Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

Zhou Jiangyan sat on a chair, holding his temple with one hand and looking down at his phone. What hangs on the back of the chair is not the white coat, but a black apron.

The warm light slanted down, illuminating half of Zhou Jiangyan's body. The angular face, well-proportioned figure and slender waist are all outlined by the tighter black T, and the slender legs naturally overlap.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhou Jiangyan raised his head and met Zhou Fanyun's eyes. Zhou Fanyun ran headlong into his deep black eyes and could never get out.

"Fan Yun is back, take a rest, I just prepared dinner."

Zhou Fanyun came back to his senses and was about to say something when he saw Zhou Jiangyan spreading his slender legs, picking up the apron and walking towards the kitchen.

Zhou Fanyun watched Zhou Jiangyan walk into the kitchen blankly, his eyes lingering at the door of the kitchen for a long time. Then he pursed his lips and walked into the bathroom.

By the time Zhou Fanyun came out, he had already finished taking a shower. There is moisture all over the body, and a strong smell of shower gel that is different from the past.

He obediently sat down where Zhou Jiangyan was sitting just now. From here, he could just see Zhou Jiangyan walking around in the kitchen.

It doesn't take long, only about ten minutes. Zhou Jiangyan turned around and came out with a plate with a few dishes on it.

After placing the dishes one by one, Zhou Jiangyan went in and brought out two bowls of noodles.

The faint smell of blood that the shower gel couldn't hide blended into the fragrance of rice, which was particularly pungent, but Zhou Jiangyan didn't seem to notice it.

Pulling out the chair, Zhou Jiangyan sat down. He looked at Zhou Fanyun who was dazed beside him, and asked in a warm voice: "What's wrong, Fanyun. Are you not hungry when you are standing there in a daze?"

After hearing this, Zhou Fanyun couldn't help it anymore. He curled his fingers slightly, grabbed the corners of Zhou Jiangyan's clothes, and fell into Zhou Jiangyan's arms.

"Jiangyan..." Zhou Fanyun buried his head in Zhou Jiangyan's arms, his voice was muffled, "Jiangyan, the zombie wave, many people...will never be seen again..."

There was a long silence after that.

Zhou Jiangyan felt warmth spreading on his shoulders, and the person in his arms was breathing abnormally, fast.

This is... crying?

Zhou Jiangyan was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of something. Many people had died? His hand gently stroked Zhou Fanyun's back, once and for all, until it reached the waist and then back to the nape of the neck.

The back of the person in his arms rose and fell even more, and Zhou Jiangyan could not ignore it. He held Zhou Fanyun's face and scraped away the tears hanging on his face with his fingertips.

A slight redness spread from the corners of her eyes to her cheeks, her eyelashes fluttered, and her tears shone brightly. His lips were very red and his nose looked like it was rouged.

With his face held in his hands, Zhou Fanyun helplessly looked at Zhou Jiangyan. He lowered his eyebrows and sighed inexplicably, with a slight tremor in his breath.

"There were three team members who could have been saved, but they all gave up."

"Captain Li...Li Jianming took the initiative to resign from the position of captain. Now I am the captain of the first team..."

"Little Bell is very sad..." Me too.

Zhou Jiangyan listened silently, and Zhou Fanyun's breathing gradually calmed down.

He looked at Zhou Jiangyan, his eyes were full of his own face. Zhou Fanyun knew that what he just did was immature, but he couldn't help it.

Holding Zhou Fanyun in his arms, Zhou Jiangyan looked extremely gentle and said, "What are you worried about, Fanyun, you can tell me."

"In the apocalypse, we are all vulnerable..." Zhou Fanyun put his hands on Zhou Jiangyan's shoulders and buried his head deeply. He was already thin-skinned, but now that he was crying in front of others, he felt even more embarrassed.

"If I leave suddenly, or you disappear suddenly..."

"No, definitely not." Zhou Jiangyan gently rubbed Zhou Fanyun's head and said with a smile, his tone full of certainty.