"Let me help you," he said, reaching out to take the plate from Jiang Ye's hand, but the other man dodged to the side.
"No need, there's milk in the fridge, have a glass, I'll do the washing."
"Okay, Jiang Ye, would you like some?"
Jiang Ye paused while rinsing the dishes, but quickly resumed.
He called him Jiang Ye, not Lawyer Jiang... This form of address made Jiang Ye feel a little uncomfortable.
Ever since people in the small house learned about his profession, they almost always called him Lawyer Jiang.
"I'll just have coffee."
"Then I'll have coffee too." Duan Yueyang put the milk back into the refrigerator. He stood silently beside Jiang Ye and waited, partly to leave the dining table space for Ji Chi and Jiang Ye, and partly because this was a good opportunity for him to get closer to Jiang Ye.
The porcelain plate in his hand made a slight sound when it touched, and Jiang Ye came back to his senses. He knew that the other party was coming for him.
Wen He poked a hole in the skin of the soup dumpling with chopsticks, and the crab roe soup inside quickly flowed out from the hole.
Ji Chi opened the packet of vinegar-dipped noodles in his hand and placed it in front of the other person.
The breakfasts he ordered were all made in the hotel's own kitchen; the ingredients were fresh, the taste was delicious, and he felt reassured about the quality.
Eat properly, be careful not to burn yourself.
"Ugh..." Wen He swung her leg in dissatisfaction, trying to kick the person opposite her, but nothing happened.
He didn't poke the bun open to see the filling oozing out, but instead slowly savored it.
Ji Chi casually ate a fried dough stick and a steamed dumpling, then rested his chin on his hand and watched the other person eat.
Nose... mouth... um, lips are very soft
Further down is the small Adam's apple, and then... the collarbone, there... Ji Chi, he knew it very well.
Further down, you can't see anything at all.
But... in last night's dream, everything was there: a slender waist and a bare back, including the softness that his hands couldn't contain—he knew it all.
Ji Chi's vision became hazy and confused, his thoughts seemingly pulled back into a dream, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
Wen He wiped her mouth and threw the napkin into the trash can. Ji Chi across from her seemed stunned. He ignored her and instead started tidying up the takeout boxes on the table.
He hadn't finished the white porridge, so he planned to take it to Big Yellow.
Wen He jumped off the stool, raised her hand and grabbed Ji Chi's sleeve as if she were pulling at his departing soul.
Ji Chi snapped out of his daze, stepped back, and stood up. "What's wrong?"
Wen He stood there blankly for a few seconds, then shook her head again.
"Nothing..."
Ji Chi's eyes were somewhat dazed. His fingertips gently stroked the other person's earlobe, which was as soft as a water droplet, and pressed it lightly. Just as the other person was about to reach out and hit him, he moved his hand away again. "Go back and rest after you've eaten your fill."
"Hmm..." Ji Chi He felt a little sleepy after Wen He mentioned it.
Perhaps because of the medication... he placed the bowl of congee he was carrying in a corner under the cupboard.
Before leaving, she reminded the two people in the kitchen that this was inedible, but Ji Chi grabbed her by the neck with one arm and dragged her away from the kitchen.
Duan Yueyang held the coffee Jiang Ye had just brewed in his palm, watching the two of them leave, and sighed softly.
"Those two are really close. I arrived late and haven't seen Ji Chi so close to anyone else before. Don't you think so, Jiang Ye?"
Jiang Ye lowered his head and continued stirring the milk in his glass, giving the other person a faint reply, without responding or refusing.
[Why does Yangyang's comment sound a bit cheesy (no offense intended)]
[It's obvious, Yangyang went there specifically for Lawyer Jiang. Didn't he make that very clear last night? I don't think there's anything wrong with what he said.]
[I actually like his personality, but why is Lawyer Jiang silent again?]
[Silence is the River]
Wen He lay in bed, feeling a little dizzy... He set his alarm for 11 o'clock to catch up on sleep.
The production team said we need to meet at noon, so there must be a task ahead.
Wen He smacked her lips, a faint metallic taste of blood lingering in her throat, dissipating as sleepiness washed over her.
The alarm clock rang, pulling Wen He back from her dream.
He had another dream... He dreamt that he would be going on a date with Yangyang the next day... He also dreamt that Yangyang accidentally fell into the water... but he didn't save him... Everyone in the dream was blaming him.
Wen He shook his head, clutching the corner of the blanket tightly, a dull ache in his heart. He didn't want to have dreams like this anymore.
I won't dream if I don't take medicine... but I'll die if I don't take medicine.
Wen He didn't want to die.
A dull ache returned to her chest. Wen He coughed lightly twice, looking down at her pale palms—no bloodstains...
The medication took effect.
He reached out and turned off the annoying alarm clock, then sat on the bed to wake himself up.
The message on my phone was from Ji Chi, sent half an hour ago.
Demon Dragon: Are you awake?
Demon Dragon: He plays on his phone in bed as soon as he wakes up.
Demon Dragon: I'll call you when I go down.
He He He: Awake (Sleep) (Sleep)
Ji Chi looked at the "wake up" emoji and the sleeping emoji the other person had sent, feeling somewhat confused. Was this a sign of being awake or not?
He picked up the little panda figurine from beside his pillow and placed it behind his head.
J: Are you awake?
J: Reply
Little Wooden Head: Wake up
Little Wooden Head: (I'm serious~) bqb.
So domineering...
Wen He exited the chat window and started watching videos.
About half an hour later, there was a loud knocking at the door, Wen He knew that Ji Chi Ji Chi.
Without even changing his clothes, Wen He ran to open the door in his pajamas, afraid that if he didn't go soon, the other person would break down the door.
This is someone else's door; if it's broken, you'll have to pay for it...
It can't break.
Ji Chi, wearing sneakers and holding a new jacket, was standing at the door.
He tossed the coat he was holding into the other person's arms.
"Change your clothes, put this on over your clothes."
Wen He caught the clothes that the other person threw to her; they were as thin as clouds.
"Mmm," he mumbled, though he didn't know why, but he still changed his clothes and put on a thin jacket that didn't belong to him.
Seeing that the other person was neatly dressed, Ji Chi carefully inspected them again before he was satisfied and said, "Let's go."
"Ao..." Wen He followed behind the other person, and the two appeared in everyone's sight one after the other.
Considering that Wen He got sunburned last time, Jiang Yu carried a small backpack this time, containing an umbrella, a moisturizing spray, and a sunscreen spray.
Upon seeing the person come down, Jiang Yu, without saying a word, sprayed the person with a sprayer and unleashed a localized downpour.
Wen He pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and twirled in the Xiao Yu.
"Brother, I want some too," Jiang Yu couldn't help but blush when he heard that address again... He coughed lightly twice and pressed the sunscreen spray hard against the man in front of him who was even taller than him.
" Brother Xie..."
Wen He closed her eyes, pondering why the other person called Jiang Yu" brother."
It seems he's younger than Jiangjiang.
Suddenly, he felt a force on his eyelids; it was Ji Chi using four fingers to pry them open.
Wen He stared at him with wide eyes, her lower eyelids filled with red blood vessels. Ji Chi frowned with concern.
Why is it so popular?