extremely dependent

Jian Xun helped Ji Weijue to sit back on the sofa, lifted his leg and put it on his thigh, raised his hand to warm his palm on his neck, and then gently rubbed Ji Weijue's calf.

Ji Weijue was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to retract his leg, but before he could move two centimeters away, the tingling sensation on his calf, like a swarm of insects gnawing on him, immediately spread to the sole of his foot, causing him to frown again. I took a breath.

"Don't move around." Jian Xun gave him a helpless look, put his leg back on her lap, and continued to massage his cramped calf.

Jian Xun's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes were focused, and his movements were light and gentle. Under his massage, the dense tingling pain on Ji Weijue's legs gradually subsided.

Ji Weijue stared at Jian Xun's side face in rapt attention, and suddenly said: "Tsk, why did such a virtuous little beauty give it to me so cheaply?"

Without raising her head, Jian Xun opened her mouth and said, "No bargaining."

"Ah?" Ji Weijue was taken aback for a moment.

"This is the lowest price, boss. It can't be any cheaper." Jian Xun raised his head and looked at Ji Weijue solemnly, "Just 998, and Jian Xun will take it home."

"...Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha," Ji Weijue wiped the tears from the end of his eyes, "Brother, you are so cute."

Jian Xun helplessly looked at the man who was leaning back and forth with laughter, and lightly patted his leg, "Does your leg hurt anymore?"

Ji Weijue nodded, he took back the leg that was on Jian Xun's lap, pressed Jian Xun's shoulder and pushed him to the side of the armrest of the sofa, looked down into his eyes, and asked: "Then if I give you a thousand dollars?" , can you give me one more kiss?"

Jian Xun slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to buy me a kiss for two dollars?"

"I only have so much," Ji Weijue curled his lips, pretending to get up, and muttered aggrievedly: "If you really don't sell it, I can only find another place."

Before he finished speaking, a pair of arms wrapped around his neck, Jian Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave him a seemingly sharp eye knife, parted his lips, and said: "You dare."

Ji Weijue laughed softly: "Then will you give me a kiss?"

Jian Xun hooked his neck and brought him back in front of her, raised her jaw slightly, and sealed his mouth with her warm lips.

Ji Weijue raised his hand to clasp Jian Xun's neck, closed his eyes, and deepened the kiss.

After a moment of lingering, Jian Xun lay lazily on the sofa, kicked the back of Ji Weijue who was squatting beside the coffee table unpacking lunch boxes with his toes, and said, "Take the money."

Ji Weijue lowered his head and broke off a pair of disposable chopsticks, put them on the lunch box in front of Jian Xun, and asked, "What money?"

"My 1000 yuan supports Alipay WeChat cash payment."

Ji Weijue smiled, turned around and leaned his elbows on the edge of the sofa, leaned over and kissed Jian Xun on the lips, and said, "Got it, get up and eat, I'll finish it later."

Jian Xun closed his eyes and lay lazy on the sofa, and said leisurely, "It's one thousand and two yuan."

"..." Ji Weijue was silent for a while, and suddenly he held his face and kissed him wildly like a chicken pecking at rice, then he laughed and said, "I can't count it now!"

Jian Xun opened his eyes, wiped his face with his sleeves, glared at him and said, "Childish!"

"mean!"

Jian Xun came back after washing his hands, and as soon as he sat down on the carpet beside the tea table, Ji Weijue brought the fried bacon that he had just picked up from the chopsticks to his mouth.

"Xiaomi said I didn't have a job a few years ago, so I asked you to raise your throat at home." Ji Weijue lowered his head and put a piece of bacon into his mouth, "Is your throat still sore these two days?"

Jian Xun shook his head and said, "I don't feel anything."

"That's good, it sounds better to me." Just as he was speaking, Ji Weijue turned his head and sneezed again, and when he turned his head again, Jian Xun handed over a tissue.

"Shall we go back tomorrow?" Ji Weijue asked.

"No return."

"That……"

Jian Xun picked up the orange juice and took a sip, then said, "Go and get your phone."

Ji Weijue got up and went to the bed and took his mobile phone, unlocked it and handed it to Jian Xun.

Jian Xun took his mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while, then took out his own mobile phone from his pocket and scanned it at his mobile phone, without raising his head, he said: "Payment password."

"369258." Ji Weijue replied.

Then, Jian Xun's mobile phone rang the sound of Alipay changing into the account.

He handed Ji Weijue's cell phone back to him, and Ji Weijue picked it up and took a look:

[illusion] transferred 1028 yuan to [Xunji].

Ji Weijue laughed. He put the lock screen of his phone aside, helped Jian Xun pick up some food and put it in his bowl, and asked, "28?"

"14 counts." Jian Xun put away his phone, and glanced at him in a good mood, "I counted, can't you think of it?"

Ji Weijue clasped his fists speechlessly, and said: "... I admire you."

Jian Xun smiled and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes in the bowl, and said to Ji Weijue: "I have made money, and I will take you to buy clothes tomorrow."

Ji Weijue exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Wow! Husband is so kind, I love you, what a chirp~"

Jian Xun's chopsticks froze in the air, and he looked up at Ji Weijue with disgust.

After a pause, he said, "... Chirp."