Self-cultivation of Huihuicao

Chu Yan took the AK47 and threw it aside, picked up Lin Mo and put him on the bed in the bedroom, took off his shoes, and took a closer look at the cat's paw.

Fortunately, it's just red, and there's nothing serious about it.Lord Jin resigned to his fate, found the medicine box, first wrapped his injured hand with a waterproof bandage, then took out safflower oil, poured some into his palm, pulled Lin Mo's foot and began to rub it.

Lin Mo didn't say a word, and let the gold master move, Chu Yan sighed, "Mo Mo, say something."

"En." Lin Mo responded, but stopped talking.

"Does it still hurt?"

Lin Mo shook his head, then apologized dryly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have messed with your things."

Seeing this appearance made Chu Yan feel distressed, bowed his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and then began to introduce the furnishings of the house, "The kitchen and dining room are on the first floor, the left hand room is the reception room, the second floor is the bedroom, and the one at the end of the corridor is the study room. There are a lot of books, and you can find what you want to read inside, upstairs is the audio-visual room and gym, the terrace on the top floor has not been cleaned up, you can decorate it however you like, and you will also be the owner of this house in the future." After a pause, he continued. Said, "Two M16s are placed in the cabinet at the entrance of the study, and there are matching ammunition in the lower compartment; you saw the room just now, it is an AK47; in this cabinet is a Tang knife; under the coffee table in the living room downstairs is a Stab the triangular army, play with whatever you like, and," Chu Yan opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a butterfly knife, "You take self-defense, this knife has been cut, don't hurt. "

Lin Mo didn't answer, Chu Yan was helpless, and continued to ask, "Is Tibet fun?"

"Ah."

"Where did you go to play?"

"Ah."

"Next time I'll take you there, okay?"

"President Chu, are you going to bed tonight?" Lin Mo suddenly raised his head and asked Chu Yan.

Lord Jin leaned over to touch Lin Mo's cheek, with his forehead against his forehead, "Do you want it?"

"I'm going to sleep if I don't go to bed."

Chu Yan paused, stroked Lin Mo's hair, "Rest early when you're tired."

Lin Mo let out a "hmm", rolled over and got out of bed, ready to go to the guest bedroom.Lord Jin stopped him, and carried Lin Mo back to the bed, "The guest bedroom is not cleaned up, you sleep here."

Lin Mo said stubbornly again, "I sleep in the study."

Chu Yan had no choice but to push him on the bed again, "You sleep in the master bedroom, I'll go to the study."

In the middle of the night, the study room was filled with smoke, and the desk was full of cigarette butts in an ashtray. Chu Yan irritably stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, picked up the phone and dialed out.

From the other end of the phone came the wailing of the young master of the Ren family: "Prince, what time is it! I have a meeting at eight o'clock tomorrow, why can't you find your family Lin Moxie if you have any fire?"

"Shao Jun, I seem to have screwed up..."

After listening to Chu Yan's description, Ren Shaojun looked up to the sky and sighed, "It's not bad if your wife didn't eunuch you, you all know that she is your wife, and you still insist on punishing him by means of Taoism, what's the matter? It’s fine if you’re submissive on the bed.”

Chu Yan was impatient, "Don't talk nonsense, what should I do if my daughter-in-law is cold and violent?"

"You're so hot and violent, okay! Let me say, you sleep in the study room for two days first, and you have to admit your mistakes. When your family Lin Mo's anger disappears, you can burn the study room and blow it up as you like, and then you will have an excuse." Back to the master bedroom."

So two nights later, when Lin Mo was hugging the quilt in a daze, there was a loud noise in the study room. Five minutes later, Chu Yan clutched his burned arm, knocked on the door of the master bedroom in disgrace, and explained expressionlessly: "The box of ammunition in the study exploded just now. Now there is no way to sleep in the study. I'll come back to sleep."

Lin Mo: "..."

Fuck, why are you still so calm after the explosion? !No, how many normal people would put ammunition at home?When you buy firecrackers during the holidays, you have to carefully put them away to prevent them from blowing up, okay? !It seems that this is not the point, there are too many slots, and I don’t know where to spit it out!

Since then, Lord Jin moved back to the master bedroom to settle down. Although it is only the floor, at least he can enjoy the treatment of Lin Mo changing his dressing every night.

The witty Mr. Jinzhu was injured on his right hand by the dagger, so he let the burn appear on his left arm. In front of the bathroom door, Chu Yan looked at his wound and said that it was better not to wash it.Lin Mo frowned, God knows what the Master Jin did when he went out during the day, and when he came back at night, he was covered in sweat, why did he keep putting himself on himself like this, can he bear it without washing?

Lin Mo searched around resignedly, "Do you have Vaseline at home?"

Chu Yan leaned over again, and put his arms around Lin Mo's waist ambiguously, "It's our house, there is no Vaseline, does KY want it?"

Lin Mosheng patted Lord Jinzhu's salty pig's hand away, took a roll of plastic wrap from the kitchen, wrapped Chu Yan's wound, and pushed the man into the bathroom, "I'll wash it for you."

The warm water in the bathroom sprayed down from the shower, Lin Mo didn't take off his clothes, the water soaked his white shirt, and the translucent cloth was tightly attached to his body, showing a beautiful spring scene.

Chu Yan saw that his throat was dry, and his lower body also reacted. He reached out and hugged Lin Mo who was buried in wiping his chest, and bit the ear of the man in his arms ambiguously. The forbidden place wrapped in the pants is explored.

Lin Mo raised his head indifferently, without a trace of lust in his eyes, and calmly asked Lord Jin, "Does President Chu want it?"

Chu Yan was a little frustrated by his appearance. Since that night, Lin Mo's attitude has been very indifferent, doing what a lover should do without overdoing it.

These days, Lin Mo is too lazy to leave the house. When Chu Yan comes home from get off work every day, he probably sees him huddled in the sofa in the living room watching TV or in a daze; .

Chu Yan accompanied Lin Mo to watch the movie and carried him out of the house, but no matter how coaxed he was, Lin Mo didn't even smile.

"Mo Mo, I brought you delicious food, do you like it?" The Lord Gold Master brought the pizza from a restaurant that Lin Mo had been thinking about for a long time before him.

Lin Mo took it, and thanked him indifferently: "Thank you, Mr. Chu." He casually put the pizza aside, and didn't touch a bite until it was cold.

"Mo Mo, can I take you out to play this weekend?" The patron teased Lin Mo with two botanical garden tickets.

Lin Mo nodded politely, "Thank you, Mr. Chu." Then he lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the PSP in his hand.

"Momo, do you like this?" The gold master took home a snow-white Samoyed with a silly smile on his face.

Lin Mo shrank back, "Thank you, Mr. Chu." It was only later that Chu Yan found out that Lin Mo was afraid of dogs, and that's right, kittens are afraid of dogs.

"Mo Mo, do you want tonight?" The gold master hugged Lin Mo in his arms and kissed.

Lin Mo asked indifferently: "Do you want Mr. Chu?" At the same time, he began to take off his clothes.

This is the case every time Chu Yan courts, Lin Mo's expression is always the same as this time, as if going to bed is just a task for him.

In the past, seeing him like this, Chu Yan lost interest, put Lin Mo on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and turned back to the study to sleep.

Maybe it's because the atmosphere is right today, even though Lin Mo is still expressionless, the temperament of Mr. Jin has not faded, Lin Mo, I will let you cry and beg me for you.

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When Lin Mo was carried out of the bathroom by the Lord Jin, his body was still convulsing slightly.Chu Yan put Lin Mo on the big bed in the bedroom, lay down face to face, wrapped his hands around his neck, looked at his still-lost eyes, and chuckled, "Do you want more?"

Hearing these words, Lin Mo trembled, the scene that just happened in the bathroom flashed before his eyes, Lin Mo buried himself in the pillow in shame, and shook his head vigorously.

Chu Yan kissed the side of the person next to the pillow, and looked at the time. At eight o'clock, they stayed in the bathroom for two full hours. Lin Mo limp on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep because of extreme exhaustion.

Lord Jin wrapped the naked Lin Mo in a blanket, and picked up the phone to order takeaway. The two of them didn't eat anything at night, and after intense exercise, Lin Mo's physical strength was almost unbearable.

After thinking for a while, he put down the phone again, looked at Lin Mo who was sleeping soundly, and Mr. Jin left the bedroom lightly.

It was past eleven o'clock when Lin Mo woke up again, to be precise, he was woken up by starvation.Although the body has been cleaned, there is still a dull pain in the unspeakable part of the back, and he sat up with his limp body, ready to get out of bed and look for food.

"Mo Mo, come and eat." Chu Yan's voice sounded, and Lin Mo's body froze.

Lord Jin, who had been sitting by the bed, wrapped Lin Mo in his arms, took a white porcelain bowl from the bedside and stuffed it into Lin Mo's hand, "Taste it."

Lin Mo looked at the pale yellow unidentified solid with greenish edges in the bowl, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "What is this?"

"Egg custard." Chu Yan scooped up a spoonful and put it near Lin Mo's mouth, "Open your mouth."

Lin Mo opened his mouth in a daze, and watched a spoonful of dark food being put into his mouth. At that moment, Lin Mo finally understood what it means to swallow needles.If it's unpalatable, it's unpalatable. What is this?Lin Mo spit out a piece of egg shell from his mouth, and looked at Lord Jin with questioning eyes.

Chu Yan calmly took the eggshell and threw it into the trash can, asking in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

Lin Mo tactfully suggested: "Next time, you can order a takeaway instead."

Chu Yan's face turned dark, and he scooped up another spoonful and stuffed it into Lin Mo's mouth, "Eat it if it doesn't taste good."

After eating a bowl of so-called "egg custard" with tears in his eyes, Lin Mo felt that there was nothing to love about, so he turned his head and prepared to go back to sleep, when the Lord Master Jin suddenly said: "When you were resting just now, the director of your crew called and asked You go to make up some shots tomorrow."

In fact, the phone call Chu Yan received was like this...

Lord Jin took out a few eggs from the refrigerator, took a pad to look up the method of making egg custard, and broke up the eggs first. How do you break up such a whole egg?

Chu Yan was worrying about the whole egg, when Lin Mo's cell phone left in the living room rang suddenly, Chu Yan picked it up and saw that the caller ID was "unreliable director".

Chu Yan: "..."

After picking up the phone, a middle-aged uncle's voice sounded: "Xiao Lin, do you have time tomorrow? There are a few shots to be re-shot, and it's urgent."

Chu Yan: "Well, he is sleeping now, I will tell him."

The director was surprised, "Who are you?"

"He loves."

The director was even more surprised, "Isn't his lover Qi Ce?!"

Chu Yan: "Huh?"

The director who realized that he said something wrong hurriedly shouted, "Haha, no, I mean that the lover in Xiaolin's play is Qi Ce, um, that's it, please tell him, see you at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, goodbye." Said After hanging up the phone at the speed of light, I didn't say anything, Lin Mo, you can wish for luck.

Chu Yan cut off the call with a gloomy expression, Qi Ce...