Don't pick up snake eggs in the wild

Chapter 21

Jimo returned to Lin's house again, as if everything was the same.

Mama Zhang with a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, rich and delicious meals every day, and the quiet Lin Xing-the painting on the wall beside the bed.

If I had to find any difference, it would be summer when I left, and winter five years later.Jimo wrapped himself very tightly, but when a gust of cold wind came, he still couldn't help shivering on the balcony.

Today Lin Xing received a call, and then he was in a state of nervousness all day long, asking him what he said was that it was almost Chinese New Year.

When the cold wind hit, Jimo shivered again.Seeing that the people in the room really wouldn't come out to look for him, Jimo entered the warm room pitifully.The person on the bed was still holding the book as if he had just gone out, but his eyes were fixed on the door, and he lowered his head to read the book again when he saw himself coming in.

There is a cup of steaming juice on the table - I have already explained to Lin Xing that I don't only drink juice!

But every time it is served is juice, although the taste is different, it is still juice!Annoyed, Jimo sat on the sofa and picked up the juice on the table, bringing it to his mouth, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

"I'm going to America for the New Year today." Lin Xing calmly turned the page.

"Bad?" Lin Xing looked back at Lin Xing puzzled.

"They want to see their daughter-in-law."

puff--

Jimo wiped the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and shifted his position guiltily. He must not have sprayed the water on the table in front of him.

No matter how Jimo resisted, he still boarded the plane to a foreign country two days before the festival.And there are no misses at all!

As an airplane, how can you not miss the flight!What about your professional ethics!It's okay, I forgive you this time, let's do it all over again...

Lin Xing grabbed Jimo who was about to run away, and softly called "Dad" and "Mom" to the elders in front of him.

In the evening, Jimo still sat in the elder's room, staring at the whole family and eating western food, Jimo felt very awkward no matter what.

The hand that doesn't know how to use a knife and fork is interrupted at a critical moment, and it keeps scratching the plate to make noise. Jimo lowered his head and didn't dare to look at everyone. With the knife and fork in his hand, he handed a pair of chopsticks in front of him.

Jimo took the chopsticks and looked up, Lin Xing continued to use the knife and fork to eat gracefully as if nothing happened, as if he was not the one who helped him out just now.

After returning to his home, Jimo dared to slump on the sofa and sigh indistinctly - generally speaking, meeting the parents this time was still very successful!Lin Xing's parents don't hate themselves (they don't remember what they hate when they see their second son finally found a partner), and the eldest brother named Lin Yu doesn't hate him either (they don't bother to express their opinions).

Um!The meeting ended successfully!

Lin's father, Lin's mother, and Lin Yu, who are far away in the United States: This child must be a good daughter-in-law for being so careless.

So say it!Sometimes misunderstood, simply not too good!

One day, when Jimo was learning how to cook (steal food) with Zhang Ma again, trying to make himself a perfect housewife, he heard the cry of a baby coming from the living room.Opening the kitchen door, I saw Lin Xing, who had gone out early in the morning, was sitting on the sofa, holding a little BABY stiffly in his arms.

"You—where did this thing come from?!" Jimo felt his tongue was knotted in an instant, and he couldn't speak clearly... Could it be that Lin Xing was messing around with adults outside...

It seems that Mr. Lin Xing, you still haven't hidden the TV remote control board——

"Our child." Lin Xing rarely said these words tenderly.

Jimo's eyes widened in horror: "What the hell!"

"Didn't you keep talking about not being able to have a baby for the past few months?" Lin Xing smiled gently at Jimo who was still in a daze, but the hand holding the baby was still so stiff "I finished the formalities yesterday, and I will go to adopt them today had a child."

"Child - child -" Jimo felt that the tears could not be stopped, and he still had a face of disbelief, "Ours?"

"I heard from the dean that this child was thrown at their door." Lin Xing gently put the child in Jimo's hands, and put one arm around Jimo's waist, "It should be only a few months old, so I brought him back. So Little can't remember his previous parents, so we are his closest relatives."

After kissing her lover's bun, Lin Xing asked softly, "Mo, do you like it?"

Jimo couldn't stop the joy in his eyes. He has always known that human beings have a very deep concept of family inheritance. Even though Lin Xing didn't care about his descendants, Jimo still felt that he owed him something.

About children has always been a topic that the two dare not talk about, Jimo has a guilty conscience, and Lin Xing does not want to bring up this matter to make his lover sad.

Finally, the two of them now have a child, a child who can call him daddy in the future.

Jimo pressed a kiss on Lin Xing's cheek: "I love you, Lin Xing."

"I love you too."

Lin Xing kissed Jimo's lips, gradually deepening the kiss.

Ask for the psychological shadow of the little baby in the middle!

The author has something to say: Oh, it's over, slap 0.0