31. Daydreaming about me

o help.Chen Zihao looked at him with his cigarette in his mouth and smiled, "Why, tired Master is so idle today, to stand up for his brother"his tone is polite.really doesn't want to mess with him.bos...isn't it "come" It's not any question, it's "come on".

the delicate, gentle little nerves of the social elder brother seem to have regained the signal and started working again.

I don't know why, when I saw these two words, Lin Yu was surprised to feel that there was something sour.

she could even imagine that Shen was sleepy, cold and lazy as she said this.

Lin Yu was surprised and suddenly wanted to talk to him.

maybe not suddenly, when she came out of the house, she thought, she didn't realize it.

the black iron door is unlocked, and tiredness usually does not lock the door. Lin Yu shoves the door in, and there are strings of lights hanging in the courtyard. The lush green plants in autumn transition little by little, and now they look crumpled and yellowed.

the porch light was on, and Lin Yu startled to the door and knocked.

about a minute later, tired appeared at the door, his black mask hanging from his chin and his eyes down.

after seeing her, he was stupefied for a moment, then turned sideways and let her in.

"just a moment, I have a job to do." Shen Yu said.

Lin Yu stood in the doorway and stopped: "am I bothering you"

"Twenty minutes," Shen Yu looked back at her and whispered, "wait for me, soon."

there are still a few floor lamps in the room, and the warm orange light is warm and dim. The cold white light in the half-open room is bright. Lin Yu is surprised to put the things in his hand on the sofa and point to the other side: "can I have a look"

"mm-hmm." Shen Yu walked past, wearing a thin black sweater, the sleeves folded up to the elbow position, the forearm muscle lines smooth and not protruding, with a little sense of youth.

Lin Yu-Jing followed him over. Before she entered the room, she stood at the door with the door frame and looked in curiously.

inside a very comfortable bench, on which sat a boy, very young, looking at her in his early twenties, looking sideways at her.

the boy blinked, his arm was tattooed, and his 1/2 forearm was painted like a Beijing Opera face. He raised his other hand and waved it at her: "Hi."

Lin Yu blinked and waved to him: "Hi."

Shen raised his hand, put a mask on his index finger, pulled out a new pair of gloves and put on his five fingers.

he looked up at her, picked up the coil machine next to him and sat down and went on with his head down.

Shen's hands are very good-looking, but he usually doesn't have such a profound visual stimulation. At this time, he wears black disposable gloves, the lines on the back of his hands are propped up, and the shape of his fingers is slender.

he drooped his eyes, his eyelashes were covered low, his dark pupils were completely covered, and he could not see his expression in his mask.

indifferent and attentive.

Lin Yu was surprised and suddenly felt thirsty.

she bit the soft meat in the cheek, and in a few seconds, she felt that the salivary glands began to secrete rapidly.

Lin Yu drooled in surprise, loosened his fingers on the door frame, stopped looking, and sat down on the sofa.

she herself is good-looking enough, and the small faces around her are very good-looking, so Lin Yusheng has always felt that she has a strong ability to resist beauty.

look at at least one boy, a man, a handsome guy of any age, she has never been drooling or drooling.

this reaction should only occur when you smell the smell of fried chicken barbecue hotpot.

Men are not as good as chicken nuggets.

Lin Yu shook his head, took away a plastic bag of snacks next to him, pulled out a can of beer, and took a few mouthfuls.

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the door of the workshop was open. Lin Yu sat on the sofa, leaning forward and watching from a distance, sipping beer.

Shen will do the same when pinching the tattoo machine.

the belly of the finger will press the tip of the index finger slightly, and the finger will lift slightly at regular intervals.

Lin Yu propped up his head in surprise, and his eyes swept down from the teenager's shoulder line to his narrow waist and elongated legs.

this brother has long legs.

she leaned back, sat down on the sofa, raised one of her legs to compare, and frowned.

for the first time, I felt dissatisfied with myself-

Shen Yu said it was 20 minutes, which took more than ten minutes. At the end, the boy with the tattoo straightened up, looked out, and asked, "girlfriend"

Shen put down the coil machine, raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck: "No."

is a little hoarse.

half of the forearms, the picture is not small, he spent two days, a total of more than 20 hours, today from noon to the present did not drink a sip of water.

"Oh," the boy smiled, "Girl, friend"

Shen said nothing, slowly took off his gloves and threw them away, then hooked off the mask.

this boy has been here several times before. He is familiar with Jiang Han and can be regarded as half an acquaintance. He is very discerning and cheap.

he immediately prepared to retreat and leave. Two people came out. Lin Yu sat on the sofa, watched the variety show while drinking beer, and opened the bag of Chicken Feet with Pickled Peppers to eat.

when she saw them coming out, she looked up and saw the tattoo wrapped in the boy's plastic wrap. She whistled: "very handsome, brother."

the boy grinned: "Thank you, sister. You are beautiful, too."

Shen stood in the doorway, all the doors opened for him, patted the door frame impatiently and looked at him with a frown.

"Yes," the boy folded his hands, bowed to Shen, went out the door, and said, "get tired."

Shen closed the door, turned his head, and his eyes fell on the coffee table.

one, two, three, four.

Twenty minutes, four empty beer cans.

Lin Yu Jing looked the same as usual, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching the variety show with relish.

is quite drinkable.

Shen Yu walked over and looked down at her: "make my brother yell so smoothly"

"Hmm" Lin Yu raised his head, his eyes were clear, and he bit the metal edge of the beer can. it took him a while to understand.

"Ah, I don't know what to call him," Lin Yu turned off the variety show and thought, "handsome guy" Doesn't it look a little frivolous "

Shen tired with the tip of his tongue protruding his lower teeth: "are you calling your brother not frivolous"

"No," Lin said, "it shows that I am clever and polite."

smiled angrily: "then why don't you tell me your manners"

Lin Yu said nothing, so he dried the rest of the wine in his hand, placed it neatly on the coffee table, joined the army of empty cans to become the No. 5 player, and then carried out a dozen from the bag next to him.

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called her wearily: "Lin Yu was surprised."

there was a sense of pressure when he spoke in a tired and calm voice, but Lin Yu was not afraid of him at all. He didn't even look at him, as if he had never heard of opening the beer. He picked out six cans in a dozen and picked it out. He opened the pull ring of the can and gave a slight bang.

Lin Yu looked up at him, raised his hand and handed over the can of beer: "would you like to drink, brother" At the moment of the exit of the word

, Shen Yu seemed to be pressed the pause button.e reading it. Lin's voice was suppressed in surprise, and his chin rested on his desk and whispered, "I shouldn't say you are a social brother. I just said casually. I didn't mean to offer you my sinc...