The sick and weak tyrant's foodie wife

Just when He Mian was about to refute, his face was red, Lin Jingmo came out from the kitchen.

"Dinner is ready, come here quickly."

Lin Jingmo's slightly long hair, wearing a red apron, looked extraordinarily gentle.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but click her tongue. This person is too good-looking, and he has the feeling of a virtuous husband. He Mian must have been lucky for eight lifetimes.

How could he never meet such a person.

Can't help but think of the film king who chased after him in the office all day to harass him.

With a height of 1.9 meters, he pretends to be a little bird and chirps every day, chirping next to him, which makes him almost bored to death.

But the happy smile on his face didn't look bored at all.

A few people sat down, and they were all friends, but they didn't pay too much attention.

When he came up, Zhang Yun brought out the good wine that he had treasured for five or six years.

He also said proudly, "My father asked me for this bottle of wine, but I was not willing to give it."

But don't think that his drinking capacity is good, this person has a big food addiction, he can't drink much at a time, and he always likes to collect and taste wine.

Thinking of the fact that he was going to be buried in the stomachs of the few of them today, there was a faint distress on his face, and he poured the wine quickly, fearing that he would regret it later.

Lin Jingmo had never seen Zhang Lu like this before, the day Zhang Yun came to help him.

It was the first time I saw him, and the calm and heavy feeling on his body was exactly the same as that of He Mian.

In the end, Nei Li had a fight with Chen Yuhao.

He looked at the wine in front of him. He hadn't had a drink yet, and he hoped that his drinking capacity would not be too bad.

After three rounds of wine.

The three of them, except for He Mian, who had a better drinking capacity due to socializing all day long, didn't have much reaction.

The other two were dizzy, not knowing where to go.

Especially when Lin Jingmo drank wine, his face was especially flushed, his whole face was as red as a rose, so tender that juice could be squeezed out.

When drunk, she doesn't like to drive people crazy like Zhang Yun, pulling people around to talk, and also likes to act like a baby.

It's the kind of obedient and clever one who just sits there motionless.

Lin Jingmo felt that his world was in a trance now, and pointed at He Mian bewilderedly, "Ah Mian, why have you become two." After speaking, he shook his head, "No, it has become three."

In a daze, he stretched out his hand hard, trying to grab He Mian's collar, but He Mian hurriedly followed him, for fear that he would directly lie on the ground.

As soon as they held hands, Zhang Yun grabbed Lin Jingmo's shoulders, and the wine lunatic officially went online.

While dancing and dancing, he swallowed the mountains and rivers, "Let me tell you, my brother is very good, and he has been single for more than 30 years, so it's up to you."

Suddenly he said emotionally, "You know what? It's not easy for him to be single for more than 30 years."

"Also, don't look at this person as steady as an old driver, but in fact he is as pure as a blank sheet of paper."

Lin Jingmo broke away from He Mian's hand, and the two brothers put it on Zhang Yun's shoulders, and smiled, "Who are you saying is a blank sheet of paper, he touched me, kissed me and created ambiguity, this is clearly the old driver okay?"

The veins on He Mian's forehead collapsed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Is he only 29? He's not an old driver either."

With force in her arms, the two were directly separated. The princess hugged Lin Jingmo, with only one thought in her mind, that he must not be allowed to drink in the future.

"It's flying." Lin Jingmo smiled innocently.

By the way, Zhang Yun's wine is really not bad, and the faint scent of wine on Lin Jingmo's body is very attractive.

He Mian stood by the bed, listening to He Mian's steady breathing, "Sweet dream, my boy."

At the moment when he was about to get up, Lin Jingmo grabbed his hand and murmured, "Don't leave me."

At that moment, the starlight outside the window that was covered by the lights of Wanjia shone brightly.

The moon on this day is also extraordinarily gentle.

As for Zhang Yun, who is drinking madly in the living room at this time, who cares about him.

In some way, there must be similarities among them in order to make friends, such as childishness.

Nine o'clock the next morning.

The sunlight shone through the beige curtains on the two men on the big bed, and the stronger man held the younger boy tightly in his arms.

This scene is sunny and warm.

The sunlight was too strong, which seriously disturbed Lin Jingmo's sleep quality, and he looked around with loose eyes.

Consciousness recovers bit by bit in a moment.

What catches the eye is He Mian's muscles, which are firm and powerful, and feel great in the hand.

Zhang Yun ate here yesterday, drank some wine, and then...

Then, how come.

Lin Jingmo frowned, trying his best to recall what happened last night, he seemed to be probably drunk.

Later, where he teased He Mian, he was carried into the room.

Thinking of what happened last night, Lin Jingmo's face was a little red.

But how did they end up in the same bed?

Feeling He Mian's breathing, Lin Jingmo struggled to get up from his arms.

He Mian narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "What's the matter, don't sleep for a while." His voice was very hoarse because of the morning.

"The sun has climbed so high, it's time for lunch." Lin Jingmo laughed embarrassingly.

"Then don't eat."

Lin Jingmo's face became hotter and redder, "Why are you in my bed."

He stuttered with fright.

I wouldn't have done anything to He Mian last night, Lin Jingmo felt his body, "I don't feel anything."

"Don't you remember?" He Mian's eyes lit up first, "You took advantage of me yesterday, so you just forgot?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Jingmo swallowed, stammering nervously.

"You insisted on letting me sleep with you last night, and even touched my abdominal muscles. If you don't touch them, you won't sleep."

Lin Jingmo took a closer look, and sure enough, there were several slap marks on this person, which made Lin Jingmo even more nervous.

"You are lying to me."

"Oh." He Mian looked meaningfully at the nervous boy in front of him who was about to explode, and shook the phone in front of him, "Do you want to watch it? There is a video."

The smile is very treacherous.

"Okay, I'll go wash up first." Lin Jingmo quickly ran away with a blushing face.

How come there is a video.

He Mian leaned against the head of the bed with his upper body exposed, looking at Lin Jingmo who had fled in despair, and laughed loudly.

After entering the bathroom, Lin Jingmo looked at the face in the mirror that was as red as a red Fuji.

"Lin Jingmo, you should fight for it. Don't drink so much alcohol in the future. Remember this painful lesson."

He tried his best to cheer himself up, but he was just drunk, drunk.

Of course, this is just lying to myself.

When he went out and saw He Mian, he instantly shrank into a mushroom again.

Yesterday, I got drunk after drinking and eating. In the end, the table was not cleared.

Lin Jingmo looked at the messy restaurant, feeling a little desperate.

How long does this take.

[The author has something to say: I was playing skateboarding today, I fell and squatted, it hurt me to death.

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