Accidentally turned the abuse line into a sweet pet line [Transmigration Book]

It was snowing outside.

Lin Zheng was sitting in the car with the windows rolled up, blocking the sight of passers-by outside.

The inside and outside of the car are completely two temperatures.

Lin Zheng buried his chin in the thick scarf, not only his face but also the back of his hands were hot.

In particular, the skin on the back of the right hand that is leaning toward the thumb looks like it has just escaped from hot water. A small piece of it is not only hot, but also exudes a disturbing itching.

Thinking of the situation in the restaurant just now, Lin Zheng buried his chin in the scarf even lower.

The face is also hotter.

Gu Lin turned his head, looked at Lin Zheng next to him, reached out and pressed down the red scarf covering Lin Zheng's side face, revealing the small part of clean and fair skin that was originally buried by the scarf.

Lin Zheng was taken aback like a frightened bird, subconsciously looked in Gu Lin's direction, and was taken aback again.

When I turned around, the tips of my ears were already extremely hot.

Seeing Lin Zheng's reaction, a corner of Gu Lin's heart seemed to be pecked lightly by a bird, or swept by soft cotton, which made him feel itchy in his heart, wanting to scratch but unable to. .

Gu Lin resisted the urge to tease Lin Zheng's soft-looking face with his fingers. He just straightened the scarf that was randomly wrapped around Lin Zheng's neck, tidied it up carefully, and then reluctantly took it back. hand.

Sensing Gu Lin's departure, Lin Zheng let out a soft breath.

It shouldn't be, it's not the first time he has had such contact with Gu Lin, why is his heart beating so fast this time.

The temperature in the car made Lin Zheng not sober.

"Ah sneeze!"

Lin Zheng covered his mouth and nose and sneezed.

"Ah sneeze!"

With the first one, the subsequent sneezes came one after another like a queue.

After a long series of sneezes, Lin Zheng spoke with a nasal voice. He rubbed the tip of his red nose, "It's over, I seem to be catching a cold."

Facts have proved that when time is most pressing, the less you want, the easier it is to have something.

Lin Zhengben only had four days left, and his plan was to use all his energy to finish the painting within four days, but he didn't expect that before he started to prepare the painting tools, his energy would be exhausted first. Hollowed out by the cold.

Lin Zheng was half lying on the bed, and took the ginger soup that Assistant Shen handed him.

Assistant Shen said: "Ginger soup can drive away the cold, you can drink it appropriately."

Lin Zheng nodded with paper stuffed in both noses, and the heat of the ginger soup spread to his palm through the ceramic cup.

Assistant Shen looked at the time.

Today Gu Lin had a meeting and couldn't leave. Lin Zheng originally said that he was fine at home alone, but Lin Zheng had a fever shortly after returning home. Gu Lin was worried about letting him stay alone, so he simply asked Assistant Shen to stay. take care of.

Lin Zheng saw that Assistant Shen was checking the time, and knew that Assistant Shen might have other things to do later. Now that his fever has subsided, he just doesn't have much strength, but even if he is alone, there will be no problem.

"Assistant Shen, I feel much better. If you have something to do, you can leave first. You don't have to stay here with me." Lin Zheng said.

"How about that, I promised Mr. Gu to stay until he comes back."

Lin Zheng smiled and said: "It's really fine, it's not serious, and I'm not that weak, so you can go get busy first."

"But……"

Lin Zheng was the first to say: "Don't be too bad, go, ah."

It's already off-duty time, and even if he's not going home from get off work, Assistant Shen still has other things to do, so there's really no need to waste time here with him.

Assistant Shen sighed, and said, "Okay, Mr. Gu should be back soon, so I'll be leaving first. If you need anything or have any questions, please call me anytime."

Lin Zheng nodded obediently and said, "Okay."

Lin Zheng watched Assistant Shen walk out of the room, and then heard the sound of the door closing downstairs.

He relaxed his shoulders and leaned on the bed relaxedly. Thinking that the ginger soup in his hand was from Assistant Shen, he picked it up and brought it to his mouth, but before the tip of his tongue could taste the taste, his nose smelled a strong and pungent scent first. of ginger.

Lin Zheng moved the cup away in pain.

No, I can't drink it.

This stuff smells so bad.

This thing is usually put in vegetables, maybe because of the small amount, it doesn't smell too bad, but now it is used as the main ingredient and boiled into soup. The taste is really unbearable for ordinary people.

Lin Zheng was about to put the cup on the bedside table when he heard the sound of the door being opened downstairs again.

Gu Lin must be back.

Not surprisingly, within 2 minutes, Lin Zheng met the person who walked into his room.

Gu Lin had already taken off his coat, but when he got closer, he could still smell the cold air he brought back from outside.

Gu Lin walked to the side of the bed and sat down, concerned: "Is it better?"

"It's much better." Lin Zheng's voice sounded a little nasal.

Gu Lin noticed the ginger soup in Lin Zheng's hand, and saw that the ginger soup in the cup seemed to be almost gone, and said, "Assistant Shen cooked it for you? Why don't you drink it?"

Lin Zheng frowned, and said honestly: "It doesn't smell good, and it probably tastes bad too."

Just now when Assistant Shen was around, he didn't feel ashamed to say it, he was afraid of hurting Assistant Shen's heart, but now that Assistant Shen isn't here, he can say it.

Lin Zheng wanted to say something, but Gu Lin took the cup in his hand.

Lin Zheng: "Huh? What are you doing?"

Is Gu Lin going to help him take it away?

This is not acceptable, and it would be a pity to throw it away. Although it doesn't smell good, you can still hold back the drink by pinching your nose and trying hard.

Lin Zheng wanted to take it back, but Gu Lin picked up the cup to his lips, took a sip, and said, "Well, it's really not good."

Lin Zheng's hand stayed in mid-air.

Gu Lin stood up and said to him, "Wait for a few minutes."

Then, Lin Zheng watched Gu Lin go out.

After about five or six minutes, Gu Lin came back, and the ginger soup in his hand, which had become cold, was steaming now.

Gu Lin sat back on the bed again, handed him the cup, and said in a warm voice, "Try it? It's even better this time."

The taste of the ginger soup after adding it becomes more intense, but there is also a little sweetness in it.

Lin Zheng took it suspiciously, and hesitated for a few seconds when he brought it to his mouth.

But looking at Gu Lin's encouraging eyes, he finally pumped up his energy, lifted the cup and poured a big gulp into his mouth.

Different from the pungent smell, the hot soup in the mouth is a little spicy at the beginning, but after flowing into the throat, the spicy feeling does not stay in the mouth continuously, on the contrary, what remains in the mouth is a sweet The sweet taste, a bit like caramel, completely dilutes the initial unpleasant taste, and then lingers in the mouth, giving people an aftertaste.

It's not like taking medicine, it's more like drinking a drink.

Lin Zheng's expression changed from initial resistance to surprise.

Gu Lin watched Lin Zheng's expression change, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Lin Zheng looked at the person sitting by the bed and praised, "It's delicious!"

Gu Lin smiled: "Well, then drink it up."

With a few mouthfuls, Lin Zheng got rid of the ginger soup that he had resisted so much.

After drinking, in order to really drink without a drop left, I turned the cup upside down and shook it, and there was no drop in the cup.

Gu Lin reached out and touched his head, "Very powerful."

Lin Zheng patted his chest with the other hand, proudly said: "That's right, don't look at who I am."

Lin Zheng's jacket is a buttoned V-neck pajamas. When he withdrew his palm, his fingers hung on the neckline of the jacket, and he accidentally pulled the skirt of one side of the jacket slightly to the side, exposing the top of his chest and collarbone unintentionally. A small patch of white skin underneath.

Lin Zheng's skin was fair, and his body was conspicuously white because he didn't get much exposure to the sun all year round. Gu Lin's eyes were quickly caught.

Lin Zheng seemed to be unaware of his current appearance, and still looked proud.

The line of Lin Zheng's collarbone is smooth and flat, and with the movement of his arm, the depression on it becomes deeper and shallower from time to time.

Gu Lin's eyes darkened a little.

Now defenseless Lin Zheng looks like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Gu Lin took a deep breath.

But he couldn't indulge himself at will.

He forced his gaze away from Lin Zheng.

"Okay, go to bed after drinking, I will call you when dinner is ready." Gu Lin said.

Lin Zheng just asked Gu Lin a question, but Gu Lin not only didn't answer, but actually changed the topic.

Thinking that Gu Lin didn't want to answer his question on purpose, Lin Zheng could only say in frustration, "Oh."

Gu Lin got up to leave, but when he turned around, he saw the person sitting on the bed with his head bowed, and stopped again.

Lin Zheng looked up at Gu Lin, propped his chin with one hand, and seemed a little angry: "Go, don't you want to cook?"

After speaking, he looked casually towards the window.

Gu Lin sighed softly, turned around, stretched out his hand and pulled back Lin Zheng's collar, which had slumped to his shoulders, "You were specially sent by the heavens to torture me."

The author has something to say: Today is Mr. Gu who endured not eating rabbit meat and finally had to succumb to the rule of the leader of the rabbit clan.

Mr. Gu: "So when can I eat?"