At noon, Lin Zhao ate at Qin Muyang's house. He was surprised to find that most of the dishes on the table were his favorite dishes, and he didn't know if it was Qin Muyang's special explanation or just a coincidence.

After all, it was someone else's house, and Lin Zhao was not very open. Faced with a large table of his favorite dishes, he could only swallow silently.

"Come, Xiaolin-san, you're welcome." Lu Wanqing gave Lin Zhao a chopstick dish, and said with a kind smile, "Mu Yang said that you like to eat shrimp, so eat more if you like." ”

Lin Zhao glanced at Qin Muyang in surprise, and then smiled at Lu Wanqing: "Thank you, Auntie." ”

"Say thank you." Lu Wanqing looked at Lin Zhao with kind eyes, "You don't have to be polite in our house, just feel casual, just like in your own home." You are a good friend of Mu Yang, that is, half of the son of the aunt. Let go, ah. ”

Lu Wanqing's words flattered Lin Zhao, and he nodded again and again: "Well, Auntie, you can eat too." ”

Under Lu Wanqing's warm greeting, although Lin Zhao kept reminding him to pay attention to his image, he still ate three bowls of rice in the end.

He rubbed his stomach slightly, and followed Qin Muyang upstairs under Lu Wanqing's loving gaze.

It wasn't until Lu Wanqing couldn't see that Qin Muyang whispered, "My mother is like that, don't you mind." ”

"How so? I think Auntie is very good. ”

Qin Muyang only thought that Lin Zhao was being polite, but he didn't know that Lin Zhao was telling the truth. In Lin Zhao's imagination, his mother should be like Lu Wanqing. Gentle and considerate, amiable, it may be a little verbose, but it is very heartwarming.

Neither as flamboyant as his biological mother, nor as vitriolic as his stepmother.

He was too full to read, so Qin Muyang let Lin Zhao sleep for a while.

Lin Zhao looked at his neatly made bed and swallowed: "What about you?" ”

Qin Muyang paused for a moment and shook his head: "I'm not sleepy. ”

Lin Zhao suddenly felt a little disappointed. But when he saw the plain bed, his mood quickly improved again. Being able to sleep on Qin Muyang's bed is a rare benefit for a thousand years, and he is content.

Lin Zhao went to bed with an almost pious heart, he sniffed the smell of Qin Muyang on the quilt, and he was so happy that he was about to fly.

Qin Muyang was playing with the computer in front of the desk, and Lin Zhao didn't feel sleepy, so he showed a pair of eyes to secretly observe him.

It is said that men who work hard are the most attractive, although Lin Zhao didn't know what Qin Muyang was doing, his attentive appearance still made his heart move.

The perfect side face, the attentive eyes, the occasional slightly pursed lips, and even the casual sitting posture all show the charm of this person.

Lin Zhaozheng was looking intently, and Qin Muyang suddenly glanced over here. Lin Zhao hurriedly closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling slightly because of his weak heart.

Lin Zhao closed his eyes and waited for a while, and found that there was no movement in the room, so he opened his eyes slightly and took a look. Qin Muyang was still looking at the computer in his previous posture, and he didn't seem to notice him at all.

Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and gently dragged the quilt up a little, covering most of his face.

In the lazy afternoon, there was only the sound of Qin Muyang tapping on the keyboard in the quiet room. Lin Zhao fell asleep while lying down, his eyes opened and closed, and finally fell asleep.

Qin Muyang's tapping on the keyboard stopped, and he turned his head to look at the head of the bed.

Most of Lin Zhao's face was sunk in the quilt, and Qin Muyang could only see the top of his black head. He stood up, walked to the side of the bed, and whispered "Lin Zhao".

The man lying on the bed was unresponsive, he was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Qin Muyang squatted down and carefully pulled the quilt down until Lin Zhao's face was all exposed. He stared intently at the familiar face, and touched it with his hand uncontrollably.

Eyebrows, eyes, and nose, Qin Muyang rubbed little by little, and finally his fingers stopped on his lips.

It may be because the noon dish is relatively spicy, Lin Zhao's lips show an unnatural red. Qin Muyang stared at that lip for a long time, lowered his head, and printed a light kiss.

When Lin Zhao opened his eyes, it was already slightly dark, he was startled, sat up in a hurry, and asked, "What time is it?" ”

Qin Muyang sat in front of the computer desk, looked at the time, and replied, "Three o'clock." ”

"It's only three o'clock ......" Lin Zhao leaned weakly on the bedside table, wanting to lie down and continue sleeping, "Why is it so dark outside?" ”

"It's going to rain." Qin Muyang turned off the computer, "You get up, wash your face and sober up, let's continue to review." ”

The sky was overcast, and from time to time there was a muffled thunder or two. Lin Zhao read the book seriously, but he was not affected in the slightest.

At six o'clock, the rain finally fell. The raindrops the size of beans hit the window, crackling, and making people irritated.

The rain became heavier, and after a while, it became a thread. Lin Zhao put down the book and looked out worriedly: "It's raining so hard. ”

Qin Muyang knew what he was thinking, and said, "You can sleep here tonight." ”

"But won't it be too bothering, I've been at your house for a day."

"Don't bother, we're going to continue tomorrow anyway."

Lin Zhao hesitated for a while, but finally his selfish desire overcame reason: "Okay." ”

Qin Muyang handed the mobile phone to Lin Zhao and asked him to call home and say it. Lin Zhao didn't want to fight, but when he met Qin Muyang's gaze, he still didn't say anything about refusal.

As Lin Zhao expected, it was Zheng Xiufen who answered the phone. He said that he would not go home tonight, and he said impatiently "I know" and hung up the phone.

Lin Zhao's face was a little ugly, he reluctantly smiled and returned the phone to Qin Muyang.

Since then, Lin Zhao has been a little out of state. Zheng Xiufen's impatient "I know" seemed to be planted in his mind, and he had to come out from time to time to find a sense of storage, mixed with the crackling rain, which disturbed him.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Lu Wanqing to call for dinner. Lin Zhao sighed, packed up the book, and followed Qin Muyang downstairs.

There was a man sitting at the dining table, and when Qin Muyang saw him, he called out to Dad.

Qin Haifeng sat there, not angry and arrogant. He said "um" as a promise, and then his eyes fell on Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao was nervous in his heart, and almost called his father. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and corrected it in time: "Hello uncle." ”

Lu Wanqing introduced on the side: "This is Mu Yang's classmate, Lin Zhao. Xiao Lin's grades were good, and he came over to tutor Mu Yang. ”

Qin Haifeng nodded, looking at his expression and seemed to be very satisfied: "Let's come over for dinner." ”

Lin Zhao ate this meal very depressed, although Qin Haifeng didn't say anything, just sat there expressionlessly, but he always felt that the other party was terrible.

Qin Haifeng can't be an underworld, right? Lin Zhao was taken aback by his thoughts, but he also felt that it was not impossible. The boss of the underworld who pretends to be an entrepreneur is not uncommon in novels.

Thinking like this, Lin Zhao was even more worried. Although Lu Wanqing kept warmly beckoning him to eat more, he only barely ate a bowl of rice.

The dinner was over, and it wasn't until he returned to Qin Muyang's room that Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just half past seven, and it's too early to go to bed at this point, and I can't read a book. Qin Muyang simply took the game controller, and the two of them started to play the game.

Just as he was having fun, Qin Muyang's mobile phone suddenly rang. He looked at the caller ID and handed the phone to Lin Zhao: "Your phone." ”

Lin Zhao guessed who was calling, he pressed the answer button and said "hey".

Lin Junguo's voice came from the phone: "Xiao Zhao? Is it Xiao Zhao? ”

Lin Zhao rubbed his nose and said in a muffled voice, "It's me." ”

"Why haven't you come back so late? Where are you now? ”

Lin Zhao said: "I'm in my classmate, and I'm not going back tonight." ”

"Oh, be careful, call me if you want to come back, and I'll pick you up."

Lin Zhao was a little impatient: "I know, I'll hang up if it's nothing." ”

Hanging up the phone, Lin Zhao looked at the time by the way, and he exclaimed: "It's actually ten o'clock!" How did time pass so quickly! ”

"Time flies relatively quickly when you play," Qin Muyang raised his handle, "Do you still want to play?" ”

After receiving a phone call from Lin Junguo, Lin Zhao was also in no mood: "Forget it, go to bed early." Wake up early tomorrow to read. ”

Qin Muyang brought Lin Zhao a new set of toiletries, and after Lin Zhao finished washing, he went to bed first.

As soon as he thought of sharing a bed with Qin Muyang for a while, his heart "pounded and beat extremely fast, and he didn't know whether he was nervous or excited."

Qin Muyang was still taking a bath, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear the sound of water falling. Lin Zhao imagined the scene in the bathroom, his face suddenly turned red, and at the same time, he felt a little dry.

The sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped, Lin Zhao rolled over and lay flat, and closed his eyes nervously.

Footsteps slowly approached, and the other side of the bed collapsed. Lin Zhao opened his eyes, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet: "Have you finished washing?" ”

Qin Muyang was wearing pajamas, and there was moisture on his body: "Did I disturb you?" ”

Lin Zhao shook his head: "I didn't fall asleep. ”

Qin Muyang lay down and turned off the light casually: "Sleep." ”

The room was dark, and Lin Zhao looked over to Qin Muyang, and could only see an arched outline. He regretted why this bed was not smaller, it was better to have a single bed like the school dormitory, so that he could sleep close to Qin Muyang.

Lin Zhao felt as if he was suffering from skin hunger, and every cell in his body was longing for Qin Muyang's contact. He wanted to lie in Qin Muyang's arms, his hands and feet were intertwined with him, and then he fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.

However, he only dared to think about this, in fact, he was lying motionless half a meter away from Qin Muyang, and he didn't even have the courage to move a centimeter over there.

Lin Zhao was a little discouraged, he and Qin Muyang were just friends, and no pair of friends in this world would sleep together.

For Lin Zhao, tonight is destined to be sleepless. He was ready to keep his eyes open until dawn, but he quickly fell asleep in his thoughts.

Qin Muyang listened to the sound of even and steady breathing next to him, supported his body with his hands, and slowly leaned over.

Lin Zhao's face was not clear in the dark, but Qin Muyang could imagine his expression when he was asleep. He smiled silently and leaned over to that lip......