After returning to my biological family, I was arranged to marry

After the school sports on the first day, Lin Zimao didn't feel tired, but a little excited.

He didn't choose to have dinner with his classmates at school, but went straight back, and ordered a mousse cake when passing by a cake shop.

"I bought the cake back, where do I put it?"

Thinking of Jiang Xuan giving him his coat in the afternoon, Lin Zimao couldn't remember the first thought when Jiang Xuan asked him to buy a cake, maybe he just wasn't very confident.

There was already a strong smell of curry in the house, Lin Zimao put the cake in the refrigerator first, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Xuan was standing at the cooking table, carefully mixing the curry and chicken together.

Jiang Xuan picked up a small piece of potato and put it in his mouth: "Put it in the refrigerator, wash your hands and eat."

Lin Zimao stepped forward and smelled the aroma of curry: "Oh, it looks delicious, give me a taste too."

Lin Zimao was still wearing the coat Jiang Xuan gave him today.

Jiang Xuan picked up a small potato for him with the chopsticks just now, and even blew it for him, before feeding it into Lin Zimao's open mouth.

Lin Zimao chewed it twice and said, "It's delicious." It didn't burn his mouth at all.

He washed his hands, then took off his coat and hung it on the shelf in the living room. It would not be cold without a coat, and the room would automatically adjust to a suitable temperature, and it was not cold.

Jiang Xuan began to put the curry chicken out of the pot, while Lin Zimao obediently obeyed his command to arrange the dishes.

It was the first time to eat curry chicken rice at home, Lin Zimao felt unprecedented satisfaction.

Jiang Xuan always likes to watch Lin Zimao eat. He always eats seriously and casually. It’s not like him who was taught to sit well when he was young. Everything is measured for him like a ruler.

In fact, he was a little envious of Lin Zimao's freedom and ease, he had many shining points, and he had a lot of casualness that he had never experienced before.

Lin Zimao saw that he hadn't moved the spoon for a long time, so he asked Cang, "Don't you like curry?"

Jiang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "No, I like it."

Lin Zimao suddenly saw Jiang Xuan smiling, and was almost lost in his smile. The hand holding the spoon paused slightly, almost forgetting to stuff the food into his mouth.

It was like seeing him smile for the first time.

It turns out that Jiang Xuan's smile is so beautiful, like a glacier without a trace, suddenly full of flowers overnight, there is no ice on the iceberg, and there is no cold, only the appropriate spring atmosphere, mountain flowers Brilliant, the mountains and plains are beautiful.

Lin Zimao was stunned for a while before continuing to finish the rest of his dinner, and there was nothing left.

At his age, coupled with the amount of exercise during the day, his appetite is still good.

After Jiang Xuan smiled, Lin Zimao obediently ate and cleared the table, and then obediently waited for Jiang Xuan to take out the cake he bought as dessert, and he still wanted to eat when he was full.

He also wanted to see Jiang Xuan's smile again.

There are not many adjectives to describe it, it just looks good.

However, Jiang Xuan's smile was like a flash in the pan, Lin Zimao looked at it and looked at it but never saw him smile again.

What did I just do to make Jiang Xuan laugh.

When in doubt, Lin Zimao put down his fork and asked Jiang Xuan, "Did I do anything strange when I just ate?"

Jiang Xuan recalled and shook his head: "No."

Lin Zimao said, "Then what were you laughing at?"

Jiang Xuan was confused: "Huh?"

Lin Zimao suddenly got up and leaned forward, pressed two fingers on the corner of Jiang Xuan's mouth, slightly upward: "That's it."

The distance between the two suddenly shortened, Lin Zimao's fingers were still stuck to Zi Jiangxuan's face.

Jiang Xuan raised his hands and held Lin Zimao's wrists, away from the corners of his mouth, suddenly smiled and asked him, "What's so interesting?"

Lin Zimao looked at the widening smile on Jiang Xuan's mouth, and was fascinated again. He almost forgot that his hands were being grabbed by the other party, and he didn't intend to struggle.

The two looked at each other, seeing each other in each other's eyes.

Only then did Lin Zimao realize how ambiguous this posture was. His face was slightly hot from Jiang Xuan's gaze, and he struggled out of his hand: "Can't you look?"

Jiang Xuan gracefully picked up the small fork, continued to eat the cake, and said, "Yes."

After the cake was finished, Jiang Xuan took the small plate into the dressing table.

Lin Zimao rested his chin to think about things, he finally struggled out of Jiang Xuan's smile, and the three souls and seven souls that had been lost finally returned to their proper positions.

I realized later that they had just finished sharing a small cake together.

What did he say last time.

Jiang Xuan should have a cake with the person he likes, and then he told himself to buy a cake and go home today, instead of bringing the cake to others.

And Jiang Xuan didn't choose to put the dishes into the automatic dishwasher, but washed them manually, which is very rare. While washing, he thought about Lin Zimao's sudden gesture of pressing the corner of his mouth just now. He didn't feel offended, as if the other party just wanted to see him laugh.

Lin Zimao shouldn't, in fact, it's his face that he likes, right?

If so, should he laugh or cry?

Laughing he likes his own face, crying he only likes his own face?

But thinking about it carefully, that's better than him liking someone else. It's not a problem to like the face first and then the person.

Taking a step back, they have already established a relationship, and no one can take it away now.

I was a little fortunate that the person who received the certificate with me was Lin Zimao, and from the day he moved in, he had actually lived in his heart, occupying a corner of Jiang Xuan's heart, where he made a nest and lived and worked in peace and contentment.

After Jiang Xuan figured it out, he wiped his hands and poured two glasses of water, one for Lin Zimao and one for himself, and then sat at the table in front of his exclusive French window with the water glasses in hand.

Lin Zimao was staring at Jiang Xuan in a daze. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xuan disappeared, leaving only a glass of water in front of him.

He went to the living room to harass the fat cat who was sleeping on the sofa. He rubbed his stomach several times, buried his face in it, and successfully woke up Fat Pepper and Salt. Mao's head, then got up and left, leaving Lin Zimao with a haughty back.

Lin Zimao had no choice but to collapse on the sofa and took a pillow to replace the soft belly of salt and pepper.

He didn't want to go upstairs to do other things, he just wanted to stay with Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan turned on his computer, and in the upper right corner of the interface was still the cat-head mech he discussed with Lin Zimao last time.

Turning around and looking at Lin Zimao, who was slumped on the sofa, he had an idea in his heart that maybe he could change his design concept and abandon the inherent design pattern.

Maybe it was because someone was around, the inspiration in Jiang Xuan's mind kept pouring out, and the guy who brought him inspiration had already been sleeping on the sofa.

It was already seven o'clock in the morning when Lin Zimao woke up again, and this time he didn't need to think about how he got back to bed.

Was it Jiang Xuan who carried him up?

Why is there no consciousness at all, he used to sleep very alertly, but now as long as he is with Jiang Xuan, he seems to have lost this function.

Perhaps it is a rare peace of mind!

The corners of his mouth rose wildly, he quickly got up to wash and went downstairs.

Breakfast was ready, but Lin Zimao was a little disappointed because he didn't see Jiang Xuan.

But after the home robot standing by the dining table scanned Lin Zimao's appearance, Lin Zimao heard Jiang Xuan's voice.

"Lin Zimao, remember to eat breakfast on time."

Lin Zimao was taken aback for a moment, and then said to the household robot, "Got it."

At this time, Jiang Xuan, who had already arrived at the school laboratory, received feedback from the home robot, and the voice had been listened to.

He has never tried to use a domestic robot to tell people to have breakfast, so it is not difficult to do it.

When Lin Zimao finished his breakfast and was about to go out, Jiang Xuan's voice came from the home robot again.

"Water glass, coat, don't drop it."

Lin Zimao went back to fill his water glass, and said to himself, "This is all right."

When he walked to the door, Lin Zimao came back suddenly and left a message to the robot: "I'm very good, is there any reward?"

Jiang Xuan, who was in the school laboratory, felt restless after hearing the message from the home robot. He wanted to see Lin Zimao now and see how good he is.

Lin Zimao's 5000-meter race is at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Jiang Xuan's long jump competition is also at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan became even more anxious.

Which fool arranged the time? If he signs in before two o'clock, he will miss Lin Zimao's game.

However, Jiang Xuan soon had an idea.

Two in the afternoon.

Lin Zimao stood on the track to sign in and warm up, and kept looking around.

Jiang Xuan probably won't come to see him compete. His long jump competition also starts at two o'clock.

The school's arrangement is still very punctual, and there is not much delay.

When Lin Zimao adjusted his pedals, the broadcaster suddenly roared.

"Just now, just now, Jiang Xiaocao, no, Jiang Xuan from the Design Department broke the record in the first jump in the long jump competition!"

boom!

Lin Zimao rushed out first!

When he heard Jiang Xuan's name, he would also be excited, as if he had taken a stimulant.

Break the record, then he should break one too.

Since Lin Zimao broke the fastest record of 3000 meters yesterday, more people came to watch his race today than yesterday!

Lin Zimao still leads the race, leaving behind the competitors far behind.

On the first lap, Lin Zimao didn't see Jiang Xuan.

On the third lap, Lin Zimao still didn't see it.

Until the fifth lap, Lin Zimao saw Jiang Xuan who was standing in yesterday's position.

Jiang Xuan took the initiative to extend his hand, and Lin Zimao knew it.

The person and the wind passed together, but the temperature of the fingertips touching still stayed on Jiang Xuan's fingers.

Satisfied, he retracted his hand into his pocket, hiding it carefully so that no one would notice the little touch.

Lin Zimao crossed the finish line, and Jiang Xuan was standing on the edge of the finish line waiting for him.

The eyes of the two met, and each found that the other was looking for his figure.

Jiang Xuan wanted to go over to hug Lin Zimao, but there were many people in between.

At the same time, there was a burst of cheers at the scene.

"Lin Zimao, broke the record!"

"Fuck, the 5000-meter record has been broken!"

"Lin Zimao broke the record again!"

Jiang Xuan didn't feel regret that he didn't hug Lin Zimao.

In the record column scrolling on the big screen in the playground, their names were next to each other, as if they should be like this.

The students in the second class of mecha maintenance saw Jiang Xuan again. Someone asked Jiang Xuan: "Senior Jiang, Lin Zimao broke the record yesterday. You gave him a coat yesterday. What reward are you going to give today?"

Lin Zimao slowly came over, he also wanted to know.

Jiang Xuan thought of Lin Zimao's message in the morning, and thought that someone would give him a pillow when he was really sleepy.

He asked Lin Zimao very calmly: "Do you want a reward?"

Lin Zimao's mouth was as honest as his heart: "Yes."

Jiang Xuan watched him step forward, and before everyone could react, he stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Zimao into his arms, put his hands on his waist, and hugged him firmly.

Jiang Xuan whispered in Lin Zimao's ear from an angle that others could not see: "Is this okay?"

Lin Zimao fell into Jiang Xuan's arms in a daze, his heart was beating wildly, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that Jiang Xuan's lips brushed against his ear tip.

Right now, the tips of his ears were burning hot, and his heart exploded into countless fireworks!

No, no, no.