818 The actor who was raised by my milk

Yan Jiu only invited Chi Ming over as a guest.

But the whole group knew that it was his birthday today. The bosses of the branch companies were afraid of disturbing his rest. Although they didn't come by themselves, they sent their secretary to give him many gifts.

Beautiful gift boxes piled up like a hill in the living room, add a pine tree and it's Christmas.

Chi Ming himself likes to open the courier, seeing that Yan Jiu didn't move, he asked him: "There are so many, don't you want to open it?"

"Lazy." Yan Jiu was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup to drink milk, with a small circle of milk stains on her upper lip.

Like an unweaned animal.

Chi Ming followed Yan Jiu's lips until he saw the cup in his hand, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

This is a cup that slipped from his house!

Actually blatantly drinking milk from this cup in front of the owner, is the little dude thick-skinned or has he completely forgotten about it?

After all, it is a cup that has been used for ten years, and it is very emotional. If today is not the little dude's birthday, Chi Ming will directly ask for the cup back.

Because Chi Ming was left for dinner, it was rare for Yan Jiu to open his mouth today, and he ordered a bunch of dishes with Uncle Bai, roughly [-] or [-] dishes, including candlesticks and tableware, could fill a table.

Today is Yan Jiu's birthday, so Uncle Bai naturally prepared it in advance, but Yan Jiu's re-ordering completely disrupted his plan, so he had to go to the market to prepare ingredients, and was extremely busy.

And Yan Jiu managed to get rid of Uncle Bai who was in the way, and he was in a good mood all afternoon.

At four o'clock, before Uncle Bai came back, the security guard at the gate brought in another big box. This time it was not a gift, but a courier for Uncle Bai.

Uncle Bai seldom left for more than an hour. Yan Jiu’s affairs were all arranged by him. The security guard was a little uncertain, so he asked for instructions: “Master Jiu, there seems to be flowers in this box. I don’t know if you need to soak it in water. Do you want to dismantle it now? Or wait for Uncle Bai to come back?"

Yan Jiu: "Tear it down."

The security guard opened the box and muttered in a low voice, "Is this a flower? Why do I think it's onions and garlic? It must have been sent by mistake... Or I'll put it in the kitchen and wait for Uncle Bai to come back."

Yan Jiu nodded, but Chi Ming had good eyesight, and when he glanced at the "onion" in the security guard's hand, he felt something was wrong, and when he got closer, he wanted to laugh even more.

He took out a dark spherical object from the box, and deliberately imitated Uncle Bai's accent and asked, "Master Jiu, what do you think this is?"

Yan Jiu looked at it seriously for a while, "Onion."

Chi Ming changed to a smaller one, and asked, "What about this one?"

Yan Jiu: "Garlic."

Chi Ming: "There is this smallest one, can you take a look again?"

This time, Yan Jiu thought for a long time, "Zigu?"

Chi Ming laughed. Although the little dude has negative living ability, he is really a foodie, and he can guess what to eat every time.

He waved to Yan Jiu, and then said in the tone of a junior's popular science: "Onions are hyacinths, garlic is tulips, and shiitake mushrooms are manjusawa. They are all bulbous flowers."

"Are these flowers?"

"Not yet, but it will bloom when planted."

"Do you like to grow flowers?"

"It's not like I like it very much. In the past, my mother always liked to toss about these things. She dragged me to help him dig holes and dig soil. I'm probably a cheap child laborer."

Chi Ming squatted next to the box, and Yan Jiu squatted down too, and took out a few small balls from the box one by one, carefully looked at each one, and couldn't tell the difference between these so-called flower bulbs and onions and garlic.

He asked Chi Ming, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Chi Ming was a bit stinky and showing off, "If you don't believe it, just plant it, and you will understand when it blooms."

Yan Jiu suddenly became interested in these small balls, and narrowed his eyes slightly, like a cat seeing a toy mouse, "Okay, let's plant together."

The security guard carried a box of dozens of bulbs to the yard, prepared shovel and hoe gloves for gardening for Yan Jiu, and moved two small stools to the side of the reserved flower bed. There was a gap between what Uncle usually did, so he took another big umbrella and prepared to stand beside him to shade Yan Jiu from the sun—although it was only the setting sun that was about to go down the mountain.

But Yan Jiu didn't appreciate it, gave him a slightly displeased look, and said, "No need."

So the security guard withdrew cowardly.

The slanting sun shines on the tips of the newly sprouted grass.

In the semi-enclosed backyard of hundreds of square meters, there were only two Chi Ming and Yan Jiu left.

The flower beds are newly built, and the pebbles still have unwashed soil.

Yan Jiu didn't sit on a stool, and squatted down beside the flower bed with great interest, took a look at the flower shovel, put it down, then looked at Chi Ming and asked, "How do you plant it?"

"It's actually very simple, just dig a hole and bury it."

Chi Ming is tall and has long legs, and squatting is uncomfortable, so he dragged a stool and sat down, demonstrating the bulbous root in his left hand and the flower shovel in his right, "The only thing you have to pay attention to is not to bury it upside down. Look at this hyacinth. Next, the sprouts came from the tip, now let’s dig the soil first, the soil in your flower pond is very good, there is no impurity after sifting, and it is very soft, just dig it directly, about the size of a fist."

Yan Jiu didn't wear gloves, and directly grabbed the shovel and dug a hole in the soil, "Is that so?"

Chi Ming put the hyacinth in his hand into it, "Yes, like this, with the tip pointing up, and then cover it with soil, not too deep, let it point out."

Yan Jiu filled the soil, "Like a chimney."

Chi Ming: "Almost, save it for it to breathe."

Yan Jiu smiled, her eyes were bent and she looked very pretty.

Chi Ming recalled that when he saw Yan Jiu's photo for the first time, he felt that this person looked like a foul, and he couldn't describe how beautiful he was, but he just put all the beauty of the world on the same person.

Chi Ming wanted to pat his head, but there was dirt on his hand, so forget it.

Yan Jiu might have noticed Chi Ming's gaze, and suddenly turned to look at him, the smile in his eyes hadn't faded, it was crystal clear in the warm setting sun.

Chi Ming: "Hey, you know? You look so pretty when you smile."

Yan Jiu hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, "What about when you're not smiling?"

Chi Ming: "...It's also good-looking." Xiao Wandan really has a delicate face, why is his face so thick?

Yan Jiu withdrew his gaze, continued to plan and plant flowers, and asked absent-mindedly, "When will it bloom?"

"Not so fast, probably after the Spring Festival."

"What color is it?"

"Not necessarily, but the color of the dark ball is also dark. The first one you planted should be blue-purple."

Yan Jiu planed a small pebble from the flower bed and placed it next to the planted hyacinth as a mark, "I guess it will bloom white."

"That's impossible, the color is wrong, it can only be deep purple, blue purple, pink."

"Bet?"

"Okay, what's the bet?"

"The one who loses, do one thing for the one who wins."

"Yes, but within the scope of ability, and it can't be a bad thing."

"Okay, when it blooms, I will call you."

Chi Ming thought to himself, if the time comes and it really comes out, the little dandy won't taunt directly, but he will definitely show that kind of calm but actually proud expression.

Just thinking about it makes me want to pinch his face.

Bulbs are easy to grow, just digging and filling holes, but there are too many bulbs in the box, and the two chatted while planting, and they still tossed for a long time.

Yan Jiu buried the last ball, put down the shovel, and looked at the small chimney in the flower garden.

Chi Ming also felt a sense of accomplishment, so he moved over and squatted next to Yan Jiu, watching those chimneys with him.

As the sky darkened, a night light in the courtyard came on.

Yan Jiu glanced at the light, then looked away, and turned to look at Chi Ming.

At that time, Chi Ming was looking at Yan Jiu's neck, he was bitten by some kind of bug, and a small red bump appeared, it was itchy to look at, and he really wanted to scratch it for him.

Originally, the distance was right, but when Yan Jiu turned his head, the distance between the two suddenly became very close.

Too close to see each other's face.

The air smelled of lawn mowing.

Yan Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and without warning, she approached Chi Ming, quickly kissed him on the lips, and then quickly retreated.

It feels cool and soft.

Chi Ming was dumbfounded.

Yan Jiu's expression was also stunned.

After a few seconds of silence, he approached Chi Ming again, this time the movement was very light, like a slow-motion replay, the picture jumped frame by frame, and after a long time, the lips of the two finally touched each other.

This time Yan Jiu didn't move away, just stuck to Chi Ming like this, and gently closed his eyes.

In the courtyard in late autumn, the crisp chirping of insects and Yan Jiu's undulating breathing could be heard.

Chi Ming didn't move, he even forgot to blink his eyes, just staring at Yan Jiu's extremely blurred outline because of the close distance, his body was stiff, and his mind went blank.

After a while, Yan Jiu withdrew her eyes from Chi Ming's body, looked at the flowerbed beside her, raised her hand, and covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

With dirt on his fingers, he wiped his chin.

Chi Ming couldn't help himself, so he wiped it off for him, and felt something was wrong after wiping it off.

But for the time being, he didn't have time to pay attention to these details, and now he especially wanted to ask Yan Jiu: What does this mean?

But he seemed to have forgotten how to speak, and his mouth seemed to be sealed, so he couldn't open it no matter what.

After a moment of silence, Yan Jiu moved his lips, as if he was about to speak, but like the ripples of raindrops on the water, he trembled and regained his composure.

The air seems to be filled with water, and any slight movement can set off layers of waves.

"Hey..." Chi Ming finally remembered how to speak, and before he could ask a question, he heard a shout from a distance: "Master Jiu, I'm back!"

Uncle Bai was carrying a lot of shopping bags, and standing less than ten meters away from the two of them, he asked loudly as if two hills were separated: "I didn't buy the right shrimp, and there is a dish that I can't cook! You see Do you want to change it?!"

Yan Jiu smiled, looked at Chi Ming and asked, "Why don't you hide?"

……

Chi Ming didn't remember how he ate dinner or what he had for dinner. He only remembered that the table was very long, and he and Yan Jiu sat on two sides, far apart.

In the end, he didn't know what was going on, but he still gave Yan Jiu the ugly and frustrating box of homemade lollipops.

Then he didn't look at the other person's expression, and directly withdrew.

Back home, Chi Ming took a bath in a daze, and then patted himself on the bed in a daze.

There was no way not to be dazed. This was the first time anyone had kissed him since he was a baby.

Or mouth to mouth.

The hairball probably sensed something was wrong with his old father, so he flew to the bedside to look at him.

He fished the fur ball to the pillow in a daze, and smoothed it in a daze.

Then he said blankly: "The little dandy kissed me."

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