Raise you just to eat you

When Du Liang woke up, Du Lian was already getting ready under the bed, saying that someone came up to remind her twice just now, and she was waiting for them to go down for dinner.

Du Liang was still confused, sat up and rubbed his eyes: "What time is it?"

"It's already seven o'clock." Du Lian walked up to him, holding a new set of clothes in his hand, apparently planning to help Du Liang change.

Du Liang looked at him and smiled, and didn't intend to cooperate with him just sitting like this: "Du Lian, I'm no longer in my family, so you don't need to take care of me like this anymore."

"Master..." Du Lian was stunned for a moment, looked up at him quietly, and finally stretched out his hand without being humble or overbearing: "But you are always my young master, young master, it's getting late, please let me help you change your clothes. "

Still changing clothes, you idiot... Du Liang wanted to laugh, but seeing his serious expression, he still held back abruptly: "I see, put the clothes here first, you go out first."

"……Yes."

When the door was gently closed, Du Liang also heaved a sigh of relief, looked back at the completely dark sky outside, and then remembered to check his mobile phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, she heard a nasal voice and hummed "Hello" a few times. It seemed that she was still sleeping. Du Liang smiled, and her expression softened unconsciously.

"Baby, it's me."

"...Who are you?" Lin Ting over there was still squinting, and asked heartlessly.

Du Liang was very helpless, thinking of his dazed appearance just after waking up, he wanted to go up and ravage him fiercely: "It's me, your husband."

"You fucking have a husband! I only have one wife. If I say one, he will never dare to say another."

Yep, definitely awake now.

"Yes, yes, your wife is the most obedient." Du Liang tried her best to follow him, lest he make a phone call and bombard herself for a long time: "Why are you still sleeping, have you eaten dinner?"

"No." There was a rustling voice over there, probably sitting up from the bed: "I'm not hungry."

"Eat even if you're not hungry." Du Liang frowned: "Do you feel sick to your stomach again?"

"But I can't eat it." Maybe because he thought he was too annoying, Lin Ting raised his voice unconsciously: "You still talk about me, why don't you come to see me after you have returned to China! You are still talking about it, and you don't want to I think it's someone's fault that I can't eat..."

In the end, I really felt aggrieved, pouting and tugging at the sheets under her body, Du Liang wanted to laugh a little, so she lowered her voice and coaxed him slowly: "Be good, baby, don't make trouble, my husband will be the first time I finish working these two days." Just go home and see you, take good care of yourself, lest you may be overwhelmed by then."

These words are too rascal, plus Du Liang deliberately lowered his teasing voice in order to tease him, Lin Ting really wanted to go and scratch his paws, but he was too far away, so he could only think about it in his heart It's just a relief.

Knowing that he couldn't help himself in such a family environment, Lin Ting sniffled, showing a seldom-female submissive attitude.

"I see, I'll wait for you at home and don't go anywhere, come back soon after you're done, Du Liang, I really miss you..."

This little coquettish voice hooked in Du Liang's heart softly, and he felt a little tingly all over his body, this fucking was more exciting than calling him twice on the bed, Du Liang sighed, rubbed it not too The heart of striving, this little ancestor, really wants to kill him in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone, I was in a daze for a while, and when I got dressed and walked downstairs, the whole family was waiting around the dining table. Adults and children were all present, and the noisy table looked like It's also very heartwarming.

Du Lian was sitting next to Du's father, and there was an empty seat beside him, which seemed to be reserved for Du Liang. Although he was only a little housekeeper, Du Lian's status in the Du family was no lower than that of other young masters and young ladies. He grew up under Mr. Du's eyes since he was a child. He was promising and filial. It can be said that among so many grandchildren, besides Du Liang, Du Lian is the one that the old man admires the most.

It's rare for the family to get together so well, and there is no usual strict rules when eating together, eating and drinking is very happy, anyway, the old man has always been happy.

In the middle of the meal, I don’t know who turned the topic to Du Liang. He said that not long ago, someone had heard that Du Liang was hanging out with a country boy. Hidden or something.

This is nothing more than a casual joke at the dinner table. It is normal for a family to entertain and entertain. Besides, it is not surprising that the big boss has one or two special hobbies these days. Playing with men is just for fun. .

But it's still not very decent to say that in front of the children, the old man was not very happy, he patted the table and glared at his disappointing young son.

This topic successfully brought the atmosphere at the dinner table to a low point. The old man glanced at his good grandson's face. Fortunately, his expression was as usual, and he didn't have any other reactions.

In fact, Du Liang didn't take this matter to heart at all. He already had such an awareness when he wanted to win back Lin Ting's heart. All he had to do was protect his baby.

As for the family, Du's father and Du's mother are almost settled, and the most important thing is the old man's place, but thinking of how much he always wants to put himself in his mouth, he suddenly feels that this worry is really a bit fucking superfluous.

Facts have proved that the old man really doesn't care much about these little things. His grandson can do whatever he wants, and he can carry him even when the sky falls, as long as he can leave him a big fat great-grandson with good genes in the end.

But having said that, now that this is all said, he suddenly became a little interested in that little boy who is hidden in a golden house. What kind of person can make his good grandson so protective and painful? The blessings created in eight lifetimes.

Du Liang was still holding his food indifferently, turning a blind eye to the whispers of the uncles around him. The old man coughed, signaling that everyone should stop.

After dinner, Du Liang went to say hello to the old man. The grandpa and grandson missed each other very much after seeing each other for a long time.

This is where we start to get down to business.

"Well, dear grandson, don't think what your uncle said just now is unpleasant. You don't know his temper. It's not enough to succeed but fail. Just listen to it and don't take it to heart."

"I know." Du Liang smiled, very sensible and considerate.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and leaned on the soft carpet with a cane: "Sun, tell me the truth, do you really like that little boy?"

Du Liang raised his head, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth: "Master, you shouldn't ask such a question, you don't understand my temper better than anyone else."

"Oh, that's right, that's right." The old man sighed, this brat was brought up by himself, and his stubborn temper is the most like his youthful self, he won't be able to pull back even eight horses for one thing, If you want to see people, it must be like this.

But what should be asked clearly is still unrelenting. The old man straightened his expression and looked at him seriously: "You know that I will never stop you from getting what you like, and so does this child. I haven't seen him before, but it should be a good boy to make you like him so much."

"But to be honest, I still don't trust people from outside to stay by your side. Look at Xiao Lianzi, after all, I was raised by my grandfather. Every point and every point is pleasing to the eye. The two of you used to That's the situation, Sun, tell me why you two..."

"Master!" Du Liang frowned, and interrupted the old man's words so impolitely for the first time: "Stop talking, it's all in the past."

"Yes, it's something from the past. Don't tell me, let's not talk about it." The old man sighed, knowing that he didn't want to mention it, so he couldn't continue talking like this, but Du Lianna really felt distressed when he saw it. Yes, I can see everything clearly. It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong about what happened back then. If it's really weird, it can only be blamed for being too young to stand the test.

In the end, I still feel sorry, the old man sighed, seeing the two of them toss each other so much for so many years, it would be a lie to say that it doesn't hurt.

After that, Du Liang stayed at my house for almost a week, nothing serious, just spending time with the old man every day, playing chess, and living a leisurely life like this.

The night before he left, Du Lian still went upstairs and knocked on Du Liang's door. Du Liang was not surprised at all and asked him to sit in the room. The two of them were silent for a while.

"What's the matter, with such a sad look, it's not like I won't see you again in the future."

Du Liang smiled and teased him, just about to raise his hand to rub his hair, but he endured it abruptly. If Du Lian raised his head at this time, he would definitely see the distressed and forbearing look in his eyes.

"Master..." Du Lian's voice was very low, and it sounded a little trembling, and his clenched fists trembled unconsciously: "Master, Master..."

It's not that he didn't know why he was struggling so much, Du Liang sighed, hesitated for a while, and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms. The two of them were about the same height and body shape, so Du Liang couldn't help but to hold him together. Thinking of those crazy and ignorant youth years ago, necks entangled, and crazy pleasures in the ass.

The body in his arms was trembling slightly, and there was a warm and humid feeling on his shoulders. Du Liang couldn't speak, so he could only hug him so silently, and embed him in his arms with all his strength.

This night, the two of them still slept on the same couch, their hands and feet were tightly intertwined, and their cheeks touched each other slightly. It had nothing to do with sex, only attachment.

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