The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Only the young Taoist was left standing in the middle of the street, his handsome and tough face was somewhat embarrassed.His hair crown was pulled crooked by Lin Jin, and five finger prints were soaked from Lin Jin's hands on his shoulders, and he looked extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Ding Baocheng glanced at him before entering the door, with three halos on his head, Jindan Qi.

He intended to learn about the cultivation situation in this continent, so he paused and turned around and said, "Ding Baocheng, dare to ask the elder's name?"

Lin Jin stood aside, with one hand on his waist and the other fiddling with his hair, muttering, "Boss Ding, why are you talking to him?"

Ding Baocheng raised his hand to signal Lin Jin to restrain himself.

The young Taoist's lips moved, as if holding back something, he frowned and glanced at Lin Jin who was not looking at him, and said, "Poverty Taoist, Wang Xiuming."

"Okay, I'll remember. Goodbye, Daoist Wang." Ding Baocheng nodded at him, turned around and followed the impatient Lin Jin upstairs.

"Ah Jinse, isn't this the young master who came at noon?" Some bustling brothers saw Ding Baocheng come over and ask.

Lin Jin raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? You little guys still want to steal my guest?"

Those teenagers hurriedly dispersed after hearing the words: "Ah Jinse is really old and strong, isn't that Daoist last night not enough for you to play with? Do you still have the strength to play with this young man today?"

Ding Baocheng: "..."

"Fuck off, be careful who is talking nonsense, I'll let Lord Xuan put you in the barracks." Lin Jin got annoyed when he heard the Taoist surnamed Wang, and waved his hands and dragged Ding Baocheng away.

Ding Baocheng felt that Lin Jin and Wang Xiuming might have some grievances, but these numerology matters involved heavenly secrets. If he intervened too much, it might affect the normal operation of Tiangang and damage his own practice.

So Ding Baocheng didn't ask too much about the matter between Wang Xiuming and Lin Jin.

Ding Baocheng and Lin Jin went to the original private room. He felt a little bored thinking about Kong Mingfan and Su Jing, so he closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath.

"Boss Ding, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask the kitchen staff to make it for you." Lin Jin took a shower and entered the room wearing only a thin shirt. He was cool and handsome without any makeup on, and he was more charming than usual. more likable.

Ding Baocheng strongly suspected that he didn't want to pick up customers, so he deliberately put on pretense to make people sick...

"Simple ones that you can eat, I don't pick."

"Can Boss Ding eat spicy food?" Lin Jin turned his head and raised his brows when he heard the words, his amorous eyes were particularly alluring under the lamp.

Ding Baocheng was stunned and nodded: "Mmm..." In fact, he didn't eat bigu at all before, and the food he ate at Kong Mingfan's house was light and plain, and he had long forgotten what spicy taste was.

Lin Jin rang the bell, and a young boy with red lips and white teeth ran in from the door: "Ah, what do you want?"

"Qixian, ask the kitchen staff to bring you two hot dishes and a pot of wine. Spicy diced chicken, one point of fried fish head, and two taels of perverted spicy chicken feet. Remember, it must be spicy." Lin Jin instructed to finish the soaking A pot of tea was placed on the table and poured a cup for Ding Baocheng: "Boss Ding is laughing, I just like this one, I like it, I don't like anything spicy. What's the matter with you coming to me?"

Ding Baocheng was still relishing his dishes, swallowed and said, "I have nowhere to go, so I came here to seek refuge."

Lin Jin pretended to be angry: "Hey, our Zuiyan Tower is not an inn, and I am not a high-ranking official. You came to join me? I'm afraid you have lost your status."

Ding Baocheng knew that he was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and he had to act as if he had a heart of tofu, who dared to kill your whole family at close range.

Lin Jin felt that he couldn't continue acting after seeing through him, "It's agreed, the money for your stay here will be deducted from the Lengxiang pills you sell."

Ding Baocheng: "It's up to you to listen."

Lin Jin looked into his eyes: "Crying? Did Boss Ding get dumped? Who is so short-sighted that he doesn't even want a handsome man like you?"

Ding Baocheng was stunned for a moment, he helped the mask to avoid the weight and said lightly: "You can't see what I look like, how do you know that I have beauty?"

Lin Jin smiled and said, "Based on my feeling, I feel very accurate. Can I play chess?"

"Know some Go." Ding Baocheng glanced at the chess table next to him.

Lin Jin stretched his waist, staggered his fingers to loosen his muscles and bones: "That's a good thing, I haven't found someone with leisure and leisure in a long time who is willing to accompany me to kill a few games."

Ding Baocheng played 5 games against Lin Jin, knelt for 5 games, and finally lost his temper. I didn't expect this seemingly unreliable man to play chess like a different person. He was focused, calm and decisive. .

"Hahahaha, Boss Ding, you lost again. Come on, come on again." Lin Jin seemed to be playing chess very happily, and put away the serious expression on his face as soon as the chess game was over, and was busy taking the chess while laughing and talking to Ding Baocheng. The sixth set is the journey of dog abuse.

Ding Baocheng had a bitter face. He felt that he had lost his temper after being killed. He was in a bad mood and was abused by Lin Jin like this. He is really the most manly person I have ever seen, unlike some customers who can’t afford to lose and don’t want to play anymore, he is not a man at all, and his heart is more fragile than my brother’s.”

"..." Ding Baocheng bit the bullet and planned to continue.

"Ah, your food and drinks are here." Qixian's voice came from outside the door.

Ding Baocheng stood up as if he had been pardoned: "It's time to eat."

Lin Jin glanced at him, and opened the door to bring in the food with a half-smile and a deep regret.

Ding Baocheng felt his taste buds twitch when he smelled the spiciness, and his mouth was almost full of saliva.

Lin Jin picked up the chopsticks and took a mouthful of fish with red chili in his mouth, enjoying it: "It's delicious, eat it, what are you doing in a daze? Wait for me to feed you?"

As he spoke, he was about to feed Ding Baocheng into his mouth.

"No, no, I'll do it myself." Ding Baocheng hurriedly picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of diced chicken into his mouth. He squinted his eyes because of the heat, but soon he got used to the heat, and even felt that the true energy in his body was still there. boiling.

Ding Baoxiang has opened up a new world, and he is enjoying himself.

Lin Jin felt as if he had found a confidant, he kept stuffing slices of meat into his mouth, and poured another large glass of wine for Ding Baocheng, "Come and drink."

Ding Bao didn't want to drink at first, but he couldn't hold back Lin Jin's persuasion, so he picked it up and took a sip.

After this drinking, they couldn't stop, the two of them ate so painfully that the jugs fell one by one.

In the end, the two of them took off their underwear for some reason because it was too hot. Lin Jin leaned on Ding Baocheng's lap with his clothes half uncovered, and began to count the wonderful guests he had accompanied.

Ding Baocheng couldn't help but said: "You said that there is a person who is willing to treat you well, and that you want to be with you for the rest of your life. Why...you can kiss another person when you turn around?"

"Either it's not enough love, or it's just a born scumbag, yes... scumbag!" Lin Jin raised his arms around Ding Baocheng's neck and smiled drunkenly: "Some people are perverts, I remember...for more than ten years Let's go ahead... At that time, my family had just been ransacked and beheaded, and one of my elder brothers was used as a military prostitute because he was a bit handsome, and then..."

Ding Baocheng was stunned, and he did some calculations. Lin Jinqian's life was indeed either rich or expensive, and he might even be a relative of the emperor. How did he survive the feeling of falling from the clouds?

"Later, I endured for two years, thanks to my good life... Hehe, my life is good. I was taken by a military master with some real power. He brought me back after a victorious battle. It's a pity that the military master's life was short, and he went to the battlefield... ...dead." Lin Jin sniffed, his eyes were a little red.

Ding Baocheng lowered his eyes: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"I feel uncomfortable when I'm pressed down, and there's no one to talk about. Somehow... I feel kind to Boss Ding when I see him." I'm not pleasing to the eye, the military master sold me here before the funeral. I didn't even take a last look at his coffin..."

Ding Baocheng sighed: "He definitely doesn't want you to see him in a mess."

Lin Jin smiled tearfully, sat up and hugged the wine jar, looked up and took a sip of wine: "Later, when I was red and hot-tempered, I was almost disabled by playing with me once, but my physical injuries can heal, and my heart It was all over. Later...about eight years ago, I met a scholar who was going to the imperial capital to catch up with the exam. He said he would come back and take me away, so I believed it and gave him all the savings I had accumulated for many years. It turned out that he did come back after three years, but he brought back the elder brother of the official family. How can you tell me why... Hahaha, I never believe in love in this world... Hiccup, don't believe me."

Ding Baocheng felt a little uncomfortable in silence, "I don't believe it either."

"That's why I said that as long as I'm happy, it's over. Why not for a lifetime, what do you think?" Lin Jin raised his hand and took off his mask, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and said, "It's more beautiful than I thought, to put it bluntly As I said, if you don't come with your beauty, we will all be blind in Zuiyanlou..."

Ding Baocheng was also drunk and felt a severe headache. Seeing Lin Jin's voice became softer and softer, and finally his fleshy red lips were pressed against him, his brain suddenly became hot.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in his nostrils, he raised his arms around Lin Jin's waist in a daze, this person was soft and charming, completely different from Kong Mingfan's coldness and sternness.

Ding Baocheng frowned, pressed Lin Jin down and kissed his soft lips, feeling endlessly troubled:

——Don't think about Kong Mingfan, forget about him.Why can't he kiss others when he can kiss others?Do not miss him.

Ding Baocheng kissed the person under him, and his blood rushed.Although he is pure-hearted and ascetic, he considers himself a lover of female priests, and never thought of being with a man.

Therefore, compared to Kong Mingfan, Lin Jin was obviously more in line with his own wishes, but why did he feel resistance?

Before he could continue to think, he heard the door being pushed open suddenly. Ding Baocheng looked up at Lin Jin and himself who were in a mess under him, and pulled the hair on his forehead vigorously before realizing what he had done in his brain.

"Brother Ding, is the brothel tavern fun?" Kong Mingfan's cold voice became more and more chilling as he approached.

Ding Baocheng was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank for a while before he felt a chill behind his back, and when he turned his face, he saw Kong Mingfan's gloomy face close in front of him.

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