Although she was not short of money, she did not refuse Xie Dingyuan's kindness.
After setting the program, I realized that the hands of the two were still holding each other.
Jiang Fuyue wanted to take it back, but he refused.
Finally, the dark rubbing turned into clasping fingers.
"Have you finished dealing with the matter in Continent F?"
"Come to an end for now."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Temporary? What do you mean?"
Xie Dingyuan: "Although the first phase of the vaccine against Shenkovovirus has been successfully developed, the virus is evolving and the vaccine is likely to be ineffective."
"Then what to do?"
"Phase II of the study."
"Going to Continent F?"
"Well," the man nodded slightly, "only in endemic areas can we find more samples of unknown strains."
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "... when did you come back?"
"Cough...yesterday."
"So, these..." Jiang Fuyue pointed to the flowers beside her and the candles in the distance, "Is this all premeditated?"
Xie Dingyuan glanced at her secretly: "Yes."
Suddenly, "Who taught you?"
"What?"
"It's not your style to send roses and place candles."
The corner of the man's mouth twitched.
Jiang Fuyue blinked: "It's hard to say? Could it be a trick from a female friend?"
"I don't have any female friends," the man muffled, "only girlfriends..."
Jiang Fuyue: Cough!
It was suddenly sweetened.
"Don't you like it?" Xie Dingyuan swept over the burning candle, it was incomplete, not as good-looking as when it was just lit.
Jiang Fuyue smiled: "The liking is not in the gift itself."
"What's that?" Hanhan asked.
"In the—gift giver."
Xie Dingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and his breathing became stagnant: "Then, do you like people who give gifts?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Not bad."
After hearing this, the man was not only not disappointed, but also curled his lips in satisfaction.
He thought, "It's okay" now, but one day it will become "I like it very much".
"You tricked me into coming over to water you even though you were at home. Isn't that amazing, Professor Xie?"
The man touched his nose in embarrassment: "I'm afraid you won't come..."
"Here," Jiang Fuyue pointed to the kettle on the ground, "you can pour it yourself."
Xie Dingyuan coughed lightly: "...Actually, there are no potted plants in the master bedroom."
Some people are real dogs.
…
Seeing that the candle was about to burn out, Jiang Fuyue asked Xie Dingyuan to turn on the light.
"Oh." The man obeyed obediently like an obedient daughter-in-law.
With the lights on, the two began cleaning the wax off the floor.
Jiang Fuyue discovered that the "heart shape" was drawn first, and then placed with candles.
After the candle is removed, the white line cannot be covered.
There are even traces of ruler and compass drawing on it:
He probably drew a straight line first, then drew a circle with 1/4 of the length as the half warp, then drew the same circle tangent to the previous circle, then centered on the center point of the left circle, and a point on the right side of the right circle is Draw the starting point downward until the tangent of the two circles...
Late OCD never disappoints.
Jiang Fuyue took a closer look at the bouquet of roses, each rose was even in height and almost the same size.
Even every fold of the wrapping paper is like copying and pasting.
she:"… "
After cleaning the floor, Jiang Fuyue brushed and opened the curtains, the sun shone in, and her eyes narrowed uncomfortably.
In the next second, the man stepped forward and closed the white gauze on the compartment, and the light became much softer.
"Strong light is not good for the eyes."
"… oh."
At this time, a mobile phone rang.
Jiang Fuyue: "Hello?"
"Sister, where have you been? When will you be back?" It was Brother Jiang.
Jiang Fuyue: "Immediately."
"Then I start cooking?"
"Um."
After the final exam, besides cooperating with the team to shoot videos and live broadcast, Jiang Xiaodi cooks at home every day.
Now that he is taller and stronger, he no longer has to worry about not being able to reach the stove or lift the iron pan.
Perhaps because he inherited Jiang Da's culinary talent, Brother Jiang is especially interested in cooking.
After finishing my homework every day, I just soak in the kitchen, either holding recipes to study, or directly operating them.
He also has a "Gourmet Notes", which contains all his specialty dishes.
From material selection, to production, to the final plate, the order is clear.
When he was writing, Jiang Fuyue had seen it a few times, not to mention, he still looked good.
Occasionally, Jiang Da would point him out when he was free, and if Brother Jiang didn't understand, he would take the initiative to ask.
Han Yunru, chef Tiantuan surnamed Cao, and the newly recruited pastry chef in the shop are all the objects he asks for advice.
The three fat uncles laughed at him: "You are trying to gather the great achievements of a hundred schools of thought, and the blue is better than the blue?"
Brother Jiang scratched his head.
Cao Fuman turned around and went to tease Jiang Da: "Senior brother, I think Shen Xing is terrible, you have to be careful."
Not long ago, when Cao Dazhuang came to the house, he saw Jiang Chenxing busy in the kitchen, and Jiang Fuyue who was sitting on the sofa holding a laptop, and suddenly felt—
"Is it possible that the two sisters and brothers have turned against each other? Those who should go into the kitchen don't go in, and those who shouldn't go in stick in one end, tsk!"
Han Yunru remained calm: "Gender equality has long been established in this era, and there is nothing wrong with it, as long as the child likes it."
Jiang Da nodded, agreeing with his wife 100%: "Yes!"
Cao Fuman: "..."
Brother Jiang also said: "It doesn't matter if my sister can't cook, I will cook for her in the future, and I will wash the dishes."
"Can you still cook for your sister for the rest of your life?"
Brother Jiang thought about it seriously: "...if she wants, of course I can!"
The uncles of the Cao family couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
Jiang Chenxing knew that they didn't believe it, so he regarded himself as an ignorant brat.
But he knew that those words were true!
"Sister, you trust me, okay?" Brother Jiang grabbed her sleeve, shook it lightly, and whispered, "I will definitely cook a lot of delicious food for you in the future."
Jiang Fuyue smiled and rubbed his head: "Okay."
Then…
Her three meals a day were covered by Jiang Xiaodi.
Jiang Fuyue ended the call and put away the phone.
"I'm going back."
Xie Dingyuan also heard Brother Jiang on the phone calling her to go back for dinner. Although he didn't want her to go, but there seemed to be no suitable reason to stop her, then...
"I send you."
"Um."
Xie Dingyuan sent her out of the villa.
Jiang Fuyue: "Let's go here."
"Um."
Sudden-
"Jiang Fuyue!"
The girl turned her head, her body was shrouded in the sun, her eyebrows and eyes became more and more beautiful.
The wind blew her hair onto her cheeks, and she raised her hand to gently brush it off.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Dingyuan: "Are we together now?"
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Should... forget it?"
"Is it okay to remove the word 'bar'?"
The girl laughed: "Forget it!"
"Then you are my girlfriend now." He said, his eyes were serious and his expression was also serious.
Straight men's style stamp.
Jiang Fuyue fell back and stopped in front of him, her eyes met, her breath was close at hand.
"Then you are my boyfriend too."
"Well, I am." He laughed, maybe the sun was too bright, which made his stern eyebrows warm.
…
"Sister, you're back—"
"Yeah." Jiang Fuyue put on her slippers and walked to the dining room.
Brother Jiang's voice came from inside: "It's time to eat!"
Before starting, Jiang Fuyue asked him if he had any more rice and vegetables.
"Yes! I have made a lot." Anyway, no matter how much there is, he is not afraid of leftovers, because he can finish it in the end.
Jiang Fuyue: "I want to pack a copy and send it to a... friend."
"Okay~ I'll pack it in a lunch box first, otherwise there will be leftovers after eating." Brother Jiang happily went to pack it.
I just don't know if he will be so happy when he knows who sent the meal to one day in the future
…
In the evening, the sun was setting, and the fire burning clouds dyed half of the sky red.
Gray blue and orange are intertwined into a painting, waiting for the night to fall.
Standing in front of the villa, Jiang Fuyue sent a WeChat message to Xie Dingyuan: [I am at the door.]
In less than half a minute, there was a sound of slightly chaotic footsteps.
Lost the calmness of the past.
Seeing her for the first time, surprise appeared in the man's eyes.
"How did you come?"
"Not welcome?"
"How is it possible? I wish..." As he spoke, he took her hand and walked inside.
Suddenly, with a pause, Xie Dingyuan took her back again.
Stop at the fingerprint sensing area of the iron gate, and after recording here, continue to enter the door.
"It's more convenient that way," he explained.
Jiang Fuyue let him hold his finger, press it back and forth, and his eyes fell on the side of the man's face. He seemed to be doing anything, even taking a fingerprint, with a kind of devout focus.
Sensing her sizing up, Xie Dingyuan turned his head to look over: "What's wrong?"
"No."
"Let's go." The man led her into the room.
The shoe covers have been put away and replaced by a pair of pink women's sandals.
"Wear this, new one."
Jiang Fuyue put it on, the size was just right: "When did you buy it?"
"..."
The man didn't answer.
As soon as Jiang Fuyuefu raised her head, she saw this man staring straight at her feet.
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Three shifts, three thousand words.
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