Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

"You're lucky, my dad said on the phone. He's got a big fish. He's going to get us boiled fish tonight." Lin Jinan squinted at the man, and he stretched out his arms obediently.

It's like life can't take care of itself, let men dress him.

Lin Jinan missed the taste of boiled fish. It was very spicy. The more spicy it was, the more I wanted to eat it.

When he was alone, he didn't like to eat fish, because no one picked fish bones for him, and he hated eating fish.

But Qi Feng is different. He just needs to eat fish with his mouth open.

Before returning home, Qi Feng went to a shopping mall and picked a proper tie in the counter of a luxury brand shop.

"A gift to please the future father-in-law." Qi Feng chuckled. He looked at the time and said, "how about a little more?"

"It coincides with my idea. Let's go and have a look at the watch." Lin Jinan took the man's hand and went to a watch shop.

The young man carefully selected his watch and occasionally asked for his advice.

Anyway, it's a couple's watch, so you have to ask your partner's opinion.

The family is full of famous brand watches. Qi Feng, who is serious and serious, feels old.

Lin Jinan is very young, and his skin is as delicate and smooth as an egg peeled off its shell. What young people like is something very fashionable.

For example, the watch he is selecting.

Conspicuous red sports hand, wearing on the wrist, a breath of youth.

As an old man, Qi Feng felt a little inferior.

"Ha ha ha." The system thought it was funny. It was watching the man's expression. He was so happy that his stomach hurt.

Lin Jinan patted him on the shoulder and said seriously, "I don't think you are old. Old people will hurt."

“……” Qi Feng took the young man's hand and was so comforted by him that his heart was even more filled.

Finally, Lin Jinan chose the classic couple style, a black and a white watch, and wore it on his wrist and men's wrist.

It's a bill for my boyfriend.

Lin Jinan took the man's hand and went out in the eyes of the shop assistant's blessing.

Lin Jian is a good craftsman. If he still can't learn how to cook, it would be a shame if he had brought his baby for more than 20 years.

Vitor is very diligent. He brings dishes to the table.

The young man called half an hour ago, and now it's time to get home.

The doorbell rang and Vitor's eyes lit up.

"Vitor? Why are you here? " Lin Jinan was surprised.

Vitol's smiling face broke down. He squinted inappropriately and looked at the man in front of him with vigilance.

Their eyes fell on their hands, and their eyes were wide.

"Gee..." Lin Jian came out with a spatula. It was more than Vitol's reaction.

How can this man's face look so familiar?

Looks like a guest in an interview program!

Lin Jianman's mind is full of his son's words: "I've made him..."

Repeated cycle, want to forget can not forget.

"Hold on, Mr. Lin." Looking around the system of the Shura, I saw four people with different thoughts, and they were busy taking out fragrant melon seeds from their pockets.

Chuckling

Lin Ji Nan drooped his eyes and coughed softly. He attracted everyone's eyes to his body. "That, let's go first."

The wind outside is very strong, blowing him very cold. The point is that Qi Feng's hand is already pinching his waist.