Those who like to cook are good people

It has been two hours since we ate lunch, and after Wu Ci started to say that sentence, Yan Heng never said a word to Wu Ci.Wu Ci was a little wronged. He had scallions on his teeth, so he couldn't even talk about it. How could he be so thin-skinned?

"Hey." Wu Ci kicked Yan Heng who was sitting on the other side of the sofa.

Yan Heng moved his eyes away from the phone screen, glanced at him, but he didn't see him talking, and continued to look at the phone.

Wu Ci felt a little unhappy about something interesting on the phone, which girl was he chatting with?Kicked him again.Seeing that Yan Heng still ignored him, he kicked him again.

Yan Heng held his foot with one hand and squeezed it with a little strength.

"Ouch." Wu Ci shouted.Said softly, "It hurts."

When Yan Heng heard him shouting for pain, he immediately sat up straight, touched his ankle lightly with his hand and asked, "Does it still hurt? I didn't mean it."

But Wu Ci laughed and said, "It hurts when you don't talk to me."

After hearing this sentence, Yan Heng looked at Wu Ci and said, "Do you know what you mean by this sentence?"

Wu Ci watched him staring at him, feeling his heart beating a little faster.

"What do you mean?" Wu Ci asked him.

Yan Heng felt sour and sweet in his heart, sighed in his heart, and said with a blank expression on his face: "It's not interesting. Why did you kick me?"

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Wu Ci felt unhappy, so he moaned and said, "If you want to go to that concert tonight, go."

Yan Heng hummed and started looking at his phone again.

Umm what uh uh you bastard.Wu Ci watched his hands swipe across the phone screen, probably looking for someone he likes and asking her to go with her at night.

Seeing sex and forgetting friends, death is strict and constant.Wu Ci cursed in his heart.I don't know why I was so angry in my heart, I closed my eyes and simply didn't watch him play with his mobile phone.With eyes closed, he fell asleep in a daze.

Yan Heng saw that Wu Ci seemed to be lying on the sofa and fell asleep, so he tentatively called out: "Ci Ci?"

He didn't get a response, and Wu Ci turned over. Yan Heng was afraid that he would get up from the cold, went to the room and took a blanket out to cover him.Rubbing his fingers against his face, Wu Ci seemed to feel itchy, and shrank his face into the blanket.

Yan Heng laughed when he saw this, why did he like this person more and more.

Reach out and help him pull the blanket under his nose.After looking at it for a while, he bent down and kissed him on the forehead.

Let's do this first.Yan Heng thought to himself.