He kicked Chen Zhuo: go away, I won't build a snowman with you.
12
Chen's mother did what she said, and she rushed over in the second week. She sent a train to her son and asked him to pick him up at the time. She even told one person to come, don't bother Xiaobei.
Ji Xiaobei definitely couldn't agree, this was the first official meeting between him and Chen Zhuo's family, so he couldn't be sloppy. For this reason, he deliberately put on the warm yellow down jacket, thinking that the elders would like to be more energetic.
Chen Zhuozhen wanted to hold him in his arms and rub it hard, and was moved to tears. Since Ji Xiaobei knew that this down jacket was not black, he refused to wear it again. It was because his mother had a big face. He hadn't seen this out-of-print Ji Xiaobei for a long time...
At 8 o'clock in the evening, the two of them waited at the exit to pick up the person. Chen Zhuo encouraged Ji Xiaobei to send a message to Chen's mother, saying that they had arrived and he was wearing a yellow down jacket.
In winter, everyone's coats are generally darker. Ji Xiaobei's particularly bright pestle was in the crowd, and Chen's mother saw him at a glance.
Chen Zhuo took Ji Xiaobei's hand and shook it: My mother is here. Ji Xiaobei was a little flustered: tell me when she arrives in front of her.
After more than ten seconds, Chen Zhuo squeezed Ji Xiaobei's palm. Ji Xiaobei wanted to call Mom, but he was afraid that it would be too abrupt. After a few seconds, he called out nervously, "Hello, Auntie."
He raised his head sincerely in the direction he thought Mother Chen was there, but it wasn't right, it was a little off. Chen's mother took the initiative to take a step opposite him: Why are you called auntie again? Ji Xiaobei bowed his head in embarrassment and pursed his lips: ... Mom
Along the way, Chen's mother has been criticizing Chen Zhuo for pulling Ji Xiaobei tossing and turning. Chen Zhuo: Oh, don't worry about it. I've been holding it carefully, I can't lose it. Ji Xiaobei hurriedly nodded: I came here myself! And I'm smart enough to go outside alone!
Mother Chen lived in their master bedroom. On the one hand, it was a bit awkward for them to sleep together because of their parents. On the other hand, the bed in the guest room was very small, so in the end, it was decided that Ji Xiaobei would sleep in the guest room and Chen Zhuo would sleep on the sofa.
They hadn't slept apart for a long time, and Ji Xiaobei was not used to it, so he huddled under the covers and counted sheep. When he counted to 1001, the door of the guest room suddenly opened, he was startled, and whispered in the direction of the door: Chen Zhuo
Without a response, the mattress sank in the next second, and he was wrapped into a warm embrace. Ji Xiaobei deliberately wore a white turtleneck sweater inside in order to wear his yellow down jacket today. Maybe because I haven't worn high-necked clothes recently, I don't get used to it on the neck, and it rubbed a lot of red, leaving a pink mark on the snow-white neck.
Chen Zhuo couldn't help lowering his head to kiss his neck. Ji Xiaobei was itchy because of him, and he was afraid of being discovered by Chen's mother, so he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only lean against his arms and breathe lightly.
Ji Xiaobei: You... what are you doing!
Chen Zhuo: I want to sleep with you.
Ji Xiaobei: Your mother will find out if you sleep here!
Chen Zhuo: I set the alarm clock. Before she woke up, I went back to the living room to lie down.
Ji Xiaobei: Well then...
Ji Xiaobei: It's over!
Chen Zhuo: What's wrong
Ji Xiaobei: It's all your fault! I forgot how many sheep I just counted! Counting from the beginning again! Ahh! It's all your fault!
Chen Zhuo: … I still need to count sheep? You'll fall asleep in a while.
The two of them slept on the small wooden bed in the guest room. Maybe Ji Xiaobei was too soft to hug, Chen Zhuo slept until dawn and didn't hear any alarm clock at all...
13
Recently, Ji Xiaobei is learning to cook, starting with porridge. Every morning, he gets up and works in the kitchen.
Chen Zhuo must not be at ease. There are pots and pans in the kitchen, this knife and that knife, as well as natural gas and stove.
He accompanied Ji Xiaobei at the beginning, but Ji Xiaobei was unwilling, so he drove him away ruthlessly: I can do it by myself, you sleep an extra half an hour every day, and you can have breakfast when you wake up!
So Chen Zhuo accompanied him from being open and open to being secretive. Ji Xiaobei's ears are too sharp, he can find it with a little sound.
Ji Xiaobei was cooking porridge in the kitchen that morning, and when he was carrying the pot, he was about to burn his hands, so Chen Zhuo hurried up to help him.
Ji Xiaobei snorted: Why are you disobedient! Didn't I let you sleep an extra half hour!
Chen Zhuo coaxed him: Your porridge is so fragrant, I woke up immediately when I smelled it in my dream.
Ji Xiaobei was a little proud: put shrimp and scallops!
Chen Zhuo jokingly asked him: How much is a bowl of shrimp and scallop porridge
Ji Xiaobei thought for a while, then raised four fingers: Four kisses one bowl!
Chen Zhuo: So expensive!
Ji Xiaobei: Why is it expensive? Dried scallops are not cheap. Besides, I wake up so early, isn't it worth four kisses
Chen Zhuo held his face and kissed him ten times loudly: "Boss, if you want two bowls, don't look for it!"
Ji Xiaobei said solemnly: No, no, no, we are the most important in business, and we must act in a proper manner.
After speaking, he leaned on tiptoe and kissed Chen Zhuo twice.
Chen Zhuo was so cute that his liver trembled, how could he let him go, he stretched his arms around his waist, trapped him between himself and the cupboard and kissed deeply.
Then the two of them forgot about me until they smelled a burnt smell...
Ji Xiaobei: Ah, you pay for my shrimp and scallop porridge!
Chen Zhuo: How many bowls are in this pot
Ji Xiaobei: There should be five bowls, right
Chen Zhuo was about to kiss another 20 times, but Ji Xiaobei ruthlessly rejected him: I don't want you to lose any money, and if you kiss again, your mouth will be swollen!
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Chen Zhuo was very strange today, he was very perfunctory when kissing, and he wouldn't let Ji Xiaobei hug him. Since the last time this happened was when Chen Zhuo caught a cold, Ji Xiaobei was very worried.
But he couldn't beat Chen Zhuo no matter his height or physique, so he had to wait for an opportunity. For example, when Chen Zhuo was taking a shower, he secretly pushed open the door and slipped in.
Chen Zhuogang wet himself: why? hooligan
Ji Xiaobei's face is magnanimous: You let me touch!
Chen Zhuo was blocked in the bathtub by him and groped over and over.
In the end, Ji Xiaobei exclaimed: Chen Zhuo, why do you have no hair!
Before Chen Zhuo could speak, he said again seriously: Did you take off your wig
Chen Zhuo was so angry that he almost pouted: ... I'll give you ten seconds to reorganize the language.
Ji Xiaobei: They all say that programmers have no hair.
Chen Zhuo: ... That's an ordinary programmer, your husband is not an ordinary person.
Ji Xiaobei snorted: What about your hair
Chen Zhuo: I went to the barber shop in the afternoon. A novice cut it badly, so I could only push an inch.
Ji Xiaobei touched it and felt a little prickly: Your head is so cold.
Chen Zhuo: Can it be cold? The vegetation is destroyed and desertification is serious.
Ji Xiaobei held his face and gave him a big kiss on the forehead: I'll cover it for you, I don't despise you.
Ji Xiaobei leaned against the edge of the bathtub, leaning halfway on the water with his butt pouted. Chen Zhuo was intellectually afraid that he would fall into the water, but emotionally hoped that he would quickly fall into the water.
So he chose a compromise method and cleared his throat: Ji Xiaobei, let me remind you that this move is very dangerous, and it is easy to be targeted by bad guys.
Ji Xiaobei bared his teeth and made a fierce appearance: You are wrong, I am the tiger!
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Zhuo hugged his waist and carried him into the bathtub...
15
In the evening, two people go out to eat out, which is Ji Xiaobei's favorite Jiangnan cuisine. Chen Zhuo got off work late, and there were many people on Friday, and there were already dozens of queues there.
The two of them were sitting at the door waiting for a seat, and suddenly someone called Chen Zhuo's name, which was a nice female voice. When Ji Xiaobei heard Chen Zhuo stand up to greet others, he stood up with some unease, and Chen Zhuo took his hand naturally.
The girl probably saw that he was different, and asked cautiously: Who is this
Chen Zhuo pinched the soft flesh in Ji Xiaobei's palm: Let me introduce, Ji Xiaobei, it's mine...
Ji Xiaobei hurried to continue: brother.
Chen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to skip this topic: Xiaobei, this is the monitor of my university.
The two sides chatted for a while. The girl and her best friend were also two people. The waiting time for the small table was long. The girl suggested that it would be faster for four people to join the table.
At the dinner table, the girl has been looking for topics to reminisce about her college days with Chen Zhuo. Ji Xiaobei couldn't get a word in, and he felt awkward when he heard it.
He didn't let Chen Zhuo pour him tea, didn't let Chen Zhuo pick coriander for him, didn't let Chen Zhuo peel shrimp for him, and didn't let Chen Zhuo serve him rice. On the way back, Chen Zhuo was not allowed to go with him, and he walked in front with a small stick.
When he got home, just as Ji Xiaobei unlocked the door, he was carried into the house by the waist from behind.
Chen Zhuo put him on the sofa and squatted down in front of him: Are you unhappy? I see that you didn't even eat your favorite wine and brewed Lantern Festival today, haven't you been thinking about it for half a month
Ji Xiaobei said sullenly: She likes you.
It's not a question, it's a statement.
Chen Zhuo: …Baby, it’s all about the university. It’s been so many years since I graduated.
Ji Xiaobei said angrily: Hmph, I knew it. I knew she liked you as soon as I heard her talk!
Chen Zhuo smiled immediately: Then tell me how the person who likes me speaks
Ji Xiaobei thought he didn't believe it, and got even more angry: I won't tell you, you don't understand! I can just hear it!
Chen Zhuo held his face and kissed him on the forehead: Who said I don't understand, no one understands better than me? I listen to it every day, and the other party is talking to me now, do you listen
Only then did Ji Xiaobei realize that he was being tricked: ... No, you heard it wrong.
16
Chen Zhuo had a training session recently, and he had to go to class every weekend from morning to night, so he couldn't give an explanation. Ji Xiaobei could only go to the cinema alone.
At first Chen Zhuo could feel Ji Xiaobei