step by step addiction

Ji Yunsu was a little ashamed at first, as if he owed a huge debt, he was very embarrassed, and kept thinking in his mind, why such a simple matter has been delayed until now and has not been fulfilled.

But after thinking about it, she suddenly remembered again, and couldn't help retorting aggrievedly, "Didn't I give you cookies last time?"

Fu Tingyang is still regretting what happened to him, why he said that suddenly, how could he care about those two meals.

But thinking of her carefully preparing three meals for another man in the kitchen, he didn't even think about it at that moment, and blurted out the words, and by the time his brain came back to his senses, it was already too late.

He was about to say he was joking when he was interrupted.

Ji Yunsu bit his lips and smiled, "At most it's a meal."

Fu Tingyang's heartstrings seemed to be gently caressed by something, and he stared at her, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

He could understand why Zhuang Yan, who had never been close to women, stumbled with Ji Yunsu.

There is a famous lady in City A, who is well-known in the rich circle. It is rare for a man who has met her not to be fascinated by her enchanting figure, charming expression, and mature charm.

Fu Tingyang once met it once, and it does have its unique charm, but the man with poisonous eyes can tell at a glance that it is a deliberate charm. Beauty is beautiful, but it lacks spirituality.

Ji Yunsu's aura is innate, half pure and half seductive, which fascinates men even more.

But this is not entirely her. If it is only the former, she can only be regarded as a natural beauty, and in the eyes of men, she is at best a precious vase.

But she has spirituality, stubbornness, and tenacity. These qualities have armed her, made her hard and soft, and made the man who provoked her willing to fall into it.

His eyes were too gluey, Ji Yunsu tilted his head, and touched his cheek with his fingers, "What's wrong?"

Fu Tingyang took a long breath and smiled, "The biscuits are also counted. I happened to have no dinner for the rest of the meal."

Ji Yunsu was surprised, and blurted out: "It's so late and I haven't eaten yet. I happen to have a bit too much dinner. If you don't mind, how about a meal?"

But after thinking about it, that was what was left over. He seemed insincere and embarrassed, so he joked, "This is my half meal."

Fu Tingyang couldn't help laughing out loud, and nodded, "Okay, it's half a meal."

Ji Yunsu stood up, "Let's go."

On the way back, when he stepped on a frosted floor tile, Ji Yunsu's feet slipped suddenly and he cried out in shock.

Fu Tingyang grasped her arm firmly with his sharp eyes, and when she stood still, she felt that her back was covered in hot sweat again.

Ji Yunsu breathed out, anxious and apologetic, "Sorry, it hurts."

She slipped just now, and when her arm was raised, it just hit Fu Tingyang's abdomen.

"It's very light, the back of your hand hurts even more." Fu Tingyang comforted her, and after letting go, his arm was in place of the punch on her back.

"I'm fine." Ji Yunsu turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine on his feet, and walked around cautiously.

The two returned to the twelfth floor.

With the embarrassing experience before, Ji Yunsu learned the wisdom this time, and confessed directly before entering the door, "Wait a minute, the room is a bit messy, I'll go in and tidy it up."

Fu Tingyang nodded and stood aside, "Don't worry, clean up slowly."

Only then did Ji Yunsu get into the room.

The clothes she had changed were casually laid out on the sofa, Ji Yunsu picked them up and threw them on the bed, then pulled the bed curtain and it was clean.

She put the food on the coffee table first, and then went to open the door.

"Excuse me." Fu Tingyang walked into the door, seeing the shiny floor, he hesitated, "Do you want to change your slippers?"

"No, it's not particular." Ji Yunsu smiled and said, "They are all home-cooked dishes, I don't know if they suit your taste."

"The biscuits you sent last time were delicious. I brought a box to my parents, and they liked them too."

Ji Yunsu chuckled, "As long as you like it, I'll give you some more some other day."

Fu Tingyang went around the coffee table and sat on the sofa, but his eyes were attracted by something on the ground.

He looked away without showing any trace, and sat on the far right side of the sofa.

Ji Yunsu turned around and sat on the TV cabinet, and then said: "You sit in the middle, it's not easy to pick up food."

The TV cabinet here is a small long table, about the height of her thighs. She just deliberately moved the TV to the side to free up such a small space, which is just right for sitting.

Fu Tingyang glanced at her, and while sitting in the middle of the sofa, he asked, "Is there ice water?"

"Oh yes, wait a minute." Ji Yunsu immediately went to the refrigerator to get water.

Fu Tingyang took advantage of her back to pick up the little pink dress at his feet, looked around, finally leaned forward slightly, opened the bed curtain with his fingers, and threw the little dress on the bed.

After he finished these, Ji Yunsu just poured the water and turned around.

Fu Tingyang picked up a dish with chopsticks.

The dishes are all home-cooked, because Zhuang Yan has to recover from his injuries, so the dishes are very light, one serving of local delicacies, one serving of shredded cabbage, and one serving of Kung Pao Chicken.

Fu Tingyang's taste is neither light nor heavy, you can eat spicy food, and you can eat light food. Although the taste of ground three delicacies is light, it stirs up the original fragrance of the ingredients. It is light but flavorful, fresh and fragrant, and even after swallowing Can turn between the lips and teeth.

He suddenly envied Zhuang Yan in his heart.

"How is it? Is it to your liking?" Although Ji Yunsu was quite confident in his cooking skills, he still asked modestly.

"It's delicious." Fu Tingyang nodded, and joked again: "The remaining half of the meal is rounded up to one meal, so after eating this meal, you still owe me a meal."

Ji Yunsu scratched his head with a smile, "Okay, the biscuits count as interest, and I really treat you to two meals."

When Fu Tingyang moved his chopsticks again, his mind suddenly brightened, "Every dish of yours has a portion left for one person. Is this your dinner?"

If you do more, you will only get a little more. How can there be more than three dishes? It seems to be reserved on purpose.

Ji Yunsu clenched his toes in embarrassment.

He was right, this was originally for herself to eat, and she sent it to Zhuang Yan as soon as the meal was ready, and then met Fu Tingyang.

But just now the situation was under her nose, and she felt uneasy because she owed it for a long time, and was anxious to fulfill the promise, so she ignored herself.

If Fu Tingyang knew this, it would be embarrassing. He was embarrassed to eat it, and she was embarrassed to eat it again.

Ji Yunsu looked calm, "No, I really did too much. I've already eaten, and the bowl is still in the sink."

After a two-second pause, he added, "I originally made Cheng Zhao's portion, but he has already eaten outside, so there is left over."

Fu Tingyang understood, and continued to eat.

Ji Yunsu took advantage of the situation to clean up the stove, he couldn't stare at other people eating.

Fu Tingyang did not keep the atmosphere quiet. For a person like him, socializing is instinctive. He can enter Vanity Fair at the top, and can enter the market at the bottom.

Ji Yunsu cooperated very comfortably, and his mentality became more relaxed and natural.

The chat continued until the meal was over. Ji Yunsu wanted to wash the dishes, but Fu Tingyang refused. He cleaned the dishes and chopsticks by himself, and then sat down for a while before saying goodbye to Ji Yunsu.

Before opening the door, he said again: "I'm going back to City A at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, if you want to go back, call me."

Ji Yunsu pursed his lips, "Okay."

Opening the door will send Fu Tingyang two steps away, and the door of the next room will be opened.

Zhuang Yan looked at the two people at the door, and then his eyes fell on the scarf around Ji Yunsu's neck, his expression darkened.