Raise you just to eat you

That night, Mu Qing called Du Liang, and the two frustrated men chatted dryly for most of the night, and set off back to the town early the next morning.

The Chinese New Year is only a few days away, and Mu Yuan, who has been traveling all year round, has also returned home early. Mu’s mother’s supermarket is busy now, and Mu Qing will occasionally go over to play second hand, and spend most of the time at Lin Ting’s house. .

Since the last "domestic violence" incident, Lin's father and Lin's mother have completely changed their attitudes towards Lin Ting. They treat Lin Ting like a three-year-old baby and follow his wishes in everything. , I didn't dare to speak loudly anymore, for fear that an accident would irritate him again.

Lin Ting expressed his helplessness about this, although he also knew that all this was because Du Liang's departure made them relax their vigilance temporarily. When it came to Du Liang, Lin Ting could only sigh. He did say something when he left. He will be given three days later, but now a week is almost over, and neither of them has contacted the other.

Should I just give up like this...

Such an absurd thought suddenly flashed in Lin Ting's mind, and Lin Ting shook his head vigorously, holding the handle, he was not even interested in the game he was going through.

When Mu Qing came in from the outside, he happened to see him unplugging the power supply, rubbing his hands that were almost frozen, and his shoulders were also wet from the snow.

"Brother Mu?" Lin Ting looked back at him, "Why are you here again?"

Running towards him every day or two, no matter how handsome his face is, he will get tired of looking at it.

Mu Qing had black hair, walked over and slapped him directly: "Is there someone who talks to brother like this? Why don't you come and see me?"

"No." Lin Ting rubbed the back of his head that hurt from being knocked: "It's just a little strange. You have only been back for less than a week, and you spent five days here with me. Is there something wrong? What can you do? Don't lie to me."

"Fuck you." Mu Qing glared at him, and sat next to him with legs bent: "What could be the matter, if Du Liang hadn't told him so, you would have thought I wanted to come."

"If he asks you to come, you will come. I want to know why he doesn't come by himself." Knowing that he would answer himself like this, Lin Ting muttered a few words in a low voice: "I don't even have a phone call, but I have a way of sending others .”

"Then what can be done." Mu Qing stretched her waist: "Who made your husband born to be the boss."

"He just shows off." Lin Ting mumbled his nose and pulled the soft carpet under his feet: "Brother Mu, you'd better tell me the truth. Something must have happened to you and the little guy recently, right?"

"That's what you say." Mu Qing flipped through the magazine in her hand, and didn't look too sad when she mentioned it: "Xiaoyu has been taken home, and I guess he will transfer schools after the next year."

"Isn't that even a chance to meet?" Lin Ting sat up, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious: "Your reaction is too indifferent, the little guy can't help but die of heartbreak."

She couldn't cry before she saw it, Mu Qing sighed, thinking of the child's behavior on the day before leaving, she felt a headache. If she was still in that state after returning home, Su's father and Su's mother would inevitably not be forced I lost my patience.

Although it doesn't help much to worry about it now, but I still hope that the situation will not become too tense. Mu Qing stood up, put on her hat and prepared to leave.

"Let's go now?" Lin Ting glanced at him. Usually, he would sit for a long time if he didn't say anything, but this meeting only lasted half an hour.

"Well, there's no time to stay, Lin Zi, your mother is not at home today, right? Are you sure she won't come back until evening?"

"It should be, every time she is with those good sisters, she will definitely miss home." Lin Ting looked at him strangely: "What's the matter? Are you looking for something with my mother?"

"It's okay." Mu Qing smiled, raised her hand and threw him a note: "It's almost Chinese New Year, just treat it as a New Year's gift from my brother, cherish it."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

"What New Year's gift?" Lin Ting frowned and took it. It was a very ordinary post-it note, the kind that can be seen everywhere in stationery stores. After opening it, there was only a very short line.

Lin Ting was stunned for a while, and after recovering, he rushed out immediately, before he even had time to put on his shoes, Mu Qing carefully helped him close the door when he left, Lin Ting was wearing a thin sweater coat, As soon as he knocked open the door, he fell straight into someone's arms.

Du Liang may have been waiting outside for a long time, his body was very cold, and his hands that were holding him were almost stiff and almost exhausted: "Baby, I'm back."

Lin Ting raised his head, looked at his pale face and lips, his eyes turned red and he almost burst into tears.

Pulling him into the room quickly, he took off his snow-covered coat and threw it aside, ignoring that he was as cold as a popsicle, and directly pulled the quilt to wrap the two of them up together.

"Baby." Du Liang stopped his hand: "Don't get so close to me, it's cold, be careful of catching a cold."

"Don't!" Lin Ting threw him away, and pressed his head into his arms with a sullen head: "Why do I have to obey what you say, Du Liang, I am also a person with a temper, you haven't said anything now You have the right to shut up and just stay there!"

It's only been a few days since I've seen him, but this kid is really showing off. Du Liang was a little amused, and stretched out his hands to pinch his swollen little face: "Yes, I was wrong. From now on, everything is under the command of my wife."

"Slick tongue." Lin Ting muttered angrily, and grabbed his cold hand and put it in his arms: "Why don't you come in, why don't you just hang around outside? Or did you really get addicted to the cold last time?" .”

"I'm afraid you haven't calmed down yet." Du Liang twitched his frozen red nose, pretending to be pitiful for such an unskilled trick, and he really couldn't trouble the talented Boss Du.

"Baby, I was the one who said it too seriously last time, and I'm here to apologize to you solemnly today."

"What you say is the water that was thrown out. Do you think you can take it back if you want?" Lin Ting squinted at him, obviously not planning to let him go so easily.

"The baby said what to do, I will listen to everything, okay?" Du Liang continued to show his pity, as if he was waiting to be trampled.

"Really?"

"real."

"That's good." Lin Ting was happy now, stretched out his hand with malicious intentions, and directly rubbed the area between his legs twice: "Du Liang, just let me do it once."

"Hiss!" Du Liang took a deep breath, pinched his hand and pulled it out forcefully: "Don't make trouble!"

"I didn't make a fuss." Lin Ting pouted: "I'm serious, didn't you just say that you would promise me whatever you said, Du Liang, do it for me once, and you can figure out how far we are from the last time we did it. How long ago has it been? I wanted to do..."

Du Liang stopped talking, and Lin Ting's expression didn't look like he was joking, but no matter how anxious he was, it was still a bit too...exciting in this situation, which was tantamount to having an affair.

Well, he just didn't want to admit the fact that he was also looking forward to it.

"Du Liang." Lin Ting really couldn't wait anymore, he kept rubbing each other's sensitive parts through the clothes: "Du Liang, Du Liang, do it for me..."

"Okay, okay." Du Liang picked him up helplessly, and took advantage of the gap between the kisses to pull down his pants two or three times.

Lin Ting couldn't help but tremble when his hand touched the bottom: "Oh, it's cold, it's so cold!"

"Good boy." Du Liang bowed his head and kissed him: "Be patient for a while, it will be fine soon."

As he said this, his slender fingers swept around his warm body, and a layer of fine particles formed everywhere they touched. Lin Ting was so dazed by his kiss that he still couldn't hold back when his mouth parted. Reluctantly, she continued to entangle her, sticking out her tongue to lick his protruding Adam's apple.

Du Liang was so angry that he pinched his chin and kissed him hard. In the end, he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, so Lin Ting sobbed and lifted his leg to kick him vigorously: "Let go, let go, um ..."

"You know it's uncomfortable?" Du Liang let go of him, took off his coat and panted slightly: "If you light the fire like this again, I can't guarantee what will happen later."

Lin Ting licked his mouth and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck: "Then hurry up, it's uncomfortable..."

After finishing speaking, she directly sat on his lap and rubbed it vigorously. Du Liang snorted and patted his little butt patiently: "Stop making trouble, is there anything lubricating at home?"

After all, it's been a long time since I've done it, so coming so directly might hurt him.

Lin Ting shook his head, blushing like a monkey's butt: "For lubrication? There is my mother's washing mask, okay?"

Du Liang was speechless, and after being bored for a while, he nodded his head with difficulty: "Okay, as long as it works."

"Well, wait for me for a while." Lin Ting stood up, put on a coat casually, and walked out. Du Liang looked at his long white legs from behind, and felt a sudden heat in his nose, almost bleeding Some unknown liquid.

Lin Ting came up again soon, holding a white tubular object in his hand. Du Liang forced himself not to pay too much attention, and pulled him into the bed quickly.

"Is it cold?"

"It's okay." Lin Ting shook his head, and couldn't wait to entangle him again. In the quiet room, the sound of water stains entangled with lips and tongues was particularly obscene, and the little flesh on his chest was also hardened by the ravages, red and swollen. You can also see clear tooth marks on it.

"Baby." Du Liang slightly opened the distance between the two of them, held his face and kissed him gently twice: "It's about to start, it may hurt a little if I haven't done it for so long, bear with it."

"..." Lin Ting didn't speak, and shook his head with his eyes blurred. When Du Liang's fingers touched his body with white milky substance, he suddenly regained his senses.

"Du Liang, what the hell are you doing?!"