The right way to treat

Although Lin Mile was a little dizzy, it could be seen that Zheng Zihao was very unhappy. Such a big, cold-faced god was frowning, and the word "unhappy" was written all over his body, which anyone could tell.

He took Zheng Zihao's arm, "Don't shake it, you want to vomit."

You feel sick, I feel bad too!

However, as a tall literary youth, you must not turn over the trash can in front of so many people, and you must not resist the trash can.

Zheng Zihao squeezed Lin Mile's arms, took two deep breaths, and asked, "You said you made the bread?"

"Yes." Lin Mile nodded vigorously.

"Is there any more at home?"

Lin Mi is hopeful.

"How about it?"

"I don't know if it was eaten by mom and dad."

"Call." It's not that Zheng Zihao wants to eat that bread, and it's not that he has to eat the bread because Lin Mile made it, but because Lin Mile said that the bread is for him, so since it's going to be for him Yes, either you don't let him know before throwing it away, or you just hand it over to him, and the flat one will admit it, anyway, you pinched it yourself.However, now that he knew it was for him, he even threw it in front of his face. The thing that was about to belong to him disappeared in an instant, and the feeling of being abandoned swept all Zheng Zihao's nerves, making his whole body tremble. in unsafe.

Lin Mile looked up at the tall Zheng Zihao in confusion, "Who are you calling?"

"Your home."

Lin Mile touched his pocket, "The phone is gone."

Zheng Zihao just remembered that the phone is with him.He let go of one hand and took out the phone from his pocket to the cotton swab, "Hurry up."

Feeling dizzy, it took him several times to press the right button, "Mom...what do I want to ask?" He asked Zheng Zihao.

"Is there any bread at home?"

"Is there any bread at home?"

When Mama Lin heard her child's tongue curled up, "You can drink too much after eating a buffet, don't be ashamed!"

"Is there any bread at home?" Lin Mile ignored Mother Lin's complaints.

"You made it? Also. Who wants to eat the mushy ones!!"

Lin Mile looked at Zheng Zihao, "My mother said yes."

"Go to your house!" Zheng Zihao walked towards the parking space.

Walking to the car door and opening the co-driver's door, Zheng Zihao turned his head, and Lin Mile was still standing there. He strode over to pick him up, and Lin Mile was instantly stunned.Not only that, I feel like vomiting.But as long as he thought that the person carrying him was Zheng Zihao, he couldn't vomit no matter what.

After being thrown into the passenger seat with a pale face, Zheng Zihao returned to the cab, "Address."

Lin Mile changed the weather for a long time, and reported the address with difficulty.

The atmosphere in the car was heavy, Zheng Zihao's brows had not been relaxed, Lin Mile closed his eyes and tried to make himself think of something else, otherwise he would be blacklisted if he vomited in the car, and he might even be beaten up.被揍一顿可能都是好了，说不定郑子浩还会说舔干净！Oh, I can't think about it, I feel sick even more when I think about it.

Zheng Zihao didn't use the navigation at the beginning, thinking about the general direction, he knew that Lin Mile could also point the way, but seeing that guy's eyes closed and feeling uncomfortable, he didn't want to bother him anymore, he turned on the navigation and searched for a long time before finding it .

Bring him down at the gate of the unit. Mother Lin and Father Lin are already waiting there, because they received a call from their son and knew that his son drank too much. Out of concern for his son, he was afraid that he would be a bad person, and he wanted to see who sent him He came back, so the two of you got down early and waited.Until I saw the jeep with flashing headlights coming and parked beside it.Then a tall man carried their son off.

Mother Lin, "..." Wasn't she fine before she left?

Zheng Zihao walked up to them, just glanced at them and passed by.

Papa Lin was stunned for two seconds, "Wait a minute."

Zheng Zihao stood still, "?"

"He is my son."

"you sure?"

"..."

It's not that Zheng Zihao doesn't believe it, it's just that there are more bad guys, so he should be more careful, and he has never met Lin Mile's parents, so if he gives it wrong. . .

"I'm sure, my son, Lin Mile." Mother Lin stretched out her hand to pick it up.

"Let's go up together, it's quite heavy." Zheng Zihao said.

Lin Mile wanted to say no, but when he thought about it, it was too uncomfortable for him.But Zheng Zihao hugged his leg too tightly.

Mother Lin had no choice but to lead the way, and Father Lin followed. When they reached the third floor, Mother Lin opened the door, and Father Lin stretched out his hand behind, "Give it to me, I'm so sorry."

Zheng Zihao handed Lin Mile to Father Lin, and the world would finally not be turned upside down. Lin Mile threw himself into his father's arms and spit out his father gorgeously.Lin Mile, who wanted to die of shame and anger, just continued to lie in his father's arms and pretended to be dead.

Mother Lin quickly wiped her son with a towel. Zheng Zihao watched them huddle together. Father Lin was in a mess. Mother Lin couldn't understand Lin Mile, so he took Lin Mile over, "Where is the bathroom?"

Mother Lin quickly said, "No need."

"You guys wipe it first, I'll carry him in." Zheng Zihao picked up Lin Mile who was already pretending to be dead, took off his shoes, strode into the house and went straight to the bathroom that Lin's mother said.

Turn on the light and Zheng Zihao walked into the shower room, put Lin Mile down and let him lean into his arms, then raised the faucet, water came down from above, turned down the temperature, and began to undress Lin Mile.

Although the clothes were dirty, Zheng Zihao felt guilty, thinking that if he hadn't made him drink a few more drinks, he would not be like this, so he took off his shirt patiently, just when he was about to take off his pants for Lin Mile At that moment, Lin Mile opened his eyes.

Zheng Zihao looked at him, Lin Mile leaned on Zheng Zihao's arms and looked at him.

In fact, Lin Mile has been sober for most of the time since he was thrown into the car. Who would put a drunk person on his shoulder cruelly? Therefore, Lin Mile's drunkenness turned into an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. He had to wake up, because he didn't want to leave such a bad impression on Zheng Zihao, so he endured it until he returned to Father Lin's arms, and couldn't help it.

His dad won't be mad at him.

But Zheng Zihao will.

so. . .

But now, he had to wake up.

"that.."

"Huh?" Zheng Zihao's gaze should be as calm as possible.

But Lin Mile was very restless. He wanted to keep pretending to be dead, but he had to take off his pants, so he couldn't. "Did I vomit?" He looked at Zheng Zihao's clothes, there were stains he had rubbed on them.

"Ah."

"I'll do it myself." With the sound of splashing water, Lin Mile got up from Zheng Zihao's lap, "I'm so sorry."

"Tell your dad later, your dad is miserable."

"You also wash up later."

Zheng Zihao looked at himself, and it was the only way to go.To be honest, it was the first time for him to get these stains. Although it was only a little bit, it was enough to make his scalp tingle.Lin Mile pulled some toilet paper and wiped the stains on Zheng Zihao's clothes. Zheng Zihao soaked his hands in boiling water and washed them several times. In fact, what he wants most now is to change his clothes as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry." Lin Mile stood there with weak legs.

Zheng Zihao rubbed his hair, "Don't boil the water too hot, don't wash for too long, or you will feel uncomfortable."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Zihao came out of the bathroom, touched the switch on the wall and turned on the light in the room. This bedroom belonged to Lin Mile.Clean and tidy, the light-colored single-tone curtains made Zheng Zihao feel very comfortable. There were no messy patterns and colors, as were the bedspread and quilt cover. The books were a bit messy on the table. Zheng Zihao walked over and arranged them out of habit.

"That, classmate?" Lin's mother didn't know the relationship between Zheng Zihao and her son. She was definitely older than Lin Mile, but her son's relationship was simple because of his sexuality. Suddenly there was a man as his mother. Definitely get nervous.

Zheng Zihao turned his head and saw Mother Lin holding a big bath towel in her hand, "Go and wash it too, I'll wash your clothes for you."

"No need." Although Zheng Zihao was uncomfortable, he was still not used to taking a bath in someone else's house.

"It's all right. We have a bathroom in the house."

Zheng Zihao thought for a while, "Then I'll wash in this room when Mi Le comes out."

"Here's the new towel."

"Thank you." Zheng Zihao took the towel, and Mama Lin's figure was even more petite and exquisite in front of him.

"You are his classmate, you are really tall."

"No."

"..." Sure enough, I don't know how to ask, if it's not embarrassing, I'd better stop talking.

"I am his friend."

"Oh, that.."

"My name is Zheng Zihao."

Mother Lin asked cheerfully, "Drink water, I'll pour it for you."

Do not drink water. "Mile said he made bread?"

"It's done, but it's in the morning."

"fine."

Zheng Zihao's imposing tone combined with his body language actually meant, 'Hurry up and show it to me! '.Because this is the first task of coming to his house.Speaking of it, it was actually a mess. Ever since I met Lin Mile, I had thrown myself one question after another, and I was quite embarrassed when I answered it.Of course this is not a disease, Zheng Zihao has never felt it, he just takes the problem more seriously than ordinary people!As for Lin Mile, he decided to stay away from him. If this continues, the future will be unimaginable.

When Mother Lin was about to pour water for Zheng Zihao, the bathroom door opened, but Lin Mile didn't come out.His clothes were dirty and he didn't take them clean. He hesitated inside for a long time, whether to go out wrapped in a bath towel or let his mother give it to him. He is also a man. At this time, it doesn't matter if he goes out with his buttocks or wrapped in a bath towel. It's all reasonable, and it's too strange to ask my mother to send it off.

"Mom, can you get Dad to give me that pajamas?"

Zheng Zihao waited for a long time but no one came out. Hearing what he said, he burst out laughing.

The author has something to say: I suddenly feel that Mi Le is so pitiful~~~/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

☆, damn it, it's broken!