Loved by old men

"Father?" Seeing Yin Yu coming back, Yin Fan leaned against the door with a weak face, and hurried over to support him, "Dad, you are sick!"

As soon as he touched Yin Yu's hand, Yin Fan's small face wrinkled.

Yin Yu's head was still a little dazed, and he subconsciously turned up his shirt collar to prevent his son from seeing things he shouldn't.

"Auntie, come here quickly!" Yin Fan hurriedly called the nanny, and brought his father into the living room.

Yin Yu was also relieved that his son was sensible. He was led by his son into the living room, and fell down on the sofa to rest.

Last night, Song Linzhi was tired after spending the whole night. He woke up early in the morning and just ran.

The nanny heard the yelling and saw Yin Yu lying sideways on the sofa, and just about to ask him what's wrong, Yin Yu waved her away.

"I'm fine, I worked a little late last night, just take a rest." He made a fuss, patted his son's head and went back to his room.

In order to avoid being seen by others, he had to straighten his back, and when he returned to the room, his back was even more sore and limp.

"...too careless." Yin Yu supported his forehead and pushed back his bangs, his body's heat remained high all the time.

After digging out the antipyretic medicine from the drawer and taking it, Yin Yu went to the bathroom to wash it.

There was nothing last night, and no safety measures were taken. Fortunately, he dared to do it with Song Linzhi.

No, I have a fever today, and even my stomach feels a little dull.

Yin Yu still has a little understanding of the same-sex affair. If the condom is not cleaned up, the recipient will have a fever and abdominal pain.

After washing in the bathroom, he was just about to lie down and rest when his phone rang.

As soon as the connection was made, Song Linzhi's anxious voice reached his ears.

"Yin Yu, where have you been?"

"...I'm at home." Yin Yu pursed his lips, sat on the bed and stretched his shoulders.

Song Linzhi paused, "Yes, is it? Then you should have a good rest and ask for a day off today."

Yin Yu was a little ashamed, "It's nothing, no need to ask for leave."

Song Linzhi chuckled, "Be good, be obedient, and don't make things difficult for yourself."

Not all because of you!

Yin Yu felt a little resentful, "Got it."

"Yin Yu."

Song Linzhi suddenly called his name.

Yin Yu's throat tightened, and his tongue seemed to be knotted, "What, what are you doing?"

"What happened last night..." The man over there paused, as if he was thinking, but Yin Yu felt his face getting hotter and hotter.

Antipyretics won't help.He thought to himself, touched his face and remembered the passion of last night, and then his body became hot.

After a while, Song Linzhi asked him cautiously, "Are we done?"

Yin Yu replied in seconds: "It doesn't count."

The phone was silent.

Yin Yu threw himself on the soft quilt, his face became hotter and hotter, and he whispered: "You didn't even chase me..."

Song Linzhi's low laughter came from the phone, which made people's ears feel hot, "Is it okay to get on the bus first and pay the ticket?"

"No." Yin Yu rolled over holding the quilt and yawned.

He wanted to sleep, but Song Linzhi didn't hang up the phone, and he didn't want to.

Song Linzhi wasn't annoyed, instead he asked him like a comforting child, "How does Smelly want Uncle Song to chase after him?"

There are thousands of ways to chase people, and everyone is different.

Yin Yu had never chased anyone before, so he didn't know what tricks he was up to. He was stunned when Song Linzhi asked him this question.

"Smelly..." Song Linzhi sighed softly, "What do you want me to do?"

Feeling drowsy, Yin Yu couldn't help closing his eyes, rubbing against the quilt, "Give it to me..."

"Huh?" Song Linzhi didn't hear what he said clearly.

Yin Yu was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, the phone dropped on the pillow, and the screen lit up, showing the duration of the conversation between the two.

"Uncle Song..." He closed his eyes and muttered, "Uncle Song...likes...don't leave..."

Song Lin on the other end of the phone paused, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I won't leave, and I won't avoid you anymore."

The only response to him was Yin Yu's long and gentle breathing.

……

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the room through the curtains, the person on the bed turned over, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and touched a small person in his arms.

"...Baby? Why are you sleeping here?" Yin Yu was startled, and patted his son's head.

Hugging Dad's waist, his little face was full of worry, "You are sick, baby is worried."

Yin Yu smiled when he heard this, "I'm fine, don't you think Dad is fine now?"

Yin Fan looked up at him, seeing that there was really nothing wrong with him, let go of his hands and jumped off the bed, and said obediently, "Then I'll bring daddy some food."

It was already after dinner.

Yin Yu scratched his hair and glanced at the time, only to realize that he had slept all day.

After getting up and changing a suit of clothes, he hurried downstairs to eat, but he couldn't let his six-year-old son serve him the meal.

After the meal, Dao ran over with a small schoolbag in his arms.

"Dad, the teacher is here today."

"Ok?"

Yin Yu thought it was his son's teacher, and couldn't help wondering, "What is the teacher here for?"

My son has graduated from kindergarten, so there should be no problem, right?He thought to himself, and saw his son take out a small gift box from his schoolbag.

Repulsive stuffed the gift box into Yin Yu's palm, with a cute face, "The teacher asked me to give this to my father, and he said he asked you to meet him at night!"

After speaking, he hugged Yin Yu's knee again, tilted his head, and asked, "Dad, can I go too?"

"Which teacher is it?" Yin Yu rubbed his head and took the small gift box.

The gift box is black and gold, and the packaging is very high-end. It is not like a gift that ordinary teachers would give to parents.Besides, there is no teacher who will give gifts to parents of students for no reason now.

"Teacher Song!" Dangdang replied excitedly.

Yin Yu froze for a moment, and then saw a line of words pasted on the back of the gift box.

—Smelly, happy anniversary.

What anniversary?Yin Yu was stunned, what anniversary could he and Song Lin have?

"Teacher Song took me to the amusement park today!"

I didn't know what my father was thinking, so I sat next to Yin Yu and began to look through the small schoolbag, "The teacher bought me a lot of things, but my father said that I can't take other people's things casually, so my baby didn't want them, but the teacher said we can exchange them. Gift, he gave me the gift first, and I will give it to the teacher later."

"Dad, look, there are so many little gifts!"

Yin Yu glanced at his son's schoolbag, and saw that there were several children's books and two small gift boxes in his son's schoolbag, which also looked expensive.

He supported his son's shoulders, "Then what did you give the teacher?"

Shaking his head, he looked distressed, "The teacher said that there is nothing I want now, does dad know what the teacher likes?"

Your teacher likes me.

This sentence suddenly flashed through his mind, and Yin Yu was so ashamed that he almost choked on his own saliva and coughed several times.

"Is Dad not feeling well?" Dang Dang cared about his father, and his little hands helped him to pat his back.

How dare Yin Yu let his son know what he was thinking just now, looking at the gift his son brought back, he sighed silently in his heart.

He really raised a good son, and he sold his father after going out to play!

With Song Linzhi's cunning character, what gift can he ask for?I just want him.

Yin Yu didn't know where his self-confidence came from, and he believed that Song Linzhi's goal was only him.

After leaving his son in the care of the nanny, he contacted Song Linzhi, who seemed to be waiting for his call, and was answered as soon as the ring rang.

"Yin Yu, how's your body?" Song Lin asked one of the words of concern, and his tone was so gentle that he could kill him.

Yin Yu had temporarily forgotten what happened last night, but when he was asked this way, he remembered Song Linzhi asking him in his ear last night: Does it hurt?May I take it easy?Comfortable?

He couldn't help blushing, "I'm fine, why did you take my son away today?"

Even he himself didn't know, he seemed to be acting like a baby when he said this.

Song Linzhi chuckled, "I wanted to see you today, but I said you were sick, so I took him out to play."

"Then why did you buy him so many things?" Yin Yu went out with the car keys, "You still said you want to see me... If you want to see me, just call and make an appointment. Why is it so troublesome?"

Hearing his sudden whining and complaining, Song Linzhi inexplicably felt cute, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"What?" Yin Yu asked subconsciously.

"Like my little wife, complaining about her husband doting on her son."

"..."

Yin Yu was silent for a few seconds, then became angry from embarrassment: "Who is your little wife! That is my son!"

"Don't be angry, look up at me."

Song Linzhi didn't apologize at all, and motioned him to look outside.

As soon as Yin Yu looked up, he saw the other party standing outside the gate of his yard, waving at him.

"I don't see you." Yin Yu hid the car keys in his pocket.

Song Linzhi didn't expose him, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to open the door for me?"

"They said I didn't see you."

After saying this, Yin Yu still opened the door for him.

"What are you here for?"

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief!

Yin Yu couldn't believe how kind he was, he would take his son out to play for no reason.

"Come to see you." Song Linzhi hugged him and stroked his hair, "I've applied too much hairspray, it's too hard, it doesn't look good."

Yin Yu pushed him away violently, "Then don't touch it!"

He deliberately made this hairstyle in order to see Song Linzhi, but now Song Linzhi said it was not good-looking, and Yin Yu was angry and wronged for no reason.

"You have a bad temper." Song Linzhi deliberately teased him, "Last night you obediently called me uncle, and today you treat me like a big or small one?"

It's okay if you don't mention it, but Yin Yu will be ashamed when you mention it, "Are you shameless?" Say such a thing at the gate!

Song Linzhi was thick-skinned and didn't care. He whispered into his ear: "Chouqiu only wants to call me uncle on the bed now?"

Now not only the face, but also Yin Yu's neck became pink and tender, making the faintly visible hickey on the neck extremely coquettish.

Song Linzhi's throat tightened, and he felt a little angry.

He put his arms around Yin Yu's waist and asked in a low voice, "Do you remember what day it is today?"

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