love blind spot

Lin Zhuo cooked the noodles and served them on the table. Each person got a bowl of noodles and an egg.

Lu Qingyu bent down and patted Qi Jin, "The noodles are cooked, let's get up and eat."

With a pale face, Qi Jin said hoarsely, "I don't want to eat..."

Lin Zhuo came over, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

He wanted to say something more, but seeing Qi Jin's face, he still couldn't say it.

Lin Zhuo brought a bowl of noodles and put it on the coffee table in the living room, "You can eat here."

Qi Jin lay on the sofa and didn't respond.

Lin Zhuo took a deep breath and said to Lu Qingyu, "You let him eat."

Lu Qingyu stared at Qi Jin expressionlessly for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up.

"Hiss..." Qi Jin couldn't help moaning.

Lu Qingyu took the chopsticks from Lin Zhuo's hands and stuffed them into his hands, and said coldly, "Eat."

She probably felt that Qi Jin looked too weak, so Lu Qingyu added as gently as possible, "Eat it and it will be fine."

Qi Jin stared at the steaming noodles in front of him for a while, then reached out and picked one with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Lin Zhuo looked at Qi Jin calmly, "Okay, just eat it, you can eat one by one."

"Let's go, let's go eat too." Lin Zhuo said.

He looked at Qi Jin who was bent low, and took a pillow from the sofa and handed it to him, "The sofa is too high to sit on the floor."

Qi Jin took the pillow over, glanced at Lin Zhuo, then lowered his head to pick out the noodles.

The meal was relatively quiet, Qi Jin was alone in the living room, Lu Qingyu and Lin Zhuo were in the dining room.

Qi Jin sat on the pillow, ate the noodles bit by bit, and put aside the vegetables he didn't like in disgust.

While eating, he quietly listened to the occasional conversation between the other two.

"How about this egg? Is it your favorite kind?"

"It's been a little longer."

"Tsk, I don't know how to master it well, it's just luck."

"My egg seems to be your favorite, you can eat this."

"Ah."

……

"Is it bland? It seems a little bland when I eat it."

"It's just right for me, can you add some salt?"

"Ah."

……

"Paper."

"water."

……

"Finished?"

"Well, it's kind of hot."

"Me too."

"Then you put your hair up?"

"never mind."

……

Lin Zhuo picked up the bowl and went to the living room to watch Qi Jin, Qi Jin still had more than half of a bowl of noodles left, and the bottom of the noodles was lumpy, but he still ate at his leisure.

His face looked better, Lin Zhuo said, "When will you finish eating? I'll wash the dishes together."

"No need." Qi Jin said coldly.

Lin Zhuo still cleaned his and Lu Qingyu's dishes, then pulled Lu Qingyu and said to Qi Jin, "Let's go."

Qi Jin didn't even lift his head, as if he didn't hear.

Lin Zhuo touched Lu Qingyu, and Lu Qingyu said, "Let's go."

Qi Jin paused slightly with his hand holding the chopsticks, but still did not respond.

Lin Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and said while putting on his shoes, "You're ignoring me after a meal?"

Lu Qingyu put it on his back, "Let's go."

With a "bang", the door closed, leaving Qi Jin alone in the huge villa.

He put down his chopsticks, stood up slowly, and walked towards the kitchen with the noodle bowl in his hand. Qi Jin paused when he passed the restaurant, and stared at the seat where Lu Qingyu and Lin Zhuo had just sat for a while.

By coincidence, Qi Jin pulled out his chair and sat down, then ate the leftover noodles.

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After leaving Qi Jin's house, Lin Zhuo took Lu Qingyu's hand and walked towards the subway station.

Lu Qingyu was pulled by him for a while without saying a word, Lin Zhuo let go of his hand first, and he said with a smile: "I'm sweating..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingyu took his hand again.

Lin Zhuo froze for a moment, "It's not too dirty."

Lu Qingyu glanced at him with a faint smile in his eyes.

Lin Zhuo stared blankly at him, and after a while he cleared his throat and said, "Xiaoyu, although I have seen your face for more than ten years, I still... like it very much, it should be said that I not only like you The face is right."

"Then it's the same for me." Lu Qingyu said.

Lin Zhuo held him with his left hand, wiped his sweaty right hand on his trousers, and then changed his hand back.

Lu Qingyu watched his actions and thought it was funny and cute.

Lin Zhuo slowly inserted his five fingers into Lu Qingyu's, and the palms of the two of them pressed together, the back of their hands was a little cold from the wind, and their palms were hot.

Lu Qingyu's fingertips rubbed against Lin Zhuo's knuckles, "Little pig."

"Ok?"

"How did you find out?"

Lu Qingyu didn't say the whole thing, but Lin Zhuo understood what he was asking, and he thought for a while before saying, "It seems that I didn't know it... I like watching you very much, even more than before, and even stare at you I have been looking at the picture for a long time, and I still want to touch you, your face, your hair, your lips, I can't see that others like you, let alone share your thoughts with others..."

Lin Zhuo was embarrassed to talk about himself, he looked at Lu Qingyu, "It's too nasty, don't talk about it, it's almost like this anyway."

Lu Qingyu stopped and looked at him quietly.

Lin Zhuo couldn't help but took a step forward, and pressed his forehead against him, "What about you? How did you find out?"

Lu Qingyu looked down and landed on Lin Zhuo's lips, "I want to kiss you."

Lin Zhuo smiled, "Now?"

"I mean, I found myself wanting to kiss you, but..." Lu Qingyu paused, "I really want to kiss you now."

The few times they kissed before, they were all insipid. This time, Lin Zhuo leaned against the stop sign, put his arms around Lu Qingyu's waist, and kissed jerky and emotionally at the bus stop where there were no people around in the evening.

The evening wind blew up the ends of Lu Qingyu's hair, and a few strands of hair brushed the back of Lin Zhuo's hands, and Lin Zhuo tightened his grip on Lu Qingyu's back.

Lu Qingyu tilted his head and kissed Lin Zhuo's lips, and his voice was slightly hoarse when he spoke, "Your skills... are pretty good."

Lin Zhuo's hand went all the way up, touching his thin back, "Your skills are not bad... Am I the first person to know your skills?"

Lu Qingyu bit his lips lightly, leaving a tooth mark, "Nonsense, what do you think?"

Lin Zhuo smiled, stroked his long hair, and hugged him even tighter, "Xiaoyu, are you still nervous?"

The chests of the two of them were pressed tightly together, and the two hearts were beating at the same violent frequency in their respective bodies.

Lin Zhuo felt it, he smiled and said, "It seems to have answered for you."

Lu Qingyu was so nervous that his face was straight, expressionless, "Yeah."

Lin Zhuo raised his hand to touch his face, and rubbed the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, "It has betrayed you, so don't pretend."

Lu Qingyu hooked the corner of his mouth, grabbed his wrist and said, "I'm not pretending."

"Then you smile."

"I already laughed." Lu Qingyu said.

Lin Zhuo rubbed the tip of his nose against his, and whispered, "It doesn't count, just be happier."

Almost as soon as Lin Zhuo finished speaking, the smile on the corner of Lu Qingyu's mouth widened. He couldn't help laughing lowly, and the tip of his nose slid down against the side of Lin Zhuo's bridge of the nose.

The distance between the tip of the nose between the two of them disappeared, and it became the distance of kissing again.

Lu Qingyu clasped the back of Lin Zhuo's neck, and Lin Zhuo kissed the corner of his mouth that was still smiling.



How could it be possible not to kiss enough, this is coming~