"Please come in..."
Hearing the sounds coming from inside, Ji Chi opened the door.
The boy sat obediently with his hands on the table, looking every bit like a boss.
He closed the door and naturally sat down opposite Wen He.
[ Ji Chi! No wonder you were so eager to go in second; it turns out it was all for this moment!]
[Wow, can you stand him knocking on every door?]
[ Demon Dragon: Where is my wife?!]
[He's still amazing; he doesn't do things the production team expects at all.]
[There are only two chairs, so does that mean two people can enter one room?]
[Oh no, Ji Chi is happy again.]
Please draw a rose from the vase, ask each other a question, and after you answer, we will serve you your food.
The director's voice suddenly rang out in the room, startling Wen He, who looked around frantically.
Ji Chi reached into the flowerpot and pulled out a rose. The thorns of the red rose had been removed, and a small note was attached to the bottom of the stem.
Seeing that the other party was about to go through the formalities, Wen He swallowed hard, sat up straight, and waited for the other party to ask questions.
Ji Chi raised an eyebrow, clutching the note tightly. A smile played on his lips, but his eyes held an unfathomable emotion. "How many relationships have you had?"
Ji Chi clutched the note in his hand, Wen He couldn't read the handwriting, so he could only obediently answer.
"We haven't talked about it."
"You haven't talked about it?" Ji Chi's disbelief quickly turned into joy. He leaned forward and stared at Wen He's face, trying to find evidence of a lie.
"Hmm, I haven't discussed that either. Okay, let's move on to the next question," Ji Chi said in a clear voice, happily picking up the second rose.
After only a quick glance, he rested his chin on his hand and asked, "What do you think of the person opposite you?"
Wen He withdrew his hand that was about to pull out the rose. He looked up at the other person, his tone slightly reproachful, "It's my turn to ask you..."
"All right."
Ji Chi withdrew his hand, leaned back in his seat, and unconsciously crossed his legs. He rested one hand on the armrest, stared at Wen He's face, and spoke in a light tone, as if he were thinking or just blurting out a lot of things.
"Then I think you're really silly, always spacing out, kind of stupid... clumsy, and you like to pretend to be magnanimous," he thought, picturing the other person sulking, and his smile widened. "You're not even good at getting angry, like a kitten. Are you a kitten?"
You're probably not like that. Even a kitten will show its claws when it's angry, and all you can do is say "it's okay..."
Wen He initially listened attentively to the other person's speech, but the more he listened, the more dissatisfied he became... His little face puffed up slightly, and his brows furrowed.
I'm not a kitten, I'm not stupid at all, and I have a temper, and I can be quite fierce.
Wen He thought Ji Chi must have a bad memory; she had clearly lost her temper, but he couldn't remember.
Ji Chi stopped talking, extended his fingertip and pressed it against the other person's brow, rubbing it in circles with his fingertip, trying to dispel the dissatisfaction on the other person's face.
"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore," Ji Chi said with a smile, withdrawing her hand.
Wen He secretly kicked the other person under the table, but when she looked up, she met his eyes, which shone like stars.
Those eyes were so beautiful when they smiled, like stars at night... so bright... ten times more beautiful than Ji Chi's smile before.
Wen He couldn't help but think.
"Alright, now it's my turn to ask you, right?"
"Hmm... then go ahead and ask."
"Continue answering the question above: What do you think of the person opposite you?"
Wen He felt that Ji Chi was like a child who wouldn't give up until he got the candy he wanted.
Even though this was the previous question... he insisted on answering it himself.
Wen He watched as Ji Chi and he sat up straight. He lowered his eyes and began to think... He wanted to listen to the answer in his heart.
Ji Chi...
"Hmm... what's wrong?"
After thinking for a moment, Wen He looked up and stared directly into the other person's eyes. The galaxy in those eyes seemed to shimmer, and they looked extremely nervous.
He answered the other person with a firm and serious tone, " Ji Chi, I think you are a very good person, a very good person."
"That's all?" Ji Chi asked dejectedly, as if a sigh of relief had been released. He lowered his eyes, but Wen He grabbed his wrist.
"I haven't finished speaking yet..."
Her heart was pounding, and the temperature in her palms was rising... but Wen He didn't let go.
"I think you're great... You bring me little cakes, and you can be a bit childish sometimes, always throwing tantrums, but that's okay..."
You always like to play pranks, but I know you're good at heart, and you wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone...
Her brain, connected to her entire body, began to function at breakneck speed, her blood surging. Wen He felt her head was blank, as if she couldn't hear anything...
"You're not a bad person at all, and you've helped me a lot. You're just not good with words... but it's okay, I'll..."
Even the words he spoke sounded hollow, but he chose to continue, because it was the answer his heartbeat was telling him.
"From now on I will... I will..."
What can I do?
Ji Chi leaned forward and gently pinched the other's earlobe, which was so red it looked like it could drip water. The skin on his wrist was burning hot, and the earlobe was also incredibly hot.
He gently pinched the other's earlobe, their foreheads touching, his voice magnetic and seductive, "Go on...? What can I do?"
Wen He blushed and looked up at the deep, tender gaze in the other person's eyes. His hot breath brushed against her lips, and the tip of her nose touched his soft skin.
Wen He swallowed hard, his neck flushed, and his lips trembled as he uttered the last few words, "I will become your mouth... your substitute..."
Ji Chi was somewhat dissatisfied with his last sentence, and the corners of his mouth, which had been turned up, drooped down again. He pinched Wen He's earlobe, then moved his fingertips to the other's face, pressing down on his trembling lips.
"I don't want you to be my mouth, you idiot."
You're as stiff as Little Wooden Head, and you're still defending me?
This young master is quite eloquent, but I simply disdain communicating with them.
Wen He pulled her hand away from the other person's, lowered her head, and pretended to be a quail...
No... that's not what I meant to say.
It's all Ji Chi's fault... for interrupting me.
Ji Chi that he was huddled in his shell, Ji Chi stopped teasing him, afraid that Wen He would cook him alive.
[!!!!!]
[Playing this big?!]
Did they kiss? Did they kiss?!
[Ah!!! I won't allow it!! Ji Chi, get out of my way!]
[This is bad... Xiao He is almost ripe. You two should be together now. I agree.]
[Waaaaah...! Ji Chi stole my wife, and I can't forgive him!]
[Where are the "head-pressing tribe" members? Give them a good massage!]
[I'm so impressed, the Demon Dragon is so happy!]
[ Xiao He, you've been deceived! Look at what you're saying!]
[I can't take it anymore...]
[ Lawyer Jiang o(╥╥)o]
[Jiang He CP]
[The perseverance shown above is a spirit worth learning from.]
"Hello, your food is served."
The staff knocked on the door between the two people.
Wen He kept her head down, fiddling with her trouser legs, the tuft of hair on her head trembling.
Ji Chi happily placed the roses in the vase, humming a song softly.
Wen He raised her hand to scratch behind her ear, her fingertips touching her earlobe, where the other person's warmth still lingered, hot and tingling...