Hearing this, Sang Chi regained her composure a little, raised her eyes, and met his lips stained with water. She was silent for two seconds, then suddenly stretched out her leg to kick him, saying with a hint of annoyance, "You are always..."
She paused, not wanting to finish the rest of her words.
Duan Jiaxu immediately grabbed her ankle and rubbed it with his fingertips, not too hard or too soft. He lowered his chin and suddenly laughed, "What's wrong?"
Sang Chi pushed him away and jumped down from the kitchen counter. "Go away. I want to cook the dumplings."
Then she picked up the packaging bag next to her.
Before Sang Chi could make the next move, Duan Jiaxu had already taken the bag from her. He was still laughing, his shoulders trembling slightly, and he let out a small laugh, low and sexy.
Sang Zhi looked at him and whispered, "What are you laughing at?"
Duan Jiaxu poured all the dumplings in the bag into the pot, and said with a smile in his voice, "If you don't want to, I'll bring it up next time. Don't be angry."
""
It shouldn't be like that. If you don't want to, forget it.
What do you mean I'll bring it up next time.
And he said this in such a gentle and elegant tone.
Sang Chi was somewhat speechless. But she was not angry either, and pursed her numb lips.
She handed him a soup spoon and changed the subject, "Do you want to eat some too? You have an early flight tomorrow, and this won't be easy to digest. I wanted you to go to bed early, so I didn't plan to cook your portion."
"Sleeping on the plane." Duan Jiaxu said leisurely, "Sleeping now is a waste of time."
""
Sang Chi didn't know whether it was her problem or his. Now, she would think wrongly about whatever he said, and subconsciously misinterpret it in some way.
She looked at him again and said nothing.
The glutinous rice balls fell into the pot, and the boiling water stopped boiling again. Duan Jiaxu sprinkled some sugar in and hung the spoon next to it.
He took a tissue to wipe his hands, staring at Sang Zhi straight in the eye. Then he suddenly bent down, holding her on both sides with his hands, and surrounded her between himself and the kitchen counter.
"We have to wait." Duan Jiaxu kissed her chin again, "Kiss her for a while longer."
After cooking, Sang Chi held the bowl that Duan Jiaxu handed to her and returned to the sofa, watching TV while chewing on the glutinous rice balls. Not long after, Duan Jiaxu also came out with a bowl.
Sang Chi casually asked, "Have you packed your luggage?"
Duan Jiaxu: "No, I'll collect it later."
"Remember to bring more clothes. Don't bring too thick clothes. It's not as cold over there as it is here." Sang Zhi said, "And remember to put more food in the refrigerator. Don't eat takeout every day."
Duan Jiaxu nodded.
Sang Zhi added, "If I have time, I will come back to find you."
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelids, the corners of his lips curled up inexplicably, but he didn't say anything.
"If you want to stay there," Sang Chi suddenly remembered something and offered, "why don't you give up this house? Otherwise, it's a waste if you pay the rent but no one lives there."
"I won't leave yet." Duan Jiaxu said lazily, "You have to stay here even if you come back. Besides, it's cold recently, and the heating in your dormitory is not working. If you feel uncomfortable, just come and stay here."
""
"If you're scared alone, you can bring your friends over to live with you."
Sang Chi bit the glutinous rice balls and nodded.
"Tell me if you encounter any problems. Don't come back to the dormitory too late. Remember to be safe. Also, if you go out to play, drink less and don't drink drinks that have been touched by others." Duan Jiaxu thought for a while and began to instruct, "Every day when you come back to the dormitory, you must call me on video."