Always be relatives with Zha Gong [Quick time travel]

Lin Heng looked at the red wound, his pupils constricted, and he froze in place with a sullen face, neither stepped forward nor spoke.

The red-hot white teeth bit her lower lip, and there were crystal clear teardrops in her eyes.

What to do, Xianggong is angry.

What should Zhuo Zhuo do.

Hong Zhuo opened his hand towards Lin Heng, and said softly and with a hint of grievance: "Sir, I want to hug you."

The little guy looked very pitiful, his wet eyes filled with tears, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.

Lin Heng was angry. From the time he wore it to this point, even if the fish was stolen by Tang Hui, he had never been so angry.

But when he was full of anger when he saw the little guy's aggrieved and pitiful appearance, his heart was so soft that he should have reprimanded him and couldn't say a lesson.

After all, it was the little guy who was going to get hurt, and it was for giving him a gift.

Lin Heng walked over.

Hong Zhuo hurriedly hugged him, fearing that he would regret leaving in the next second, she buried her little head in Lin Heng's chest, rubbing against her, so obediently.

Lin Heng sighed, there was really nothing he could do with this little guy.

Lin Heng squatted down and inspected his wound. The scales had been pulled out, revealing the red and tender flesh.

Even for Lin Heng, it must be unbearable pain to bear such an injury, let alone such a delicate little guy like Hong Zhuo.

I'm afraid that when I pulled it out, I didn't know how many tears shed because of the pain.

"Sister, it's fine, it will recover in a few days." The mermaid's self-healing ability is not weak. "Soon, my scales will grow back."

As he said that, the little guy raised his head proudly, wanting to be praised by Lin Heng.

"You."

Lin Heng flicked his smooth forehead with his fingers.

"Then just stay and rest, don't jump around anymore, you know?"

Hong Zhuo moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something else, he wanted to say that he could do it, but he was afraid that Lin Heng would get angry.

Hong Zhuotian is not afraid of the earth, but what he is afraid of is that his family member will be angry.

"Okay, Zhuo Zhuo understands." Hong Zhuo nodded with puffed cheeks, looking cute.

"Then Mr. Zhuo, do you like the gift from Zhuo Zhuo?"

"Well, I like it very much, but it's only this time. Don't do anything to hurt yourself in the future."

If he had to pull out a scale every year on his birthday, Lin Heng would never allow it.

Hong Zhuo nodded, obedient.

He hugged Lin Heng's arm, his gaze fell on the steaming surface of the table, shaking Lin Heng's arm.

"Sanggong, is that the noodles you made? Zhuo Zhuo is hungry." After drinking that bowl of fish soup and selling herself, Hong Zhuo has become a little foodie.

"Since you're hungry, come to eat?" He hugged Hong Zhuo horizontally, put it on the bench, and pushed the noodles in front of Hong Zhuo.

Hong Zhuo didn't eat, pouted her bright red mouth: "Xianggong also wants to eat together."

Knowing his temperament, Lin Heng took another bowl.

"Okay, let's eat."

"En." Hong Zhuo lowered his head and sniffed the next strip, a big smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and swallowed his saliva.

smell good.

He took a sip, then drank the noodle soup, the delicious taste swept over his taste buds, his eyes narrowed due to the redness.

"It's so fragrant and delicious."

Seeing the happy appearance of the little guy, Lin Heng also smiled, and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

Well, the noodles made by Yang Baihe are really delicious.

"Sanggong, I've decided that I want to eat noodles tonight."

Lin Heng: ...

Seeing that Lin Heng was in a dilemma and didn't respond, Hong Zhuo tilted his head to look at him, a little puzzled.

In the past, when he made a request, Xianggong would immediately agree.

But this will...

Not knowing what to think of, Hong Zhuo was a little flustered, put down his chopsticks, and didn't care about eating noodles.

Doing it well, pinching the corner of his clothes with his little hands: "Mister, Mr., did I eat too much, then, then I won't eat."

Lin Heng couldn't laugh or cry.

"With your little appetite, you still eat too much? I just want to say that I didn't make this noodle."

Hong Zhuo blinked his eyes.

Lin Heng told him about Yang Baihe's visit.

Hong Zhuo opened her round eyes wide and snorted heavily.

"It was actually given by that person, Zhuo Zhuo didn't want to eat it." He turned around with a firm attitude, his small appearance, puffed up, like a little hamster with its hair blown up.

It's so cute that I want to bully it.

"Zhuo Zhuo, I have no other relationship with her, just friends, and I will not take the initiative to contact her."

Lin Heng hugged the little guy from the front.

"Don't be angry, Mr. Xiang likes Zhuo Zhuo the most."

Hong Zhuo snorted, expressing her disbelief.

Lin Heng raised his eyebrows.

"It seems that Zhuo Zhuo doesn't believe it, it seems that Mr. Zhuo needs to convince Zhuo Zhuo."

For some reason, Hong Zhuo always felt that Lin Heng's words were a bit dangerous.

He raised his head and bumped into Lin Heng's deep and deep eyes, which seemed to have a burning heat, as if it was going to burn him.

Hong Zhuo instinctively shrank back and shrunk her head.

Lin Heng didn't care about eating noodles, Da Heng picked up Hong Zhuo and put her on the bed, then locked the doors and windows.

Hong Zhuo looked at the young man who was approaching him step by step, and swallowed his saliva.

After half a year of conditioning, the originally slender and malnourished boy had gotten rid of his original frailty.

At this time, he was still slender, but his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, his face was clear and handsome, his brows and eyes were faintly blurred like a painting, and his eyes were full of tenderness and love, which was enough to indulge Hong Zhuo in it.

Hong Zhuo grew up in the mermaid clan, and most mermaids are beautiful.

But from childhood to adulthood, only the young man in front of him made Hong Zhuo blush and heartbeat.

Hong Zhuo knew that this was the feeling of heartbeat.

"Mister, Mr. Xiang, what are you doing?" Hong Zhuo blinked her round eyes, which were full of innocence and doubts, like a piece of white paper, just one glance could arouse the evil in people's hearts, and she couldn't help it. Wanting to bully him, wantonly scribbled his own marks on the white paper.

Lin Heng leaned forward, one side of his lips curled up, with a hint of evil, he asked softly, "What does Zhuo Zhuo think Mr. Wang wants to do?"

The red and slender eyelashes blinked, and the lips moved, a little stuttering: "No, I don't know."

The corners of Lin Heng's lips twitched into a smile: "Then Xianggong told you, Xianggong is hungry and wants to eat."

Hong Zhuo blinked and pointed at the noodles with her little finger: "I'm hungry, eat noodles, Zhuo Zhuo is also hungry." So, let's eat noodles together.

As he said that, he was about to get up, but was pressed back by Lin Heng's big palm, leaned forward, and pressed his small body completely.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Lin Heng gently stroked the skin on the boy's face, it was white and pink, tender and smooth to the touch, as cool as jade.

"My husband is hungry, Zhuo Zhuo is hungry, so naturally I eat Zhuo Zhuo, Zhuo Zhuo eats me."

Hong Zhuo blinked his eyes, puzzled.

"Zhuo Zhuo, today is your husband-in-law's birthday, and I'm already an adult. So, it's time for us to fulfill our husband and wife obligations."

What is a conjugal obligation.

Before Hong Zhuo could react, Lin Heng had already bit his bright red lips.

Then, everything went smoothly.

By the time everything was over, it was already two hours later.

Hong Zhuo was paralyzed on the bed, unable to move at all.

Lin Heng reached out to touch him, but the little guy slapped him away.

The little guy's face was still flushed with blush, his lips were swollen, and his eyes were full of autumn water.

"Hmph, my husband is bad, bullying Zhuo Zhuo, I don't want to talk to you anymore." This voice was still soft and soft, but this time it was a little hoarse.

He turned around and did not look at Lin Heng, expressing his anger.

Under the quilt, he clenched his small fists, hum, my husband is bad, too bad, how could, how could he bully Zhuo Zhuo like that, although the back is very comfortable, but the front hurts.

For his own future welfare, Lin Heng quickly coaxed the little guy.

"Zhao Zhuo, don't be angry, my husband promises that I won't hurt you in the future."

With his back on his back, the little guy snorted but didn't speak.

"Really, I swear."

After a while, the little guy's hoarse milk voice came, expressing his anger: "Well, it can't be so long after that, just now Zhuo Zhuo said no, he was crying, and you don't listen to me, Mr.

Lin Heng touched his nose.

"Well, Zhuo Zhuo, let's change the request."

Red burning hair, turned around, red eyes, waiting for him angrily: "Master, don't you love burning?"

Lin Heng couldn't laugh or cry, it was because he loved her so much that he was unwilling to compromise.

Lin Heng rolled his eyes, and changed the subject: "Zhao Zhuo, you must be hungry. We haven't eaten the noodles yet. I'll warm up the noodles and make you something else. What do you want to eat?"

Hong Zhuo touched her belly under the quilt, it was flat.

He bit his lips: "Zhao Zhuo wants to eat fish, fish soup, braised fish, you want it."

"Okay, I'll do it all for you."

After touching the little guy's head, Lin Heng went to the kitchen to get busy.

The corners of her red lips raised, revealing two sweet dimples with joy.

Suddenly, the red face wrinkled, he always felt as if he had forgotten something, um, what did he forget?

But Hong Zhuo couldn't remember what to think.

Forget it, eating is important, nothing else is important.

Thinking of waiting to be able to eat noodles and fish, Hong Zhuo is in a good mood, humming and singing, unfamiliar notes, no lyrics, but the melody is unusually clear, coupled with Hong Zhuo's little milk voice, it is even more moving.

Lin Heng handled the fish in his hand, shook his head and smiled.

This little guy, with his simplicity, no wonder he could be sold with a bowl of fish soup, or he sold himself.

Fortunately, it was sold to him.

It was already half an hour after the delicious noodles, fish soup, braised fish, and rice were ready.

Considering that the little guy's legs were injured and his legs were still weak, Lin Heng hugged him and put him on his lap, picked out the fishbone, sandwiched noodles, and fed him mouthfuls.

Looking at the wound on his leg, Lin Heng secretly scolded himself as a beast, why didn't he control it at that time.

"Sir, I want braised fish."

"it is good."

The little guy sat on his lap, and at first he was a little shy and wanted to get down, but he was coaxed by Lin Heng and fed the food with his own hands, and he obeyed after a while.

"Is it tasty?"

"Delicious." The little guy ate his cheeks bulging, as cute as a little hamster.

"Sir, you eat too."

"it is good."

Lin Heng responded, rolled his eyes slightly, put the fish in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Come on, Zhuo Zhuo, open your mouth."

The little guy didn't think much, opened his mouth, Lin Heng took the opportunity to kiss him, and shared the fish together.

"Sir, you..."

The little guy's cheeks flushed, and he glared at Lin Heng coquettishly.