Black Moonlight's Self-Cultivation

The two were talking in a low voice, Mr. Lin glanced over, and then said to Lin Ye: "Give Jia Lan a bowl of soup too! It's nutritious."

Shen Jialan went to see Linye silently. The latter suppressed a smile and scooped up a bowl of soup for him very attentively. There were white, finger-sized "eggs" looming in the soup.

Even though the steaming soup smells delicious, it doesn't change the fact that there are chicken testicles in it.Pill fact!

I can't keep my mouth shut...

"Eat it! It has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, and it is good for the skin."

Lin Ye encouraged him, in fact, he almost couldn't help laughing, and Mrs. Lin covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

Shen Jialan's expression was as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he finally withstood the invisible pressure of Mr. Lin, bit the bullet and slowly ate this small bowl of soup that was said to be "very nutritious".

While he was having a hard time eating, he also had to hypnotize himself, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat, I am a person who can eat chicken...

When he put down the bowl, he saw the three members of the Lin family looking at him together, and he saw them all. Mr. Lin and Lin Ye were obviously gloating, and the expressions of the grandfather and grandson were exactly the same.

Shen Jialan: "..."

It should be a psychological effect, Shen Jialan's throat felt tight after eating something unclean, and a nausea rushed from his stomach to his forehead.

Enduring his nausea, he pretended to be calm and said, "Well... I'll excuse you first."

Mrs. Lin said softly, "It's okay."

Seeing that Shen Jialan went to the bathroom with a bit messy footsteps, Mr. Lin's depression finally dissipated, which is really refreshing.

Lin Ye said with a smile: "I went to see him, and I felt that his complexion was very bad."

"Go and see!"

Mrs. Lin also looked helplessly at their old man. The old man's "kindness" is too much for ordinary people, but Jia Lan's reaction was too strong.

And Shen Jialan vomited so faintly at the sink, he felt better after vomiting it all up, and after vomiting, he rinsed his mouth with cold water a few times.

Looking up at himself in a mess in the mirror, he couldn't help pursing his lips, it was so shameful.

Lin Ye leaned against the door and folded his arms to watch his jokes. When he had laughed enough, he came over to help him wipe his cheeks with a dry towel. Seeing his expressionless face, there was a little grievance in his eyes.

"Don't be angry, your mouth is going to stick up."

I don't know why, seeing Shen Jialan showing an expression other than a gentle smile, he finds it cute, and different Shen Jialan has different appeals to him.

Like this, Shen Jialan's cheeks and hair were wet, the skin touched by his fingers was slightly cold, but it was incredibly soft and smooth, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was so tender that water could be squeezed out.

Lin Ye lowered his head, it's too bad, I really want to kiss him...

Seemingly aware of Lin Ye's bad intentions, Shen Jialan leaned back, silently rejecting his aggression.

He forgot that he was still being hugged by Linye. Recently, Linye liked to do these ambiguous little gestures to him, and he was not too skilled in the gesture of reaching out and hugging his waist.

"impossible?"

Shen Jialan said so.

Lin Ye said meaningfully: "Before we were... in harmony, you didn't feel it, did you?"

Shen Jialan, who was a little annoyed, defended without confidence, and said: "Then...that's because your grandfather is here, I can't push you away, or he will suspect it."

Lin Ye continued to tease him, saying: "Grandpa is here now, the old man hasn't gone upstairs yet, we..."

"No."

Shen Jialan struggled a bit, but the arms hugging him were tightened even more, as if to rub him into his arms, he could feel the bewitching aura emanating from Lin Ye through his clothes.

He cursed in his heart, men are really lower body animals.

Lin Ye didn't mean to force him, but he didn't let him go either. The two of them stuck together for a while with their own thoughts.

Until Shen Jialan's cell phone rang.