Lost Continent

As soon as Lin hadn't reached the door, Fu Feng stepped in. When the second child met him, he acted like a mouse seeing a cat, with his tail between his legs and pretended to be dead. His reaction was quick and proficient, obviously not the first time.

"..." Lin Yi held down his right hand with his left hand, fearing that he would get angry and would slap him if he didn't pay attention.

Seeing that Fufeng's breath was very cold, and he seemed to be about to do something, the second child rolled into the blanket, obviously very disturbed, Lin Yi rushed over and hugged him, "The child is still young, violence is not good." He said while going out pull.

The little boy on the bed rolled his eyes cleverly, and grinned at the twin brother on the other bed. This expression appeared on the face of a child who was less than one year old. He is proudly showing off his achievements.

Lin Yi didn't know that his two sons were "eye-eyed" in the room, their faces were dark, and he suddenly had a stomachache in the morning, so he hurriedly put on their clothes, which must have been reversed at that time.

The frustration of being a biological father came out with a cold, Lin Yi sighed in his heart, the son came out of his stomach, but he couldn't tell the difference, he looked at Fu Feng who was cutting his hair, "How do you tell the difference?" of?"

Probably because he thought the question was inexplicable, Fu Feng cast a look at the idiot, but it was not obvious, "They are different."

"...What's the difference?" Lin Yi scratched his face in distress, he observed for a long time, they were clearly the same, even the legs he kicked while asleep were on the same side.

Fu Feng touched Lin Yi's eyes, lowered his head and kissed, "The things here."

Lin Yi frowned, and raised his head to let him kiss, his mental thoughts drifted away, except that the two boys inherited Fu Feng's long and curled eyelashes, and their dark eyeballs, they really didn't pay much attention to the rest.

The morning sunlight was not strong, but very gentle, and the room was warmed by the light. When Lin Yi brought a new bowl of porridge in, the two brothers on the bed moved their ears.

Putting down the bowl in his hand, Lin picked them up and changed the nest, took off the small clothes and put them on, and covered them with a small blanket. This time, he paid special attention to looking for the difference. When I looked at him, my eyes were shining brightly, and I couldn't figure out what was going on, but the boss was straight-faced, pure and straightforward, and a little... dumb.

A small amount of fish meat was put in the porridge. Lin Yi scooped up a little bit with a small spoon and blew it on his mouth. After testing the temperature with his tongue, he sent it to the mouth of his eldest son who was quietly watching him. His eyelashes blinked, the blackness was so deep that it could suck people in. In fact, the eldest child was more like Fu Feng, and the second child who suffered from chuunier disease was more like himself.

Lin Yi's head hurts, "Dabao?"

The boss seemed to have finally come to his senses, he opened his mouth obediently, and as soon as Lin gave him a bite, he ate it all, without taking his eyes off Lin Yi.

After feeding the boss, Lin Yi went to feed the one next to him who was kicking his feet indiscriminately, wiped the drool from his cheeks with his hand, and did not forget to pinch his soft and tender face, "Look at how good your brother is."

The second child babbled and babbled, refused to eat a little bit, and played with Lin Yi's loose hair.

Lin Yi pinched his little nose, pretending to have a serious expression, "Er Bao, I don't like bad children." He just believed that this child could understand what he meant, so he was inexplicably sure.

Seeing the youngest son pouted and silent, Lin straightened up and was about to leave, but his sleeves were pulled. He looked sideways, and the younger son's face was covered with tears, crying silently right under his nose. Twitching, mouth pursed, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned, and stubborn.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, his son's high IQ should have nothing to do with him, the problem lies with Fu Feng.

When Lin told his son about this to another father, the other father didn't even twitch his brows, he wasn't proud or surprised, it seemed to be a very normal thing.

"Aren't you surprised?" Lin Yi held Fu Feng's face, making him look at him, "Look at Harley's youngest son, and then look at our son, don't you think it's too different?"

Fu Feng chuckled, "Lin, because you are smart."

"Yes... yes" Lin Yi blushed, and changed the "really?"

Now the shaman in the clan is great, and he can predict the weather changes, but before he notified, a stronger person already knew that the rainy season would come.

Lin Yi was busy preparing fodder for Dahei and his wife, and Fu Feng fixed the shed, where a flock of chickens and ducks were raised, flopping and drinking water. Seeing him walking in, they all flapped their wings and ran around.

After a busy day, Lin fell asleep on the bed.

In the night, there was lightning and thunder, a bolt of lightning struck, and the room was lit with white light. Lin Yi, who had been sleeping deeply, opened his eyes suddenly. He patted the arms of the people around him, "Is your son crying?"

Before Fu Feng could open his mouth, Lin Yi got out of bed in a panic due to the sound of crying, and stumbling out of the room.

Fu Feng sighed softly, he had heard the crying a long time ago, the reason why he didn't care about it was because in his opinion, a man can't even be afraid of thunder.

The second child kept howling, and when Lin Yi ran over, he hiccupped crying, his paws clutching the blanket tightly, the day-like light passed through the wooden window, and there was a bang outside, he trembled in fright .

Lin hugged him in his arms, kissed his face and forehead distressedly, and said softly over and over again, "Er Bao won't cry."

But the boss is not afraid at all, the blanket on his body is still the same as Lin Yi put it on before he left, it can be seen that he didn't move at all, this is Lin Yi's inheritance.

The eldest could not be placed alone in the small room, so Lin Yi simply hugged him over together, so there were two more meat buns on the bed, and a certain man became jealous again.

Probably because he was frightened, the second child was very docile, with his wet face pressed against Lin Yi's arm, his hands clutching his feet, and he curled up into a ball.

There is a thunder and the ball shakes.

Lin was worried that sleeping would press him down, so he simply put him on his chest and held his buttocks with one hand to prevent him from falling.

There was thunder outside, and a white light flashed in from time to time, the second child didn't show his teeth and claws at all, his small face was buried in Lin Yi's chest, his eyes were closed tightly, like a coward.

Lin hugged the youngest son even tighter, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

What responded to him was a wet thing, very soft, the corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched, the youngest son was actually kissing him, how fresh, he was really stunned by lightning.

Lin Yi patted the second child on the back, indicating that he was almost ready, and suddenly remembered something, "Fu Feng, you are not allowed to throw them out while I am asleep."

"Don't throw it away." His voice was a little heavy in the darkness, Fu Feng pulled the leather blanket on the cover, and he threw it directly.

The arm was itchy, Lin Yi touched it, touched a little soft hair, he realized that the boss had rubbed against him at some point, he was dazed, even breathing very lightly.

So the second child lay on Lin Yi's body, the eldest child nestled in his arms, and a certain big witch lay alone all night.

In the morning, Lin Yi was woken up by being crushed. The eldest and second child were gone. He was trapped between the bed and his warm chest. His masculine breath kept rushing into his nose. His mind was dizzy for a moment. The hands touching his waist rested on his buttocks and kept squeezing, and he was completely awake.

Fu Feng's voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of laziness in the morning, full of desire that was almost uncontrollable, and the hand holding his hip slipped into the gap, "Lin doesn't want me?"

"Think...well..." Lin Yi shuddered, unconsciously catering to the person on his body, the next moment he grabbed the other person's shoulders, "Dabao and Erbao...um..."

It was not the right time to mention it suddenly, and it directly angered a certain man. The kiss that deepened instantly and the foreign objects that kept squeezing and pressing in his body made Lin Yi unable to think about anything else, and the two tossed and turned on the bed for a while before getting up.

Ever since he knew that the second child was afraid of thunder, Lin Yi grabbed his little tail and took it out whenever he got sick, which almost became a kind of entertainment before meals.

He said that he would hit anyone who disobeyed him, but actually he didn't move his hands a few times, and it was very light. Lin Yi loved his two sons very much. Stones, log piers, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, all the thoughts and energy were put on them, the doting in their eyes couldn't be concealed, even the villagers shook their heads and glanced at them sympathetically, no matter how calm and indifferent they pretended to be. The resentful man who couldn't hide his incompatibility, although he didn't know why, felt a little funny, but no one dared to laugh, so he could only hold back.

"Lin, I think Wu is quite pitiful." Lin Yi, who was full of Ayou's words, went to the vegetable field to find Fu Feng with guilt, and leaned over to help pick the red fruits, "I know that I will treat you well after I have a son." Snubbed, I just wanted to give them your share."

Fu Feng wiped off the dirt on Lin Yi's hand, "Go back."

Lin Yi didn't move, and while observing the expression on the other party's face, he smiled and said, "I belong to you alone at night."

After a brief silence, Fu Feng raised his eyes, and spoke slowly, with a hint of grievance, "You were mine alone during the day before."

"..." Lin Yi held Fu Feng's face in shock, and jokingly said, "My son's father, have you been dropped?"

"They rely too much on you." Fu Feng's forehead twitched, and after a while, he sighed softly, "It's not a good thing."

Lin Yi choked and couldn't find a reason to refute for a moment. It's better for children to be independent, especially boys, but they can't even speak. How can they be independent? !

The couple squatted in the vegetable field for a long communication, the sun rolled from the middle to the west, and the final result was to resume the high-stakes life that sometimes happened twice and sometimes thrice.

Afterwards, Lin Yi subconsciously cultivated his son's independence, such as asking them to try to hold a small spoon when eating, and resolutely not to twist when learning to walk. He knew that he was not an ordinary child, and the feeding method should also be adjusted.

The strange thing is that the three fathers and sons have a common problem, they are all particularly obsessed with kissing the forehead, although Lin Yi doesn't understand the reason at all...

The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the staggered branches, casting mottled and swaying shadows on the ground, and the breeze blows by, blowing a faint fragrance of wild chrysanthemums.

Lin Yi sat under the tree and flipped through his notebook. There were scented tea and wild fruits on the stones in his hand. The pattern was arranged again, and the old second-hand was holding a twig in his hand, pruning and fattening the leaves endlessly, making excited sounds from time to time.

Taking two fruits and biting the skin, Lin Yi pressed his temples, put down his notebook and pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned against the tree and yawned, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier...

The two brothers held the fruit to suck the juice inside, tilted their heads to look at each other, and threw away the fruit to hug Lin Yi's leg who had already fallen asleep, each occupying one side, with happy smiles on their faces at the same time. Just fell asleep with a halazi.

Fu Feng, who came back from the outside, saw the scene under the tree, and unconsciously lightened his footsteps, bent down to carry the two young ones into the house, and then went back to hug the big one.

Probably because this embrace is too familiar, Lin Yi woke up as soon as he touched it, his voice was thick nasal, his mind was still a little confused, he grabbed Fu Feng's arm and looked back, "Where is Dabao and Erbao?"

"I've carried it back." Walking unhurriedly, Fu Feng looked down at the person in his arms from the corners of his eyes, and gradually, a smile appeared in his eyes, "Lin, I promise to accompany you to see the outside world, soon It can be done.”

Lin's eyes showed yearning, he put his arms around Fu Feng's neck, rubbed the tip of his nose, and smiled a little silly, "Not everyone is suitable for growing old...fortunately, we are suitable." The last few words are light It was inaudible, and then turned into a vague groan.