After being raised by the overlord as a lover

Lu Jingmo wondered what surprise he had prepared at the time, and stayed in the bathroom for a while before coming out, wearing neat home clothes.

Just as soon as he opened the door, he saw Du Pei wearing a red pajamas with white borders.

"Did you take this set of pajamas by mistake?" Du Pei was busy tying the belt with his hands behind his back, and when he saw him coming out, he took a few steps towards this side.

"And the pants are kind of weird too."

The inside seam turned out to be a zipper?

Although Du Pei had a lot of experience, but at most it was a skirt that opened up to the thighs. He had never seen these patterns, and he failed to tie the straps at the back several times, so he simply asked Lu Jingmo to help him.

"Just tie it up."

The clothes are good clothes, but the design is too unreasonable. The back of the jacket is not a zipper but a belt, so I need help.

Lu Jingmo was prepared. Under the light, when he first saw the snow-white area and the curve that spread to the bottom, his eyes still shrank.

He tied it up casually, and sat down with the little curly hair, "Dry your hair first, be careful not to catch a cold."

Du Pei pulled the short fluffy edge of the pajamas sleeve with his fingers, looked up at him, and was turned around by Lu Jingmo's palm gently.

Why are you still blowing your hair at this time, Du Pei thought, and then looked at Lu Jingmo's ankle-length home pants. He had never seen Lu Jingmo so reserved before. Could it be that he knew his plan?

He was beating drums in his heart, just thinking about the experience Fu Yue had communicated with him, so he decided to try it out.

When the sound of the hair dryer dissipated, Du Pei immediately reached out and hugged Lu Jingmo's waist, with a bright smile on his face, "Honey, shall we sleep together tonight?"

Lu Jingmo stroked the side of his neck with his fingers, his eyes were heavy, and when Du Pei urged him again, he replied in a low voice, "En."

The two walked towards the bed tacitly, and Lu Jingmo conveniently put on the collar on the table beside him.

It is also red, with two circles of white fluff up and down, and a bell in the middle, which looks very festive.

Du Pei didn't really want to bring this thing, but he just pressed his fingers on the pillow and let Lu Jingmo move again. After all, before turning over, he still had to follow Lu Jingmo, so that it wouldn't be too miserable in the end.

He kept Fu Yue's words in mind, and obediently kissed Lu Jingmo.

Lu Jingmo was suspicious, but Du Pei took the initiative to deliver it to his door, so he naturally had no reason to miss it. He pressed Du Pei and kissed him, with a touch of eagerness in his movements.

……

Du Pei has been planning for the right time to take out his deadly magic weapon, but as soon as he touched the pillow, Lu Jingmo sensed his intention and touched it out one step ahead of him.

"Lubricant? Huh?" Lu Jingmo looked at the meaning above, gave a low laugh, and kissed the corner of his lips, "Don't worry."

Du Pei was stuck in the gentle village, when he saw Lu Jingmo opened the bottle with one hand, he remembered his plan, "No..."

"It's late, baby." Naturally, Lu Jingmo would not let him succeed, bit his lower lip lightly, and called the little curly hair back.

The sound of the bell rang for a long time, but Du Pei couldn't take it anymore, but he responded to what Lu Jingmo said, but he didn't move at all, and even if he wanted to hit someone, he couldn't use his actions, so he had to remember secretly hatred.

Seeing Lu Jingmo pinching his hand and wanting to come again, Du Pei turned his head quickly, and yelled at him through gritted teeth, "Uncle, don't do this."

The voice was a little weaker than usual, and a little sweeter.

Seeing Lu Jingmo's movements froze, Du Pei was overjoyed, as long as he dodged this time, he would definitely...

The smile on the corner of his mouth has not yet fallen back, and he still couldn't believe it when he spoke, "Don't you like me calling you uncle? Dad?"

"Matter of principle?"

Lu Jingmo buried his head in his work, and answered him in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

Du Pei gritted his chin angrily and ground his teeth, this principle turned out to be fucking inverse.

……

When Du Pei woke up the next day, he still felt as if he had passed away.

He looked at the sun outside, touched his butt, moved his body with difficulty, and planned to run away while Lu Jingmo was away.

After getting out of bed and taking a few steps, Du Pei held the cabinet out with weak legs, and when he went out, he smelled the burnt smell, and became even angrier.

"Baby? Why did you come out?" Lu Jingmo saw him at a glance, put down the things in his hand and walked over, "You sleep a little longer, the porridge is ready to drink."

"Really?" Du Pei's face was black, and he didn't give him half a look. "I'm afraid the kitchen will burn down if I sleep again."

Lu Jingmo looked a little embarrassed, he supported Du Pei, and explained in a low voice, "I haven't done it recently, I'm rusty."

"Can you do it?" Du Pei was about to go to his room, but he went straight to the kitchen when he heard this, "You've been burned several times."

He glanced at Lu Jingmo in disgust, took something in his hand, and moved it slowly towards the cutting board.

Lu Jingmo looked at him carefully from the side, helping him from time to time, but Du Pei stared at him, so he couldn't speak.

After the ingredients were put into the pot one after another, Du Pei glanced at the time, "Just wait another half an hour."

After he finished speaking, he blinked his eyes again, as if he planned to ignore Lu Jingmo just now.

Du Pei glanced at the shredded chicken porridge he had just stewed, full of resentment towards Lu Jingmo, "Can't you be more honest last night?"

Then he must get up early, cook porridge, and give him what Lu Jingmo wants to eat.

"I'll make up my mind next time." Lu Jingmo carried him towards the living room, and helped Du Pei rub his waist.

Du Pei raised his eyebrows slightly and hummed softly, "There will be no next time."

Lu Jingmo remained silent.

Du Pei sat next to him and kicked his feet again, "You make me very dissatisfied, so..."

The second half of Du Pei's words disappeared between his lips and tongue. Lu Jingmo pressed his waist with one hand and dragged his head with the other, and kissed him extremely long.

When he was let go, Du Pei was still panting and his heart was about to jump out. He stumbled and continued, "I won't allow you to do this."

"Are you really dissatisfied?" Lu Jingmo moved his hand from top to bottom, and bit his ear in a low voice.

Du Pei squeezed his hand, but it wasn't particularly difficult to accept. He squinted his eyes, then looked at Lu Jingmo again, "It's just dissatisfaction."

"Why do you think you are doing well? Because someone else praised you?"

There was a hint of threat in his tone, Lu Jingmo looked at his red and swollen eyes, and said helplessly, "No."

"Hmph." Du Pei ignored him.

After eating the porridge I cooked, I felt a little more strength in my body.

Du Pei sat on the sofa and rubbed his stomach, then turned his head to look at Lu Jingmo who was cleaning up the restaurant. Apart from a sore waist and weak legs, there seemed to be no major problems?

Even though he was thinking so, when Lu Jingmo came over, the corners of his lips were drooping, his face full of unhappiness.

Lu Jingmo didn't expect that the little curly hair could figure it out by himself in such a day and a half. He pulled up the one who was lying down and playing games, and sat down next to Du Pei.

"It hurts the eyes."

"You don't even think about who the culprit is?" Du Pei muttered, before looking up after the round.

Lu Jingmo had already pulled out a tablet stand and put his computer on it. Seeing that Du Pei was full of anger, he raised his hand and pulled him into his arms. With his left hand around Du Pei, he lowered his head and asked, " how about this?"

Lu Jingmo leaned against a corner of the sofa, and Du Pei leaned on his chest, which was a little taller than before.

"Isn't this the same as before?" Du Pei denied it, rolled his eyelids and glared at him, then looked at his tablet again.

His lips moved slightly, and he found a more comfortable position to nestle in. Lu Jingmo really became more and more sticky, so he could bear it.

Short-tailed Rabbit was busy moving today, and the future teammates who played games with him started chatting.

"Coach Cai said he planned to let us try in April."

Du Pei looked blank, "When did you say that?"

"We were in the group this morning," Jin Hu said casually, "Didn't you watch it? Che Ming will come over to guide us tomorrow."

Just as Du Pei was about to speak, a peach was stuffed in his mouth, and he was biting, "Why do you want the car to come?"

"Because he is good at playing games." Jin Hu said sincerely, "Last time, most of their team was besieged and wiped out in the last game. He just pulled the whole team to No.2 by himself."

"That's it." Du Pei said casually, not intending to answer.

Lu Jingmo pinched his waist again. Du Pei was still staring at the screen, and tilted his head slightly. He didn't eat the peach, but was kissed by Lu Jingmo.

"Why are you kissing me?" After Du Pei finished speaking, he remembered that he was on the outside, and he pushed his elbow against Lu Jingmo's abdomen, "I'm playing a game."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the tablet again, and Jin Hu was still whistling the car, Du Pei listened to a few words, and then suddenly realized, he quickly raised his eyes to look at Lu Jingmo, then snorted softly, interrupted Jinhu's voice was heard.

"Okay, it has nothing to do with us if he is great."

"No, if we get good grades, we might be able to train with the first team. Even if we can't, there are plenty of opportunities to meet each other on the same floor."

Du Pei was gently pinched by Lu Jingmo again, but he didn't move, and saw Lu Jingmo stretch out his hand to shield Jin Hu's wheat.

Du Pei was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, he untied Jin Hu, and said, "He's not the only one who is good at playing games."

After finishing speaking, he took advantage of the end of this round, turned off his microphone, raised his head and kissed Lu Jingmo's chin, "Okay, I told you that I like you the most."

"I'm still angry now. If you disturb me playing games again, I will ignore you."

Lu Jingmo was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Is there a next time?"

"To shut up!"

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