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

Lin Zimao used Jiang Xuan's mecha to show him a mecha feast.

Not only the servants were eye-opening, but even Qi Jinghe, who has always been well-informed, was shocked by it. It was not about the various mecha shapes that Lin Zimao showed Jiang Xuan, but about Lin Zimao's talent in using mechas.

Most of them are the mecha models he gave to Jiang Xuan. In Jiang Xuan’s hands, they are simple models, but in Lin Zimao’s hands they can be turned into weapons in minutes. His ability is stronger than Qi Jing and his imagination. He's just a kid in his twenties.

Jiang Xuan's talent lies in mecha design, but Lin Zimao is not limited to this. If the two cooperate, the future is promising but unimaginable. Qi Jing and imagining that scene are more or less excited.

The models were recovered one by one by Qi Jing and the people who brought them, because the materials were all the most advanced, and they were not damaged when they fell from a high place.

What amazed everyone the most was not the model turning into a big mecha, but the sudden appearance of j9999. When and at what point it was activated, no one found out.

So surprised, including Qi Jinghe.

He was very sure that it was not his nephew who could do this, but Lin Zimao.

His nephew only collects mechas, but Lin Zimao is very handy in manipulating mechas. This j9999 is almost the latest model.

Lin Zimao is really curious.

After saving the two of them, j9999 returned to its warehouse to stay.

Lin Zimao felt that it was a pity for it to stay in the warehouse. It should fulfill the mission of its birth.However, he now has a new idea, its mission is to protect Jiang Xuan, Qi Jinghe must be thinking about this level if he can buy j9999 at a big price.

Jiang Xuan let Lin Zimao mess up his lawn, no one complained about them.

It was just that when Qi Jingshan came back, he was taken aback. Was their house invaded by thieves?Why are there traces of shells everywhere!

Are you okay at home?

When they entered the house, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the harmonious trio. It seemed that her brother must have done something bad.

Qi Jingshan asked Qi Jinghe as soon as she entered the door: "Qi Jinghe and why did you make my lawn outside like this, and what did you do?"

Qi Jinghe had an expression on his face that I knew.

Jiang Xuan took the initiative to take the responsibility on himself: "Mom, it wasn't my uncle who made it, it was me trying out the new mech model this afternoon."

"Your uncle also bought the mecha model, who else is it?" Qi Jingshan smiled, and then looked at Lin Zimao, "Zimao, what do you want to eat tonight, Auntie asked the kitchen to prepare it for you, I asked Jiang Xuan , he said you like to eat beef."

Lin Zimao scratched his head and asked Jiang Xuan, "Do I particularly like beef?"

Jiang Xuan nodded, usually he found that as long as he fried beef-related dishes, Lin Zimao would eat more: "Yeah."

Lin Zimao said to Qi Jingshan, "Auntie, then I like beef."

Qi Jinghe squeezed Lin Zimao's face: "What's your name, auntie? Mom."

Lin Zimao said kindly, "Mom." He didn't struggle at all, he knew that calling like this would make Jiang Xuan happy.

He hasn't blushed yet, Jiang Xuan unnaturally turned his head away, feeling like a family.

Before he was forced to marry Lin Zimao, he blamed his father and his mother a little bit, but now that he knew that they had sent him a baby, the aggrieved energy was gone.

Qi Jingshan immediately put on her apron and went into the kitchen.

Qi Jinghe was startled by her speed: "Sister, you want to cook? Tsk tsk, I didn't get this kind of treatment before."

Qi Jingshan said unceremoniously: "You are blessed by Zimao, Zimao and Jiang Xuan finally went home on vacation, I can't cook?"

Qi Jinghe looked at Jiang Xuan: "I'm the one who gave you the gift, and I'm the one who took the blame. Do you want to be filial to your uncle in the future, you know?"

Jiang Xuan nodded and asked him again: "Filial piety, can uncle give me two more mechas?"

Qi Jinghe didn't know that he wanted the mecha not for himself, but for Lin Zimao. He just found out that the j9999 that was given to him some time ago has now been transferred to Lin Zimao's name.

It never occurred to him that his nephew would use his uncle's gift to please his daughter-in-law. It was really in the style of their Qi family. As long as they could buy things with money, they didn't care about the price, and their hearts didn't need to be measured by price.

However, Lin Zimao did not show the secret joy of being petty, and accepted it generously.

The husband and wife share property, and it is actually just a sense of ritual to pass it under his name.

Before dinner, Jiang Xuan's father, Jiang Ping, came back.

Knowing that his wife is cooking in person tonight, he made him laugh, and then went into the kitchen and blew Qi Jinghe's rainbow farts wildly.

Lin Zimao asked Jiang Xuan in a low voice: "Did your cooking skills inherit your mother's genes?"

Jiang Xuan said: "Maybe, as long as my mother cooks, everyone can eat up the food, especially my dad. I suspect that they were together because my mother is a good cook." He suddenly looked at Lin Zimao , "You will not also fancy my cooking skills."

Lin Zimao said seriously: "That's not it, it's your face that I like."

Jiang Xuan imitated his mother and squeezed Lin Zimao's face: "Humph."

Qi Jinghe, who had just returned from charging a communicator, said, "..." It seemed that he had eaten his nephew's dog food.

When he first arrived at Jiang's house, Lin Zimao felt the enthusiasm of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, which seemed to be different from the feeling he first met.

Perhaps it was because his mood at the time was different from what it is now. If he changed his mood again, he would find that the Jiang family did not have any malice towards him, as if he and Jiang Xuan really met through free love. Why?

He didn't know why Jiang Xuan would agree to the marriage.

After dinner, Qi Jinghe and Jiang's couple had something to discuss, so Lin Zimao and Jiang Xuan went upstairs to play with themselves.

Lin Zimao finally had a chance to enter Jiang Xuan's room!

The room of the person you like is always very attractive to the person in love.

The moment Jiang Xuan pushed open the door, Lin Zimao saw rows of old mech models and clay figures of his favorite comics outside the neat and clean room.

They both love to watch the same series of movies: "Why do you still have figures? I can't even buy them."

Jiang Xuan opened another cabinet: "For a while, my family saw that movie I liked, and they helped me chase stars, and asked for autographs. If there was a figure, they would be brought back for me. As long as it was a limited edition, the family There are all of them, you can see which ones you like, we can take them there.”

Lin Zimao really loved his hand-made cabinets: "Wow, you also bought a series of hand-made figures from entrepreneur Fuers."

"However, they can stay here, and there is no need to move them to avoid damage."

Lin Zimao walked around Jiang Xuan's room again, which was more aged than the villa they lived in now. Lin Zimao also saw a calligraphy practice book on Jiang Xuan's bookshelf.

Nowadays, people don't use a pen to write very much, but Jiang Xuan still has a traditional calligraphy practice book, which aroused Lin Zimao's interest.

As if he had found some treasure, he dug for treasure in Jiang Xuan's room.

Lin Zimao: "Brother, write a character for me to see? Is this calligraphy?"

Jiang Xuan: "Yes, I learned it when I was in school."

Lin Zimao: "Okay, did you still learn this when you were in school?"

Jiang Xuan: "Well, there are interested classes. Grandpa and the others were forced to practice traditional calligraphy by their great-grandfather. After we were born, all descendants of the Jiang family will have to practice, and they must know a certain type of calligraphy."

Lin Zimao: "My brother must practice more than one kind." Lin Zimao affirmed.

Jiang Xuan: "My brother understands me. I have practiced five kinds of script, cursive script, official script, regular script, running script, and a thin gold script."

Lin Zimao: "Do you like it?"

Jiang Xuan: "Well, I was quite interested at the time. If you want to learn, I will teach you. We will bring our pen and ink when we go back the day after tomorrow."

Lin Zimao: "I'm so envious, I can still practice calligraphy."

Jiang Xuan: "It's not too late for you to practice now, I will practice occasionally."

Lin Zimao: "Okay."

Lin Zimao walked to the side again, and saw several rolled paintings in the painting tube in the corner: "What about this one?"

Jiang Xuan said: "These are the pictures I drew before."

Lin Zimao took out a roll at random: "Can you take it apart and have a look?"

Jiang Xuan nodded, and took the initiative to help Lin Zimao take it apart: "Maybe the previous paintings were a little childish, so don't laugh."

Lin Zimao clasped his hands together in front of his chest to watch him take it apart, and Jiang Xuan slowly unfolded the scroll.

"Wow, it's beautiful, not childish, I can't draw it anyway."

This is an oil painting of fallen leaves in autumn, with distinct layers and bright colors. Lin Zimao just likes it when he looks at it.

Lin Zimao's eyes were filled with anticipation: "Is there any more?"

Jiang Xuan patiently explained: "I drew four scenes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, this is autumn, I will look for the other three."

Lin Zimao squatted aside to watch him flip through. The waiting process was like opening a gift box.

Jiang Xuan showed Lin Zimao one by one, the painting of "Spring" is the spring rain, the painting of "Summer" is the watermelon and people under the wisteria flower stand, and the painting of "Winter" is the lonely and cold city with pedestrians rushing in all directions. , which is a station.

Lin Zimao drew a picture from the scroll: "I'll open this one."

Jiang Xuan paused when he saw the name of the picture scroll: "Do you really want to see this picture?"

Lin Zimao saw something wrong with him: "You don't want me to see it?"

Jiang Xuan: "No." He took a deep look at Lin Zimao.

Lin Zimao wanted to dismantle it even more, and quickly opened the scroll at the speed of his machine armor.

Then, what came into view was the image of two men intertwined up and down, wearing nothing.

Jiang Xuan took a deep breath, but Lin Zimao looked at him a few times, and then carefully studied the content of the painting above.

Lin Zimao pursed his lips and said, "Brother is fine, I've seen other men's naked bodies."

Jiang Xuan chuckled, then snatched the scroll from Lin Zimao's hand, couldn't help but leaned forward, and kissed Lin Zimao's lips: "Do you know how I draw?"

Lin Zimao shook his head, Jiang Xuan whispered in his ear, "I drew it in front of the mirror..."

The picture was there, and when Lin Zimao realized it, Jiang Xuan had already pushed him on the carpet.