My Dragon

"Why did you get off work so early?" Nan Huailin couldn't help asking, "It's less than four o'clock."

Philadelphia changed shoes and said: "My brother is not here, I am the boss, who dare to stop me if I leave early."

Nan Huailin: "..."

Philadelphia turned his head to look at him: "Didn't you say something is wrong? Are you kidding me?"

"It's something," Nan Huailin said with a smile, "I was planning to make a big meal to surprise you, but I didn't expect you to come back so early. I haven't started making it yet."

Philadelphia laughed: "It's not too late to start now, I can help you."

Nan Huailin said, "It's a bit early to make it now? Are you hungry?"

Philadelphia nodded: "Super hungry."

Then start doing it.

Philadelphia wanted to fight, but he was really not this piece of material. He washed a vegetable and rubbed the leaves into a pulp, washed a plate and smashed the plate to pieces. Nan Huailin thought he was helping him, so he kicked him out of the kitchen.

Philadelphia didn't go far, just sitting in the dining room, pretending to be playing with a mobile phone, and actually taking pictures.

In the past, Nan Huailin was just pleasing to the eye, but now, it has reached the point of dazzling. Even now wearing an apron and standing in the kitchen full of oily smoke, Nan Huailin is still shining, making him unable to remove his eyes.

Philadelphia doesn't want to do anything now, just want to look at Nan Huailin so quietly, feeling like drinking a carbonated drink, gurgling bubbles.

He hasn't started to fall in love yet. That's it for him. How can he really fall in love in the future? He must be a wife slave. It is not enough to hold his wife in the palm of his hand and put it on the tip of his heart.

Ah, I really want to fall in love, I really want to hug and hug me.

He was already hungry and thirsty to the point that he would feel hot and hard looking at Nan Huailin's back.

When will the goodwill of the daughter-in-law be fully utilized? Anxious.

Philadelphia quietly tugged at his crotch, got up and took a bottle of ice water for himself to put out the fire.

Filled the small half bottle, and couldn't help but rubbed into the kitchen, and asked: "Drink water?"

Nan Huailin was indeed a little thirsty, but both hands were not free, so he said, "Drink later."

Philadelphia came over: "I'll feed you."

As he said, he put the water bottle to Nan Huailin's mouth, and said specifically, "I have drunk it, don't you dislike it?"

Nanhuai Lin's belly slander: Can I say that I dislike it?

Although... he does not dislike it.

After taking a few sips of water with Philadelphia's hand, Nan Huailin said that it was okay, and Philadelphia took the water bottle and wiped away the remaining water stains on his lips.

The rough finger pads rubbed their soft lips lightly, rubbing a small electric current, and both of them were a little bit contemplative.

Nan Huailin glanced at Philadelphia quickly, then lowered his head, and pushed him with his elbow: "You go out, get in the way."

"Oh." Philadelphia turned to leave, put the finger that had touched Nan Huailin's lips in his mouth and sucked, and then licked his lips unexpectedly, as sweet as honey.

The dishes were served one by one, and Nan Huailin said, "Aren't you super hungry, eat first, don't wait for me."

Philadelphia had a well-behaved .JPG face, and said with a smile: "I'll wait for you to eat together."

Nan Huailin: "..."

Why do you think this person is stupid today?

It's kind of cute.

When Nan Huailin finished his work and sat across from Philadelphia, the day outside was still dark.

It's really a bit early for dinner this evening.

"Go ahead," Nan Huailin said.

Mencius said: "Food, color, and sex."

At present, Philadelphia has experienced happiness after a long absence.

"After a while, my food may be unsightly," Philadelphia said. "You must not laugh at me."

Nan Huailin smiled and said, "You open up and eat. If I laugh at you, I will be Hannibal's kind."

The two began to eat.

Philadelphia feasted and couldn't even talk about it.

Nan Huailin looked at him, and for some reason, his heart suddenly became sore.

He added food to Philadelphia while he said, "You eat slowly, don't choke."

Philadelphia smiled at him and said vaguely: "Leave me alone, eat yours."

Nan Huailin fryed six dishes. He thought there would be leftovers, but he didn't expect to be swept away by Philadelphia. Nan Huailin was particularly worried that he would ruin his stomach.

Suddenly remembered that they had a meal together for the first time, having a barbecue at a food stall, he was also surprised by Philadelphia's terrifying appetite and deeply suspected that he was the reincarnation of gluttonous food.

"Have you been able to eat like this since you were a child?" Nan Huailin drew a napkin and handed it to him, and asked with a smile.

"You're not allowed to laugh at me." Philadelphia wiped his mouth and took a drink from the bottle.

"I didn't laugh at you," Nan Huailin said with a smile, "I'm just curious."

Philadelphia looked at him and said solemnly: "I only have such a good appetite when I eat with you."

Nan Huailin laughed: "You mean I'm very ready to eat?"

Philadelphia nodded: "Extremely."

Nan Huailin let out a cry, got up and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Philadelphia wanted to help him, but Nan Huailin refused. Philadelphia said: "Hurry up and finish packing. Let's take Hannibal out for a walk. He has been at home for a day. Don't let him go out for a while and he won't sleep at night."

So Nan Huailin was in charge of washing, and Philadelphia was in charge of wiping.

The kitchen is obviously very spacious, but they stand very close, and physical contact is inevitable. Every time they touch, they will feel an electric shock.

When Philadelphia did not speak, Nan Huailin was also silent, allowing the ambiguous feelings to surge silently in the air.

After washing the dishes, the two took Hannibal out for a walk.

Night has fallen, but it is not much cooler than the day.

Philadelphia led Hannibal, Nan Huailin walked beside him, holding his mobile phone to take a picture of the night view of Chang'an Street. When looking for an angle from east to west, Philadelphia's face suddenly rushed into the camera. Quietly clicked the camera button, but Philadelphia suddenly turned his face to look at him, Nan Huailin hurriedly turned away, but it was too late—the flash was on!

"Oh—" Philadelphia drew a long voice, "You can sneak a picture of me!"

"I didn't," Nan Huailin denied, "I'm shooting night scenes."

"Then you show me." Philadelphia reached out for his cell phone.

When Nan Huailin didn't give it, Philadelphia came to grab it. Nan Huailin ran while hiding and accidentally ran into a little boy.

The little boy was hit and sat on the ground. Nan Huailin hurriedly helped him up and said guiltily, "Sorry, brother didn't mean it. Did you fall hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's okay." The little boy said with a smile, and then ran away like nothing else.

"It's so cute." Nan Huailin exclaimed.

Philadelphia hummed, "I was much cuter than him when I was a kid."

"It's okay, you? You are so cute than the kids." Nan Huailin laughed, paused, and then said: "By the way, why have you never heard of your parents?"

Philadelphia said flatly: "My parents died when I was very young, and my brother raised me."

Nan Huailin looked at him and said "I'm sorry" in a low voice.

"Fool, what's so sorry about that." Philadelphia touched his head and smiled carelessly. "You didn't seem to mention your parents to me."

"My parents are very good," Nan Huailin said, "They are in their hometown in Suzhou, and I can only see them when I go home during the Chinese New Year."

Philadelphia looked at him and said expectantly: "I haven't been to Suzhou yet. Can I go to Suzhou with you for the New Year this year?"

Nan Huailin gave an ambiguous answer: "Let's talk about it then."

After walking for an hour, both of them broke out in sweat.

Going home, taking a shower, each occupying a corner of the sofa, watching a very old movie, and saying goodnight to each other after the movie, and going back to the room to sleep.

Nan Huailin lay on the bed and clicked on the phone album.

Although he hurriedly turned away the camera, he still captured the heart-pounding moment-in the colorful night, Philadelphia suddenly looked back at him, his eyes were gentle, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and it looked like a scene from a movie. .

After looking at it for a while, Nan Huailin sighed slightly and put the phone aside.

In the master bedroom, Philadelphia is watching a video secretly filmed in the restaurant in the afternoon.

Looking at it, the body reacted, and the hand involuntarily dropped down, and immediately let out a depressive gasp.

The author has something to say: Chengcheng: You are like a book.

Nannan: What do you mean?

Chengcheng: The more I look, the more I want to sleep.

—— "One Hundred Sentences of Love in the Soil"