Planar Trash

Cheng Jingchi lay next to Li Zhan, the quilt was full of strange masculine breath, clean and warm.His ears were pressed against Li Zhan's chest, and all he could hear in his eardrums were Li Zhan's slow and powerful heartbeat, which had a hypnotic taste.

His heart was pounding violently. At first, he only had a vague liking, but now he had a tendency to break through the ground. His heart was warm and swollen. He didn't know what to say. He felt that two big men This posture is too ambiguous, and she is reluctant to part with this rare warmth, she is almost insane.

Li Zhan was completely unaware of his entangled and complicated thoughts. He wrapped his arms around his shoulders and pressed his head on them. The heaters work.

"You are too weak. You will be much better if you practice double cultivation with me a few times, and you won't be so afraid of the cold in winter." Li Zhan's voice in the dark was clear and warm, making it irresistible.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Jingchi nodded indiscriminately, her mind was in a mess, and her affection for Li Zhan was soaring upwards, almost breaking through the sky.

Li Zhan is really gentle, he thought to himself, it would be great if Li Zhan was really his boyfriend.However, Li Zhan just treats him as a good landlord and good friend for free.

Just as he was thinking, Li Zhan raised his hand and rubbed his neck. The warm palm carried a warm temperature. Cheng Jingchi could only feel a wave of heat rise from the part of his body that was close to Li Zhan, and spread to his limbs. , curled up comfortably.

The body gradually heats up. In addition to the rising temperature of the body surface, there is also a desire and hotness for another person's body that rises from the bottom of my heart, that kind of love for lust that is engraved in the bones and blood.

Cheng Jingchi blushed, fearing that Li Zhan would notice something strange about him, she bowed her body and moved back, trying to keep the distance between their bodies as wide as possible.

It's really embarrassing for someone to warm the quilt for him with good intentions, but I have daydreams about his body.

What's even more embarrassing is that Li Zhan actually hooked his waist with his backhand at this time, and brought him to his side again.

Now that their bodies are touching each other, every slight change in each other's bodies can be clearly felt.

Cheng Jingchi was so nervous that she almost fainted, her face was burning hot, she didn't dare to look at Li Zhan's expression at all, and resignedly accepted the sentence that Li Zhan might have on him.

What would Li Zhan think of him?Think he's disgusting?Being a man reacts to another man's body.

Li Zhan's hand on his back paused for a moment, and then he clasped him tightly in his arms: "Come closer, you can warm up quickly by sticking to my body."

The tone is calm and the tone is steady.

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

Li Zhan's figure is very good, usually you don't feel it when you look at it, but when you hold him in his arms, you realize that his body is full of thin tendons, every muscle and every inch of skin is tight, full of strength.

Cheng Jingchi put his hand on Li Zhan's waist, his head was in a mess, and he couldn't think normally at all.

What does he mean by this?

Didn't he notice the abnormality of his body?Or did you find out but you were afraid of embarrassment and embarrassment, so you pretended not to know?

Cheng Jingchi's heart was almost tangled up like a dog, and the more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and she didn't know how to react at all.

Forget it, let's go to bed early, I will not go to work tomorrow, and I have to take Li Zhan to register, and after registering, I need to apply for a temporary ID card.

With that mottled face on his face, he doesn't know whether the staff of the household registration center will take pictures, whether they will be registered for household registration after taking pictures, and whether they will be issued an ID card after registration. After applying for an ID card, he might be banned People are fake.

Nima, who the hell is wearing a genuine Spider-Man mask when going out?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jingchi felt that tomorrow's task was really heavy, and he needed to rest early and recharge his batteries to cope with all kinds of unexpected situations that might happen tomorrow.

Li Zhan's body is full of yang and very warm. Sleeping in the same bed with him in winter is like hugging a natural heater.

Cheng Jingchi was hugged by him to sleep for a while, and felt that her cold body began to heat up, and even her cold hands and feet gradually warmed up, but it was not comfortable to be hugged by Li Zhan for too long, half of her arm It's all numb.

He moved, Li Zhan let go of his hand, and made way to the outside of the bed, leaving him more space.

After all, this bed is still too small, Cheng Jingchi wants to change to a bigger bed tomorrow?

Forget it, this room is not big, it was originally used as a study, it is already crowded to fit a 1.2-meter small bed, and there is no room for a bigger bed.

Moreover, wallets are not allowed.

His salary is not high, and the monthly mortgage pressure is like a mountain on his head, and he will soon face the pressure of unemployment next month.

He silently calculated his bank deposits, and finally found sadly that not only could he not buy a bed, but if he didn't find a new job quickly, he would not even have the money to pay the mortgage next month.

It's a really sad story.

Although Yan Suyun's move is cheap, it has to be said to be very effective. Cut off your source of income first, and slowly destroy everything he has managed bit by bit, even if you don't agree.

but--

Cheng Jingchi smiled silently. The woman never thought that there would be such a big bug hidden in his house. She thought that he was like the uncle back then, unable to resist her revenge.

He now has a super magical vortex portal, and a little thing leaking out of it is enough for him to eat and drink. The cheap trick of the surname Yan made him understand that after so many years, that woman still has no progress. No, she will only rely on the Yan family's influence to make some unskilled tricks, leaving the Yan family, she is nothing.

If there is really no other way, at worst, he should sell the horns of that big-horned deer. I believe there will be many private collectors and research institutes willing to spend a lot of money to buy them.

Living together with Li Zhan for more than a month, today it finally developed to the level of "sleeping in the same bed", Cheng Jingchi thought that he would be so excited that he would not be able to fall asleep, but in fact he fell asleep like a dead pig after half an hour .

In the dark, Li Zhan looked down at the person lying on his chest who was sleeping heartlessly, and smiled silently.

He rubbed the stump of Cheng Jingchi's hair that was curled up from sleep, and said, "You, you are really not vigilant!"

That night, Cheng Jingchi slept exceptionally soundly, with a kilowatt human body thermostatic heater beside her, all the cold was kept out of the quilt, making her extremely comfortable.

The next day, when I opened my eyes, it was still warm under the quilt, but Li Zhan had long since disappeared.

There was a strong smell of food in the air, and the voices of his mother and Li Zhan could be heard faintly.

"Xiao Zhan's knife skills are really good. Look at the braised pork slices, as thick as if they were measured with a ruler."

"Auntie's stewed meat is good, even in thickness..."

"Haven't you gotten up yet? You're going to be late for work." This was Grandpa Qiao's voice.

"Xiao Zhan said that he won't go to work today, so let him sleep a little longer. It's so far away from his work place, so it's hard work." Cheng's mother replied.

"Then please speak softly, so as not to disturb him." Grandpa Qiao said hurriedly, as if he wasn't the loudest person in the room.

Cheng Jingchi was lying on her back on the small bed, smelling his mother's unique smell of stewed meat in her nose, and her heart was full of happiness.

At this moment, he felt that it didn't matter if he had no money, a beautiful house, or a boyfriend. As long as he could wake up in the warm quilt every day, smell the delicious food, and hear the nagging voices of his relatives, he felt Life is complete.

He stretched for a long time, feeling that the bones of his whole body were stretched, and then he jumped up from the bed, and went to the kitchen unkempt with his slippers on and sniffing the aroma of food.

"Mom, what did you cook this morning? It smells so good."

"I saw a few ribs in your refrigerator. I made ribs porridge this morning." Mother Cheng turned off the fire, wiped her hands on her apron, and said, "Go and wash your face and brush your teeth, I'm just waiting for you."

Cheng Jingchi looked into the kitchen, Li Zhan was wearing Cheng's mother's small floral apron and was helping to wash the dishes. When he heard him get up, she turned her head and said to him, "Good morning, did you sleep well last night?"

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but when Cheng Jingchi mentioned it, he remembered the ambiguity and ambiguity between the two of them last night when they were not lovers above Youda, and her face was a little hot, and she hurriedly said: "I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth."

After speaking, he fled in despair.

"This kid is really, he's as frizzy as a child at such an adult." Mother Cheng's tone was dissatisfied, but her face was full of doting.

"He's fine." Li Zhan helped Cheng's mother prepare breakfast, took off his apron, and said, "I'm going to wash my face."

In the bathroom, Cheng Jingchi made a face in the mirror, and suddenly Li Zhan opened the door to come in. He was so startled that he almost swallowed the toothpaste in his mouth.

"Nud, baa, Laluo—" Cheng Jingchi said vaguely with toothpaste foam in her mouth.

Li Zhan raised his hand and stroked the stump of sleepy hair on his head, with a smile in his eyes: "What did you say? I don't understand."

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

After brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth, he wiped his face with a towel and said, "Why are you up so early?"

"I woke up when I woke up. I saw that you were awake, so I didn't call you." Li Zhan put his hand under the faucet to wash his hands, Cheng Jingchi turned on the hot water faucet, and said, "Use hot water, the water is very cold this day, freezing bones .”

"Yeah." Li Zhan nodded, his tone was gentle, "It's all up to you."

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

The style of painting seems to be a bit wrong!What's the matter with this kind of love pink atmosphere with a look of doting on you, and wanting to pick one of the stars in the sky for you?

Cheng Jingchi wiped his face, thinking that he must have misread it, how could Li Zhan, who is like a tough guy, have such an expression?Besides, they are not that kind of relationship!

"Hurry up and finish washing up, come out for breakfast." After washing his hands, Li Zhan glanced at him, opened the door and went out.

Cheng Jingchi looked at his back in the mirror with suspicion on his face, this guy didn't take the wrong medicine early in the morning, right?

After washing her face, she put the towel back on the towel rack, and Cheng Jingchi went out with question marks all over her face.

In the restaurant, Mileage's mother is setting up tables and chairs, and the room is filled with the smell of food.

"After washing, hurry up and have breakfast." Uncle Cheng greeted him.

Cheng Jingchi glanced at the table. There were fried buns and golden omelets spread out. The surface was golden in color, making people drool when looking at them.

"The pork rib porridge is on the stove, you can bring it later." Mother Cheng told her son unceremoniously.

Li Zhan got up to help, but Cheng Jingchi had already walked towards the kitchen.

There was a familiar medicine cauldron on the gas stove, it was the one that Cheng Jingchi kept. The medicine cauldron was steaming hot, and the tangy aroma came out of it.

Cheng Jingchi lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the porridge had already melted, and an indescribable fragrance came through the lid, refreshing.

Cheng Jingchi subconsciously took a deep breath, never knowing that a small pot of porridge could produce such a fragrance.

He took a look at the medicine cauldron. This medicine cauldron also fell out with the dregs of the medicine last time. The big one that fell out first was taken home by Cheng's mother to make stewed meat, and there was a small one. Cheng Jing stayed behind, thinking that it would be just right for me to cook some soup occasionally in the future, and the rare thing is that there is a matching lid on it.

To be honest, his mother's cooking skills are average, and it is mostly due to this medicinal cauldron that she can cook such a strong flavor.

This kind of refining furnace has been used to refine medicines for many years, and it has been impregnated with countless precious spiritual herbs. Although it is a defective product after the furnace, it cannot be used for refining medicine, but it is used for stewing. Soup and porridge is just right.When stewing, the concoction soaked in the medicine stove itself escapes, and the boiled things are extraordinarily fragrant.

He remembered the defective Ningbi Pill that was put away last time, so he quickly found it and threw it into the porridge pot.

Ningbi Dan melted when it met water, and quickly melted into the pork rib porridge, leaving a strange fragrance in the air.

Cheng Jingchi took a deep breath, thinking how delicious it is!Sure enough, the effect of the finished product and the dregs of the medicine is different, and the aroma is more refreshing.

"Chichi—" Cheng's mother shouted in the restaurant.

"Here we come." Cheng Jingchi responded, and hurried out with the pork rib porridge.

There is not much pork rib porridge, just a small bowl for each person.

Cheng Jingchi had finished serving the porridge and was about to sit down and eat when the doorbell rang.

"I'll open the door." Cheng Jingchi stood up, still wondering who came to his house so early in the morning, but when she opened the door, it was Ji Xingwu.

"Brother Wu is here." He quickly let Ji Xingwu in and asked, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

While secretly slandering, it was really a coincidence that it was better to catch up early, and came to the door just when he was throwing Ningbi Dan.Originally, I planned to close the door and eat alone as a family, well, I can't eat now.

Ji Xingwu actually came over after having breakfast, but when he entered the door, he smelled the scent that made people fly all over the room, and the polite words that were on his lips abruptly turned around.

"I ate some on the way out, but I think I can have some more now."

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

Well, this is also a word that doesn't know how to write politely.

"Then let's eat some more. Yesterday I got a lot of cistanche. I cut a few slices and made a pot of porridge this morning. It smells delicious." Cheng's mother invited.

Over the years, Grandpa Qiao and Qiao Baishu have often been taken care of by Ji Xingwu in Datang Town. Mother Cheng is also very grateful to Ji Xingwu and treats him very well.

Ji Xingwu was not polite either, he pulled out a chair and sat beside Qiao Baishu, his eyes turned around the food on the table, and finally landed directly on the strange looking soup pot.

That smell that I had never smelled before came from that pot, but the pot was already empty, and there was only a little porridge left on the edge of the pot.

Seeing Ji Xingwu's obviously disappointed face, Cheng Jingchi had no choice but to push the small tea bowl of porridge in front of her: "I haven't touched this bowl, if Brother Wu doesn't mind, just drink this bowl."

He is a man, and it doesn't mean much to him whether he maintains it or not. Anyway, he doesn't need to rely on his appearance for a living.

"No need, Xiaobai also has a bowl here, I'll just take two bites." After Ji Xingwu finished speaking, he took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Immediately, an indescribable taste spread from the tip of his tongue, and Ji Xingwu's eyes lit up.

He was born in Ji's family in Kyoto, what kind of delicacies from mountains and seas have he never eaten?What's more, in order to take care of Qiao Baishu, he specially studied under several famous chefs and learned a lot about their skills, but he swore that the countless delicacies he had eaten in the past, no matter how expensive or exquisite, would never be as good as the ones in front of him. This bowl of spare rib porridge looks so ordinary that it tastes so good.

He never knew that a simple bowl of pork rib porridge could produce this kind of taste. The rice grains are so fragrant that it melts in the mouth. Tired.I don't know how Cheng's mother cooks it. The aroma of pork ribs is perfectly integrated into the rice porridge.

Ji Xingwu really just wanted to taste the taste, how could he know that he couldn't put down the spoon after tasting it, so he swallowed the pitifully small bowl of pork rib porridge in two or three mouthfuls, and then saw Qiao Baizhu's surprised face looked at him.

"Didn't you just take two bites to taste?" Qiao Baishu's eyes widened, but he didn't even eat a bite.

"I'm sorry, my eldest sister's craftsmanship is too good." Ji Xingwu was also a little embarrassed.

He's really not the kind of person who pays special attention to appetite. The reason why he was so rude today is because Cheng's mother is so good at cooking.

Mother Cheng is a little embarrassed, she knows her handicraft best, the taste can only be mediocre, there is absolutely no such thing as making people want to eat it again after eating it.

Her eyes fell on the "pot" for making porridge, and she knew that this pot must be the same as the one she brought back to cook the stewed pork last time. Tell me why.

Cheng Jingchi originally wanted his family to eat the Ningbi Pill, but now Qiao Baishu gave his share to Ji Xingwu, and he pushed his own share to Qiao Baishu: "Uncle, you can eat my bowl, I can afford it." It's too late and I have no appetite."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a small steamed bun, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Qiao Baishu really wanted to refuse, but the taste was so delicious that he couldn't help it. He gave Ji Xingwu a look, then took it and ate it slowly.

Li Zhan took a look at Cheng Jingchi, put his two fingers on the table against the rim of the bowl and moved towards Cheng Jingchi little by little, and after moving in front of him, he said expressionlessly: "You eat."

Don't think that he didn't know what was in the porridge, when Cheng Jingchi threw the pill, he had already seen it from the door.

"No, no, you can eat." Cheng Jingchi swallowed.

Although he didn't taste it himself, he could tell from Brother Wu's expressions that it must taste good, but he didn't want to rush to eat it.

Li Zhan is three years older than him, and he doesn't look young now, but the difference will be obvious when he gets old.

Li Zhan smiled, and while the table was full of people concentrating on eating, he lowered his head and whispered in Cheng Jingchi's ear: "I have cultivation, I don't need this."

When Cheng Jingchi heard it, she immediately stopped worrying about it, brought it over and ate it in two bites.

Well, it tastes much better than the last time I went to that expensive Qinhuang restaurant.

Grandpa Cheng raised his eyelids and glanced at Cheng Jingchi and Li Zhan, then drooped his eyes and remained silent.

After breakfast, Cheng Jingchi originally planned to go to the government affairs center with Li Zhan to handle Li Zhan's household registration, but when Ji Xingwu came, he was not in a hurry to go out so early.

"Why did Brother Wu come here so early today?"

Ji Xingwu took out a document from his bag and handed it to him: "I met Jiang Ning yesterday, and he asked me to send you a document. I happened to drop by and bring it to you today."

Cheng Jingchi let out an "oh" and took the file.

Afterwards, Jiang Ning was basically in charge of the cosmetics company. He was only responsible for the most important part of the raw materials of the customized skin care products. Speaking of which, he and Qiao Baishu were both technical investors. The company's shares were divided equally between him and Qiao Baishu. .

He is four, Qiao Baishu is six.

Now the document Jiang Ning sent over must be related to high-end customized skin care products.

Cheng Jingchi opened it and found that it was an order for Ningbi's high-end customization, including whitening products, anti-wrinkle products, eye care products, and various requirements. There were more than a dozen pages, and the orders were all arranged. I went to the next year.

If he remembers correctly, Ningbi's high-end customization is quite expensive, and there are so many rich people!

"Jiang Ning asked me to tell you that the factory will be officially put into production early next year. He asked you if there is any problem with this batch of orders."

Cheng Jingchi knew that he was asking himself whether the dregs of the medicine were enough to produce so many customized skin care products.

He estimated the dosage, nodded and said, "No problem, it can be put into production at any time."

"That's fine. You can talk to Jiang Ning about the specifics later."

Cheng Jingchi held the order, but in his mind he was calculating the transaction amount of these orders and how much money he could get. At the end of the calculation, he found that he couldn't figure it out.

I thought I was going to become a pauper soon, but I accidentally discovered that I was also very wealthy!