunny put it on?

Lin Feiyu followed Song Ran's gaze, looked down at the suit on his body, and was a little embarrassed: "It's rare for my brother to buy me a new suit. I don't want to take it off when I put it on. I was very careful when I was cooking the soup just now. I put it on. Clean apron, not stained at all."

He paused, then whispered: "Brother, you are so kind to me."

"Hehe." Song Ran twitched the corner of his mouth weakly, and changed the subject, "What are you doing here?"

Lin Feiyu served Song Ran a bowl of minced chicken soup, and said softly, "My brother doesn't know how to cook, and he didn't bring a blanket or coat. I was worried that my brother would be hungry or cold, so I came over to have a look."

"I'm such a big man..." Before Song Ran finished speaking, a loud "Gulu~" came from his stomach, as if he was deliberately hitting him in the face.

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, as if holding back a smile.

Song Ran was silent for a while, and directly gave up face, took the bowl of minced chicken soup, and drank it in small sips. The minced chicken soup tasted very delicious, thick, hot, and there were cut into small pieces Fresh and tender mushrooms, ironed and warm.

Lin Feiyu looked down at him drinking the soup, then looked up at the wall clock: "Brother, it's already nine o'clock, did you just fall asleep on the sofa after cleaning the house in the afternoon? If I don't come, you So hungry tonight?"

Song Ran sipped his soup without saying a word. Ever since he lived with the little brat for a while, he felt that his self-care ability had regressed to that of a primary school student, but he would never admit it.

Lin Feiyu stared at him deeply, and said softly: "Brother, I have thought about it seriously. I was too anxious about that matter. It is normal for you to not be able to accept it for a while. But I am really worried about you being outside alone, brother. Just let me take good care of you, okay? As for that matter, I can wait until the day when my brother is willing to give it to me. "

Song Ran put down the empty bowl and rubbed her hair irritably: "Xiao Yu, you don't understand... I don't think I can do what you said, I really can't do it."

No matter how much Lin Feiyu desires, no matter how much he wants, he feels that he can't do it. The little bastard and the love object are just like Xiao Hei and edible meat. They seem to be the same species, but their nature is completely different.

Lin Feiyu was taken aback for a moment, and then whispered: "Brother, you mean... that? Don't worry, brother, I have learned it before."

Song Ran was a little dazed: "Have you studied? What have you studied?"

Lin Feiyu seemed a little embarrassed, his young and handsome face was flushed pink, he hesitated for a while, and buried his face into Song Ran's shoulder, then said sullenly: "That's it. Brother still remembers my birthday Is it? I have been practicing tying cherry stems with my tongue for almost a month, and I have been practicing since then, besides tying cherry stems, I have also learned other... those things. "

Wait, knotting a cherry stem?Song Ran gradually recalled the feeling at that time, and couldn't help muttering: "Fuck, I just said how it happened."

No wonder kissing is so sensational, as if the back is electrified, so the other party has been prepared for a long time... The little bastard is such a top student, he has devoted himself to learning kissing for a month, so it's strange that he doesn't feel it!

"Does brother like it?" Lin Feiyu blushed.

Song Ran rubbed his temples, smiled wryly and said, "Xiao Yu, you don't understand, it's not a question of whether you like it or not, but that you don't need to do it at all."

"Why is it unnecessary? I will serve my brother in the future. Practicing knotting cherry stems can make the tongue more flexible. Besides kissing, you can also..." At this point, Lin Feiyu glanced at Song Ran's stiff expression, and did not continue go on.

After all, my brother will probably be very shy when he hears this kind of thing, but I have thought about it carefully. I may be a little exaggerated on my side. My brother has no experience, so I must be very careful. No matter how shy or unwilling my brother is, I have to coax him gently. Look after my brother, carefully help my brother to make all the preparations, so that my brother can comfortably become his own person.

Lin Feiyu pondered over those things, slowly lay on Song Ran's lap, and muttered in a low voice: "I've been really studying hard, and I will give my brother the best and most comfortable experience."

Listening to his blunt words, Song Ran didn't know what to say. What Lin Feiyu meant was that if he couldn't do it, he would be willing to...serve him like that?Even studied for a long time?

He tried to imagine that scene, but Lin Feiyu looked at himself with those wet amber eyes after drinking the sweet milk, and then licked the milk froth on his lips, with an innocent look look...

stop, stop!Song Ran felt overwhelmed with guilt, no way, no way.

Although it is hard to imagine the scene, Song Ran was moved by the other party's active and almost humble attitude. Many inexperienced Xiaoling are more reserved and shy, and need to be coaxed and held, but Lin Feiyu can do this The level, from washing and mopping the floor to cooking and cooking soup, to being willing to serve myself so unilaterally, is almost humbled into the dust.

In the face of such pure, stubborn and humble feelings, my words of rejection are like fists hitting cotton, without any force.

Song Ran hesitated for a while, then slowly said: "Xiao Yu, you are only twenty years old, you may not understand many things, it may be just a momentary confusion. And I really can't give you the things you want now, you give Give me a moment, let me think about it."

This is the only way to go, both sides take a step back, if you don't chase Lin Feiyu away, Lin Feiyu don't push forward, wait until you find out the truth about the death of your parents, then seriously consider Lin Feiyu's request, and consider whether you can treat each other as a partner.

Lin Feiyu looked at Song Ran with bright eyes, and said obediently, "Yes."

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The days that followed were uneventful.

Lin Feiyu moved into the old house shamelessly, and Song Ran didn't drive him away again. The two returned to the previous way of getting along, and Lin Feiyu became much more honest. Except for occasionally secretly pecking and kissing Song Ran, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary matter.

Song Ran roughly found out the current situation of the Song family's old house through various methods. Song Qingshuang found a high-end private mansion service company. Di Services is currently hiring.

On this day, Song Ran changed into capable overalls and went to apply for the job.

The little supervisor looked at Song Ran's resume: "Well, your name is Ran Xiaosong, right?"

Song Ran nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."

"I read your resume. You have worked in some high-end shopping malls before? Now you want to apply for a central air-conditioning cleaner?"

"Yes, I have done cleaning and maintenance of central air conditioners for three years before, and I am very experienced in this area." Song Ran was well prepared and smiled.

He had already figured it out, the Song family's old house occupied a very large area, and the entire service team was divided into dozens of types of work, from cleaners, gardeners, exterminators to window cleaning spiders, there were dozens of people. .

The only people who can move around freely in the old house are the carpet cleaners and the central air-conditioner. The carpet cleaners have to drag a loud washing machine, while the air-conditioner cleaners are relatively free. Carrying a small tool box is simply the best choice for stealing things.

The little supervisor pondered: "Your work history is indeed good, but the main project of our team this month is to thoroughly clean the Song family mansion, and the requirements will be stricter than high-end shopping malls. You should know the Song family, that is the Song Group , the head of the Song family today is President Xiao Song, who has very strict requirements, so you have to be mentally prepared."

"Well, I understand, the customer is God, and I will definitely try my best to meet the customer's requirements." Song Ran smiled, thinking that his mother would criticize her. Song Qingshuang, that damn clean freak, hasn't changed at all for so many years, and he is especially capable of torturing people. .

The little supervisor sighed: "Don't think too simply, this Xiao Song is always more picky than ordinary customers, no, he needs four high-end nurses recently, and today he came here to pick them out in person."

Song Ran was slightly taken aback: "Nursing staff?"

Now there is only one Song Qingshuang left in the Song family, and the rest are all distant relatives who can't be reached. Song Qingshuang is not yet 30 years old, and she is at the age of being strong and strong. How could she hire a nursing staff? four?

The little manager said: "I don't know the details, Mr. Song is upstairs talking to the boss, you didn't see the dog-legged look of the boss just now... Hey, there is no way, big customers, Mr. Song came here in person this time When selecting people, I must attach great importance to these nurses, and money is not an issue."

Song Qingshuang personally came to pick out the nurses... Song Ran suddenly had a very strange idea. Could it be that Song Qingshuang wanted to move her vegetative body back to the Song family's old house?But Song Qingshuang must have taken over the master bedroom of the Patriarch of the Song family that he lived in. Where did he bring the vegetative back?

Wait, Song Qingshuang had to put on a show when his body was put in the hospital before, but now that he has put his body back, can it be placed next to the master bedroom, and if he is upset, he will go over and slap two big slaps, anyway, he is in a vegetable state There's no way to resist...it's not right, why did Song Qingshuang hire so many nurses?Watching him abuse the vegetative big brother?