night sky flight

After they got married, the two began to get busy with work. One day, Xing Henan didn't attend any celebrations and stayed at home wearing a small apron and decided to cook a decent dinner for Ji Muchen who flew back to the capital for 8 hours today.

The whole person was busy in the kitchen, swaying left and right, so busy that they didn't even realize that Ji Muchen had entered the door.

Before the two returned to China, they agreed to continue to live in the previous house. There were precious memories of the two of them, but the bedroom was moved together, and the other room was used as a study. The two often used it alternately. If Ji Muchen was busy in the room, When he was doing flying off the clock, Yang Xinghe would read the script on the sofa or compose music with his guitar in his arms.

Ji Muchen put down the flight case, took off his uniform, took another apron, put it on and rushed to the restaurant to help.

"What's the rush, just cook when I come back."

Yang Xinghe was taken aback by the sudden voice behind him.

"You came back so early." The two of them took a few steps back together, watching Xinghe throw the fresh fish into the pot from a distance, and the stinging sound of hot oil filled the whole room with the smell of fireworks .

Ji Muchen is well aware of Yang Xinghe's craftsmanship, when a bowl of prepared sauce was put into the pot, the aroma soon wafted out.

A table full of home-cooked food, two people sat facing each other, did not put on a show to have a glass of red wine, but started to eat and drink beer for two people.

Ji Muchen carefully helped Xinghe pick up the fishbone, and said while eating, "I have to go back to Ji's house."

Xing He was stunned for a few seconds, then put down his chopsticks, "Huh?"

Ji Muchen said: "I deal with some past matters. As for marriage, you can mention it as you please."

Yang Xinghe drank two sips of beer and sank his heart, "It's up to you, you will know sooner or later."

In this era, the recognition of same-sex marriage has been greatly improved. As the policy becomes more and more open, many families are very open.It's just that Ji's family is different from ordinary families in that they are rich and powerful. Even if they choose same-sex marriage, it must be a well-matched marriage, so that the son can inherit his father's career.

Ji Muchen's complexion is actually not good. If Yang Xinghe said "you can't say it, you can't let others know", he will punish him tonight. Ji Muchen is not a person who can't show his hands, even if he lets fans know, it's okay Scared.

But looking at Yang Xinghe's upright expression, Ji Muchen's mouth couldn't help but continue to pick fishbone for him.

At noon the next day, Yang Xinghe woke up. Ji Muchen was so happy last night that he couldn't control his body, the two of them were tossing and turning on the bed.

It was already cold beside the bed, he should have left early in the morning.

Xing He asked Liu Xiangjun to have dinner with He Tang, another mentor of the music show, in the store.

I have already passed the hotel, and there are not too many guests in the hotel. I have met many times in previous meetings. The mutual recognition and the seriousness of music are extremely high, so it is still very pleasant to get along.

After all, there is a common topic - music.

It took more than an hour for a meal, and the three of them ate happily and drank a lot of wine.

In the middle of eating, I met the director of the TV series that Liu Xiangjun had contacted before. Liu Xiangjun made an appointment with him a few times, and wanted to contact Xing He with a role. Just in time, he saw the director and several actors from the crew come out for dinner. After talking to Xing He, he left the private room and planned to toast with the director.

Yang Xinghe was a little drunk, propped his head on his hands, and nodded on the table. He is a person who hates this kind of entertainment. If Liu Xiangjun doesn't ask him to go to the entertainment, he is already grateful.

He Tang looked at Xinghe feeling a little uncomfortable, so he helped him to sit on the sofa in the private room, and the two of them relaxed on the sofa and continued their daily routine.He Tang also drank a lot, and began to tell Xinghe some gossip, and mentioned his last relationship from time to time. To Xinghe's surprise, He Tang directly told the story of his "ex-boyfriend" without paying attention. .

Xinghe didn't interrupt. Although he drank too much, his mouth was still tight. After all, he has been in the entertainment industry for many years, and he also knows what to say and what not to say.

However, his drinking capacity was not as strong as that of He Tang. The two of them were too busy chatting and didn't pay attention to how much they drank. After listening to He Tang's words, they began to fall asleep.

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Liu Xiangjun drank a few cups in the private room of the director and then returned to the private room. Seeing the two of them slumped on the sofa, he shook his head to wake himself up, and said with a smile, "Xiao He, I called your manager. , he will come to pick you up in a while, I will take Xinghe back first."

He Tang nodded and rubbed his eyes, looking completely drunk, and said, "Okay, please slow down."

Liu Xiangjun saw that there was nothing unusual about the two of them, they were both completely drunk, so he let Xing Hefu go out with confidence. As soon as the two of them left, He Tang returned to the dinner table with his eyes wide open, and poured himself another glass of red wine leisurely .

When Ji Muchen received Liu Xiangjun's call, he had just had a big quarrel at Ji's house, and when he heard that Xing He was drunk, he found an excuse to leave Ji's house before he finished speaking.

Just as Ji Muchen left, the members of Ji's family, like He Tang, directly and generously exposed the fox's tail.

Ji's wife, Ma Yaling, took the fruit plate she was going to bring to the study to the living room unbroken, and sat there blankly, as if contemplating something.

After a while, Ji Mujun turned the Maybach car key and walked into the villa, threw the key on the coffee table, Erlang raised his legs and took a sip of the tea on the fruit plate.

"Mom, who is here? You have prepared tea and fruit plate."

Ma Yaling came back to her senses, cast an annoyed look at her son who behaved badly, and curled her lips.

"You slept in the bed of some little bitch again last night."

Ji Mujun smiled with his mouth tilted, "New acquaintance. That figure..." Before he finished speaking, his mother waved his hand, "Let me tell you, your brother came back at the end of last year, and his airline The company has opened in China, and your father and I only found out today."

Ji Mujun frowned, "Why is he back?"

"Isn't it coming to grab the family property, I know the old man is not in good health."

There was a bit of silence in the eyes of the mother and son, "Did my dad say anything to him?"

"I didn't hear clearly. Anyway, the father and son quarreled when they met, and left without saying a few words."

Ji Mujun smiled, and leaned on the sofa contentedly. "He has his own business, and he doesn't get along well with his father. How can he be better than our mother and son?"

Ma Yaling shook her head, feeling that her son's thinking was too simple, she opened the safe once when Ji Shiyun was not in China, and saw the drafted will, although the industrial real estate has several villas, both at home and abroad were counted and given to mother and son , but all the shares and bonds of the Ji Family Group were given to Ji Muchen, what is that concept?That counts as twice as much as mother and child.

Although Ma Yaling also knew that her son had no business skills.But Ji Mujun is still young after all, if he studies hard, it is not impossible.

At that time, she made up her mind that she would never let this tens of billions of family wealth be given to that motherless little bastard.

Ma Yaling stood up, snatched the teacup from Ji Mujun's hand, took the fruit plate, asked the nanny to take it away, then pointed to his nose and said: "You are not up to the mark, I managed to get the position of Mrs. Ji with a plan, Why are you left with such a thing?"

Ji Mujun was startled by the scolding for no reason, and suddenly didn't know how to reply, he stood up, took the car keys and left Ji's house, and drove out of the villa area.

When Ji Muchen returned home, he saw Yang Xinghe lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly. Liu Xiangjun gave him some tea and put it aside, then left the residence to give Ji Muchen a chance to perform.

Ji Muchen took off his coat and put it aside, squatted down and called softly: "Xinghe, wake up."

Xing He didn't respond, apparently in a deep sleep.

Ji Muchen touched his face, it was red and hot, he was afraid he would catch a cold while sleeping on the sofa, looked at it for a while, saw the soft red lips, and kissed him quietly, a little Discretion, there is no greed to ask for more.

Afterwards, he picked up Xing He and walked into the bedroom.

The next day, when Yang Xinghe woke up, he was a little dazed, and he realized that this was his and Ji Muchen's home after he saw the surrounding furnishings clearly.

His first reaction was Liu Xiangjun, but considering that Liu Xiangjun drank no less than him yesterday, Ji Muchen was left alone.

I indulged for a while yesterday, and knew that Ji Muchen must have been angry when he went back to Ji's house yesterday. Seeing how drunk he was, it must have been a very difficult weekend.

Sitting up, Xing He gave a lazy waist, woke up, and glanced at the alarm clock next to the bed, it was already 11:[-] noon.

He was wearing dry pajamas, but he still had a faint smell from drinking too much yesterday. Xing He rubbed his face, got out of bed and prepared to take a bath again, and changed into a thicker pajamas again. After cleaning up, as soon as Xing He left the room, he heard the banging of pots and bowls, and he had the illusion that the house was about to be demolished.

Xing He took a closer look, and saw Ji Muchen was preparing lunch in front of the kitchen. Because the fire was too big, the oil in the pot began to smoke a lot, and he didn't know what he was doing, crackling, and the fire was splashing everywhere , Ji Muchen looked far away from the kitchen counter, for fear of splashing himself.

"Master, are you going to demolish the house?"

Hearing the movement, Ji Muchen turned his head and saw Xing He who had already walked in, looking at him suspiciously.

"Stay away, don't get splashed."

Xing He shook his head, pushed him aside, took the lid of the pot to cover the oil that was splashing out, and the whole kitchen quickly fell silent.

He poured the semi-finished product that Ji Muchen had made before into the plate, repainted the frying pan, poured in new oil and started frying again.

Ji Muchen looked at the skillful movements, and then looked at Xing He's ugly face, probably because of the hangover.

"There's no hangover tea, drink some first."

Yang Xinghe nodded, "How did you talk at home yesterday?"

Ji Muchen didn't answer, seeing him busy, he took the initiative to put the teacup to his mouth. "Why did you drink so much yesterday? You must not have eaten much. Aren't you afraid your stomach will feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Xinghe smiled embarrassedly, "I was happy yesterday, and you, don't change the topic."

Soon the three dishes came out, and the two of them sat opposite each other. Ji Muchen tasted half of the food that the two of them had cooked, and nodded, "Are I good at cooking?"