He Only Likes Me

Chapter 10: Mr. Su is really a miracle worker

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Ji Mian was telling the truth and had no other intention, but he soon discovered that the young man in front of him seemed to have misunderstood something.

Chu Shiye looked at him depressedly without saying a word.

Ji Mian: "What's wrong?"

He waved his palm in front of Chu Shiye, and Chu Shiye turned his head away.

"Let's eat."

After saying this, Chu Shiye sat down at the dining table, picked up the bowl expressionlessly, and stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Ji Mian: Eh, you seem even more unhappy.

Although his original intention was to comfort the Alpha, it seemed... that it did not succeed.

Ji Mian observed Chu Shiye for a while, picked up the chopsticks, and put a piece of meat into his bowl.

Chu Shiye paused with the tip of his chopsticks and ate it.

Ji Mian: "Do you like spicy food?"

He had paid attention to the dinner table in the past few days. Chu Shiye rarely touched the sweet and sour dishes, and ate more of the dishes that looked spicy.

Chu Shiye: “Yeah.”

Ji Mian nodded: "I remember."

Chu Shiye said nothing and stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Su Lan likes sweets.

Su Lan said that she didn't like sweets.

He remembered it too.

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In the afternoon, at Ji Mian's request, Chu Shiye prepared to take him out to find a job.

The door opened, and Chu Shiye asked, "Is it okay?"

Ji Mian behind him said, "You asked me three times in five minutes."

Chu Shiye looked at him motionlessly.

"It doesn't matter." Ji Mian smiled, "I know my body well and I won't try to be strong."

Chu Shiye nodded and said nothing more.

The two walked out of the door and a gust of wind blew towards them. Chu Shiye immediately turned around and went back into the house.

Ji Mian turned his head, and Chu Shiye hurriedly took out a coat from the house and put it on his shoulders.

Ji Mian: "I'm not cold."

Chu Shiye: "The wind is strong."

By the way, fasten the first button for Ji Mian.

The coat was a little loose, but it was enough to keep out the wind. Ji Mian put his hand into his pocket, and the soft fabric wrapped around his cold fingertips, bringing a little warmth.

He walked side by side with Chu Shiye and blinked: "I'm so sorry to live in your house and wear your clothes."

Chu Shiye: "It doesn't matter."

Ji Mian: "Let's switch seats tonight. It's okay for me to sleep on the floor."

Chu Shiye: "No."

Ji Mian: "You are the host and I am the guest, no matter what..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chu Shiye: "I like sleeping on the floor, I hate sleeping on the bed."

Ji Mian gave him a puzzled look.

Really

"Really," Chu Shiye said without any emotion, "The bed is too soft. If you sleep on it for a long time, you won't grow taller. It's not good for your health."

Ji Mian: “…Oh.”

He compared the heights of the two people and said: "Then you should drink more milk and grow taller."

Chu Shiye: "I haven't drunk it."

He said this calmly, without any strange expression on his face.

When he was a child, he and his adoptive father lived in a small room. His adoptive father had a meager salary, and he had to support two people. A cup of milk, which cost only a few coins, was an unattainable luxury for him.

However, he would never desire anything that did not belong to him, whether as a helpless child or now as an independent adult.