"Nothing?" Feng Juan was puzzled, "Why is your mouth red when you don't have anything?"

"... Isn't the mouth just red?" Lin Luo argued softly.

"He just ate spicy strips, spicy." Jing Yu interjected.

Feng Juan took a look at Lin Luo: "How grown up, what kind of spicy strips are you eating? It's unhealthy. Eat less junk food."

Lin Luo and Jing Yu secretly looked at each other, seeing Jing Yu's serious expression, he wanted to laugh a little.

I didn't expect Jing Yu to tell such a clumsy lie.

"Why are you in a daze?" Feng Juan asked again.

"Oh, I got it." Lin Luo obediently listened to the training with his head bowed, "I won't eat it in the future, and I will only eat the dishes made by my mother. Nothing is as delicious as what my mother cooks."

Feng Juan couldn't help laughing: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth."

"But why did you come back so early today?" Lin Luo asked, "Didn't you always come back late in the past?"

"It's not for you."

"You don't eat or sleep when you paint and paint every day." Feng Juan said angrily, "If I don't come back to cook for you, you will be hungry until night again."

Hearing Feng Juan's words, Jing Yu glanced at Lin Luo.

Lin Luo immediately lowered his head to avoid his death gaze.

He murmured to himself: Nowadays, there are a few young people who eat on time and don’t stay up late. They play games, but I still work seriously.

After talking about Lin Luo, Feng Juan chatted with Jing Yu with a smile.

"It's been a long time since I saw Xiaojing, how are you doing?"

"It's pretty good," Jing Yu smiled slightly, "Auntie, how's your health? How's your leg? Is there any discomfort?"

"Health is good, legs are also good." Feng Juan smiled, "I won't chat with you for now, you and Nuonuo play for a while, I'll make dinner, don't rush to leave, stay for dinner."

"Thank you, Auntie." Jing Yu agreed.

Feng Juan told him to go, but he was still reluctant to leave.

It's so rare to see my little boyfriend once in so many days, and I haven't hugged him warmly yet, so how can I be willing to leave.

Watching Feng Juan walk out of Lin Luo's bedroom and go to the kitchen to cook.

Lin Luo hurriedly got up, ran up and locked the door to prevent Feng Juan from disturbing her again, then turned around and looked at Jing Yu with a suppressed smile.

Jing Yu sat on the edge of the bed and opened his arms to Lin Luo.

"Come on," he said.

Lin Luo trotted over, threw himself into Jing Yu's arms, and directly pushed him down on the bed.

He lifted Jing Yu's short hair in front of his forehead, leaned over and kissed the man's plump forehead.

Then kiss the tip of the nose and lips again.

"You lied to my mother just now. You are very skilled."

"Do you often lie like this?"

Jing Yu looked indulgently at the young man on his body, shook his head and said, "You don't need to hide the person you dated before."

"You're still the first."

It's not hard for Jing Yu to imagine what Feng Juan would think if she knew that she had cheated on her son.

The world's speculation about the relationship between the two of them is nothing more than that.

Jing Yu was actually not afraid of anything, he was just worried that Lin Luo was not ready to be honest with his mother.

"Grieved?" Lin Luo asked.

Jing Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lin Luo said: "My mother is older and may be more conservative, so..."

"I understand." Jing Yu stopped him.

Seeing that Jing Yu really didn't look unhappy, Lin Luo lowered his head and hugged the man, buried his face in his neck and let out a muffled laugh.

"When I finish painting this picture, I will accompany you more."

"Ah."

The two had been in the bedroom for a long time, and they didn't go out one after the other until Feng Juan called for dinner.

Feng Juan called Jing Yu to sit down, handed the chopsticks to his hand, and said with a smile: "It's rare to come here, eat more."

Lin Luo had to take the chopsticks by himself, and Feng Juan didn't hand them to him.

Lin Luo pouted: "It seems that Jing Yu is your real son."

"You're at your own home, won't you take it yourself?" Feng Juan said angrily, "I'm too lazy!"

Lin Luo sighed, picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat.

But I heard that Feng Juan started asking Jing Yu:

"Xiaojing, I heard from Nuonuo that he has someone he likes, do you know?"

Jing Yu immediately coughed and almost choked.

"Hey, slow down, slow down." Feng Juan poured him a glass of water, "Shun Shun."

Jing Yu took a sip of water, took a breath, and peeked at Lin Luo, but Lin Luo's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't know anything.

Jing Yu looked away, pretending to be puzzled: "What? Nuonuo already has someone he likes?"

"You still don't know?" Feng Juan obviously didn't realize Jing Yu's lie, "I thought Nuonuo would tell you."

"Mom," Lin Luo frowned, "Eat when you eat, don't talk about what you have or what you don't have."

It's a shame to let Jing Yu hear it...

"Why are there so many? Why are you shy, Xiaojing is well-informed and can definitely give you some advice."

Lin Luo didn't dare to look at Jing Yu, and kept his head on the table, wondering what his idea was, everyone has chased him, and he is sitting in front of you!

"That's right," Jing Yu said enthusiastically, looking at Lin Luo with a half-smile, "Why didn't Nuonuo tell me if there is someone he likes?"

"I'll help you as a staff officer."

"Who do you like, in your class?"

"No." Feng Juan said, "It's their teacher, in his twenties, a few years older than Nuonuo."

Jing Yu forcibly suppressed the corners of her raised lips: "Oh? Does Nuonuo like someone who is bigger than herself?"

It was almost at the scene of his death, Lin Luo wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in there.

He gave an ambiguous "um", and said to himself, don't you know it best?

"I don't know, but he told me so. I also analyzed it with him, Xiaojing, what do you think?"

In fact, Feng Juan didn't care how much older the woman was than Lin Luo, she was just worried that the other party didn't like Lin Luo, or that the two of them didn't get along well.

"Hmm..." Jing Yu seemed to be pondering, rubbing his chin and asked, "What about his personality, Nuonuo, when you two get along, do you feel that he likes you? Tell me about the details of the two of you getting along. I'm good at making up my mind."

Lin Luo: "..."

Feng Juan looked at Lin Luo encouragingly.

Feng Juan also worked very hard for her son's lifelong event.

Jing Yu also looked at Lin Luo with a narrow smile in his eyes.

Facing the eyes of the two, Lin Luo blushed unusually, put the bowl away, and said in embarrassment:

"If you ask again, I won't eat."

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Okay, okay, don't ask, if you don't want to say it, then don't ask." Jing Yu raised his hand and rubbed Lin Luo's hair, "Don't be angry, eat."

Lin Luo blushed and bowed his head to pick up the rice, and twisted Jing Yu with his left hand under the table, but the man held his hand instead.

Lin Luo wanted to draw it back, but failed.

Jing Yu smiled at Lin Luo, and secretly hooked the boy's palm.

The boy's ears turned red instantly.

Seeing such a scene, Feng Juan suddenly had some strange feelings in her heart.

Always feel that something is not right.

But she didn't expect the result, so she let go of the strangeness: "Okay, just don't ask."

"Young man, with such a thin skin, how can you catch up with a girl?"

After finishing this topic, Jing Yu praised Feng Juan for her good craftsmanship and coaxed Feng Juan to be happy, and this episode soon passed.

After dinner, Lin Luo wanted to paint.

But Feng Juan asked him to accompany Jing Yu again.

The two looked at each other, and Lin Luo couldn't bear to meet Jing and leave, so he finally pulled him to his room and said that the two of them talked and drew.

In fact, it was just Lin Luo's painting, Jing Yu was watching from the sidelines.

Lin Luo was very focused when he was painting, he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at all, and he couldn't hear others talking to him.

Although he was distracted by Jing Yu at first, he soon returned to his normal state.

Jing Yu has been very busy at work these years, and there are seldom times when she calms down and does nothing.

It was a rare experience for him to watch Lin Luo paint quietly like this.

Especially the painting process of Lin Luo, it is really enjoyable to watch, a complete visual feast.

Look at him using the paintbrush to fill in every detail in the picture like magic, even Feng Juan's hair and the wrinkles on her face are carefully painted.

Seeing the painting getting more and more exquisite, Jing Yu couldn't help sighing in his heart again, Nuonuo is really a genius.

He thought of the "Sea" in his collection room, was Lin Luo sketching it out bit by bit like this?

When she first learned that the painting was a fake, Jing Yu was a little angry.

He didn't expect that Lin Luo would lie to him and pass off a fake as the real one.

But he also remembered that Lin Luo was unwilling to sell the painting to him in a private transaction at first, because he didn't want to sell him fakes, so this kid still has a bit of conscience.

Later, Jing Yu felt that even though this painting was not drawn by Lin Luo himself, the content of the painting was exactly like the real Lin Luo, who was brought to life by a young man named Lin Nuo and drawn with a brush. .

Lin Luo lives in this painting.

"The Sea" is a real work that is not real.

Jing Yu began to feel that who painted "The Sea" was not that important anymore.

Lin Nuo had met Lin Luo, knew him, and had a lot of contact with him. It is entirely possible for him to describe Lin Luo he saw.

If so, he is not at a loss.

What's more... this is also painted by him Nuonuo.

It's not an outsider.

In the future, Nuonuo's paintings will surely sell for [-] million pieces.

The two of them just drew together and looked at each other, and it was late at night without knowing it.

Feng Juan came to remind them to go to bed, and Jing Yu realized that it was past eleven o'clock.

He wanted to go home, but Feng Juan stopped him, and said with a smile: "It's so late at night, you drive home now, it's early in the morning when you get home, why don't you just sleep here, treat it like your own home, don't see your auntie .”

Jing Yu looked at Lin Luo, Lin Luo was obviously looking forward to it.

Only then did Jing Yu smile slightly: "Okay, then I won't bother you."

"Why are you being polite?" Feng Juan smiled, "Auntie doesn't even know how to thank you for helping us."

In this way, Jing Yu stayed at Lin Luo's house. Since there were only two bedrooms, Jing Yu and Lin Luo slept at night.

This was the first time the two shared the same bed.

Lin Luo took a shower first, and sat on the bedside in soft pajamas, looking at her own painting, but her attention was always on the door.

He was still a little nervous.

Although he didn't plan to do anything tonight... Feng Juan was next door, so he didn't dare to be so bold.

But...you still have to have kisses, touches and hugs, right?

Lin Luo hugged the quilt and thought happily.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, footsteps came from the door of the bedroom, Lin Luo's ears moved, and when he turned his head, he saw Jing Yu pushing the door open in his pajamas.

Then Lin Luo was happy.

Jing Yu was tall, while Lin Luo was thinner. Although he gave Jing Yu his largest pajamas to wear, it was still tight.

The sleeves and trouser legs are a bit shorter, and the body is tighter. It looks cramped and a bit funny.

Seeing the forbearing smile on the young man's face, Jing Yu closed the bedroom door, locked it, walked to the bed, bent down and touched the young man's head.

"So funny? You can still laugh later."

Lin Luo immediately backed away with the quilt in his arms, and said righteously, "My mother is next door, so don't mess around."

"I don't mess around." Jing Yu unbuttoned his pajamas, "It's just that the pajamas are too tight and uncomfortable to wear."

"I think it's more comfortable to sleep naked."

Lin Luo: "..."

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I'm sorry...I've been procrastinating more and more, a lot of candies are coming, are you still satisfied with Mr. Jing who is flirting?

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