Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

Zhang Fei scratched his head and said, "I'll send you the location on WeChat later."

After saying that, he was about to go to the bathroom again, but was stopped again.

Jizhun looked up at him and didn't let go. "What kind of filling did you eat?"

Zhang Fei: "?" He didn't understand but still answered "bean paste and tofu."

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

“What does bean paste taste like?”

Remember to keep asking, I really want to die.

But Duan Wu is really obvious.

After Zhang Fei finished answering Tian, ​​he turned around and looked at Ji Zhun, "Brother Ji, it's your turn to ask."

Remember "..., go quickly."

Seeing Duan Wu coming out, he quickly let go of his hand and patted the two confused people, "Go quickly."

Back at the table, the two of them sat side by side with ulterior motives. People came into the lounge one after another. My heart, which had been aroused all morning, could finally stop and rest.

The experimental calculations in Duan Wu's group are very intensive, but not too urgent. They can spare two or three hours every day to shoot the tasks assigned by their superiors.

Most of the time, he is the one doing the talking. Remember to ask some prepared questions from the audience's perspective.

The two of them cooperated very well. At first, the leader was worried that Duan Wu would be nervous in front of the camera, but after watching it for an afternoon, he was completely relieved and repeatedly emphasized that the content must not be wrong.

Three days passed quickly. I remembered finishing my last concluding remarks and turning off the microphone. Suddenly, I felt empty inside.

His pass is only valid for a few days, and it will be difficult for him to come in again after that.

The time I get to see Duan Wu is even less.

Jizhun restrained the cheesy words he wanted to say, stretched himself, and leaned softly on Duan Wu's shoulder. "It's finally over. I'm quite tired."

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah." The smile disappeared, and Jizhun bumped his head against his shoulder again, as if to remind him, "Call me?"

"Go back to the guesthouse and wait for me." Duan Wu glanced at the time. "I'll leave with you at 7:30."

I remember thinking I heard it wrong.

"Walk together?"

"Well," Duan Wu pushed the man straight, "Let's go to your house."

Oh my god——!

Jizhun took a half step back and looked at him defensively, "Are you kidding?"

There was a hint of disbelief and expectation in his tone.

Then, without giving Duan Wu a chance to hesitate, he touched his forearm eagerly, "I'm waiting for you? Are you really coming? Don't regret it?"

Duan Wu nodded and said, "I'll come find you after the data is uploaded."

They separated at the entrance of the building. Jizhun watched them go up the stairs and happily shot a shot in the air. Regardless of the puzzled looks of his two colleagues behind him, he hummed a little tune and laughed out loud.

Either he is a scientist, or who else has such execution ability?

I remembered to ask two colleagues to drive back with the equipment first, and I stayed in the room waiting for Duan Wu. I waited for every second like an age, and at about 7:30, my cell phone finally received a response.

[Future husband: Come down. ]

【AAA Photography Notes: Here it comes, one minute.】

Remember to run downstairs quickly. It was very hot in the July evening. Just two steps made the tip of my nose sweat and my bangs flew all over the place.

Duan Wu lowered the window and waved at him, "Slow down."

"You still have your driver's license?" He stepped into the passenger seat two steps at a time, somewhat surprised that Duan Wu could still drive.

"There is a sound source distance test, and if you meet the standards, you can get a driver's license."

Duan Wu turned around, stretched out his right arm, and then drew back. "I can fasten my seat belt myself."

After saying that, Duan Wu took out a wet wipe from the car pocket.

The two of them stared at each other, and Jizhun covered his face in embarrassment, "…just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Take your hands away." The tone was light, but it could not be refused.

Remember to take your hands away. The wet wipes are cool. Place them against your forehead and then on the tip of your nose. The sweat will be wiped away and your face will instantly cool down as the air conditioner blows through it.

"Ahem, thank you."

The seat belt on his side was pulled out and buckled into the lock. Duan Wu reached out to smooth out the wrinkled clothes on his chest before he sat up straight and started the car.

"Pull up the navigation."

Remember to search for your home address, the voice broadcast was very loud. He held the phone and gave Duan Wu navigation in silence.

No wonder people say that people in love are stupid.

Who wouldn't be confused?

He felt dizzy, not sure if it was because of Duan Wu's teasing or the hot weather, but he was extremely restless and wanted to immediately pull open the quilt and roll in with Duan Wu in his arms.

But this guy is driving now, so I can only sit quietly beside him and secretly watch him.

With both hands on the steering wheel, his eyes were fixed on the road.

It was the rush hour after get off work and the traffic was complicated. Duan Wu drove very patiently. When he encountered drivers who cut in line or did not follow the rules, he just frowned secretly without making any comments.

Jizhun especially liked to see him working seriously, especially his expression that suddenly relaxed and changed because of something unexpected.

It’s like a game of finding differences. If you catch that point, you will get pleasure.

"Brother Duan," Jizhun suddenly thought of the situation at home and rubbed his thighs, "My house may be a little small, and there is a cousin who is doing internship nearby and living with me, but he doesn't come back usually."

The red light was at 120 seconds. Duan Wu stepped on the brakes and turned his head, saying in a tone that didn't sound like a negotiation, "Let him move away."

"Ah?" Jizhun didn't react.

"inconvenient."

"What, what's inconvenient..."

Duan Wu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Nothing is convenient."

I remember that my brain buzzed and I didn't come to my senses until I reached the door of my house. All I could think about was Duan Wu's words that it was inconvenient.

What is he going to do? It's inconvenient! !

Intellectually, he should have simply refused at this moment, but he knew that he had misunderstood Duan Wu countless times.

So much so that sometimes he suffocated.

When Duan Wu asked him to get out of the car, Ji Zhun was still confused and got out of the car hesitantly.

*

Ji Hui was squatting in the living room eating takeout. The originally tidy living room was filled with takeout bags and cigarette butts in just a few days.

Remember to turn the key carefully. The smell of cigarettes that had been hidden for several days hit him in the face, mixed with the smell of fermented food, which changed his expression.

He walked into the room with a cold face, and the mess made his blood pressure soar to 180.

"Ji Hui!?" Ji Zhun wanted to go in and curse, but he didn't know how to start. The last time he was this angry was when someone stole his 500 living expenses.

Duan Wu was still following behind him, and he didn't even have the courage to look at the man who was always very clean and germaphobic.

"You're back, Ji Zhun? So soon?" The man squatting on the ground stood up with difficulty, the fat on his body huddled together. He seemed not to notice Ji Zhun's anger and his gaze shifted to Duan Wu.

"Sure, brother." There was a mixture of teasing and malice in his tone.

Although he had not logged into the account, Jihui had already guessed Jizhun's orientation through the secretly photographed painting, and that she liked men.

There are many people who like homosexuality in today's society, but Jihui knows that his parents will definitely not accept it.

This means that Jizhun does not have the courage to expose this matter.

He felt that he had his brother under control. He was not affected by Ji Zhun's anger at all and even began to speculate about Duan Wu's financial resources.

After all, this man's superior temperament is too outstanding, and anyone can see that he is either rich or powerful. In short, he is not an ordinary person.

He had heard about the perverted hobbies of rich people, regardless of gender.

Ji Hui had never paid attention to him before, but now he saw that his cousin was indeed quite good-looking, with fair skin and quite an attractive appearance.

"Fuck you..." Jizhun gritted his teeth.

"Right now! Get out of my house right now!"

When he saw his eyes fall on Duan Wu, he instantly got angry, kicked the drink bottle on the ground away, and shook with anger.

Ji Hui was unmoved, "Why, you don't even care about your cousin when you bring a man home to spend the night?"