After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

good brother

Xu Yi and Lin Xingmo stayed in the room for a while, until someone knocked on the door and called them to eat, then they left the room and went downstairs to celebrate Uncle Xu's birthday.

The whole family sat around together, very lively.

Uncle Xu probably liked Old Master Cheng's paintings very much, and he didn't forget to mention them during the meal, and even toasted Lin Xingmo with a glass of wine.

Thus, Lin Xingmo finally tasted the taste of baijiu.

Then... almost choked.

With just one sip, a blush spread over his fair cheeks, his lips were ruddy and crystal clear, and with a few light coughs, his eyes were covered with mist.

The beauty was drunk, her eyes were blurred, and her originally cold temperament was tinged with a bit of coquettishness. Among the juniors who were toasting with her, a few gasps could be heard obviously.

Then, the dizzy beauty tilted her head and leaned against Xu Yi's body.

Xu Bijiang was also shocked by Lin Xingmo's drinking capacity, but he was very relieved to see him hugging Xu Yi's arm, looking very dependent on intimacy.

"Ayi, take Xiaomo back to the room to rest first, don't leave tonight."

Xu Yi could only agree, and finally, with the volunteered help of Su Zhuoyang, they coaxed Lin Xingmo back to the room together.

The drunk young man didn't make a fuss, he was quiet. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he pulled the pillow and hugged him into his arms, buried his face in the soft pillow, and then didn't move.

"Brother Lin's drinking capacity is really small."

Su Zhuoyang couldn't help feeling emotional, then looked at Xu Yi, and asked in a low voice, "Are you... not leaving?"

He had received news that the two were divorcing before, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected progress in just a short time.

Xu Yi was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were always on Lin Xingmo who was on the bed, his eyes were gentle and focused, the warmth and softness that Su Zhuoyang had never felt from him.

However, when looking sideways at him, the man returned to his usual seriousness and seriousness.

"You can go back to dinner."

Su Zhuoyang couldn't help curling his lips, but he also knew that the question just asked was a bit silly.

If the two really wanted to divorce, it would be impossible for Brother Yi to bring Lin Xingmo back today to celebrate his uncle's birthday, and also gave Master Ruan a painting, which made his uncle so satisfied.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

However, when he walked to the door of the room, he turned around again and asked, "Then do you want to make up for your honeymoon trip? Haven't you been there before?"

Xu Yi paused, looked up at him, and finally gave him a good look.

"Well, I'll think about it, thanks."

Seeing the faint smile on his face, Su Zhuoyang felt a little happy, "Oh, it seems that you are really reconciled."

He smiled, "Brother, happy wedding."

After speaking, he continued to leave the room and closed the door behind him.

Happy wedding……

Xu Yi bent his lips, he and Lin Xingmo are now... really like a real newlywed.

He looked away, and saw Lin Xingmo who was hugging the pillow and buried his face. At some point, he opened his eyes and rested his chin on the pillow.

His face was still flushed red, but his blurred eyes became a little clearer.

"Momo?" Xu Yi approached him.

"You two have such a good relationship." Lin Xingmo said suddenly.

The words were endless, but Xu Yi understood, "When he was young, I took care of him a lot."

Su Zhuoyang and him were about ten years apart. When he was first picked up by his uncle, Su Zhuoyang was still a two or three-year-old little Douding. Because his parents were busy, he was often pushed to his aunt's place.

At that time, because of his leg injury, he was a bit closed and extreme, but this little Douding was the only one who was courageous and not afraid of him. Because of their childhood relationship, they were closer than other brothers and sisters.

Lin Xingmo looked at him and thought of Xiao Xu Yi's care for him, so he couldn't help but said, "You are a good brother."

There was a bit of envy in his tone.

He also has an older brother.

When he was first received by his parents, Xiao Xingmo instinctively leaned closer to Lin Yueqian, who was similar in age, compared to unfamiliar parents.

However, at that time, Lin Yueqian, who had just entered puberty, had a somewhat rebellious personality, and she didn't have much enthusiasm for the younger brother who suddenly appeared in the family.

Seeing Lin Xingmo lost in memory, his eyes became lonely, Xu Yi couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking his soft hair.

When the young man looked at him, he smiled and said cheekily: "I am not only a good brother, but also a good husband."

"And you..."

He took Lin Xingmo's hand and kissed his fingertips, "Now I have them all at the same time."

Lin Xingmo's dim eyes gradually became brighter.

I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol, but the young man actually grinned, showing a bright smile that Xu Yi had never seen before.

"you're right."

He turned over and sat up, rubbed to the side of the bed and hugged Xu Yi, "You are mine now, my good brother... good husband..."

He was resting on Xu Yi's shoulder, his voice was vague, soft, and very cute.

Xu Yi was still recalling that smile just now, those smiling eyes full of joy, which made him fall in love with him, and hearing his whispering, his ears were sore.

"Momo, call again."

He hugged the young man's slender waist back and coaxed, "What am I yours?"

Lin Xingmo tilted his head and rested on his shoulder, and didn't respond for a long time, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xu Yi sighed, and just hugged him quietly, a little reluctant to let go.

But in the end, he relaxed his strength and prepared to let Lin Xingmo lie back on the bed.

However, before he let go of his arms, Lin Xingmo sensed something, and withdrew his arms around his waist, buried his face in the crescent of his neck, and rubbed against him full of nostalgia.

"Husband..." he yelled in a daze.

Xu Yi's heart softened all of a sudden, and the roots of his ears were red. He tilted his head slightly, kissed Lin Xingmo's hair lightly, and then stopped moving.

On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it has already been snowing heavily outside.

When Lin Xingmo woke up the next day, the window was already covered in white. He looked at the gray sky outside the window, and then frowned.

"Momo, are you awake?"

He turned his head and saw Xu Yi lying beside him, who just woke up.

Lin Xingmo turned sideways, squeezed into his arms, and muttered softly, "My head hurts..."

Xu Yi paused, then reached out and gently rubbed his temples with his fingertips.

"You were drunk last night, remember?"

Lin Xingmo blinked, then shook his head, "I don't remember, did I drink a lot?"

Xu Yi smiled lightly, "I only took a sip."

Hearing this, Lin Xingmo couldn't help but widen his eyes, and then closed them again with a headache.

"You lied to me." He said firmly.

Xu Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhuo Yang and the others later."

Only then did Lin Xingmo calm down, as if he still couldn't believe that his drinking capacity was so bad.

"Now you know how bad it feels to be drunk, don't you?"

Xu Yi said, "Don't drink it in the future."

Lin Xingmo hummed, and then slowly fell asleep again under Xu Yi's massage.

When Lin Xingmo woke up again, it was already afternoon, and the headache finally passed, but he was a little hungry.

Xu Yi was not in the room, so Lin Xingmo stretched out his hand to touch his side, it was cold, obviously Xu Yi had been up for a long time.

He sat up and saw the picture on the wall again.

More than 20 days have passed since the last time he turned into a cat. It seems that he has no way to go back to the past timeline.

Fortunately, he had a good time and cherished every short opportunity to get along with grandma. The only regret is that the painting he completed with grandma did not keep...

Lin Xingmo lowered his eyes, but soon he scratched his hair again, got up and stepped on the floor, and dragged his slippers into the bathroom.

He was obviously wearing Xu Yi's pajamas, which were loose and loose, the softness he liked, without much sense of restraint.

But when he came out after washing and stood at the door of the room, he hesitated.

This is Uncle Xu's home. It seems that he shouldn't go out dressed like this... Lin Xingmo pursed his lips, and just as he turned around, he heard movement in the corridor outside the door.

He stopped where he was, and watched as the door opened, and Xu Yi in a wheelchair appeared in front of his eyes.

Behind Xu Yi was a nanny carrying food on a tray.

"When did you wake up?"

Xu Yi naturally took Lin Xingmo's hand, but Lin Xingmo's eyes fell on the food on the tray, and his beautiful blue eyes showed eagerness.

Where did the nanny get such a look from him?

She said hastily, "I'll take it inside for you."

Lin Xingmo quickly made way for her, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, then I won't bother you." After putting down the tray, the nanny tactfully left.

Only then did Lin Xingmo look away, looked down at Xu Yi, bent down happily, kissed him on the lips, and then turned to eat.

Xu Yi, who got a sweet kiss, was naturally in a good mood.

He maneuvered the wheelchair to come to Lin Xingmo's side, saw him start to eat contentedly, and said, "Drink some warm milk first, it's better for the stomach."

Lin Xingmo obediently picked up the glass, took a sip of the milk, and added salt grains to it. It was very salty, and he couldn't hold it back. He leaned closer to Xu Yi and gave him a kiss.

Xu Yi was tickled by his enthusiasm, but looking at his crooked eyebrows, he was a little curious, "Why are you so happy?"

"I was just feeling hungry, and then you came."

Like a cat, Lin Xingmo squinted his eyes and rubbed against his face, exuding an aura of joy and contentment all over his body.

He thought, being with Xu Yi is really a very comfortable thing.

The author says:

mwah--