worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

Ji Huai was preparing to cook in the kitchen. Song Ci played two games to refresh himself. Afterwards, he felt that the game was a bit boring, so he looked at Ji Huai in the kitchen.

Ji Huai was wearing an apron and home clothes, with his sleeves rolled up loosely. He was cutting vegetables with his head bowed. The light and shadow spread around him, making his body more and more slender, and even his casual movements were extremely pleasing to the eye.

This is Ji Huai cooking for him, a treatment that the original owner has never enjoyed. Although Aunt Wang ordered it... But it was also made by Ji Huai himself!

Song Ci inexplicably felt a little proud.

Mobile games are completely incomparable with the allure Ji Huai gave him.

He put down his phone, stretched his waist, and then slowly walked over to the kitchen. Ji Huai put the cut vegetables on the side plate, and Song Ci volunteered to roll up his sleeves: "I'll help you !"

Song resigned to wash his hands, and looked at the dishes Ji Huai prepared. He prepared green peppers and shredded pork, as well as potatoes, tomatoes, eggs, carrots, and beef.

Song Ci reached out to get the egg, and shook it in his hand: "I'll beat the egg for you! I often help Aunt Wang do this."

As he spoke, he cracked the egg on the edge of the bowl, and then poured all the egg liquid into the bowl.

Ji Huai continued to chop vegetables: "Do you often help Aunt Wang cook?"

Song Ci took the chopsticks and came over to stir, looked down at the bowl intently: "Yes, she likes me to help her, and I also learned a lot of dishes from her."

He put the beaten egg aside and went to wash the tomatoes and carrots.

The room fell into silence. Song Ci thought of the classic scene in an idol drama, where the male and female protagonists are cooking together in the same room, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, and he began to look for topics: "Ji Huai, you are studying abroad. Yeah?"

The Ji family's children have all been abroad, and Ji Huai is no exception.

Ji Huai hummed.

"You also learned how to cook when you were studying abroad?"

"Ah."

"Wow," Song Ci blinked, "Then have you cooked for many people?"

Ji Huai looked up at him.

Song Ci looked at him with a smile.

When Ji Huai was studying abroad, he lived with his friends. At that time, the nanny did all the cooking. Sometimes they would open the fire by themselves, but no one dared to let Ji Huai do it. Later, when they moved, everyone It's cooking in turn.

It is true that it has been cooked for many people, but it has not been cooked for one person alone.

Ji Huai: "Why are you asking this?"

"Because it's the first time I want to seriously cook for one person." Song Ci raised his eyebrows, his eyes were as clear as a stream under the moonlight, and he gestured, "Look, In the middle of the night, just the two of us, although it’s not a flower season, but it has a special flavor, let’s wash some side dishes, drink some wine, and talk heart-to-heart, isn’t it very romantic?”

After getting along for so many days, he felt that although Ji Huai didn't like him, he didn't hate him anymore, otherwise he wouldn't have helped him.

Song Ci turned over what happened before with great care, and he began to let himself go again.

Ji Huai: "..."

Song Ci put all the washed vegetables into a clean basin, and then put them beside Ji Huai. When he walked to his left, he realized that there was not enough space for a basin on Ji Huai's left, so he turned a corner , but didn't move his footsteps, he leaned forward, moved his hands to Ji Huai's right side, and put down the things in his hands.

——That posture, viewed from behind, seemed to hold Ji Huai in his arms.

When he withdrew his hand, Song Ci inadvertently swept over Ji Huai's waist. Ji Huai didn't wear much in winter. He only wore a black thin shirt indoors. The close-fitting thin shirt outlined his strong and smooth muscle lines , very beautiful and eye-catching.

He remembered what the casting director told him today, that Wu Hung is a mermaid and has many scenes in the sea, and he will definitely go into the sea at that time. Although the role of Wu Hung does not require actors to have muscles, it is best to look good on camera. At least he must have a smooth body curve, so he must still strengthen his exercise.

Now seeing the good figure in the textbook version close in front of his eyes, Song Ci couldn't control himself a bit. The moment he took it back, he secretly and pretended to touch it casually.

Ji Huai's body froze for a moment.

Hmm, it feels good.

Song Ci withdrew his hand and turned his head to look at him solemnly: "What should we do next? Can we start the fire?"

Ji Huai looked at him: "Yes."

He has already cut up all the green peppers, so he can fry shredded pork with green peppers.

His cooking skills are not very good, as long as he can eat, he doesn't have to bother to make those complicated dishes, just a little home cooking is fine.

Ji Huai reached out to gather the vegetables on the cutting board together, ready to put them on the plate.

Ji Huai's hands are beautiful, because they don't see the sun all year round, they always sit in the office, they always type on the computer, and they are used to holding pens. They have never done any rough work since they were born.

When he concentrates on doing something, his demeanor is particularly charming, as if his hands are not cooking, but playing the piano.

Song Ci was in a daze for a moment, and stretched out his hand in a dazed manner, seemingly to help, but actually touched his finger secretly, but he still said very righteous words: "Let me help you, this cutting board is pretty good. messy."

Ji Huai: "..."

Where is your hand touching?

Ji Huai took a deep breath.

Song Ci stood behind Ji Huai, saying he was going to help, but he didn't move his feet at all, he insisted on touching his arms, and stretched out his hands with his chest against his back, the two bodies almost overlapped each other.

Ji Huai endured it.

After finally finishing a plate of dishes, Ji Huai started to prepare the pan for frying. Ji Huai turned around, avoiding Song Ci, and came to the stove. He turned on the range hood and turned on the fire, but for some reason, he turned on the fire. Then he paused, as if thinking for a moment, then he turned off the fire again, and silently took the pot to wash.

Song Ci has been paying attention to his movements. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of him forgetting to wash the pot. He only remembered it after turning on the fire.

Ji Huai looked at him, with no expression on his face, as usual, but when the scene changed, his expression became a little dull.

It was the first time Song Ci saw Ji Huai like this, and he really wanted to laugh out loud, but he was afraid that Ji Huai would hit him, so he could only hold back the laughter with all his might, until his stomach hurt. He took two steps forward and came to the pool , Pretentiously watching for a while, Ji Huai's hand was under the cold water, as if soaked in a layer of cold white, it looked even more beautiful.

Song Ci didn't even pretend to be pretending this time, and boldly reached out to "help", talking nonsense: "Oh, I think your way of washing the pot is not right, you wash the pot counterclockwise, how can you do it clockwise? Woolen cloth."

The hands of the two kept touching each other.

Song Ci ate tofu so happily that his eyes were bent.

Until his hand was held.

Song Ci's smile froze.

"You're right." Ji Huai's voice sounded very steadily against the back of his ear. His tone sounded the same as usual, but there seemed to be something more indescribable. Ji Huai didn't know what came to him. Behind him, he wrapped his whole body into his arms.

Little by little, Ji Huai slowly stroked with his fingers, hooked his palm, and drew circles in his palm, then retracted the other hand and placed it on Song Ci's waist, not lightly nor lightly. Moving heavily, he tilted his head, breathed hot breath into Song Ci's ear, his lips almost brushed against Song Ci's earlobe, causing him to tremble, Ji Huai deliberately slowed down his speaking speed, his voice was obviously very soft, but It seemed that every word turned into a warm current, which penetrated directly into Song Ci's body, and the warm current turned into thousands of numbness, spreading to all limbs and bones.

Ji Huai: "My method is wrong."

The place he touched happened to be where Song Ci touched him just now, it was very fair, and he didn't take any advantage.

Song Ci: "...!"

Song Ci's legs softened, and his toes tensed up. He felt like a toy being pinched and played with by Ji Huai wantonly. Ji Huai didn't make any outrageous moves, but he seemed like a toy that was about to drown. Like a fish, he just wanted to escape quickly and leave Ji Huai quickly so that he could breathe.

At this moment, he felt like crying.

...What the hell did you do just now!Why can't he think about touching Ji Huai!Can Ji Huai's tofu be eaten casually by ordinary people?He was possessed by a devil just now!

"...I..." Song Ci stretched out his hand to support the edge of the sink, pressed his body down, his ears were red, he slipped under Ji Huai's arm in a panic, and slipped out, "I suddenly remembered that I still I have something to do! Then what...you do it first, call me when the meal is ready, and I will wash the dishes!"

Song Ci almost fled to the sofa and sat down. After sitting down, he immediately took the pillow, and then turned on the TV. Considering that Aunt Wang was still sleeping, he turned on the lowest volume, blushing and heartbeatingly listening to the host. Talking about the night news, let scholars explain the central idea of ​​socialist core values.

On the other side of the kitchen, Ji Huai's front was empty, he glanced outside in the direction of Song Ci, paused, and took another deep breath.

As long as Song Ci had stuck him closer just now, he would have been able to feel Ji Huai's heart beating wildly through the thin fabric.

...It's good, at least now I can cook a meal in peace, and no one will come to make trouble with evil intentions.

While trying to cover himself up, Ji Huai continued to wash the pot.

Five minutes later, Ji Huai was still washing the pot.

Another 5 minutes passed, and Ji Huai was still standing by the pool. He shook his head, forced himself to recover from the scene before Song Ci left, and pinched himself.

The self-control and self-discipline that he has always been proud of since he was a child seems to have been fed to the dogs at this time.

So it took another hour for the meal to be ready.

***

During the meal, Song Ci tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, but he couldn't control himself at all. As soon as Ji Huai sat in front of him, he couldn't stop his ears from burning, and kept his head buried.

He felt ashamed that he had been thrown into outer space.

When he saw his friends get along with his girlfriend before, he would send flowers casually, tidy them up, and he would know some provocative words and tricks, and his girlfriend would be devoted to him.

Why did he get here... and was turned into scum.

But what happened to Ji Huai?Why is he so sensitive!Song Ci felt that he was quite successful in stealing!

No, forget it, don't think about it, it's early in the morning, he still has to sleep at night...

Song Ci forced himself to concentrate on eating.

Ji Huai didn't serve himself a meal, he ate slowly with Song Ci.

There was a moment of silence at the dinner table.

Ji Huai's craftsmanship is naturally not as good as Aunt Wang's, but under Song Ci's psychological influence, he thinks it is quite delicious.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Huai suddenly broke the silence: "I read Weibo today."

"Huh?" Song Ci looked up at him, unable to comprehend the meaning of his words for a moment, he was a little dazed, paused, and he responded, "Oh."

It was rare that Ji Huai was willing to take the initiative to talk to him, Song Ci was a little flattered, he understood Ji Huai's words over and over again, and racked his brains to think about what had recently caused a commotion on Weibo.

After a long while, he bit his chopsticks and struggled to think of an interesting thing that happened recently: "I heard that there is a monkey that can perform magic tricks in City B. I think it's quite interesting. Do you think that's funny too? "

Ji Huai: "..."

He looked at Song Ci expressionlessly.

It didn't look like he was talking about that.

So Song Ci thought about it again: "... I heard that the female celebrity X accidentally fell while walking on the red carpet recently, maybe the skirt is too long."

Ji Huai didn't speak, his eyes seemed to be a little colder.

Song Ci's heart became more and more uncertain: "That's... There is a glass cave in City C, it seems very interesting...?"

Ji Huai put down his chopsticks with a slap, his face turned frosty, he turned and left without saying a word, and went straight upstairs.

Song Ci: "???"

what's up?What kind of temper does Ji Huai have?Chatting is just chatting, he will die if he speaks a few more words?Why are you still angry at every turn!

Song Ci suddenly became a little emotional. He heard from his friend that when a girlfriend makes trouble for no reason, don't coax her.

Ji Huai is typically making trouble for no reason!

Fortunately, he was still thinking about going to live in the film crew tomorrow, so he wanted to spend more time with Ji Huai!

What are you waiting for, Ji Huai is not his ancestor, he will pay him back if he doesn't serve him!

Song Ci ate a few more mouthfuls, but when he saw this dish, he thought of Ji Huai. He was so stuffed that he threw his chopsticks away and didn't eat.

Song Ci walked to the refrigerator, took out the yogurt, opened the lid, and gulped down a big gulp.

After drinking the yogurt, Song Ci went back and cleared the table and washed the dishes.

After all this is done, it's almost one o'clock.

When Song Ci returned to the bedroom, Ji Huai was not there, and there was no one on the bed.

Song resigned to take a shower, sat on the bed, folded his hands and looked at the time on the wall.

There is no room to sleep on the second floor. The quilts and mattresses in the guest rooms are all put away, and they will be laid out when necessary.

There is a sofa on the first floor to sleep on, but if Ji Huai wanted to sleep on the first floor, he would have gone down already.

He hasn't heard anything yet.

The pointer on the wall pointed to Er.

Song Ci decided to wait another 30 seconds. If Ji Huai had to fight him coldly, he would do so coldly. He might as well not understand his bad temper.

Whoever speaks first is the dog.

He really couldn't figure it out, Ji Huai, a big man who looks so cold and domineering, has such a temper like a woman, hiding half of what he says, and letting the target guess his thoughts, if he can't figure it out, he won't I'm happy, I just walked away, that's not counting, but I didn't come back all night, and the cold war started.

Ji Wei is even bigger than him!

He is not even as good as his sister!

The more Song Ci thought about it, the more angry he became, he was so angry that he wanted to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

It has nothing to do with him to sleep where he falls in love tonight, this room will be his from now on, if Ji Huai dares to come in one more step, he will bite him to death!

30 seconds have passed long ago, and 3 minutes have passed.

Song Citeng stood up suddenly, walked to the door, locked the door, then turned off the light, pushed Ji Huai's pillow and quilt aside, lay on the bed and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

5 minute later.

Song Ci reached out to turn on the light with a blank expression. He turned over his coat, took out his mobile phone, connected to the Internet, and logged on to Weibo.

Fuck it, even if he doesn't sleep tonight, he still has to see which fairy Weibo Ji Huai is angry with him for, is it some kind of diamond bag doing activities?Does he want him to buy it for him?

Since Ji Huai is talking about the Weibo I watched today, it is today's hot search list, and the range is quite small.

Song Ci clicked on the hot search and read it one by one.

... Then he saw his hot search.

The popularity has dropped, down to No.30 or so.

In the blink of an eye, he thought of what Gao Quan had told him, that he was on the hot search today!

But there were too many things today, auditions, interviews with lawyers, and finally a swim in the swimming pool... Song Ci was already so tired that he lost his mind, so he naturally ignored it.

He is on the trending search again!Why?What did he do?What happened to the netizens this year?

Song Ciwan looked at this hot search entry in a daze, and then he clicked on it.

then……

Five minutes later, Song Ci slammed the phone on the table, scratching his hair, almost going crazy.

This group of netizens is simply...!

How could they do this!

Song Ci felt that he also had a problem, why did he reply one by one?Since my hands are sore from the reply, why don't I stop? !Why do you just get lazy when you get to the end and don't even look at the content, thinking that they are all the same, so you don't use your brain or eyes? !

Song Ci's first reaction was to quickly delete the blog, but then he remembered the marketing methods of Ji Hao's girlfriends before... He immediately dismissed this idea.

Netizens nowadays are like buying a house on Weibo, do nothing every day, just take screenshots on Weibo and play, as if they can make a fortune by doing this, if he deletes this Weibo, point out Maybe it will be picked out by someone with a heart, and then a wave of enthusiasm will be aroused. At that time, Song Ci Miaozhuan will be on the hot search, and Gao Mama will definitely be so angry that he has a cerebral hemorrhage.

Song Ci threw the phone away and continued to scratch his hair.

... On today's hot search list, apart from his hot search, there is nothing worth Ji Huai's other content to take a closer look at.

So, Ji Huai was angry because of this Weibo?

He is so angry!If he were to be replaced, he would be angry too!How can this not be angry!This is simply too necessary to be angry!

Song Ci quickly stood up, went to the door and opened it, and he walked out.

It was still quiet on the first floor, it was dark, and there was nothing.

Song Ci looked on the second floor, and after turning around, he found that the room at the end of the second floor was lit, with a star shining through it. It was Ji Huai's study.

Song Ci stood at the door, a little hesitant. He lingered a few times at the door, and then he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

Song Ci stretched out his hand and opened the door. In the study room, there were several large bookcases standing against the wall, with a shiny wooden floor on the floor. Ji Huai was sitting behind the desk with a lamp turned on. Laptop, looking at the screen intently.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Ji Huai looked towards the door, and when he saw Song Ci, he stretched out his hand and pressed between his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

"I can't sleep." Song Ci walked into his study, looked around, and then walked up to Ji Huai, "I have something to explain to you."

Ji Huai looked up at him.

Song Ci clenched his palms tightly and said word by word: "They were all just joking about the Weibo post they posted today. I replied that way because I didn't see clearly what they were talking about. It was my fault. I apologize to you. You apologize. I know I'm married, and I'm a star again, so I have to behave properly, and this kind of thing won't happen again in the future."

Although the matter of their marriage has not been made public, Ji Huai can be regarded as a respectable person anyway, and there must be many people among his friends who know about Song Ci's marriage to him. They are in the same circle, and everyone knows about any troubles. When they see Song Ci's hot search, they will inevitably chew on Ji Huai's tongue.

These Song Ci can actually be understood.

As a businessman, face is life.

Ji Huai didn't speak.

"But I think you have a problem too!" Song Ci looked at him, and after reviewing himself, he changed the topic, "You are not a three-year-old child, you can only solve problems by shaking your face, why do people have long mouths? What? It’s just to express my true thoughts and not let others misunderstand! You don’t say anything, and you don’t go back to your room to sleep, what do you want me to think?”

The room was quiet for a moment, the air conditioner was not turned on in the room, it was a little cold, and the air seemed to be frozen.

A trace of surprise flashed in Ji Huai's eyes.

After a long while, he finally spoke: "I didn't show you any shame."

Song Ci: "..."

No, you have.

"It's just that I have a problem with my emotional management," Ji Huai's voice was flat, "I don't want others to be affected by my emotional fluctuations, I have to find a place to digest it myself."

Song Ci's brain was overused today, and he didn't understand the meaning of his words at the first time. After a while, he let out a oh, and then stretched out his hand to touch his nose: "Then let's discuss something, and you don't have to worry about it in the future." I can't help losing my temper at me, I'm not afraid of you losing your temper at me, I'm just afraid that others will have a cold war with me."

He has always felt that the cold war is a stupid thing, a waste of time, it will add misunderstandings, and more importantly, it will affect people's mood.

Song Ci seldom gets angry, really, today is the first time after coming to this world.

Ji Huai paused, then nodded: "En."

As if thinking this was too indifferent, Ji Huai added: "I don't want to have a cold war with you, I plan to go back after I calm down."

"Really!" Song Ci curved his lips and smiled, he looked at Ji Huai's computer, and then at the time, "It's getting late, let's go back to sleep."

Ji Huai paused for a while, then stood up, reached out and turned off the computer.

Ji Huai did not lose his temper with him, and his tone was very gentle when talking to him, unlike before.

He obediently listened to Song Ci's suggestions, and now that he was asked to sleep, he also went to sleep.

Why is Ji Huai so cute?

Song Ci suddenly had an extremely strong impulse, and he couldn't control himself. When Ji Huai turned off the computer and turned around, Song Ci suddenly stepped forward and stopped in front of him. He raised his head slightly, his eyes shining brightly. look at him.

Ji Huai looked at him with no expression on his face.

When Song Ci first came here, he felt scared when he saw him with such a straight face, and wanted to hide away, but now looking at his expression, he only felt that Ji Huai was so cold that he was naturally cute. Looking at it through this filter, Ji Huai is really the cutest person in the world, bar none.

Song Ci suddenly laughed, put his hand on Ji Huai's shoulder, and said softly, "I want to kiss you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ji Huai's consent, he lowered himself down, pressed the button to turn off the light, and immediately, under the cover of darkness, he put his arms around Ji Huai's neck again, and the next moment, he kissed her.

This kiss was shallow and light, like the soft moonlight spreading across the stream.

However, it didn't take long before Song Ci was hugged by Ji Huai, and then he was hugged. Before Song Ci could react, he was hugged and sat on the desk. Before he could speak, a hot and deep voice Then it sounded in my ear: "You recruited me first."

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and his lips were kissed forcefully.

In the darkness, all senses are infinitely magnified.