Raise you just to eat you

"No." Du Liang shook his head, and continued to brush his hair with gentle movements: "But it's not as serious as before."

"Yeah." Lin Ting nodded in satisfaction, brought the cigarette up to his nose and sniffed it, then immediately took it away with a frown: "It's better not to smoke, it's very harmful to the body."

"Okay." Du Liang smiled, bowed her head and kissed him: "If the baby says no, then don't."

Only then was Lin Ting satisfied. He took off his shoes and climbed onto the sofa, nestling himself in his arms. His little feet, which had just taken a bath, were so tender and cute.

Du Liang stretched out his hand to hold it, and rubbed the smooth and white instep with his fingertips.

"Baby, it's really great that you can come back..."

The voice was so low that it was a little hoarse, with a bit of Du Liang's unique pampering and apology.

"It's good that you know." Lin Ting snorted, and naughtyly pinched his hand with his toes: "Do you still dare to be angry with me in the future?"

"Don't dare, dare not." Du Liang smiled happily, avoiding his injured hand and pressing him on the sofa: "Kiss me."

"do not want!"

Maybe it was infected by this warm atmosphere, or maybe it was a relief after untying the knot in his heart, Xiao Linzi unexpectedly refused Young Master Du's courtship.

"Baby..." Du Liang pretended to be sad, and rubbed his chin with a slightly stubbled chin: "It's all right, be good."

"Oxygen, don't move around." Lin Ting pouted and pushed his chin away, rubbing his fingers back and forth on it a few times.

Du Liang narrowed his eyes comfortably, humming like a cat that has been patted down.

In the world of two people who are not disturbed, even the air is slightly sweet.

The afternoon sun shines softly on the floor through the curtains, Du Liang curled up her long legs, sleeping on his baby with a face full of satisfaction.

When the doorbell rang, Lin Ting just squinted his eyes and wanted to fall asleep. The drowsiness that had finally gathered was all startled away. He opened his eyes unhappily, and pushed Du Liang on his body to tell him to open the door quickly. .

Du Liang sat up helplessly, the clothes on his body were a little wrinkled: "Uncle Wu is probably here, baby, get ready."

"Uncle Wu?!" Upon hearing the name, Lin Ting immediately perked up and sat up: "Here we are so soon!"

"Yeah." Du Liang rubbed his head amusedly: "What are you afraid of, it's not like I haven't met before."

"But, but..." Lin Ting still had no clue in his mind, watching Du Liang's back as he walked towards the door, he hurriedly pulled up his loose bathrobe.

After a long meeting, Du Liang came back again, and there was a middle-aged uncle with a kind smile next to him. Uncle Wu and Lin Ting were also acquaintances. This poor boy had a problem all over his body, and Du Liang would let them know about it every two months. The two touched once wholeheartedly.

In the past, he mostly took care of his delicate intestines and stomach, nothing more than prescribing some medicine for casual inspection, but this time it is different, there is something wrong with the place below, no matter how you say it, you have to take off your pants and let others have a look. To be honest, Apart from Du Liang and his parents, he really hasn't let other outsiders see his lower body after growing up so big...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt guilty. Lin Ting looked at Du Liang with his mouth pursed, his face full of nervousness and grievance.

It's not that he didn't see the distress signal he sent to him, but now is an important moment, and he really can't soften his heart any more when facing such a serious problem. He told Uncle Wu about the situation in a few words, and then directly Ask him what might be the cause of this.

After all, he is a pioneer in the industry with high prestige. After asking a few random questions, he came to a general conclusion. Seeing Lin Ting's tense face, not even daring to take a breath, Uncle Wu laughed. Pat him on the head.

"What are you doing, what a big deal, you really think it's a terminal illness?"

"Then, what is it, what's going on?"

Lin Ting couldn't calm down, his face was pale and he stuttered a bit.

Uncle Wu was silent for a while, touched his smooth chin and said, "It's just that I can't tell you the specific reason, how about this, I will introduce you to a hospital, and you can go to see it tomorrow. For this kind of thing, you still have to rely on it." The instrument is more reliable."

"Do you still want to go to the hospital?" It's all right now, when Lin Ting heard that he was going to the hospital, Lin Ting's face turned green, and he subconsciously looked up at Du Liang who was beside him.

Du Liang also had a pensive look on his face. Seeing that he was still so nervous, he smiled and squeezed his face: "It's okay, just go to the hospital, I will always be with you."

"But I don't want to go." Lin Ting pursed his mouth and lowered his head to ravage the strap of his nightgown: "I'm going to go with you, I don't want to accompany you."

This is no different from a child's acting like a baby, and directly made Du Liang and Uncle Wu at the side sigh helplessly.

No matter what, he must go to the hospital, thanked Uncle Wu politely, and asked if there was anything else he should pay attention to before leaving.

Uncle Wu thought for a while, and looked back at the child who was still arguing on the sofa: "There is nothing to pay attention to. If you go to the hospital tomorrow, it's better not to have any sexual activities today."

"Not even in the back?"

"Neither before nor after."

It's not that he didn't see the mockery in Uncle Wu's eyes, Du Liang touched his nose, and consciously stopped talking.

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In order to take good care of Xiao Linzi's delicate stomach, Du Liang really did what he said at night, and personally cooked and prepared a whole table of sumptuous food.

Although Lin Ting had a tricky mouth, he didn't dislike Du Liang's craftsmanship anyway. He ate his stomach so full that he didn't want to move in the end.

Du Liang was okay. He went to the kitchen and made a simple fruit plate. Although it didn't look very good-looking, it was Lin Ting's favorite.

It's not easy for two big men to watch the boring soap opera at eight o'clock. Du Liang thought about it, and dragged Lin Ting to the second floor.

Lin Ting's stomach was bloated, and he dragged him upstairs with a sad face. This is Du Liang's newly bought house in City H. He only visited it once last Christmas, and he never visited it carefully.

The corner looked like an inconspicuous storage room, with a vermilion door and a dark gray handle. Du Liang stood in front of the door, turned around and smiled at him: "Guess what I prepared for you?"

"What?" Lin Ting was puzzled. According to his recent memory, he didn't seem to have made any special request.

Du Liang just smiled, opened the door and walked in.

"Wait outside first."

Originally, Lin Ting wanted to follow up, but because of his words, he stopped abruptly.

The lights in the corridor are not very bright, so you can clearly see the crystal chandelier downstairs, and the carpet under your feet is also a dark color pattern, low-key yet gorgeous, Lin Ting was stunned when he stood, and suddenly heard Come to a beautiful piano music.

He froze for a moment, as if he had thought of something unbelievable, he stretched out his hand and slowly opened the door, and the pleasant voice knocked on his ears more clearly.

There was no light in the room. Under the dim light, there was only bright moonlight near the window, and the plain white curtains fluttered gently with the breeze.

Du Liang was sitting in front of the window, her slender and slender fingers were dancing quickly on the keys, under the bright moonlight, her soft side face was as beautiful as in a dream.

The slightly soft "Canon" in the excitement, with dreamlike soft notes, this is Lin Ting's favorite piece, and he also accidentally mentioned that he must learn this piano piece that he thinks is the greatest.

It was just a sentence in joke... Lin Ting pursed his mouth tightly, and walked slowly with his feet uncontrollably. His deep and elegant melody was excellent in tone, as if it could arouse a deeper resonance in his heart.

Lin Ting didn't know much about pianos either, but he could barely recognize that the one in front of him should be a German Steinway. The so-called world famous piano was just a toy that Young Master Du bought casually.

Knowing Du Liang for so long, this is the first time I know that he can play the piano. His elegant and noble posture is not inferior to those performers he has seen. When the last note fell, the dark room suddenly fell into silence again. In the middle of it, there seems to be a melodious rhythm gently bypassing my ears.

Lin Ting stared blankly at the luxurious and elegant black and white piano keys in front of him, until Du Liang stood up again and hugged him in his arms.

"Are you dumbfounded?" Putting his cold earlobe in one mouthful, Du Liang hugged him tightly and sat down: "Did you suddenly feel that your husband is really handsome?"

One sentence instantly destroyed the soft atmosphere just now.

"You're so beautiful!" Lin Ting rolled his eyes and raised his arm to hit him: "You play well, one reward."

After speaking, he really raised his head and gnawed on his chin.

Du Liang helplessly rubbed the circle of tooth marks on it, and watched Lin Ting stretch out his paws to press it back and forth like a curious baby, his eyes were bright but he was cautious about damaging it, as if he had just been tricked A silly rabbit out of the nest.

Du Liangmeng's heart trembled, and he took his hand and gently slid across the black and white keys: "Don't you want to learn the piano? I'll teach you."

"But..." Lin Ting frowned in embarrassment: "It seems difficult, and you also know that my hands are not very flexible."

"It's okay." Du Liang smiled, held his hand and started the long teaching journey: "Let's take our time."

This time it was nearly midnight. Playing the piano really requires talent. Although Lin Ting is not suitable, he is still energetic enough. He practiced energetically for two or three hours, and in the end he was really tired. No, the ten fingers were almost frozen into sticks.

The originally pink and round fingertips were also worn and congested and red. Du Liang felt distressed, held his hand and kissed him: "I won't practice anymore, go back and rest."

Although he was badly hit, Lin Ting was not completely defeated in the end. He glanced unwillingly at the faintly glowing piano keys, and was finally dragged back to the bedroom by Du Liang.

Seeing that it was almost midnight, the two of them lay down on the bed exhausted, their hands and feet entangled, and they fell asleep.