Boyfriend wakes up and forgets about me

Probably because of the big dinner in the evening, Ji Pingfan rarely used his power to leave work early today.

Because I told Shang Qing in advance that when he walked to the door, Shang Qing was squatting there boredly waiting for him.Whether 34 or 19, Shang Qing will always act like a child.

"Aren't you driving?"

Seeing him coming, Shang Qing stood up and stretched his waist. He probably wore out the only fluorescent green half-sleeve in the closet. He looked more than ten years younger.

Ji Pingfan looked at him and looked him up and down: "Did you cut your hair?"

"Yeah," Shang Qing rubbed his head, a layer of short hair feels good on it, "I see there is a barber shop nearby... how about it?"

"Wang Tom or Li Tony cut it?" Ji Pingquan subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed him, "It feels good."

Shang Qing was speechless: "Master Yang cut it at the entrance of the village."

The haircut was because there was a video in which he and Ji Pingfan had watched the movie, and Ji Pingfan said that the male lead in it was quite handsome with a crew cut.Of course, he pretended to be jealous behind him and jumped the topic a thousand miles away.

But looking at the scene again, Shang Qing was still interested.

Probably because I really want to work hard to be with Ji Ping, so I also want to do better in all aspects.

There is a Wal-Mart near Shangqing’s haircut. It happened to be the rush hour, and the supermarket on the entire floor was noisy. In addition to the menu that Ji Pingfan mentioned in the morning, Shangqing also took a bag of discounts. small tomatoes.

Ji Pingfan raised his eyebrows slightly watching his movements, but didn't say anything, and went to the yogurt section to get two cans of strawberry yogurt.

The items were picked quickly, but there was a long queue at more than a dozen cash registers.

"Why don't you go out first," Shang Qing pushed the shopping cart to look around, and gave a reasonable reason, "I'm out of facial cleanser."

Not far from the supermarket, you can see the brand that Shang Qing is used to.

Ji Pingfan didn't think anything was wrong, and handed him the supermarket membership card, "I'll wait for you over there."

Watching Ji Pingfan's back as he left the supermarket, Shang Qing took a box of strawberry flavored ones from the cashier and quickly threw them into the shopping cart.

He only felt his cheeks burning, even after watching the little yellow map all night, he was still just a novice driver in his heart.

When he went back, Ji Pingfan looked at him several times, "What's wrong with you? Walking so stiffly."

Shang Qing staggered, cleared his throat with the shopping bag in his arms, and said, "It's all right."

"You don't look like you're okay," Ji Pingfan became more and more nervous about his body since Shang Qing's accident, and his concern was chaotic, and he didn't notice Shang Qing's increasingly red ears. "I'll carry the things."

"No need." Shang Qing hastily turned around and turned to Ji Pingfan. After thinking for a while, he took out the bag of small tomatoes from the shopping bag and put it in Ji Pingfan's hand, "Just carry this for me."

Looking at the bag of red tomatoes in his hand, Ji Pingfan couldn't laugh or cry, and repeatedly emphasized: "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Shang Qing nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

After entering the kitchen, it was Shang Qing's own domain.

Ji Pingfan tried to cut sweet potatoes for him, but Shang Qing was so irritated by the knife worker that he drove him out of the kitchen.

Ji Pingfan was happy and at ease, leaning outside the kitchen with the washed tomatoes in his hand and talking to him.

"Did you never cook at home?" Shang Qing skillfully threw the ribs into the boiling hot water without raising his head.

Ji Pingfan threw a small tomato into his mouth, and said confidently, "Isn't there you?"

Shang Qing was speechless.

No problem.

"No, then we have been together for so long, more than ten years, and I have been cooking?" Shang Qing couldn't tell whether it was complaining or being coquettish, "You never thought of being considerate of me, if I If you quit the job, why don't you just drink the northwest wind?"

Ji Pingfan said seriously: "There is a profession called food delivery."

Shang Qing really wanted to throw away the spatula and quit.

"One year you celebrated your birthday, and I made you a big meal." Ji Pingfan said with a serious tone when joking, but smiled when he spoke seriously, "You took a bite with great interest."

Shang Qing, who was busy with the feast, took the time to glance out of the kitchen, "Later?"

Ji Pingfan couldn't help laughing: "It turned out that we ate the KFC family bucket that night."

"Tsk." Shang Qing smiled and shook her head, "I'm sure I never asked you to cook again after that."

Ji Pingfan snapped his fingers at him.