The milk dog attacks him with the fragrance of tea

Lin Cheng had the feeling that he was dreaming. Whether it was the real estate title certificate or Brother Che in front of him, it became a little unreal.

Only Brother Che's words kept replaying in his mind, and the sound was deafening.

"This is my reward for you, do you like it?"

Yin Che looked at Lin Cheng expectantly, so he should feel at ease, he belongs to this family, owns this family, is the master of this place, no one has the right to drive him away.

But he waited for a long time, Lin Cheng still looked blank, the pen was about to fall from his hand.

He lifted the quilt and put his legs down, facing Lin Cheng, "Xiao Cheng, don't you like it? If you don't like this house, then you pick a place and I'll buy it for you."

That's how domineering the president is.

But in his heart, he hoped that Lin Cheng would accept the house, although he couldn't say why.

Lin Cheng finally came to his senses, "No, I don't dislike it, but this reward is too expensive, I can't accept it."

He obediently put the pen back in a panic, his eyes were filled with tears, he was moved, excited and delighted, but the house was really too precious.

Wiping the tears off his face, "Brother Che, you are too kind to me, I..."

He was a little anxious, Brother Che was so kind to him, he didn't know what else he could do for Brother Che.

Yin Che looked at his bewildered foolishness, knew that he didn't like this house, and felt a little sweet in his heart, and asked with a smile, "How precious, is it more valuable than me?"

"Of course not! Brother Che is the most valuable in the world!" Lin Cheng's words cannot be refuted by anyone, not even Yin Che himself.

Tears fell on the document because of his excitement.

Yin Che rubbed his head, "Rewards are things like rewards. You have to accept whatever the other party rewards you. If you dare to refuse, there will be no rewards in the future."

After he finished speaking, he got off the bed and went to get the red mud for fingerprinting. His two slender and straight legs were exposed to the air carelessly. As he walked, the hem of the clothes supported by his hips twisted back and forth.

Lin Cheng's gaze followed him, but this time he was not taken away by the beauty.

Speaking of this, he couldn't refuse Brother Che's kindness, and solemnly signed his name. Seeing the two names next to each other, he stroked them gently, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

He made up his mind in his heart that he must earn a lot of money in the future, and Brother Che would buy him whatever he wanted, and if he didn't, he would buy it for him too.

When Yin Che came back and saw him sign, he smiled knowingly and handed over the red clay.

Lin Cheng pressed his handprint hard, and next to his handprint was Yin Che's handprint, like two heads leaning together, cuddling tightly.

"Thank you, Brother Che." Lin Cheng still couldn't hold back his tears.

"If you want to thank me, go cook. I'm so hungry, but—" Yin Che raised his hand to wipe the tears from Lin Cheng's face, "You can't secretly add seasonings to me."

Lin Cheng shyly pursed his lips and smiled, "No, I'll cook."

The rare thing is that he left in a shameful way, but just as he reached the door, he turned around and ran back.

Yin Che was putting things in the cabinet, when he heard the voice he raised his head, Lin Cheng pinched his chin and gently pulled him in front of him.

Without giving Yin Che a chance to speak, a passionate kiss fell, and his lips and tongue were lingeringly entangled with him.

After Yin Che was kissed for a while, he began to lose his balance and fell onto the table. Lin Cheng took a step forward, put his arms around his waist, and easily carried him onto the table.

He ran his hands into the T-shirt, and pressed upwards along the obvious joints of the spine. Every time he pressed, Yin Che involuntarily leaned his body closer to Lin Cheng's arms.

But rationality told him to stay away. Amidst the conflict, the hand on the table slowly curled up, leaving scratches on the table with his fingertips.

With the other hand, he was holding Lin Cheng's clothes that were close to his waistline. The hem of the clothes in his hand turned into a ball from the first corner as he loosened his grip, revealing his strong and sexy abdominal muscles.

His own clothes also ran up, his fair skin, the outline of his ribs could be vaguely seen, it was so fragile.

And the thin arms propped on the table trembled almost unbearably.

It looked very pitiful.

In the end, Lin Cheng's broad palm rested on the back of Yin Che's neck, his five fingers spread apart, pressing some soft ends of hair, and he easily grasped the entire neck.

A stance of almost total control.

Yin Che's leg hanging from the table moved up and down uneasily, but he couldn't find a place to stay, so he let it down pitifully, and accidentally rubbed against Lin Cheng's leg.

Lin Cheng's eyes darkened, and he let go of Yin Che's lips. Taking no further action is the most dangerous action.

Yin Che, who gained the autonomy to breathe, heard his own breathing through his strong heartbeat, and suddenly remembered the voice of Fei Zhiqiu's lover he heard on his mobile phone last night.

It was exactly the same, he was stunned for a moment and then came to his senses, let go of Lin Cheng's hand, and pushed him outward, but because he had no strength, he didn't push at all.

But Lin Cheng still noticed his small movements, lowered and raised his eyelids, the strong desire receded, and he didn't continue to test his brother Che's ability to bear it.

Xiao Liwo ran to his face and found a step for Brother Che, "Brother Che, this is today's kiss."

Yin Che was in a state of confusion, turned his head to avoid looking at him, his hands propped on the table were completely clenched into fists, and he said "hmm" with an uncomfortable expression.

"Then I'm going to cook, and call Brother Che when it's done." Lin Cheng naturally took out his hand, and thoughtfully put down the rolled-up clothes for Yin Che, covering his body that he had been coveting for many years.

He left Yin Che's room with a lot of satisfaction.

Not long after he left, Yin Che jumped off the table suddenly, his legs went limp, and he almost didn't fall.

He was blushing and smoke was coming from his head, something was wrong, something was wrong!

He stood where Lin Cheng was before, put his hands on the table, and tried to imagine the situation just now, he was standing here, and Lin Cheng was sitting on the table.

It fits, that's right!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the right way. Following Lin Cheng's example, he raised his hand to pick the air, as if picking Lin Cheng's chin, then lowered his head and moved closer.

"Brother Che, you..."

"Ah!"

Yin Che's hand supporting the table slipped, and he fell firmly onto the table. Lin Cheng, who had returned his carbine, ran over in shock and helped the stunned man up.

"Brother Che, you..."

The majesty of the head of the family supported Yin Che from fainting, and even exploded his own small universe. He pushed Lin Cheng away without changing his face, went back to the bed and sat down steadily, with his legs still keeping his own style. .

"I'm fine. I slipped my hand just now. What do you need from me?"

Lin Cheng looked at the red mark on his forehead, "I just want to ask Brother Che if he wants to eat hot pot. There are quite a lot of dishes at home."

"can."

Lin Cheng was still worried, "Then I'll go down and get ready, Brother Che, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a knock."

Lin Cheng nodded, "Okay, then I'll go get ready." He hesitated and left.

Yin Che suddenly changed his face after he left, his head fell back like a salted fish, his sharp facial features gathered together, he rubbed his forehead, "It hurts..."

"Brother Che, I..."

Lin Cheng, who had killed the carbine for the second time, stood at the door, huddled together on the bed, and met Yin Che, who was wrinkled and humming in pain.

Silence for a while.

Yin Che's head was flicking the loading bar, but it was still 0.1%, 0.2% over and over again, and the playback was stuck...

Lin Cheng pursed his lips, ran in and put the ointment in his hand on the bed, then backed out quickly and closed the door, "Brother Che, I will never come here again, I promise."

The door was closed thoughtfully, and Lin Cheng ran fast, otherwise he would probably be beaten in a while.

After Yin Che left, the loading bar suddenly loaded 50% and 80% rapidly—then exploded with a "boom".

He shouted silently, rolled several times on the bed, and gritted his teeth in depression, "Lin Cheng!".

After rolling around a few more times, he took the ointment with a sad face, rubbed his forehead with one finger, and muttered, "The majesty of the head of my family..."

It was only after Lin Cheng went downstairs that he dared to laugh. His brother Che was so cute, he really wanted to eat it in one bite.

During the meal, he purposely coaxed Yin Che and didn't mention what happened just now, and Yin Che's complexion gradually improved.

"Get ready in the afternoon and go see your uncles and aunts, as agreed before."

"Okay, thank you Brother Che, Brother Che eats meat."

Lin Cheng was carrying some fruits, Yin Che was holding a black parasol and holding a bouquet of flowers, and the two walked side by side on the way up the mountain.

This cemetery is on the top of this dwarf mountain, and the scenery is very good. The only disadvantage is that it is impossible to get on the car, there are trails and lush forests.

The edges and corners of the steps were covered with moss.

Lin Cheng raised his hand to push away the falling branches, and the black parasol passed safely from below.

His arm was suddenly tugged lightly, and he followed Yin Che's tugging direction, deviated his steps, and missed the rainwater accumulated on the potholed steps.

The passing wind, the blooming wild flowers, and the birds staying on the branches heard the whispers hidden in the rustling leaves.

When I reached the top of the mountain, my vision instantly widened. Perhaps it was because my relatives were buried here. Even with such a large cemetery, I didn’t feel any fear.

"Is Brother Che cold?"

The top of the mountain is open and the wind is a little stronger.

"It's okay, it's not cold." Yin Che, who was also wearing long-sleeved trousers in summer, hid the bouquet in his arms, fearing that it would be unsightly by the wind.

The two arrived in front of the tombstone of Lin Cheng's parents and Aunt Jiao. Lin Cheng arranged the fruits, while Yin Che opened the bouquet, divided it into three parts, and put them in the glass vase in front of the tombstone.

The two of them were doing these things tacitly, and there was no need for verbal communication.

"Dad, Mom, Aunt Jiao, Brother Che and I have come to see you."

Lin Cheng squatted in front of the tombstone, looked up at Yin Che who was behind him, who put away the parasol and stood by his legs, the wind blew his thin clothes, outlining the outline of his bones, the next second, as if Yin Che will be carried away by the wind.

Lin Cheng quietly reached out and grabbed Yin Che's trousers stealthily.

"Uncle, two aunts, Xiao Cheng has been very good recently, so don't worry about it."

When Lin Cheng heard this, he shook Yin Che's trouser leg twice, pouting, "Brother Che, I'm now, you should change the term, otherwise Mom, Dad and Aunt Jiao would think that I haven't grown up, they It's time to wonder, oops, why can't my Xiao Cheng grow up? We have to go up and have a look, and ask Xiao Che what's going on?"

After he said that, the smirk in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Yin Che's hand holding the umbrella handle tightened, his mind had already begun to imagine the scene, and he pretended to take a step closer to Lin Cheng's side inadvertently.

"Uncle, two aunts, Xiaocheng is now an adult who can take care of himself, and he has performed very well as an intern in the company, don't worry."

Only then was Lin Cheng satisfied, "Dad, Mom, Aunt Jiao, you heard me, I grew up well, of course it's all thanks to Brother Che, because he has always taken good care of me, both mentally and physically. ~body~up~"

He bit the last three words with deep meaning.

Yin Che's face turned red immediately, and after glancing at Lin Cheng, he quickly glanced at the tombstone again, and lowered his head from the heart: Uncle and aunt, I...I just, just... .Helping Xiaocheng solve some physical problems is not a big deal, you really don't need to come up and ask me.

He explained guiltily from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Cheng said seriously: "So Mom and Dad, Aunt Jiao, you should protect Brother Che." After all, this is your daughter-in-law, hehe~

He thought happily.

After descending the mountain, Yin Che raised his foot and lightly kicked Lin Cheng who was walking in front. He didn't dare to make a move in front of his parents and Aunt Jiao just now, "What nonsense are you talking about? Tomb-sweeping is so unscrupulous!"

Lin Cheng said "Hey", and pretended to stick his legs to Yin Che's side, "It's no nonsense, brother Che is taking good care of me, even though it's not a hundred points."

Yin Che was not happy when he heard that, he had already done this, and the house was given away, yet it was less than [-] points.

"Why not [-] points, walk well, don't exaggerate."

"Oh." Lin Cheng, who had one foot of 1.8 meters and one foot of 1.7 meters, returned to normal in an instant, and explained to Yin Che very seriously, "Because Brother Che hasn't taken care of me well."

He stopped suddenly, turned around, and stood in front of Yin Che tiptoe to toe.

Seeing the person who was aggrieved by his explanation, he suddenly lowered his head and almost kissed Yin Che's lips, his doggy eyes were alluring, and he lowered his voice, "Brother Che, we haven't really made love yet, so it's not one hundred years old. points~"

After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips and smiled, then turned back very coolly, and walked forward briskly.

Yin Che remained motionless like an old monk in meditation, and Lin Cheng's words were thrown into his heart like a bomb.

Looking at the tall figure in front of him.

do.love...

Him and Xiaocheng?

Do that kind of thing?

Lin Cheng stopped and turned around, waved to him, and shouted: "Brother Che, come quickly, if you don't follow, I'll throw you here by yourself, and it will be dark soon."

Yin Che immediately returned to reality, only felt that the wind blowing over his body seemed to bring a little chill.

Subconsciously, he wanted to walk to Lin Cheng's side quickly, he raised his feet and remembered the majesty of the head of the family. The steps that were supposed to be long strides became normal distances, and he walked forward gracefully.

Lin Cheng rolled his eyes, and shouted again, "Ah! It's getting dark, I'm afraid, Brother Che, I'll go back to the car and wait for you."

As he said that, he ran backwards.

Yin Che was taken aback. Seeing the distance between the two of them shortening rapidly, he always felt that the sound of the wind had become a little more shrill. The thick clouds blocked the setting sun that was about to fall, and the light also dimmed.

His heart was beating wildly, he bit his lower lip hard, his body no longer obeyed the arrangement of his brain, he walked forward quickly, and then turned into a trot.

But Lin Cheng was running backwards very fast, he still couldn't catch up, his heart was anxious, his physical strength couldn't keep up, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Wow! Brother Che, the shadow of the tree behind you is so scary!" Lin Cheng exaggeratedly shouted again.

Goosebumps popped up all over Yin Che's body, and suddenly there was a sound of salad in the woods next to him, which almost sprained his ankle in fright, and the majesty of the head of the family was thrown behind his head, and he shouted anxiously, "Lin Cheng !"

Lin Cheng showed a winner's smile, stopped threatening him, stopped, and opened his arms like a hug waiting to be embraced, "Brother Che, run in, I'll wait for you!"

Seeing him stop, Yin Che saw some hope, and increased his speed again.

A little rabbit poked its head out in the grass, staring blankly at Yin Che's back.

"Come on, Brother Che!" Lin Cheng cheered on his work, and even shook his outstretched arms, looking at Yin Che who was running with burning eyes, and it was Brother Che whom he had never seen before, a very energetic Brother Che.

Yin Che's rapid breathing was like an old bellows, the mirror chain was dangling, his hair was in threes and sevens, and was blown back in a mess by the wind, exposing his sweaty forehead.

"Brother Che, quickly come into my arms."

Yin Che fled for the last time, and flung himself into Lin Cheng's arms with limp legs. His two arms were draped on his shoulders weakly, almost hanging on his body, breathing hard.

Lin Cheng succeeded in trapping people around, rubbed Yin Che's head, and praised: "Brother Che, you did a great job."

The person in his arms was so physically exhausted that he kept shaking.

"Brother Che, it's getting dark soon, let's hurry back to the car."

"I, I can't move..."

For Yin Che, even though the distance he ran just now was estimated to be only 700 meters, it still cost him his life.

He can still stand now, thanks to Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng looked troubled, "Then what should I do, but after dark, the cloudy atmosphere will become heavy, and this is a cemetery again, so let's go to them..."

Yin Che exhausted the last of his body's strength and raised his head. The sweaty figure seemed to be melting, and he spoke in a hollow voice, "Stop talking..."

Beads of sweat slid down his forehead like tears.

Lin Cheng looked at him innocently, "But we have to find a way, brother Che, what do you think? I'm stupid and I can't think of a way, think about it."

Yin Che's pupils were shaking, and the small mole close to the pupils revealed shame. He slowly turned his eyes away from Lin Cheng, put his head on his shoulder, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "You... ...you hug me...go..."

Fortunately, there was little wind, otherwise this sentence would probably have been blown away.

Lin Cheng looked at the red and slender neck, "Since Brother Che begged me, I must help Brother Che."

Successfully scheming, he wrapped his arms around Yin Che's hand to hold him back, and then pushed him upwards forcefully, directly lifting him onto his shoulders.

Yin Che, whose gaze suddenly rose, yelled in fright, and shook his legs twice, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't Brother Che tell me to hug you?"

"You, you are called resistance!"

Yin Che, who was afraid of heights, tried his best to bend down, trying to get closer to the ground, Lin Cheng hugged his legs with a smirk, "Run fast with your shoulders on your shoulders, brother Che hold me tight, Xiao Chengcheng will take you flying ~"

Yin Che felt that his own weight didn't exist for Lin Cheng, and he ran very fast.

He was so scared that he tightly grasped Lin Cheng's clothes with both hands, and at the same time, he experienced the terrifying physical quality of the other party more deeply, but it still made people feel quite safe.

at night

Lin Cheng was thinking again about the big plan of how to sleep with Brother Che.

After thinking about it for a long time, I had an idea, and excitedly slapped the table, "Thank you, Mom and Dad and Aunt Jiao."

Without further delay, he ran to Yin Che's room, knocked on the door twice and stuck his head in, "Brother Che, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Yin Che is discussing with Fei Zhiqiu about going to the hospital for a heart attack tomorrow, and he doesn't want Lin Cheng to know that he is worried about this, so he put down the tablet with a guilty conscience, glanced at him, and refused very directly, "No. "

Lin Cheng: ...

Um?In the past, it was obvious that I had to ask myself why, but now there is no such step.

He stood at the door aggrieved, lowered his head and grabbed his fingers, "But I'm afraid, afraid that my parents and Aunt Jiao will not see enough of me this afternoon, so come to me at night, I know it's wrong to think so, but if I I still feel scared when I see them."

Yin Che: ...silently pulled up and down the quilt piled around his waist.

Lin Cheng suddenly raised his head again, looking innocent and harmless, "Actually, it's not necessarily true. Brother Che and I went together. Maybe they think it's more appropriate and true for them to learn about the situation from Brother Che. They won't look for it at night. I'm sick, so I'll sleep by myself."

What he said was no longer wicked, but wickedness with smoke.

Yin Che sat up straight in an instant, looked at his leaving back in panic, and moved his mouth twice...

Lin Cheng only took a step, then turned back, shook his head, "No, I can't go."

Yin Che swallowed the words that were on his lips, and stared at him nervously, you really can't just leave now.

Lin Cheng is very serious, "Although Brother Che is so brave, it is impossible to be afraid, but I am still worried. I will be so worried that I won't be able to sleep all night. Brother Che, you have pity on me, let me sleep with you, okay? good?"

He looked at Lin Cheng eagerly.

Yin Che walked back and forth on his lips with the tip of his teeth several times, feeling a little tangled, he and Lin Cheng are not suitable to sleep together now, but... what if uncles and aunts really come to chat with him!

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was afraid of these things. He also knew that this trait didn't match him, but he couldn't help it.

For the last time, this time must be the last time, I made up my mind, but my expression was as if I had to agree, and I was a little helpless, "Come here."

Lin Cheng's careful thinking succeeded, and he kept thanking his parents and Aunt Jiao in his heart.

Yin Che saw him get into the quilt from the end of the bed, and then run up little by little. The quilt that was draped around his waist was lifted from the inside, and Lin Cheng's head popped out, his hair was rubbed with static electricity, and exploded. The hair is so cute that people want to pinch it.

At this position, Yin Che began to bite his lower lip again when there was a slight danger.

"Brother Che, are you watching a movie?" Lin Cheng glanced at the tablet.

When the movie was mentioned, some shy memories popped up in Yin Che's head, he quickly picked up the tablet, "No, I'm talking about work with Zhiqiu, we have a meeting tomorrow, we can't bring you, we're not here , you don’t feel like being in the company by yourself, so I’ll give you another day off.”

"Can't you take me?"

"It's really not possible this time, and you don't want to sleep, why don't you lie down well, don't know how much you weigh." When you are a kitten, you can wrap it around your stomach, and your weight can hold you dead person's.

The key point is that both of them are wearing T-shirts and underwear, skin is directly next to skin, thighs, knees, calves all the way to ankles, Lin Cheng's insteps are against the soles of his feet.

Made it a little itchy.

The temperature was also brought up by Lin Cheng's body temperature a little bit.

Hearing that he disliked his weight, Lin Cheng deliberately hooked the soles of Yin Che's feet with his toes, Yin Che trembled unpreparedly, and tapped his hand on the tablet.

"Don't make trouble." He snorted, and kicked his feet down in shame, but unfortunately it was not lethal, but it seemed like an ambiguous response, and both of them turned red.

Yin Che made a misjudgment in his panic, shyly shrunk his toes, and with the movement of retracting his feet, it was like a small round comb combed from Lin Cheng's toes to his ankles.

Lin Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he called out inexplicably, "Brother Che..."

Yin Che shivered from the scorching sound, and suddenly the tablet rang, as if he had met a savior, "Well, I still have work, you go to bed."

Lin Cheng's eyes darkened.

Yin Che looked at the tablet in a panic, but was stunned.

Fei Zhiqiu: Please respect yourself, if you are like this, I will resign.

When he looked up, he saw a kiss emoji, and it was sent by him. Before he remembered when he had sent this emoji, Lin Cheng's head came into his sight.

Just hear the dog barking "Ow!"

"Brother Che! You actually send kissing expressions to others! You haven't even sent them to me! I'm so sad! How could you do this to me! How could you hurt the heart and feelings of a simple and weak innocent boy? ying ying ying~~~"

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Lin Cheng: My heart is open, I want to cry

Yin Che: cold hearted, afraid of ghosts