Golden roast goose, two servings of pasta, a large bowl of potato soup, and two glasses of red wine.
Roast goose served with pancakes and sauce is delicious and refreshing.
With the delicious food, Wen He's body temperature gradually decreased. She picked up a broccoli and chewed it.
Ji Chi didn't like roast goose, so he only drank a few sips of soup and pasta. Seeing that Wen He liked it, he wrapped up the roast goose meat and put it on Wen He's plate.
"You like to eat?"
"Mmm, the roast goose skin is fragrant and crispy, very delicious," Wen He picked up the goose meat he had wrapped and stuffed it into her mouth.
Ji Chi picked up the red wine on the table, took only one sip, and didn't taste it again.
It tastes awful.
"Don't drink alcohol, drink soup."
I know.
The doctor forbade Wen He from drinking alcohol, Wen He neither drank nor liked to drink.
The potatoes in the potato soup are mashed into a puree, and each sip is full of small, chewy textures—delicious and flavorful.
[What if I get hungry looking at this?]
Eat when you're hungry!!!
[Looking at it this way, Ji Chi is actually quite a gentleman; he even serves food to Xiao He.]
[He always does that; you see, he always puts a lot of food on Xiao He's plate during meals.]
[Feeding in progress, I would do the same if I were in their shoes]
Ji Chi barely tasted the goose meat; almost the entire half-plate of goose meat ended up in Wen He's mouth. There were no drinks available, Wen He couldn't drink alcohol, so she could only drink the soup, but the soup didn't quench her thirst.
"Are you full? Can we leave now?"
Staff: "Sure, you can rest in the lobby for a while. We have more tasks to complete later."
"Oh, oh..." Wen He had just stood up behind Ji Chi when the other man grabbed him around the waist and put his arm around the back of his neck.
Ji Chi He had almost gotten used to being held by Wen He, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it... If Ji Chi injured his foot, he would definitely carry him too.
Good friends are meant to help each other.
"Press the elevator button."
"Which floor are we going to?" Wen He, her hand hovering over the button for the first floor.
Ji Chi took a step forward while carrying the person, and the button on the first floor lit up.
"We still have tasks to complete later. Go and rest on the sofa for a bit."
" Ji Chi, I'm thirsty."
"Knew"
After gently placing the person on the sofa and turning on the TV for him, Ji Chi went to the kitchen to pour him some water.
"Here," the transparent water glass was pressed directly against Wen He's lips, flattening them.
Wen He held the water glass with both hands, drank the water in one gulp, and then handed it to Ji Chi.
Seeing the boy bossing people around, Ji Chi laughed out loud.
Having been a pampered young master for half his life, he's come here to be a servant?
"Huh? What are you laughing at?" Wen He raised her hand to wipe the water from the corner of her mouth... looking at the other person with a puzzled expression.
Plain boiled water is clear... I shouldn't have embarrassed myself.
Ji Chi put the glass back on the shelf, moved closer to the other person, and roughly ruffled his hair. Before leaving, he flicked the tuft of hair standing on top with his fingertips.
"This is punishment. Who gave you the right to order me around? Hmm?"
Wen He frowned slightly, smoothing his hair again. Had he been ordering Ji Chi frequently?
I don't think so... Is the other person angry?
He secretly glanced at Ji Chi's face; the other was looking down, playing a mini-game... it was impossible to tell if he was angry.
Wen He used the sofa to move closer to Ji Chi, and he reached out to tug at Ji Chi's clothes.
"If... you feel like I've been bossing you around, then I apologize and promise I won't do it again."
The game character on the screen died because Ji Chi stopped playing. He reached out and stroked Wen He's cheek, his fingertips rubbing against his face. Finally, he gently pinched a piece of soft flesh and uttered something unbelievable.
"I've given you permission to order me around."
[I'll give you permission to order me around now~~(eye roll)(eye roll)]
[I'll give you permission to order me around now~~(eye roll)(eye roll)]
[I'll give you permission to order me around now~~(eye roll)(eye roll)]
[Aaaaaah!! That line is killing me! Don't you guys think so?]
The comments section was filled with identical copies of what had just been said.
[It seems you don't think so...]
Wen He pouted and tilted her head to dodge the other party's clutches.
"Oh..."
Ji Chi is really strange...
Is he tired of being a young master and wants to experience the life of a servant?
It's not impossible, otherwise why would there always be rich young masters in TV dramas pretending to be poor and living a hard life?
Art originates from life.
Wen He, this was the only answer Wen He could come up with.
" Xiao He? You guys came down so early?"
Zhang Shengsheng and Yun Li were already walking towards them from around the corner.
Wen He raised his hand to greet them, and Zhang Shengsheng ran over and pestered him to play checkers with him.
He and Yun Li didn't have much to talk about... but he didn't expect Yun Li to choose this answer, especially since they happened to be in the same room.
Zhang Shengsheng had no intention of trying to win them over... In his view, Yun Li and Jiangjiang were already a couple bound together...
"Hehe, what did you guys eat? We had hand-grabbed rice, it smells so good!" Zhang Shengsheng raised the glass marble in her hand and leaped into Wen He's territory.
Ji Chi rested his head on Wen He's shoulder, took out a marble, and jumped into Zhang Shengsheng's house in a few quick movements.
Wen He withdrew her hand and pushed away the head that was pressing on her shoulder; it was too heavy.
The two went back and forth, with Ji Chi stepping forward to help with the next one.
One game finished, let's play another.
Gradually, the people upstairs also came downstairs and gathered around them to watch the final round.
"Hahaha! Xiao He, you lost! I was only four steps away from winning!"
Wen He looked at the chessboard in front of him, seemingly always a step behind his opponent. He turned his head and looked to Ji Chi beside him for help.
Ji Chi rested his chin on Wen He's shoulder again, took Wen He's hand, picked up a chess piece, and stepped back.
The way to win in checkers is to be the first to move all your pieces into the opponent's territory. Ji Chi's move of Ji Chi back clearly puts him further and further away from his territory.
"Hmm? Are you giving up?" Zhang Shengsheng moved his chess piece forward one step.
Jiang Ye saw through Ji Chi's actions, patted Zhang Shengsheng's shoulder and gently shook his head, "You lost."
Zhang Shengsheng:?
"Look carefully."
Zhou Siyu also realized what was happening and explained for him with a smile that the other person only needed two steps to get home.
With a smile, Wen He placed all the chess pieces into the room, tugged at Ji Chi's clothes, and praised him.
"We won! Ji Chi, you're amazing!"
"Hmm," Ji Chi stood up and flicked the other person's forehead with his fingertip, "You're just too stupid."
snort...
Wen He snorted in dissatisfaction. Ji Chi was always like this; even when she was praising him, he would turn around and criticize her.
The dog bites Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a kind heart.
The production team said, "We believe everyone has eaten their fill. We will send you a small card later. Please fill out the card carefully, and please do not write your names."
The production team. "Based on the information you fill out, we will match you with the most suitable person to be your date tomorrow."
"We'll proceed with Wen He to the lounge first. The rest of you, please wait a moment."