In-house help system

Insert the key into the lock, turn it lightly, and click.

Feng Ming pushed open the door and walked in, groped the wall and pressed the switch, the light on the ceiling flickered in the darkness, cast white light, and the living room was brightened immediately.

"come in."

This is an ordinary sentence, inviting friends into one's home.

But because Feng Ming occupies a special place in his heart, Ji Wenliang couldn't help being a little nervous and constrained.

Feng Ming didn't seem to notice these, but just took out two pairs of slippers from the cabinet in the entrance, changed one pair for himself, and put the other pair in front of his feet.

Standing there in a daze was not an option, Ji Wenliang finally put on his shoes awkwardly and walked in.

Suddenly finding out that it was not a difficult task, I laughed secretly at myself for thinking complicatedly, my tense heart also relaxed, and looked at the surrounding environment.

Probably because it is a bought house, it is decorated in the style of the owner. The overall color is light gray, which is very simple.

Feng Ming noticed his curious gaze, and dutifully introduced him.

"This is the kitchen, I don't usually use it much."

The kitchen is small, with a white marble dining table in the center, a refrigerator quietly standing on the left corner, and a long cooking table against the right wall, with only a microwave oven and induction cooker on it, which is a little too simple.

It can be seen that this place is rarely favored by the master.

"This is the bathroom."

There was a mirror cabinet above the sink. Feng Ming raised his arm and opened the cabinet door. The sleeves of the black shirt were wrinkled under the force.

It was obviously a simple action, but Ji Wenliang saw a kind of unrestrained and neatness that made people's heart flutter. He thought that he should go to the hospital for a CT scan tomorrow, for fear that it would really damage his brain.

Feng Ming searched for a long time, found a box of toothpaste, and handed it to Ji Wenliang.

Ji Wenliang took it subconsciously.

Then there are toothbrushes, towels, shower gel...all of them are new.

This kind of hospitality is too grand, Ji Wenliang is a little embarrassed.

"This toothpaste has not been opened, and the shower gel has not been used... I can use yours for these, otherwise it will be too wasteful."

"If you can use a new one, you have to use a new one," Feng Ming closed the cabinet door, "I usually don't have time for work, so I just go to the supermarket once in a while and buy some more for my preparation."

At that time, Ji Wenliang didn't have a deep understanding of what it meant to "use new ones or use new ones", until Feng Ming led him to his bedroom and took out a set of black cotton pajamas from the closet.

"There are no new pajamas, so I can only wear mine. Don't worry, it has been washed."

Ji Wenliang's face suddenly turned red, this...how can this be done?

But the other party looked quite normal, as if pajamas were no different from toothpaste and towels.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, he said: "Sorry, I'm not thoughtful enough, if you don't like it..."

"Don't say that," Ji Wenliang felt guilty when he heard this, and all the shame was left behind, "It's enough to bother you, it's so late, you are still with me, I don't dislike it ,real."

Even though he said this, he still hesitated and stretched out his arms tentatively.

His slender fingers slowly grabbed the pajamas and hugged them in his arms. The black fabric against the plain white fingers was very pleasing to the eye.

"The guest room also has a bathroom, you can use that."

Ji Wenliang lowered his head and nodded lightly.

Since he entered the house, he acted like a little beast strayed into a strange territory, with shyness and vigilance in his eyes, but he had nowhere to hide, so he had to try his best to appear indifferent.

Feng Ming saw everything.

I really want to touch his hair and kiss his rosy face.

Or simply picked him up by the waist, threw him on the bed, tore his shirt, took off his pants, and what pajamas did he wear?Then put a heavy pressure on this body to see what other crazy expressions can be shown on this face.

"You don't have to go to work these few days, I will ask you for leave, and bring back your mobile phone and keys when you get off work tomorrow."

Seeing his amiable face, Ji Wenliang's heart felt hot, and his eyes slightly moistened.

Although it's vulgar to say this, Feng Ming is really a good person.

On weekdays, all he had to do was open-chest surgery, but today he was willing to deal with such a small wound for himself.To be honest, this matter can be done by any resident doctor, but he did it himself, which is enough to show his intention.

To send myself home, to walk so far with myself...

Also so considerate and thoughtful, everything is arranged in an orderly manner.

But there is no word of invitation.

What about yourself?They can only show faces and play temper.

When I think of this, I feel even more sinful.

"I'm sorry, I... shouldn't have treated you badly today."

The voice was full of apologies.

Feng Ming was slightly taken aback, raised his hand, paused in mid-air, and stroked his hair.

Softly said: "It doesn't matter."

"Then... good night." Ji Wenliang smiled at him.

"Good night."

Feng Ming's gaze was affectionate and gentle, and Ji Wenliang felt that he would melt if he stayed any longer.

He fled back to the guest room.

He closed the door gently, walked into the bathroom, and put the things in his arms on the sink.

A large mirror hung on the wall, reflecting his flushed face.

Gently sticking it with the back of your hand, it was really hot to the touch.

Secretly spurning himself, people who have lived for thousands of years, what kind of battles have they not seen?Why is it so easy to blush when meeting this person?Really useless.

He turned on the faucet, took a handful of water, and splashed it on his face.

The water is very cool, dissipating a lot of heat, and even my heart calms down.

Ji Wenliang raised his chin slightly, put his hands on the neckline, and unbuttoned his shirt slowly.

Bunches of hot water fell from the shower, touched the skin, and suddenly became gentle, gently sliding down the body, washing the floor tiles, and flowing into the sewer.

The thick mist gathered into a translucent white dragon, entwined around the beautiful body from bottom to top, brushed the mirror and window glass inadvertently, and laid down fine water droplets.

While washing, she suddenly heard a knock on the door, turned her head and saw a tall and tall figure reflected on the frosted glass door.

There was no one else except Feng Ming.

Ji Wenliang now has full trust in him, fumbled to turn off the switch of the shower, and the sound of splashing water stopped.

Raising his voice, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Through the thick glass door, Feng Ming's voice was a bit deep.

"I forgot to remind you just now, don't get water on the wound, the infection will be cured."

"Okay, I got it, I'm very careful not to get wet."

"That's good, I'll go to bed first."

The figure on the glass disappeared, the footsteps got farther and farther away, Ji Wenliang turned on the shower, and the hot water flowed down again.

When he came out of the bathroom, he had already changed into his pajamas. The pajamas were a bit too big, and the sleeves covered his fingers, but the material was soft and sticking to the skin, making him very comfortable and warm.

It was pitch black outside the half-closed door, and the lights in the living room had been turned off.

Sure enough, Feng Ming had already fallen asleep.

Ji Wenliang was inexplicably relieved, walked to the bed, and lifted the quilt.

Suddenly caught a glimpse of a glass of milk on the bedside table.

After waiting for a long time, I stretched out my hand to hold the glass, and felt a warm feeling in my palm.

Even a night's dream is warm, with the sweetness of milk.

Full sleep is a wonderful experience. The body is wrapped in a fluffy and soft quilt, and the eyes open naturally.

The sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, brushing a streak of light on the floor.

Guessing that it was long past the time to go to work, Ji Wenliang lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked to the window.

First, the corner of the curtain was opened, and the sunlight immediately squeezed in.

Tighten your fingers, pull hard, and a large piece of sunlight spreads out.

Pushing open the window, the hot wind blows on the face, and the bustling sounds of the distant neighborhood can be heard in the ears.

After feeling it quietly for a while, Ji Wenliang closed the window, and the noise was immediately cut off.

Walking to the living room, I glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already nine o'clock.

There is a note and...two hundred-yuan bills on the coffee table, pressed with a key.

Ji Wenliang sat on the sofa, removed the key, and picked up the note.

It is said that the doctor's handwriting is illegible and flamboyant, but Ji Wenliang thinks that Feng Ming's handwriting is not so bad, at least he can read it.

In just a few words, it was nothing more than telling him to take a good rest and buy three meals a day with money.

There is a row of bookshelves on the west side of the living room, which separates a study area. If you just pick out a book, you will get rid of the whole day.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Feng Ming came back.

"Why so late?"

"A temporary surgery was added," Feng Ming put the keychain aside, "Did you see the note on the table?"

When he mentioned this, Ji Wenliang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, feeling like a child who stayed at home.

Nodding his head, he changed the subject and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat in the cafeteria."

"Ah, then I..."

Ji Wenliang faltered, Feng Ming saw the clue and glanced at the kitchen.

There are two dishes on the dining table, upside down in white porcelain bowls.

"Eat dinner early, I'm really hungry now, have you eaten yet?"

The oil and salt belonged to Feng Ming's family, and the vegetables were bought with Feng Ming's money. Ji Wenliang did some processing, because he felt that it would be unconscionable not to contribute something.

This meal was prepared long ago, and I have waited until now, but this is absolutely unacceptable, otherwise it would seem too self-indulgent.

Like a stay-at-home wife waiting for her husband to come back from work.

Enduring the hunger, he said, "I've eaten too."

Feng Ming saw through his lie at a glance and didn't expose it. He went to the kitchen and opened the upside-down white porcelain bowl.

A plate of stir-fried tenderloin with red pepper and a plate of boiled cauliflower, the color combination is very beautiful, and the lightness is also appetizing.

"I can't finish eating so much, why don't you eat more?"

These words are always said by Ji Wenliang to Feng Ming, so much dim sum can't be eaten, so much chicken soup can't be finished, so much... It makes it seem that Feng Ming is recycling kitchen waste.

Now that it's coming out of Feng Ming's mouth, there is an indescribable taste.

The two sat down across the table tacitly.

"The operation on the 9th bed was completed this morning." Feng Ming picked up a chopstick of red pepper and put it on the white rice. "The operation went well, and we can leave the hospital after a period of observation."

9 beds?Isn't it the mother of the irascible family member who accidentally pushed herself down?

"That's good, aortic dissection is inherently dangerous," Ji Wenliang said here, paused, and continued, "Fortunately, there was no accident, otherwise the family's temper will definitely make trouble for you."

"If there is trouble, I will naturally find the security guards, and I will defend myself properly. In short, I will not let myself get hurt."

This clearly meant something, and Ji Wenliang was embarrassed.

"I know, I know, I have never encountered such a thing, and I have no experience." Putting down the chopsticks, "I'm done."

He said it was not a lie that he had finished eating, the bowl was already empty.

"Then you go to rest early, I will clean up here."

Ji Wenliang stretched out his arms and spread his hands.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ming asked intentionally.

The hand shook slightly.

"My keys and mobile phone, you...you won't forget it?! Even if you don't use the mobile phone, you have to change your clothes..."

As we talked, we were really in a hurry.

This person is very intelligent, but sometimes he acts very naive.

Feng Ming decided not to tease him anymore, and said, "It's in my bag, you can go find it yourself."

The document was wrapped on the sofa in the living room, Ji Wenliang opened it, and found his key and mobile phone from the interlayer of several surgical documents.

The phone was turned off, and when he got home and recharged it, a bunch of message notifications rang out crowdedly.

The author has something to say:

Feng Ming: It's true to be perverted, and it's true to love you. Are you moved?

Ji Wenliang: Don't dare to move.

Let's start the official complaints:

People who can control their desires are really scary...

As for the big baby Wenliang, I really can’t help him up, he has completely fallen (sigh), I am really worried about him, if I meet a scumbag, I’m afraid he will be eaten to the bone left.

In addition, why did this article become a monthly update? !Originally I was thinking about a dozen chapters to end this world, but the heroine hasn’t come out yet, (Long sigh again)

The plan for the future: the school will change every month, irregularly, after this world is finished, open another world and this article will be over (that is to say, there are four worlds in total), I always feel that the fast travel of the three worlds is not complete, or To make it better within my ability, I try to hold on tight, hold on as hard as I can.

Another: Chapter 76 is locked for unknown reasons, I fiddled with it a bit, and now I can read it.