Today's blood clan is also doing things

Jiang Chengtian seemed to know that this seemingly gentle man actually had a mean side, and when he was bullied by him, he became even more annoyed and wanted to get back in the game, but he didn't go his way, so he only cooked a very simple meal.

Porridge, pickles, steamed buns, other than that, there is nothing else.

Zhong Jing was full of gossip, and when he saw all this, he stopped talking, and he glared at Jiang Chengtian angrily: "You just make this for me? Are you perfunctory?"

Jiang Chengtian had his own rhetoric: "Mr. Ye, you almost rolled on the floor with a stomachache last night. If you still want to eat chicken, duck and fish to kill yourself today, I will not accompany you."

Zhong Jing had a sore throat, and sat down resentfully, not forgetting to use words to make himself feel better: "You are a dignified second-tier star, you work in my company, and you usually eat this...I'm afraid there will be rumors when you become famous—I, Ye Jingming Such harsh treatment of employees!"

Zhong Jing stirred the porridge, there was not even a decoration in it, at least put some beans and dates, it was too cold.

Jiang Chengtian pulled away the chair opposite and sat down quietly. He didn't speak for a long time, and it took a long time before he asked, "Is it good?"

Zhong Jing swallowed the first mouthful, only to realize that porridge also has the benefits of porridge, the temperature is a little hot, but the entrance is very comfortable, the rice is boiled glutinous and fragrant, one bite slowly rolled down the esophagus, the whole body All ironed and warmed.

"...Not bad." Zhong Jing couldn't speak out of his conscience anymore, it was impeccable, so he had to give a half-assed evaluation sullenly.While busy drinking porridge, there were a few more pickled radishes in the bowl, Zhong Jing said with disgust, "I don't eat pickles."

"It's home-made. It's not salty and helps digestion." Jiang Chengtian said, "If Mr. Ye doesn't eat it, I'll be rude."

Like Zhong Jing, if he doesn't like something, he simply lets others take it away, out of sight and out of mind, but once other people show their interest in this thing, he will start to pay attention to it inexplicably.Perhaps this is also the inferiority of human beings.

So Zhong Jing took a bite, it was fresh and sweet, but very refreshing, with a crunch, it was very competitive.

Jiang Chengtian just looked at Ye Jingming's expression from disdain to chaos to enjoyment, and said with a smile: "There are still soy beans here, do you want Mr. Ye?"

"I'll pick it up myself, don't worry about me." Zhong Jing thought to himself, how old is he, should he pick up food for him and take care of him like a child?

But I feel inexplicably happy in my heart, probably because it feels good to be taken care of.

Zhong Jing bit his chopsticks and drank a bowl like wind and clouds, and he was full, his whole body was warm, his face was rosy, and he was more energetic than usual.

Zhong Jing wiped his mouth, suddenly remembered something, his heart skipped a beat, he thought about the sentence for a long time, and asked, "Do you usually cook at home?"

So, Xie Yupei can also cook?A vampire who never eats human food is a good cook?

"Don't do it." After Jiang Chengtian finished eating, he wiped his mouth with a tissue. There was an indescribable dignity in this gesture. Compared with Zhong Jing's carefree gesture, he seemed more like farming at home.

Jiang Chengtian said: "Just now, a lot of good rice was wasted just to cook this bowl of porridge. Does Mr. Ye want to see those defective products?"

Zhong Jing was even more astonished, but at least a big stone fell in his heart, and he said a little uncomfortably, "Let me see?"

Jiang Chengtian didn't hesitate to take him to see it. At first, he cooked a small amount, but there would always be more rice and less water, and then it got better and better.

Zhong Jing's heart suddenly moved, and he looked at Jiang Chengtian without blinking, as if he saw the soul he was looking for from his false shell.

Jiang Chengtian turned around, met Zhong Jing's gaze, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Boss Ye, what are you looking at?"

"You said, could you be gay?" Zhong Jing said.

In fact, he has wanted to ask for a long time, since the first day he came in, he wanted to ask, firstly, he couldn't find out who Xie Yupei was, and secondly, if Xie Yupei was not, then he could probably treat it as nothing when he came out of the illusion. Not knowing how to get along is like an inconspicuous joke on April Fool's Day.

Zhong Jing thought to himself, if I try harder, if you are honest, I will not harm you.Gay guys go everywhere, I'm not bad for you.

But the sound of his heartbeat betrayed him. During that time, whether it was a few seconds or centuries, he could even hear his own heartbeat clearly, boom-boom-boom!It almost drove his whole body to jump up together, but he didn't. In fact, he didn't change at all except his eyes were a little bit more stubborn.

"Homosexual?" Unexpectedly, Jiang Chengtian didn't show any expression of anger or avoidance on his face, he scratched his head in confusion and said, "I don't know, I've lived for so long, and I haven't liked anyone yet. "

"Not one?" For some reason, Zhong Jing suddenly remembered the phrase "I have lived for more than 1000 years". The circuit is connected.

"You can't say that...you should say yes." Jiang Chengtian looked at him and said word by word, "I like a child who is much younger than me now, but I thought he hated me..."

Zhong Jing suddenly took a step back, he took a deep breath, stood at a loss for a few seconds, turned around and ran away as if his butt was on fire, and made an extremely clumsy excuse: "Suddenly remembered that the company has something to do, first gone!"

Then he ran away in a hurry. The speed even the rabbit saw was ashamed.

Jiang Chengtian looked at the back of Zhong Jing who could be called running away, and laughed aloud. There was no ridicule or contempt in this laughter, but some warm pampering and joy.

But Zhong Jing could no longer be seen.

He is in a panic now and just wants to catch a monster to relieve his chaotic mood.

Before he opened his mouth, he believed that the possibility of him denying or not speaking was 90.00% [-]... That extremely small possibility came from Zhong Jing's absolutely impossible fantasy...

So now Zhong Jing's mood is not as happy as he imagined, but with an unexpected panic that cannot be handled.

So he ran away, and now he urgently needs a quiet corner to think about the ins and outs of this matter.

The two people who were ambushing Jiang Chengtian downstairs saw this scene and were satisfied.

——If this is said, isn't it a bad thing?

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