Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

After living together for more than a week, Jingzhi found that Cheng Ying was not only not tired of her, but was becoming more and more attached to her.

Every day I find different ways to stick to her.

She really couldn't understand why the silent and cold-faced gunman would become like this after having a girlfriend.

Today, while he was busy in the kitchen alone, she tiptoed into the lounge (the side bedroom she originally lived in had been converted into a lounge by Cheng Ying), plugged in headphones, and secretly watched a TV series on the computer.

As she watched, she felt inexplicably guilty. She adjusted her headphones from time to time and looked back at the gate.

I was afraid that Cheng Ying would suddenly push the door open.

"No, it's loud even with headphones on."

she whispered.

The little mute's ears are very pointed.

She slid the mouse and clicked pause, then connected her phone to the computer with a data cable.

Import all the TV series you haven't finished watching into your phone.

Taking advantage of the break in the introduction, she pushed open the computer chair with wheels, stood up, and looked around.

Finally, I found a blind spot for the bay window on the side of the computer.

The bay window protrudes from the wall. Once the curtains are drawn and the lights are turned off, the whole room looks like no one is there.

Jingzhi covered her mouth and chuckled twice, unplugged her cell phone, hid in the corner, and straightened the curtains.

……

Cheng Ying turned off the gas, turned off the fire, scooped up the braised fish, walked out of the kitchen and brought it to the dining table.

At this time, there were three steaming dishes and a soup on the table, but the woman who was supposed to be sitting here was nowhere to be seen.

Cheng Ying first looked at the shoe rack at the entrance.

Her shoes for going out are all there, and her slippers are not at the door, so they should still be in the house.

While feeling relieved, Cheng Ying also felt a little helpless.

These past few days, she has been avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.

Even though they had only had that one ridiculous night together, she was still afraid.

Cheng Ying admitted defeat, took off his apron, and his first target was the leisure room.

As to why it wasn't his room.

These days, she would definitely not go in unless it was time to go to bed, for fear that he would suddenly want to do something again.

She is more familiar with the leisure room and usually spends the most time there.

As soon as the door opened, the darkness in the room made him frown.

"Knock knock."

He knocked on the door twice and turned on the light.

The room was empty.

The computer interface is still stuck on the taskbar downloading TV series.

A white data cable was plugged into the host on the right, and the air conditioner's heating function was not turned off, causing the data cable to swing.

Cheng Ying smiled and shook his head. Why was she still hiding and watching TV like a child?

But he couldn't say anything and couldn't ask her to go out for dinner.

So I could only measure every place in the house step by step.

Next to the wardrobe, behind the computer desk, under the bed, he even looked up at the top of the wardrobe.

Why is there no one here?

Cheng Ying's mind suddenly jumped, and he walked to the wardrobe and opened the door to take a look.

After reading it, I felt a little ridiculous.

I haven't found any other houses yet.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, a familiar chuckle suddenly came from behind the computer desk he had just checked.

Cheng Ying paused, turned around immediately and walked towards the computer desk.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the table, but she still didn't respond.

Okay, okay, she wants to play, right? Then he will play with her.

Cheng Ying walked around the computer desk and gently lifted a corner of the curtain with some force.

A certain kitten who loves playing hide-and-seek has its back to him, watching a TV show with headphones on, and its head is inexplicably getting closer and closer to the phone.

Cheng Ying held his breath and leaned closer to her. Just as he was about to scare her, the approaching screen image suddenly came into his sight.

A man and a woman were kissing on the screen.

Cheng Ying turned his head and looked at Jingzhi in surprise.

This girl is avoiding him to watch this?

As soon as I glanced at Jingzhi, I found that her face was red from the sunlight outside the window. I didn’t know if it was because she was sunburned or because she was embarrassed by seeing this scene.

Cheng Ying smiled, and when she was lost in thought, he suddenly leaned close to her ear and said:

"what……"

A low hum, a little rustling, the rising ending tone was somewhat joyful and a little teasing.

She suddenly covered her itchy right ear, as if she had seen a ghost, and turned to look at him.

She moved too much and the headphone cable was pulled away from the phone by herself.

Turning the volume up to the maximum, the sound of the heroine's social death in the play directly entered Cheng Ying's ears.

The air was silent for a moment, with only the sound coming from the phone.

"Woman, you are playing with fire." said the boss on the phone.

Jingzhi came to his senses, hurriedly picked up the phone that had fallen on the windowsill, and frantically pressed the exit button.

Cheng Ying loved her.

He was hooked by the ambiguous voice and her shy reaction. His breathing became disordered, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and his eyes looking at her became more and more passionate.

He stood up, put one hand on the glass behind her head, and looked down at her.

She sat up and glanced up, feeling burned by his gaze. She swallowed her saliva with a gulp and quickly turned her face away. "Eat, eat?"

Cheng Ying lowered his left hand to his side, gently straightened her hair that was covering her face, and then moved her face straight.

【Why blush? 】

"I, I didn't! The heating was turned up too high, or it was the sun."

[Hehe, do you admit it or not?

Also, why are you hiding from me? 】

He pointed at the phone screen on her lap, which was paused on an obscene picture.

Jingzhi immediately turned the phone upside down and awkwardly unplugged the other earphone, tidied the earphone cable, and tried to quibble:

"It was actually just an ordinary love story, quite funny, and I was quite amused. Who knew they would kiss right away?"

【A romantic drama...】

"Absolutely!" She answered firmly, her eyes looking too serious to seem like she was lying.

Cheng Ying smiled slightly, bent his waist and lowered his head, blowing gently on her face.

【If you are in love with me, don’t you want to kiss me? 】

Jingzhi opened her mouth slightly, stared at him with wide eyes, and really wanted to grab something and throw it at him.

Kitty is broken...broken.

How to do?

Cheng Ying's eyes showed strangeness and he tightened his grip.

That's not what the fat man told him.

Shouldn't she be extremely shy now, twist her fingers together, kiss him, and finally run away?

In the end, he can catch up, and it will all go smoothly...

Why is her face getting greener and greener?

"You...did someone tell you something?" she asked bluntly.

Although he was very aggressive that night, he was still a rookie at heart.

There can only be one reason for such a big change - there is an external force influencing him.

After hearing her question, Cheng Ying suddenly burst into coughing, and his face turned red as he coughed.

[…It’s time to eat.]

After saying that, his face hid in the corner.

Jingzhi touched her chin, observed his behavior, and nodded silently. Isn't this right?

Xiaoying still looks better this way.

She reached out and poked his abdominal muscles. "Hey, you asked others for tips on picking up girls. This shows that it was you who wanted it, and you're blaming me?"

Cheng Ying turned his back and looked at her lovingly with a red face.

It went without saying that he wanted to get closer to her.

But she was hiding so well that he didn't want to force it too much.

Jingzhi pulled his pants towards her by the waistband.

Cheng Ying was confused for a moment and staggered when she pulled him.

The position came to her again.

This posture is somewhat indecent.

Jingzhi lowered her eyes to take a look, then immediately turned her face away, her fingers constantly picking at the gaps between the tiles on the windowsill.

One week and half a day.

She froze her hand, blinked and thought for a long time before she understood what he meant by his lip reading.

"A week and a half... How... are you counting the days on the calendar? It's only been a week...?"

"Weren't you single for thirty years before?"

Cheng Ying's brows were raised higher and higher, and his wide eyes looked aggrieved and full of resentment.

【no the same. 】

With you, I...

He shut up in time, otherwise he would be blocked if he continued.

What he was about to say seemed too explicit, and the sound of a zipper suddenly cut off his thoughts.

Cheng Ying was so panicked that he pressed the buttons.

【I, I was just kidding, let’s eat first.】

She smiled, "Eat first, or...?"

(slightly)………………

…………

Only then did Jingzhi realize to look back out the window.

Fortunately, there was a factory outside and no windows.

However, the factory was very close, and she could see the several exhaust fans working on the side of the iron house at a glance.

Jingzhi was a little worried about his chastity.

"Will anyone see us?"

[No, this is one-way glass, you can't see inside from the outside.]

Yes, as a gangster, he must attach great importance to privacy and hiding.

He was getting closer and closer, and she kept moving back, until she had nowhere to retreat. At this moment, Jingzhi was lying like Ge You, and when she looked up, she would see his eyes that were about to catch fire.

Please.

"...Call me sister."

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he would always save face somewhere else in the future.

【elder sister. 】

"Hey!!" She grinned happily.

……

Hot sweat dripped from the top of his head.

He supported himself with his hands, and a circle of palm prints also appeared.

The white hurdle vest was a little tight because of his good figure.

Jingzhi was bewildered and touched his taut mermaid line through his clothes.

【You. 】

He touched her head, breathing in disorder.

Jingzhi smiled, "Why is the little mute not mute anymore?"

He frowned and said, "Don't be naughty, be nice."

"I want to eat fish, I'm in a hurry." She said innocently.

He sighed deeply.

[I...I'll go heat up the food later, okay?]

"You're really pushing the envelope."

"My aunt is here."

[Aunt? When did it come? How come I didn't know?]

Cheng Ying was a little panicked because he hadn't prepared any gifts yet.

No, why hadn't he heard that she had an aunt?

Jingzhi saw his dazed look and knew that he had misunderstood.

She laughed so hard that she started coughing and slapped his chest, "Ha, cough, you're going to make me laugh to death!"

"I mean menstruation, period, understand?"

Cheng Ying was stunned for a moment, and his expression became more depressed.

Cheng Ying leaned on the windowsill with her, trying to calm down the discomfort in his body.

"How about I kiss you again?"

Cheng Ying was recording her menstrual cycle on his mobile phone at this time. Hearing her say this, Cheng Ying turned his head to glance at her rosy lips.

The proposal tempted him, but the redness on her lips made him reluctant to give up.

【No. 】

Just as he was about to close the memo, Jingzhi leaned on his shoulder and opened it again, "My cycle is five days each, twice a year."

Cheng Ying suddenly tilted his head. [Twice...in a year?]

She nodded and gently tapped his tall nose. "Yes, so, as long as we don't have children, you only need to be a vegetarian for ten days a year."

He felt like laughing, so he took her fingers and rubbed them gently in his hand, jokingly saying to himself:

If I only have ten days off a year, I'll be exhausted.

She tutted and her face became redder. She didn't know who it was, but she couldn't hold it in for a week.

Cheng Ying carefully filled in her cycle in the memo.

Then he stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked to the kitchen.

Jingzhi followed him closely, like a little tail, and a noisy little tail at that.

She finished speaking for both of them.

"The food is cold, let me bring it in and heat it up for you."

"What are you doing with the pot?"

"Oh, boil some brown sugar water, but my stomach doesn't hurt, I'm in great shape!"

"Aying? Little Eagle! Eagle? Why don't you reply to me?"

"Hey! Tickle you!!"

As soon as my hand reached into his armpit, he grabbed it.

Cheng Ying knocked the water on the spatula, put it aside, turned it to low heat, then turned around and pinched her soft cheek.

【You, I can’t find you when I want to find you. 】

【When you are busy, you pester me again. 】

"I'm pestering you because I like you."

Cheng Ying was caught off guard by another confession, and he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

【Have a meal. 】

……

Jingzhi sat across from him, giving him a thumbs-up while eating, "Excellent!"

He smiled lightly, "As long as you like it."

He didn't know why, but he had been very good at cooking fish since he was a child.

Even the fat man would bring fish to him from time to time and ask him to cook.

Look, whoever you think of will be there.

“Ding dong… Ding dong ding dong ding dong!”

"I'll open the door!"

Jingzhi pulled out a chair and walked quickly towards the door.

Cheng Ying withdrew his hand and silently took back his words about paying attention to stomachache.

She was wearing his cotton slippers.

Cheng Yingguang had nowhere to put his feet. The floor was tiled. It was November and the living room had no heating, so the floor was chilly. He could only lift his legs and step on the horizontal bar under the table.

In fact, he has another choice.

Under the table were her white cotton slippers.

It's plush and looks soft and comfortable.

Cheng Ying stepped back, looked at the pair of cotton slippers, and then looked at his own big feet.

Forget it, it would be bad if her shoes got dirty.

……

"Hey, Fatty, what's up?"

The fat man poked his head in and chuckled, "Eating? I've come at a great time."

Cheng Ying glanced at him indifferently.

If he wasn't a good brother, he would have called him rude.

Whose good person goes to someone else's house during meal time?

The fat man's right hand, which was hidden behind the door, suddenly stretched out, "Brother Ying, let's have grilled fish tonight. I've bought all the ingredients!"

A large processed fish was placed in a plastic bag, and a few green onions were sticking out of the bulging bag.

Some grilled fish side dishes can be clearly seen in the translucent bag.

From behind the fat man's thick back, another head popped out, "Hey, Brother Eagle, let me learn some skills."

It’s Xiao Yang who sells grilled sausages.

He was holding a box of "tuition" - beer.

Those who come are guests.

What's more, she felt guilty towards the fat man.

Jingzhi brought them slippers and stepped aside to let them into the house.

Cheng Ying, on the other hand, was not very happy. He had a sullen face and was counting the grains of rice while eating.

She walked over and gently put her arm around his shoulder. "Aying, don't be like this. It's so lively here with so many people around. Tonight we can make grilled fish together, play games together, and drink beer together! It'll be so much fun."

Xiao Yang had never seen her in his life. He only heard the fat man mention that he had a new sister-in-law. At this time, he scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

The fat man went to the sterilizer familiarly, took out two bowls, and handed him one.

"Oh, every time I ask Brother Ying to cook, he always has this sour face. I'm used to it."

Since you know he has a bad face, why do you come here every day?

Cheng Ying closed his eyes and didn't want to pay any attention to the fat man.

He picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, placed it on the bone plate, and silently picked out the fish bones.

The fat man sat down and looked at the three dishes and one soup, which were quite large in portion, and exclaimed that he was in for a treat.

"this……"

"Lin Jingzhi, call me Jingzhi..."

Before she could finish her words, Xiao Yang called out "Sister Jing" with great tact.

The fat man paused with his chopsticks, "You are such a sweet talker, no wonder your sausage stall is so popular."

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Xiao Yang doesn't look very eye-catching, and you could say he's someone you forget as soon as you see him.

It is that pair of eyes that flash from time to time that can attract the attention of many people.

"My real job is a surveillance worker. If I don't act honestly, I'll be easily exposed."

He said this when Cheng Ying handed the small dish of fish meat with the bones removed to Jing.

What other woman could receive such service from Brother Ying? This woman must be his sister-in-law without a doubt.

It’s not impossible to say some private things in front of her.