The Sea King Sends the Scumbags to the Crematorium | BL, MTL

Chapter 87: It seems like he really doesn't need me anymore.

"Why don't you answer?" Lin Jianxi stretched out a finger and lightly poked the man's broad and solid chest, "What are you thinking about?"

The tone was also light, with a faint smile, like a ball of mist floating in the air, hazy and mysterious. When the wind blew, it immediately penetrated into the hearts of others.

Fu Linbei's ears were already red, and it seemed as if his soul had only just begun to return. After a while, he whispered, "According to the theory—"

Lin Jianxi immediately rolled his eyes in his heart. It's just based on theory again. Where do you get so many theories every day?

"It's not only seeing a ferocious beast that will cause your heart rate to increase. It may also be because you saw someone or something that is shocking or beautiful enough." Although he was so nervous that his whole body was tense, Fu Linbei's eyes were still firmly fixed on the young man in his arms, and he expressed his feelings in a meaningful way.

You're good at talking.

Lin Jianxi couldn't help but bury his head in his chest and laughed secretly a few times, and then the next moment, he felt Fu Linbei's stiffness again.

The breathing sounds above my head became completely disordered, and all the muscles in my body were in a state of readiness. It seemed as if a hot current was rushing to my neck, spreading out a little bit of numbness, and my brain was as confused as if I was drunk.

The temperature around them gradually increased, and the ambiguous atmosphere became more and more intense. The two people who were tightly pressed together had their heartbeats very fast, but in tacit understanding, no one moved at all, and they just snuggled up to each other comfortably.

No, if you keep teasing me like this, I'll blush too.

A rare flash of embarrassment flashed across Lin Jianxi's face. He pushed himself up with his hands and quickly climbed up from Fu Linbei's body. Then he sat down properly beside him and pretended to be calm before changing the subject.

"By the way, Linbei, I remember you said before that you would invite me to dinner on the 30th of this month?"

Fu Linbei immediately breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up and adjusted his tie, his expression returning to his usual elegance and composure, with only his slightly red ears revealing a bit of his true emotions.

"Yes, you still remember?" A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he said apologetically: "When you came to visit my home before, I didn't prepare enough food and couldn't entertain you properly. I will make it up to you this time."

"From the sound of it, are you going to cook for me yourself?" Lin Jianxi's eyes immediately lit up and he couldn't help rubbing his hands in anticipation.

"Yeah." Fu Linbei nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a gentle arc, "If you want to eat anything, you can order whatever you want."

"Wow Linbei, you can do it now!" Lin Jianxi was immediately in awe, "Your cooking skills are so good that you can let me order the dishes? What if you can't cook the dishes I ordered?"

The standard answer to this kind of question is usually "I can learn if I can't do it", but Fu Linbei thought about it seriously, and then answered seriously -

"If you can't make it, I can buy it."

He was not being perfunctory or unwilling to learn, he just felt that it would be difficult to grasp the true essence of complex dishes in a short period of time.

Since it is a treat, naturally we have to bring out the best things, no matter whether we make it ourselves or buy it outside. The ultimate goal is only one, which is to make Lin Jianxi happy with the meal.