When he asked this, his dark eyes stared at her without blinking, and there were almost no traces of double eyelids on his half-drooping eyelids, just like the emotions he hid under his long eyelashes, which made people unable to grasp the emotion.

Lin Yinuo is not a vegetarian either, squinting his fox eyes slightly, full of sly smiles, "Since it's an exchange, then be sincere, don't expect me to be able to make friends with you if you don't come up with something decent." ”

Ming Zhuo quickly threw out an introduction, "I'm not the grandson of the Wen family. ”

Ignoring her questioning, he pretended to be hypocritical: "If you really want to know, you have to fill my stomach." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand to call a car, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Lin Yinuo taking out his mobile phone, and there were two words on the screen: Dad.

Lin Yinuo's expression was unknown, his thumb moved, he pressed the power button, and the ringtone was cut off but the phone was not cut off.

After getting in the car.

Lin Yinuo reacted, "What are you going to eat at your house?"

Mingzhuo said seriously: "Braised beef, sauerkraut old altar, mushroom stewed chicken, pickled pepper beef, which one do you want to eat?"

Lin Yinuo just wanted to roll his eyes to show his attitude, but he didn't want to raise his eyes and look at the driver from the rearview mirror, the latter did not shy away from it, and said with a smile: "It's nothing for children to fall in love, it's not safe to go home so late, I heard that Haicheng has recently had two murders, but it's terrible." ”

The two in the back row looked at each other tacitly, and then Lin Yinuo blinked and said, "Uncle, the murder in Haicheng has nothing to do with falling in love." ”

Uncle had to wave his hand when he was driving, "As soon as I heard it, I knew that you children definitely didn't watch the news, and they all reported it, saying that the murders over there in Haicheng were all related to children, and I heard that the murderer was cruel, and he forcibly drained the blood all over his body, hiss~ Anyway, next time you should go home early." ”

Saying that, the uncle glanced at Mingzhuo from the rearview mirror, "The young man is personable, don't think about things that shouldn't be thought about all day long." ”

Mingzhuo, who was lying on the gun inexplicably, was just about to speak, and the driver said another sentence that made him completely blackface, "Be young and modest." ”

"Poof. ”

Lin Yinuo couldn't hold back his laughter.

Mingzhuo's eyes swept over faintly, and the old man with a handsome face couldn't wait to hang a 'I'm very unhappy' banner.

Lin Yinuo was still waiting for the 'shocking secret', and when he saw it, he stopped laughing, and he wanted to say 'stop laughing' with a strong desire to survive, but who knew that it would be done, "Don't go to the hotel next time." ”

Gan.

Just thought that the back of the car was a chain hotel, no wonder the driver misunderstood, next time don't go to the hotel to take a taxi, I didn't expect the exit to become' next time don't go to the hotel'.

Okay.

It was nothing, but now there is something.

Lin Yinuo moved to the window without a trace in the driver's laughter, she was thick-skinned and didn't care about anything, but this didn't mean that Mingzhuo didn't care, and his face turned white, and he still had thirty-six plans for a while.

In fact, Mingzhuo was not angry, but he just subconsciously wanted to reply, 'Okay, I'll be at home in the future, Auntie goes to bed early anyway', but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again.

He was afraid of insulting her reputation.

A toss can be regarded as smoothing out his anger.

**

"What are you running?" Mingzhuo was tall and long-legged, and he took her back collar in three steps and two steps, and said slowly: "Ruined my reputation, don't you want to be irresponsible?"

Lin Yinuo choked up, looked sideways at his smooth side face, and said logically: "There is nothing substantial happening, why am I responsible?"

Mingzhuo: "......"

There is such a living ancestor who can't drive a car and can't talk heavily, even if he has a basket of words, he can only swallow it, and it is better to choke to death than to be angry to death by her next sentence.

Let go and pointed to a lighted villa not far away, "That's the Wen family." ”

Lin Yinuo only turned the page on this matter, and looked up busily.

In the end, it was a family that was once wealthy, even if it is now down, the place where they live is better than the Xu family.

Chenyuan is the villa area in Pingcheng second only to Bishui Tingyuan, although it is not located in the city center, but it is not easy to occupy a huge place in the famous rich circle in the eastern district.

**

When he arrived at the gate of the small courtyard, Mingzhuo opened the door and said, "Do you know how to cook?"

Lin Yinuo has a good memory, "Braised beef, sauerkraut old jar, stewed chicken with mushrooms, pickled pepper beef, which one do you want to eat?"

The door opened, and Mingzhuo didn't reply: "I'm sorry, my family doesn't have such unhealthy things." ”

Lin Yinuo's face did not change and said: "I want to sue you for cheating minors in the taxi." ”

Slowly swaying through the small garden in the front yard, stepping up three flights of steps, Mingzhuo was lazily leaning against the half-open door.

The light he had seen from a distance not long ago was shining above his head, and his white jade-like face was becoming more and more noble, like a prince who had come out of a comic.

Lin Yinuo's last step was half a beat slower, Mingzhuo's thin lips brought a three-point smile, and his tone was slow, "Child, a pack of instant noodles will go with someone, I'm afraid I haven't been weaned yet." ”

Lin Yinuo opened the door directly, and said without replying: "It's the same as if you have milk coaxing." ”

Mingzhuo: "......"

**

The decoration style of the Wen family is not the same as that of the Xu family, one is simple European style, fine and noble, and the other is modern and relaxed.

However, the biggest difference is not the decoration style, but the popularity of the Xu family, while the Wen family does not, it is clear and cold like a dead house.

When Mingzhuo came down from upstairs to get the materials, Lin Yinuo was standing in front of a painting with his arms crossed, looking at it seriously.

It is a painting from a long time ago, and it is said to be the first painting of the great painter Lin Mo when he became famous, "WL".

There is a lot of speculation about this title, some people say that it is a woman that Lin Mo loves but can't love, and some people say that it is a name given by God.

In short, there are too many good and bad speculations about this painting and about Lin Mo.

"Do you like Lin Mo?"

Mingzhuo didn't know when she came to Lin Yinuo's side, and suddenly spoke, thinking that she could scare her, but she turned around slowly, her eyes were misty, as if she had fallen into some memory.

In the midst of the lightning, Mingzhuo said tentatively: "Lin Mo can't be your father, right?"

Lin Yinuo didn't know when he came back to his senses, tilted his head and smiled: "Lin Mofeng, flow, success, sex, good name, do you want to be your father?"

A half-joking sentence, three points of ridicule, six points of sarcasm.

Mingzhuo turned around and put the things on the coffee table, quietly figuring out the anger hidden in her words, and after a while, he said loudly: "Have you thought of something delicious?"

Lin Yinuo threw himself into the sofa and said with a lack of interest: "Feel free." ”

Mingzhuo raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, "Why don't I fry that painting?" I don't think you like it." ”

Lin Yinuo snorted coldly, "You know that I don't like it and still expect me to eat it?

"If you want to eat, come to the refrigerator and have a look, so that you don't have to complain that my family is hungry and thin. ”

Mingzhuo turned around and walked directly to the kitchen, his back neat.

Lin Yinuo couldn't help but make a camera shape with his hand, squinted his eyes and froze, and finally dubbed "click".

Mingzhuo turned around when he heard the voice, and saw her half-dead crooked on the sofa, but her hands were stubbornly raised high, and she couldn't help but raise her lips and smile, a little yuppie and a little doting, "Lin Da photographer, there is that childish time, and the dishes are ordered." ”

"Oh, when have you ever seen a child who hasn't been weaned order his own food?" Lin Yinuo was really too lazy to move, so he simply played tricks.

Mingzhuo paused, and replied without changing his face, "Children who have not been weaned know that they are looking for milk to eat, did you accidentally put the placenta in your brain? Hurry up." ”