Prisoner's Dilemma

It is estimated that the barbecue sauce is too strong, and Han Shaojun wakes up in the middle of the night feeling a little thirsty.He opened the door in the dark, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Chen's room.

The door was open, and the moonlight slanted through the doorway, and the reflection of the curtains fluttered in the moonlight.Han Shaojun took a few steps forward, and found that the room was empty, the quilts on the bed were piled up messily, and Jiang Chen was not there.

Where did you go?Han Shaojun was thinking, and saw light coming from the kitchen downstairs.

Went downstairs, walked towards the kitchen, and sure enough saw Jiang Chen.He was sitting at the cooking table, gnawing on the skewers with all his strength, probably because of the long time, the grilled meat was a bit hard, Jiang Chen gnawed very hard, shaking his head to bite off a piece of meat, and then took a sip of beer.

All in all, if he didn't have dinner, he would really be hungry and crazy at this point, and there was nothing else to eat at home.Seeing the tall and big Jiang Chen huddled in the kitchen alone, gnawing on cold skewers, it felt a little pitiful.

Jiang Chen also saw Han Shaojun, the food passed through his throat, his Adam's apple rolled, and he licked his lips that were stained with sauce, it was just a tiny movement that was terribly sexy.

Han Shaojun looked away with difficulty, walked into the kitchen slowly, trying to make his movements appear natural.

He took out a cup and poured a glass of water, the cold water poured down his throat, there was a kind of coolness penetrating into the body texture, and also a kind of relaxation.He felt the blade-like sight stabbing his back, inch by inch, but he tried his best to ignore it and stretched his back straight.

After drinking a glass of water, he slowed down for a while, thought for a while, took out another glass, poured a glass of water from the kettle, turned around and put it on the cooking table: "It's very salty, drink some water."

Jiang Chen touched the warm glass, and his fingers that were numb from the cold while holding the metal can felt itchy again, and his stiff expression loosened a little.

Han Shaojun touched the carton of skewers, and it was indeed cold: "At least warm it up."

Jiang Chen seemed to have just realized that the food can be reheated, and looked around to find the microwave.

"There." Han Shaojun pointed in the direction of the microwave oven.

"I don't know how to use it." Jiang Chen leaned back grandly, as if waiting for someone to serve him.

Almost, Han Shaojun reflexively helped him heat the food, but he soon woke up, with a cold face: "If you don't know how to use it, forget it."

If he doesn't even know how to use a microwave oven, wouldn't he be a fool, Young Master Jiang?Han Shaojun would not believe his nonsense, so he hardened his heart and left.Jiang Chen grumbled dissatisfiedly from behind, Han Shaojun quickened his pace, and then heard the sound of the microwave oven running.

While returning to the room, Han Shaojun was reflecting.Look, it's not that difficult to refuse him, just turn your head away and ignore any protests from him, why couldn't you do it before?

The first time I refused, I was a little unaccustomed to it. I always seemed to lose money or something, and I was a little happy. Finally, I didn’t need to force myself to do things I didn’t like.

I used to think that Jiang Chen might have some strange feelings for him, but now that I think about it, maybe it was just an illusion. If he really cared, how could he humiliate himself time and time again?

Jiang Chen is a dangerous vortex, and Han Shaojun has lost himself. He has to work hard to climb out, otherwise he will be completely dragged into the abyss.

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The next morning, Han Shaojun went downstairs and saw Jiang Chen sitting at the dining table eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, looking leisurely.

Han Shaojun ignored him, passed the dining table and walked into the kitchen, wanting to pour himself a glass of milk.

A sweet and milky fragrance came, and Han Shaojun searched for the fragrance suspiciously. He saw the fragrant oat milk porridge hot on the stove, and there was a steaming fried egg in the pan beside it. There was a thick slice of toast on the plate.

At that moment, Han Shaojun felt like being electrocuted.

Jiang Chen poked his head outside, and when he saw Han Shaojun stunned on the spot, he immediately turned his head, coughed, and said in a very deliberate and nonchalant tone: "Then what...cough cough! I overcooked it when I was making breakfast. , you just eat it. Don’t waste food!”

The warm sunshine shines into the room, the marble tabletop is covered with a layer of golden yellow, and the aroma of eggs and milk is mixed together, which is very attractive in this warm morning.

When Han Shaojun came back to his senses, he found that he couldn't help laughing. He desperately pressed the corners of his lips down, but found that he couldn't take back the smile no matter what.

This guy is really...

I never knew that Young Master Jiang would enter the kitchen. He once claimed to be able to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but Han Shaojun always thought he was bragging, but he didn’t expect it to be true. Although he couldn’t tell what the craftsmanship was, at least the half-frozen egg was golden and delicious. .

Sugar, melted in the chest, pulled into filaments, wrapped around the heart.

Jiang Chen got impatient with waiting, and stretched his neck to look into the kitchen again. He happened to see Han Shaojun coming out with a plate, so he immediately sat up straight and focused on reading the newspaper.

Han Shaojun sat opposite Jiang Chen, drank a spoonful of oatmeal, took a bite of toast, unconsciously wanted to laugh again, but tried his best to control it in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's eyes slanted out from behind the newspaper, looking at Han Shaojun eagerly.Han Shaojun ate in silence again, and when he raised his eyes, he met Jiang Chen's resentful gaze.

Could it be that Han Shaojun didn't know what Jiang Chen was thinking, so he took a few mouthfuls slowly, and when Jiang Chen's eyes were about to burst into flames, he said casually: "Well, it tastes good."

Jiang Chen grinned in satisfaction, but immediately pretended to be deep, and snorted disdainfully: "I'm a good crafter! Unlike some people, the mice in the house can starve to death!"

Some people lowered their heads and smiled.

The knot in my heart is a little loose, and there is a kind of openness that clears the clouds and see the sun. Some unhappy memories seem to have faded during this breakfast.

He is a very easy-to-satisfy person, and a little sweetness can make him forget his sorrows.

A few newspapers that Jiang Chen had read were scattered on the table, Han Shaojun picked them up and flipped through them, and a piece of gossip caught his attention.

The woman in the photo was wearing sunglasses with her head bowed, but Han Shaojun recognized her as Lin Zhuyan at a glance. The man beside him was not only wearing a pair of sunglasses but also a mask. Although he raised his head, he could not see his face clearly. He was tall and straight, with an extraordinary bearing, and Lin Zhuyan walked in a hurry.

Not Jiang Chen!Han Shaojun frowned, and quickly browsed through it.It turns out that the leading actor in the gossip news is a popular niche. The reporter photographed the two entering and leaving the hotel. The photo was taken a few days ago.

Han Shaojun glanced at Jiang Chen, who was still immersed in complacency.As soon as the newspaper was delivered, Han Shaojun pointed with his finger.

"Why?" Jiang Chen glanced at it, but still didn't understand, so he asked again, "Why?"

Han Shaojun didn't know what to say, he always felt that going to gossip about Lin Zhuyan would make him look very immodest, and he would hurt a little girl by being a masculine man.

"Lin Zhuyan, she was photographed with another man." Han Shaojun said vaguely.

"Oh, I've seen it a long time ago." Jiang Chen ate his toast, but didn't seem to have much reaction.

Han Shaojun glanced at the title suspiciously, his mood was very delicate, he certainly hoped that Jiang Chen would not care about Lin Zhuyan, and it would be best if this woman would never appear in front of his eyes, but from another perspective, she had had a relationship with Jiang Chen after all. The woman he was dating now gave him a cuckold. From the perspective of a good friend, she was very angry.

"You... don't care?" Han Shaojun asked hesitantly.

"I haven't even touched her. What does it matter to me who she is with?"

Han Shaojun was stunned again, cast a suspicious look.

"But it's still a bit disgusting to think about it, so I already called your friend and told him to replace Lin Zhuyan." Jiang Chen stuffed the toast into his mouth and wiped his fingers.

Han Shaojun was surprised, his first reaction was to check his phone, and found no missed calls. If Jiang Chen regretted withdrawing his funds, his friends would definitely call for help, but they didn't. "He didn't beg you to reconsider?"

"Why do I need to think about it? I'm the sponsor, and if I ask to replace the supporting roles I put in, of course he will listen to me."

Han Shaojun didn't understand Jiang Chen's strategy: "You didn't withdraw the capital?"

"Withdraw?" Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, "You can make money, why should I withdraw?"

"So... you're doing it to make money?"

Jiang Chen became a little impatient: "What nonsense are you talking about, why should I pay if I don't make money? I'm not a banknote printing factory!"

"Then Lin Zhuyan?"

"That's by the way."

Although the Jiang family also has a lot of property, Jiang Chen is not like Han Shaojun who took over the family's company in an orderly manner. He is very free and undisciplined, and started to make money by himself a few years ago.He makes money like a guerrilla, he shoots here and there, sells favors here to make a relationship, and throws a little money there.But he has a unique vision and can seize every opportunity to make money every day.

This time the filming is also the same, although Han Shaojun's preliminary assessment was good, he didn't want to spend too much energy, so he hesitated all the time, and when Jiang Chen appeared, he rushed to pay more money and made a decision.

Han Shaojun finally understood Jiang Chen's meaning: "No wonder, so you only wanted a female supporting role at the beginning, and I don't think Lin Zhuyan is very happy. If you really want to praise her, you should directly praise her as the protagonist?"

"She can't make that much money if she is the protagonist, do you think I'm a fool?"

Han Shaojun smiled slightly, closed the newspaper and pushed it aside, took a sip of oatmeal, the smoothness of milk mixed with the fragrance of oatmeal filled his cheeks.Although it was just an ordinary breakfast that could no longer be ordinary, Han Shaojun felt the long-lost warmth.

Porridge and fried eggs are both hot. If they are heated on the stove for a long time, the taste will change. To keep the temperature at a level just enough to eat, they must be cooked after people get up.Han Shaojun was as meticulous as a hair, so naturally he would not miss these details.With the clear light of the morning, Han Shaojun looked at the opposite person who was lazily leaning on the back of the chair. He was bathed in the morning light, his smooth skin turned out a metallic golden luster, and he possessed a fascinating charm.

He knew it was a luxury, but Han Shaojun still thought, how wonderful it would be if he could see such a picture every day when he woke up!

Jiang Chen finished reading the last newspaper and finished his breakfast. He looked at Han Shaojun happily: "What are your plans for today?"

Han Shaojun smiled: "Today..."

The phone rang, interrupting Han Shaojun's words. Before he answered the phone, he heard the voice crying out of breath.

"Shao Jun..."