The villain is dying, I'm really not your boyfriend

It's okay for Jin Fan to spend so long picking and buying vegetables and cooking, this is all his son's pleasure, no matter how troublesome it is, there is nothing wrong with it.

But in the end he was not full!

On the other hand, Lin Shu was full of food and drink, and lazily slumped on the sofa, like a lazy cat.

Jin Fan rubbed his toes against Lin Mu's shoes, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason, and said, "There is not enough rice to eat."

Lin Mu blinked guiltyly, comforted Jin Fan hypocritically, and picked himself up completely by the way: "The pot is too small, it can only steam two bowls of rice."

In the end, the cheese beef burger that Lin Mu bought found its home, and entered Jin Fan's stomach, barely filling the gap in his stomach.

While the two of them were eating, the wind and rain outside were whistling against the glass window.

But at that time, Lin Mu was in a hurry to eat the last piece of meat, so he had no time to raise his head; while Jin Fan was shocked by Lin Mu's eating speed, and he was not very skilled in grabbing the food under Lin Mu's chopsticks.

Now that the meal is over, suddenly there is nothing to do.

Jin Fan stood up, went to the window and looked at the rain outside.

It was already dark, and there was no one below, only the pouring rain was washing over the entire city.

There are splashes of water splashing in from the cracks in the windows, and cold wind blowing in from outside.

Jin Fan closed the window tightly, turned around, and saw that Lin Mu was resting his chin on the sofa, looking up at him.

The house that can withstand the wind and rain from the outside world, the comfort of having a full stomach, and the look in Lin Mu's eyes all made Jin Fan uncontrollably intoxicated.

It's like a home here.

"What are you doing?" Lin Mu rubbed against the sofa with his long black hair, squinting his eyes slightly, looking a little sleepy.

The rain outside was still going on, and the lights in the living room were in warm tones.

I don't know how to choose this lamp, and the decorative effect is obviously greater than the practical effect, so that everything in the living room looks hazy, only the trees are fresh and clear.

Looking at Lin Mu's defenseless expression, Jin Fan suddenly felt very familiar.

It seems to come from the familiarity of the soul, hot and elusive.

"Lin Mu." Jin Fan called out.

Lin Mu lazily moved twice, supported his head with his arms, and looked up at him.

Jin Fan's eyes were inexplicably deep.He tilted his head towards Lin Mu, and had a panoramic view of Lin Mu's every move.

That familiar feeling is covered by Lin Mu's real actions now.

But Jin Fan felt for no reason that Lin Mu's long hair was a little out of character, as if it shouldn't appear on him.

He narrowed his peach blossom eyes, thoughtful.

Lin Shu's sense has never been sharp enough.He didn't notice what Jin Fan was thinking, he just touched his stomach and looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Because I wanted to be lazy, I still struggled when I said it: "Shall I wash the dishes?"

After all, Jin Fan cooked the meal, he just washed the dishes, and he is still the owner of the house, so he should take the initiative...

"Let's wash it together, it's a bit too much." As soon as Jin Fan finished speaking, Lin Mu sat up and replied beamingly: "Okay!"

Then he only needs to wash half of the dishes!

Lin Mu's pure idea was not implemented.Two people wash the dishes, usually one person washes once, or one person washes and the other wipes. All in all, they will not be divided into two parts to wash.

Standing in front of the sink, Lin Mu bathed each tableware with dish soap.

The clear water from the faucet rinsed away the foam in the bowl, and Lin Mu handed the bowl to Jin Fan, who was washing it for the second time, and heaved a sigh of relief as if he had completed the task.

But I always feel that Jin Fan seems to be looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

"What's wrong?" He asked hesitantly.

Jin Fan's peach-blossom eyes were deep, and he said chattingly: "The next time you find me, don't eat takeaway, I will cook for you then."

When it comes to eating, Lin Mu's eyes are shining, he didn't even think about how to cook in the clubhouse, he happily told Jin Fan: "The eggplant you made today is super delicious! There are also baby dishes, and the rice is super delicious." Delicious! And that meat, if it is wrapped with lettuce, it must be delicious..."

Jin Fan paused with his fingers, turned his head away, and gave a short laugh.

It turned out that the real preference is this.

Jin Fan hooked the corners of his lips, and drew a lot of cakes for Lin Mu: "Next time you can eat barbecue. The place where I live has open-air barbecue equipment. When the time comes, I will prepare a large piece of fresh lettuce, grilled juicy chicken thigh, beef Tongue, five flowers, roll in..."

"Actually, I'm also good at cooking seafood. I didn't see shrimp and crab in the supermarket today. You should like the hot and sour shrimp in cold salad. The shrimp meat is plump and tender, and the sauce is very refreshing..."

"I see that you like spicy food very much. Do you want to eat spicy chicken wings? The fried chicken wings are golden, and the peppers are fragrant..."

Standing in front of the sink in the clubhouse, young master Jin, who was infatuated with money, calmly talked about his cooking skills according to Lin Mu's expression.

Seeing Lin Shu fall into delicious traps one after another without knowing anything, even full of longing.

Jin Fan began to thank the aunt in the Jin family's old house who made extremely unpalatable food.

Let him now have one more chance to draw in the relationship.