graceful retarded

"Are you going to work in my company??", holding a potato in his hand, Zhang Xuan couldn't react to Xiang Liu's words.

"What? No way?" Xiang Liu, who was leaning against the door frame, raised his eyebrows.

"No, no, no, of course!" He hastily put down the potatoes in his hand, and wiped his hands on the pink apron, which he wore every day when he was cooking since Xiang Liu wrapped it around him.

The one-sided cold war for so many days made Zhang Xuan very uncomfortable. Today, Xiang Liu suddenly took the initiative to talk to him, which made him very happy, and he felt a little lucky in his heart.

Is it Xiang Liu? Forgive him.

"What... job do you want?".

"Pfft! You really take it seriously", Xiang Liu laughed loudly, "I'm kidding you".

In this case, Zhang Xuan was silent.

He seemed to have considered many reasons, but he forgot this one.

He wanted to raise Xiangliu in captivity like a canary, but he forgot that this person was not a canary.

Xiang Liu glanced at him silently, picked up the potato chips and started to eat them.

For a moment neither of them spoke.

Until Xiang Liu almost finished a bag of potato chips

"I didn't expect to go to work so soon."

Xiang Liu shook the plastic bag in his hand, made a sound, and took another bag after making sure that there was nothing missing.

"how?".

"You also know that my health is not very good. I have recovered a bit in the past few days, but it is not much better."

Zhang Xuan nodded. He took the packaging bag from Xiang Liu's hand that could not be opened for a long time, tore it open and returned it to Xiang Liu. He knew the physical condition of the person in front of him better than anyone else, so he had been trying to find ways to collect recipes. Fang Zi recuperates.

"Young people can serve dishes, wash dishes and do handyman."

"It's impossible for me to do this forever," Xiang Liu shrugged.

He stuffed a piece of potato chips into Zhang's mouth, "At that time, I couldn't move an inch, and I really couldn't do anything. When I was at a loss, you bumped into me."

Xiang Liu licked the crumbs on his fingers, and repeated what he said just now, "You bumped into it yourself".

The tone was calm without the slightest wave, and he spoke expressionlessly.

"I find you useful, very useful to me, a good stepping stone".

He said everything from the bottom of his heart. To be honest, he knew that he shouldn't have said it at this time, and he knew that the person in front of him loved him enough, but he couldn't help but try it out.

Test how true his love really is.

Test where his bottom line is.

if………….

What if?

Xiang Liu himself didn't know.

He is just sensitive and suspicious!No change.

Zhang Xuan took the man who was looking at him stubbornly in front of him into his arms, and kissed his forehead one by one.

"I am such a person".

Xiang Liu, who buried her head in Zhang Zhi's arms, said sullenly.

"I am such a person……".

"I know," Zhang Xuan tried his best to appease the fragile Xiang Liu.

"Don't cry, I love you".

Zhang Xuan hugged him tightly, "Xiao Liuer, Xiao Liuer", he called out the name of his beloved one sound after another.

He found that his mouth was too stupid to say anything pleasant and consoling.

I can only hug him quietly like this.

"I didn't cry".

The man's arms were very warm, since Xiang Liu became sensible, no one has hugged him like this again.

"I'll... go home tomorrow," Xiang Liu grabbed Zhang Xuan's clothes and lowered his head.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xuan wanted to see Xiang Liu's face, but he grabbed his clothes tightly.

He panicked and asked again, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, go back and get some things." He buried his head down, and he didn't want to look up, because he was too out of control just now.

"Then...then will you come back to live?".

"This house is mine, where will I go if I don't come back to live?".

Xiang Liu took a gouged look at Zhang Xuan, turned around and went back to the room, closing the door with a "bang".

Standing in the living room, Zhang Xuan let out a long sigh of relief. It seemed that Xiang Liu's mood had eased a little now, but he might be induced again in the future. Zhang Xuan scratched his hair, feeling a little annoyed.

He has to think of a way, he no longer sees Xiang Liu as he was just now, and his heart hurts when he sees it, so, isn't it all empty words when he praised himself in the past?

Zhang Xuan supported his head and thought for a long time before making up his mind and dialing the assistant's phone.

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