Quick Travel: All the villains in Redemption want to fall in love with me

Wen Muqing went to the supermarket to buy some tofu for meatballs, but it was too late for the tofu to be frozen, so he could only buy it directly.

And a cabbage.

I bought some other vegetables, such as potatoes, beans, enoki mushrooms, vermicelli, cucumbers...

After carrying a bag of vegetables, he returned to Cen Shucheng's house, Uncle Cen recorded his fingerprints in the password, opened the door, and sure enough, there was no one.

Wen Muqing walked into the kitchen, as clean as if it had never been used.

Since he went to school, Uncle Cen hasn't cooked a single meal at home, right?

Wen Muqing sighed.

The kitchen is a lot cleaner because a lot of things are put in the cupboards.

Wen Muqing flipped through it, found all kinds of seasonings, and then turned out a pot.

Wen Muqing looked at the shiny pot, feeling a little speechless, why did he even put the pot away?

The hair was too long, a little in the way, Wen Muqing found a chopstick and pinned it, and then continued to look for it.

"What is this?candy?" In

a cupboard, there were colorful candies in a glass, Wen Muqing picked it up curiously, turned it around, and pasted it on the other side

, [Qingqing] Wen Muqing's

ears were red, what are you doing, the old man is really romantic.

Looking further into the cupboard, there is also a jar of chocolates, small biscuits...

Wen Muqing's heart warmed, people said that older people are more subtle, and they have recited their nicknames several times in their hearts, but they will only show it in pen and paper.

Those who care need to be discovered carefully to feel it, because they are too good at hiding.

As if it were a sin.

In addition to stewed tofu with cabbage, Cen Shucheng should also like to shoot cucumbers, enoki mushrooms mixed with vermicelli, as well as stewed beans with potatoes and stewed pork ribs...

Speaking of which, when he met Ah Jiu, it was in the north, the goose feathers and snow were all over the sky, and he saw his beloved boy in the snow.

The cuisine of the north, whether it is for him or for Ah wine, has a special meaning.

......

While cooking, while reminiscing, time passed quickly, and when I turned around, I saw the person I had been thinking about for a long time.

"Uncle Cen, why didn't you say hello when you came back, it scared me.

Wen Muqing stepped forward, hugged Cen Shucheng, and buried his face in his broad chest.

Cen Shucheng took the opportunity to hug Wen Muqing

, "Why are you here today? Aren't you in class?"

The young man's eyes were shining

, "Today is Uncle Cen's birthday, of course I want to." As he

spoke, he took Cen Shucheng's hand and shook it, his voice was sweet and soft

, "Uncle Cen, I didn't have the money to buy you a gift, so I cooked a meal for you, I hope you don't mind."

No one knew how shocked Cen Shucheng was when he entered the house and smelled that familiar smell, which reminded him of his mother who died young, and of that short and happy childhood.

The young man's heartwarming words are like an intoxicating poison that makes people can't help but indulge in indulgence.

"Uncle Cen, I want to sleep with you tonight.

Cen Shucheng's Adam's apple rolled,

"Okay." "

Just this once, choose to indulge.

At the end of summer, the two sat together and ate the food that was often cooked in the northern winter.

picked up a pill and put it in his mouth, Cen Shucheng's eyes instantly turned red.

"Mu Qing, this... How did you come up with this taste?"

Wen Muqing smiled,

"Does Uncle Cen like it?" Cen

Shucheng nodded.

The young man propped his chin and his eyes were blazing

, "Uncle Cen doesn't need to know how I do it, I'll just cook for Uncle Cen for the rest of my life."

Cen Shucheng was silent for a moment.

Wen Muqing didn't care either, and gave Cen Shucheng another chopstick dish.

At night.

Wen Muqing hugged the pillow and threw herself on Cen Shucheng's bed very consciously, rolled twice, rolled the hem of her clothes to her waist, exposed her two waist sockets, and lay on her side on the bed in a very graceful posture, her long hair was scattered, she patted the bed, and said with a smile

, "Uncle Cen, come and sleep together."

Cen Shucheng paused as he entered the bedroom, and then turned to the study

, "You go to sleep first, I suddenly remembered that there was still an important document that I hadn't read."

Wen Muqing threw the pillow frantically in his heart, but in fact, he turned over with the pillow in his arms, turned his back to Cen Shucheng and said,

"Okay." That

tone, anyone can hear the heavy disappointment and sadness, Cen Shucheng couldn't bear it, and walked back.

"Mu Qing, Uncle Cen sleeps with you. I

don't know how to comfort him, Cen Shucheng can only say this, hoping to make up for it in time.

The boy lay with his back to him, unanswered.

Cen Shucheng knew that Wen Muqing was angry, and he obviously said that he would sleep together, but he regretted it.

Holding down the young man's shoulder, approaching, and just as he was about to speak, Wen Muqing turned over and threw him on the bed.

The young man who was sitting on his waist smiled very proudly

, "Uncle Cen, I didn't expect it."

Wen Muqing was very skilled in finding the position to sit afront, and Cen Shucheng's whole body stiffened

, "Muqing, come down first." "

I don't!" Wen

Muqing leaned on Cen Shucheng's body

, "Obviously, Uncle Cen wanted to regret it first, which made me sad, but he has to compensate me."

Cen Shucheng stiffened his neck

, "What to compensate?" The

young man tilted his head, nodded his lips with a smile, supported his hands on both sides of Cen Shucheng, approached slightly, lowered his head, and his black hair fell down, forming a natural curtain to cover the ambiguity.

Cen Shucheng's knees bent slightly, and he wanted to retreat, but was held down by Wen Muqing,

"Uncle Cen will sleep with me."

Cen Shucheng was stunned for a moment

, "Just hugging

?" Wen Muqing chuckled

, "Otherwise, what compensation does Uncle Cen want to give me?" Cen

Shucheng's whole body tensed, and he saw Mu Qing nod his lips, thinking that he wanted...

It seems that he is thinking too much, and it is just a habitual action of thinking.

"Okay, you come down first. Wen

Muqing knew how to advance and retreat, and obediently came down.

When you mess around like this with an elder, and you haven't been scolded yet, before you know it, the relationship has deteriorated.

Wen Muqing consciously retracted into Cen Shucheng's arms, hugged the man's lean waist, and put his palm on the junction of his waist and hips very ambiguously.

His old attack is handsome, he is forty years old, and his figure is still so good, he knows that he is very strong when he touches his waist.

Wen Muqing was in his heart, and his appearance was so pure that he was dying.

The end of summer is also summer after all, the pajama material is thin, Cen Shucheng can feel Wen Muqing's movements, the young man's hand is restlessly rubbing and kneading his waist, and there is a downward trend.

"Mu Qing..." the

young man's voice was slimy, and he could tell that he was about to fall asleep

, "Huh?"

Cen Shucheng patted the young man's back

, "It's okay, let's sleep." It

seems that he cares a lot, Mu Qing may just have bad sleeping habits.

Lack of maternal love, like to hold things when sleeping, restless hands and feet, are all manifestations of insecurity.

Cen Shucheng thought so.

At midnight, Cen Shucheng was confused and heard the young man whisper in his ear

, "Uncle Cen, happy birthday." His

lips were lightly touched by something soft, like an illusion, and Cen Shucheng subconsciously hugged the young man tighter.