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The two of them got together to play games all afternoon. In fact, Qiao Yecheng was not very interested in games, but Huo Chi could concentrate on playing any game.

At first, he deliberately kept a distance from Huo Chi, but later he took the opportunity of looking at the screen to get closer, but Huo Chi didn't respond.

So in the end, Qiao Yecheng boldly put Huo Chi's shoulders from behind, and leaned against him casually.

He originally thought that his heartbeat would speed up, but he didn't expect that leaning on Huo Chi would give him a very reassuring feeling.

What he saw in front of him was Huo Chi's slender fingers and fluent operation, what he smelled in his nasal cavity was the clean and refreshing breath of Huo Chi's body, and what he touched was Huo Chi's broad and strong shoulders.

He was so obsessed with this feeling that he even felt sleepy uncontrollably.

After a while, Qiao Yecheng rested his chin on the hand supporting Huo Chi's shoulder, and said lazily in Huo Chi's ear: "This game is so simple, it feels like the idea of ​​each level is the same..."

Huo Chi said "hmm", "Nothing has changed."

"Are you hungry?" Qiao Yecheng tilted his head and asked, "Do you want to make dinner now?"

Huo Chi put down the phone, Qiao Yecheng had no reason to lean on him anymore, so he could only back away.

Huo Chi turned his head to look at him, "Can you do it?"

Qiao Yecheng nodded, "I can still cook simpler dishes."

"I don't know how to cook," Huo Chi said, "If you know how to cook, do it, and I can help you."

"Help me take a video." Qiao Yecheng arranged for Huo Chi a job that was easy and could accompany him.

"Row."

The two came to the kitchen together, Huo Chi pointed at Qiao Yecheng with the mobile phone holder in his hand, Qiao Yecheng said in advance: "Don't laugh at me."

Huo Chi didn't understand at first, but after seeing Qiao Yecheng cut vegetables, he understood why he said that.

Because Qiao Yecheng's movements looked serious and clumsy. It didn't look like he was cooking in the kitchen, but rather like he was doing experiments in a laboratory. It was hard not to make people laugh.

Huo Chi pursed his lips and smiled silently for a while, Qiao Yecheng suddenly looked back at him, "It's agreed not to laugh at me."

Huo Chi restrained his smile, cleared his throat and asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"

"Yes, yes," Qiao Yecheng said seriously, "it's just not as sharp as Dayuan."

"It's no longer a question of whether you are easy or not." Huo Chi moved closer, "I'm afraid you will cut it."

Qiao Yecheng smiled, "Don't worry, I won't, I'm not that stupid."

Huo Chi stared at Qiao Yecheng's movements for a while, and suddenly said confidently, "I think I can chop vegetables too."

Qiao Yecheng raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you try it?"

Huo Chi took the knife from Qiao Yecheng, and Qiao Yecheng took the mobile phone holder from him, "Slow down, don't cut it."

Huo Chi let out a "hmm", imitating what Qiao Yecheng did just now, holding the carrot with one hand, and slowly cutting it off with the other.

He clicked his tongue, "Is it too thick?"

Qiao Yecheng said casually: "You can cut it up as you like, anyway, we eat it by ourselves, as long as it can be fried."

Huo Chi cut two more times in a row, and realized that cutting vegetables didn't seem to be very easy. I don't know if he looks more stupid than Qiao Yecheng now.

Qiao Yecheng didn't laugh at him, and reminded him from the side: "Don't put your fingers flat, stand them up, and put your knuckles against the knife, it's not easy to cut your hands."

Huo Chi did as he said, and after cutting half a carrot, he finally found a touch. He turned to look at Qiao Yecheng and asked, "What else should I cut?"

Qiao Yecheng smiled, "Are you addicted to cutting? Let's cut another cucumber."

In the end, the dinner was finished by the two of them together. Huo Chi brought two dishes and one soup to the table, so busy that his forehead was sweating a little.

Qiao Yecheng patted and said, "It looks pretty good, don't you want to wash your face before eating, it's still hot."

Huo Chi said "Yes" and went to the bathroom to wash his face. After a while, Qiao Yecheng asked loudly, "Huo Chi, how much rice do you eat?"

Huo Chi turned on the water too much and couldn't hear clearly, so he turned off the tap and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said how much rice do you eat, is a big bowl enough?"

"Enough." Huo Chi said.

He just turned on the tap again when Qiao Yecheng spoke again, "Do you want some olives?"

Huo Chi replied while washing his face: "Anything is fine!"

Qiao Yecheng pretended not to hear clearly, "What did you say?"

Huo Chi had no choice but to finish the wash quickly before answering, but Qiao Yecheng came to him directly, stood beside him and asked, "I said, do you want to eat olives?"

Huo Chi just washed his neck by hand, and now the back of his neck is covered with glistening drops of water. He closed his eyes amidst the sound of running water and replied, "Anything is fine."

Qiao Yecheng bent down and helped him lift up the collar of his coat, "Wash it slowly, the collar is wet."

"It's okay." Huo Chi said.

He turned off the faucet and straightened up abruptly. Qiao Yecheng's fingers were pressed against Huo Chi's cold back of the neck, and even dripped with water.

Qiao Yecheng withdrew his hand, curling his fingertips slightly, "Do you want to wipe it off?"

Huo Chi glanced at the towels hanging on the side, probably used by Qiao Yecheng, "No, let's go, let's eat."

Qiao Yecheng stood at the door without moving, "It's better to wipe it, or the clothes will be wet."

Huo Chi clicked his tongue, "Will you wipe it with your towel?"

Qiao Yecheng smiled nicely with his eyes bent, "That's fine, as long as you don't dislike him."

"If you don't dislike me, can I still dislike you?" Huo Chi said sideways, "Which one?"

"The light yellow one on the left." Qiao Yecheng said.

Huo Chi took off the towel, covered his face and wiped it. The texture of the towel was very soft, and there was a faint fragrance, which was as good as Qiao Yecheng's.

Huo Chi couldn't help taking a breath, and after wiping twice before putting down the towel, he almost bumped into Qiao Yecheng when he turned around.

Qiao Yecheng took the towel and said, "Why is it so careless? I haven't wiped my neck yet."

Huo Chi stood still, Qiao Yecheng raised his hand and gently wiped his neck.

Huo Chi lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and after a while he suddenly called out, "Qiao Yecheng."

"Huh?" Qiao Yecheng raised his eyes to look at him, and blinked slightly twice.

"You..." Huo Chi looked into his eyes and forgot what he wanted to say for two seconds, "Do you treat everyone like this?"

Qiao Yecheng tilted his head, looking a little confused, "What kind?"

Yes, what kind?

Huo Chi couldn't even say it himself, but he just vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Does a guy wipe another guy's neck?

He frowned slightly, his expression was serious, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Qiao Yecheng wiped his Adam's apple with a smile, "Okay, let's eat, the food will be cold in a while, I'll go get some olives."

After Qiao Yecheng went out, Huo Chi raised his hand to touch his neck, then turned his head and glanced in the mirror.

Tsk, why is your face so red, did you wash it too hard?

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Happy Tanabata~