The door opened, Ji Chi, staring at the boy's fluffy, messy hair, could easily guess that the other person had been curled up in bed a second before he knocked.
Ji Chi didn't speak, but instead reached out and pulled open the collar that was pressed against the boy's chest, his gaze traveling down to the distinct lines between the collarbone and the neck, and further down...
Wen He snatched the fabric back from his hand, her bright eyes glaring at him again, while she snorted loudly through her nose.
He knew that the other party was being indecent again, and that such behavior was wrong!
Without batting an eye, Ji Chi stretched out his large hand and flipped the little man in front of him over, then subtly poked the back of his neck with his fingertips.
"Check it out."
"I already sent the photos..." Wen He was still a little dissatisfied, reaching out to scratch the back of her neck where the other person had poked her earlier; it was a little itchy.
"Photos are always photoshopped, how do I know you're not lying to me?!"
The boy opened his mouth, accusing the other person of lying to him, but thankfully he didn't make any further moves with his hands.
"Let's go downstairs and get something to eat."
"Good..."
Upon hearing that she could eat again, Wen He quickly forgot about the other person's lewd behavior and followed behind him.
The two people on the first floor were no longer surprised to see Ji Chi Wen He Chi, after all, this young master only had eyes for Wen He.
[The first thing the Demon Dragon will do upon returning is to inspect his treasure.]
[Sweet, sweet, sweet! Everyone, get sweet!]
What are they doing?
[Are you sure you're not eating this heartily in the middle of the day?]
[It doesn't smell good, it smells awful]
[I'm taking a dump]
[That stinks...]
Ji Chi packed two portions, one for himself and Wen He, and the other for the others in the cabin.
Ji Chi will not be stingy in this regard.
He didn't want Wen He to share her share with others.
What Ji Chi gives you can only belong to Wen He; no one else can have even a fraction of it.
The fragrant roast suckling pig was placed in front of Wen He; it had already been cut up, with the head and tail removed.
Wen He poked the crispy skin with the tip of her chopsticks, and a crisp crunch sound was heard, accompanied by a fragrant aroma.
Ji Chi opened another portion, which contained the exact same roasted pig.
Wen He knew that he had bought these for the other people in the cabin.
But seeing the other person plop down in their seat, fiddling with lemonade and dipping sauce without any sign of inviting anyone else, Wen He understood.
It's okay, I'll talk to you about it...
The boy jogged to the living room, his fingertips tugging at Zhou Siyu's sleeve.
"Um... Ji Chi bought you a roast suckling pig, let's go eat it together."
His words instantly drew their attention.
Jiang Yu pointed incredulously at herself, then at Zhou Siyu, "Me? Us?"
"Mmm-hmm," Wen He nodded solemnly, her ahoge (cowlick) on her head agreeing, and finally added softly, " Ji Chi... he's a good person."
Zhou Siyu pursed her lips, blinked frantically, and the scene of the other person training her like a devil resurfaced in her mind.
He reached up and scratched his cheek, revealing a smile.
"Let's go, since that's the case, let's go eat together."
Jiang Yu nodded, her mind filled with the soul-stirring look in the other person's eyes when they first met.
After watching the live stream for a few days, he now fully understood that Wen He hadn't listened to his advice and had been misled by the other person's sweet appearance.
He just wanted to know how long the other person's sugary exterior could last in front of Wen He.
Jiang Yu had no idea that if Wen He heard his inner thoughts, she would be surprised and say, "There's no sugar coating."
Wen He had Ji Chi received any sweet words from Ji Chi.
After all, even in front of Wen He, the other party only offered endless threats and intimidation.
But none of this frightened Wen He, because he knew that Ji Chi's threats were just flicking his head and occasionally tugging at his tuft of hair; his intimidation was simply due to the other party's poor communication skills...
These things are nothing to Wen He, oh... she occasionally acts like a hooligan.
Wen He hates people who act like hooligans.
The three of them walked into the restaurant with different thoughts. Ji Chi pushed the meat he had already cut in front of Wen He and said with dissatisfaction, "Why are you taking so long?"
Wen He ignored the other party's nitpicking, while Zhou Siyu and Jiang Yu felt somewhat awkward.
Fortunately, the other party didn't say anything more. The two smiled and thanked them, and the only response they received was a faint remark from the other party.
"Um."
Zhang Shengsheng was drawn downstairs by the aroma of roast suckling pig, and he ran downstairs with slight excitement.
"It smells so good! What is it?"
"Roast suckling pig, Ji Chi brought it back, it's so fragrant and crispy," Jiang Yu picked up a piece of crispy skin and tender meat with her chopsticks and put it directly to Zhang Shengsheng's mouth.
The crispy outer layer complements the incredibly tender meat, with the outer layer also having a slight sweetness—the subtle sweetness of honey.
It crunches in your mouth, and the lean meat is neither dry nor tough, but still has a hint of juice.
It tastes great even without any dipping sauce.
Wen He ate several pieces in a row. Ji Chi dipped the lean meat in sauce, placed it on a lettuce leaf, and asked her to eat it in one bite to avoid it being too greasy.
A whole roasted suckling pig was still too much for two people to finish, especially since Ji Chi barely ate any before watching Wen He eat.
Wen He originally intended to save room for the mango box, but she couldn't resist the temptation of eating roast suckling pig for the first time. Now her stomach was bulging, and the extra space in her stomach was filled with lemon water.
He put down his chopsticks and carefully reached out to touch his stomach.
I feel a bit full...
Seeing that he had finished eating, Ji Chi collected the remaining roast suckling pig from the table into a takeout box and put it in the refrigerator.
The other three only took a few bites before packing the leftovers into the refrigerator; eating too much would make them feel greasy.
Ji Chi placed the four transparent packaging boxes into the refrigerator, pushing the top mango box to the back to completely cover it.
After finishing her meal Wen He wanted to take a walk to digest, and naturally thought of the Big Yellow in the backyard.
Ji Chi followed behind him, and the two walked together towards the backyard of the manor.
Aside from the area in the backyard where Big Yellow lived, Wen He had never explored any other places.
At Ji Chi's insistence, Wen He didn't touch Big Yellow, but watched it for a while before the two left again.
The manor's backyard is very large, and there is a small hill in the distance. On the left side of the hill stands a pavilion. It's sunny now, so it's a perfect place to sit and enjoy the shade and breeze.
[You two are such a perfect match, you should be locked in forever!]
[Hmph, I only admire Lawyer Jiang!]
[In the Chi Wen CP's live stream, Lawyer Jiang, how dare you? You came right up to my face and started attacking me!]
[Why is it all about the Chi-Wen couple? I just like watching Xiao He. These live stream clips only show Xiao He, so why can't I ship them? Do you think I like watching disgusting men?]
[Could you please keep your mouth clean?]
[For some people who only know how to jump around, cleanliness is unnecessary, thank you.]
[Thank you~~ It makes you seem very polite (eye roll)(eye roll)]
Unlike the arguments in the live chat, the pavilion was peaceful and serene at this moment.
Ji Chi his long legs up on the stone table, leaned back in his chair, and stared intently at the boy who had closed his eyes and was enjoying the cool breeze.
Her eyebrows and eyelashes were curved, her nose was small and delicate, and there was a touch of pink on her face. Her thin lips looked so plump and soft...
Each facial feature, taken individually, is quite ordinary.
But... how can I not get enough of it...?
Oh... and the ahoge (cowlick) on his head, why do people have ahoge?
Ji Chi squinted, scrutinizing the other person, but his gaze couldn't leave their face.
A gentle breeze ruffled his hair, making it look messy like a blade of grass, yet still a tall and resilient blade of grass, occasionally a little silly.