The villain must spend all his money before he goes bankrupt [Transmigration Book]

Ye Zhou was really sleepy. Staying up late was an easy task for him in the past. After all, young people nowadays, who wouldn't stay up all night.

However, in the past two years of living with Mr. Jiang, Ye Zhou was brought back by Mr. Jiang to adjust his schedule. Now he is used to getting up early and going to bed early. Be ready for a pick-me-up like coffee.

But today's situation is really special. Due to the sudden incident, Ye Zhou was not prepared at all, and he was mentally exhausted all night, so his mental exhaustion was far greater than his physical exhaustion.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and guarding Mr. Jiang, fearing that something might happen to him again, somehow he fell asleep.

I don't know how long he slept, but Ye Zhou was awakened by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. He opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously went to look for Mr. Jiang.

He found that he was not sitting on a chair, but lying on Mr. Jiang's bed, and he couldn't see Mr. Jiang's shadow when he looked around the room.

Ye Zhou rubbed his eyes, was stunned for a few seconds, and got out of bed slowly.Originally wanted to wash up, but unexpectedly, his feet had just stepped on the ground, but there was another muffled sound outside.

Ye Zhou, who was suddenly sobered up by the sound, thought of Mr. Jiang's situation last night, and immediately felt a sudden shock. He didn't even care about wearing shoes and ran outside barefoot.

When he arrived in search of sound, he saw that the originally clean and tidy kitchen was very strange at this moment, and it was difficult to describe it.The pot was on the ground, and the lid rolled out far away.

Beside the pot cover is Boss Jiang who is bent over to pick up something. He is wearing a white shirt and black suit pants. The hem of the shirt is lightly tucked into the pants, which outlines his thin waist.

However, although the clothes look very serious, Mr. Jiang's expression is also very serious, but combined with the scattered pots and pot covers on the ground, as well as the oil spots that were splashed on the chest of Mr. Jiang's white shirt at some time, and the cup he held in his left hand, The spatula broke the seriousness almost instantly, and became a bit... contrast cute?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mr. Jiang froze, and slowly raised his head to look towards the source of the sound.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. Jiang Tingyuan froze in place while maintaining the posture of picking up the pot lid. Ye Zhou's eyes were wide open because he was too surprised.

The room was very quiet, and the two of them froze at the moment their eyes met, as if by magic.Both maintained their original postures, and no one spoke.

This silence lasted for about a full minute. Ye Zhou swallowed hard, and said in a hesitant voice, "Brother Jiang, what... are you doing?"

Jiang Tingyuan finally regained his composure, quickly picked up the pot cover on the ground, tried to maintain calm, and pretended to be calm: "It's nothing, just take a look."

Ye Zhou: ...

Anyone who looks casually will see it coming from the kitchen!And brother, you still have a spatula in your hand, can you respect the dignity of the spatula when you say this!

Jiang Tingyuan seemed to be aware of his gaze, paused, put the spatula and pot lid back on the table as if nothing had happened, and put his hands behind his back, "Just look."

This can be called a clumsy lie, Ye Zhou would be a ghost if he believed it!

He walked forward in twos and threes, came to Boss Jiang, bent down and picked up the frying pan that Jiang Tingyuan hadn't had time to clean up, put it back on the gas stove, and then looked at Boss Jiang again.

Both of them seemed to have something to say, and after a few seconds of silence, they both spoke at the same time, with one voice.

"Why don't you rest!"

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

The embarrassment that was finally alleviated suddenly rose again, Ye Zhou wished he could dig a hole with his hands on the spot and stuff himself in.

Jiang Tingyuan was a little better, but he was a little regretful. He really shouldn't have tried it. He just asked the chef to prepare it and send it over. Not only is it delicious in color, flavor, and high in nutrition, but Ye Zhou won't see such a stupid scene .

Failed.

Among the rare missteps in life, this is the most important one.

Jiang Tingyuan sighed deeply. Sure enough, the contents of the book cannot be trusted. If you want to conquer someone you like with cooking skills, you must have good cooking skills. Otherwise, not to mention conquering, it is simply a car accident At the scene, the car overturned crazily.

On the other side, Ye Zhou, who was named, was also in a panic.Although the two of them spent enough time together for Ye Zhou to know Jiang Tingyuan well, but hearing his serious voice and frowning slightly, Ye Zhou was instinctively a little scared, and his toes curled up uncomfortably.

"you……"

"I……"

I don't usually see much tacit understanding, but today and now, they seem to be willing to go out as if they don't want money, and the two of them once again spoke in unison gorgeously.

But this time, when the eyes of the two met, Ye Zhou suddenly thought of something and laughed, and the slightly awkward atmosphere became brighter with his smile.

Ye Zhou took two steps closer, stood less than five centimeters away from the Jiangting, and beckoned to him, "Come here."

Although Jiang Tingyuan didn't know why, his body couldn't help but follow Ye Zhou's voice first. He bent down slightly, and the next second, Ye Zhou's face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes.

The two brows met, and after a few seconds, Ye Zhou retreated a little contentedly, raised his head to look at him, and said happily: "The fever is gone, it seems that the medicine prescribed by Dr. Meng is still very effective."

Jiang Tingyuan pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to stroke the hair on the top of Ye Zhou's head naturally, and before he could react, he bent down and picked him up from the ground.

Ye Zhou: "...Wait, wait!"

Princess hug?nonexistent.This is a gentleman's hug that only belongs to gentlemen.

When Mr. Jiang picked him up, Ye Zhou felt like a carrot shell. The hug between the two of them can be roughly described as Mr. Jiang hugging Ye Zhou's calf and lifting him up...

While Ye Zhou was in a daze, the two successfully arrived at their destination. A Jiang Tingyuan put him on the sofa, went back to the room and took his shoes and put them at his feet.

Ye Zhou's consciousness was still in that dumbfounding hugging position. Seeing that he had no intention of putting on his shoes, Jiang Ting thought for a while and asked hesitantly, "Do you want me to help?"

Ye Zhou, who was distracted, couldn't understand what Mr. Jiang was asking, and nodded subconsciously to show his agreement.

With Ye Zhou's affirmation, Jiang Tingyuan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his slender hands to grab Ye Zhou's feet, and gently helped him put on his shoes.

"Okay." Jiang Tingyuan let go of Ye Zhou's ankle, thought for a while, and said, "No matter how anxious you are next time, you must wear your shoes."

Ye Zhou: "?"

Looking at his feet with shoes on, Ye Zhou was stunned for a moment. When he realized what happened in the short moment when he was distracted just now, looking at President Jiang in front of him, he was not very well. up!

"Jiang, Brother Jiang!" Ye Zhou looked terrified.

Jiang Tingyuan looked as usual: "Huh?"

Ye Zhou hesitated for a moment, then boldly stretched out his hand and placed it on Mr. Jiang's forehead, then put the other hand on his forehead, compared the body temperature of the two, and murmured after a while: "I don't even have a fever. , it must be some after-effects from burning too hard last night."

Jiang Tingyuan: "..."

Ye Zhou: "..."

You can't blame Ye Zhou for suspecting Mr. Jiang's brain is burnt out. It's really because Mr. Jiang's behavior today is too abnormal. He seems to be cooking in the kitchen, but he, he even helped him put on his shoes with his own hands!

This is no longer the word magical, it's just, fucking outrageous!magic!

Mr. Jiang has always been quite normal. At least until yesterday, he seemed normal. Today's abnormal performance, Ye Zhou thought about it, and he could only attribute it to the low-grade fever last night. .

Ye Zhou wondered, I heard that a high fever can burn the brain, but haven't you heard that a low fever can also burn the brain?

1 minutes passed.

2 minutes passed.

5 minutes passed.

Mr. Jiang still maintained a calm expression. His calmness made Ye Zhou feel like he was mentally retarded 5 minutes ago.

Ye Zhou coughed lightly and forced a smile, "Yes, I'm sorry."

After speaking, he picked up the landline on the table at an extremely fast speed, dialed the number and spoke very fast: "Why don't we call Dr. Meng?"

Jiang Tingyuan was almost laughed at by him, and just when he was about to press the last number, he stretched out his hand and pressed the end call button.

"I don't have a fever."

"But you just now..." Ye Zhou looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Jiang Tingyuan really couldn't hold back, curled up his hands and tapped him on the head lightly, and laughed angrily: "What are you thinking about in your little head."

"Miss you." Ye Zhoupi was used to it, and subconsciously answered the sentence.

Jiang Tingyuan's anger collapsed in an instant in front of these words. When he looked at Ye Zhou, even if he was very angry, it would be difficult to express it to him.

After Ye Zhou subconsciously said these two words, he also felt that something was wrong. He was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, but before he could say anything, he saw Jiang Tingyuan leaning slightly, his hot breath hitting his face, and then his lips is covered.

The faint white galbanum lingers on the nose, Ye Zhou's consciousness is emptied for a moment, his body and soul seem to be divided into two, he clearly knows that he should push away, but his body honestly allows the kiss to deepen step by step .

This kiss was far longer than all the previous kisses. It was so long that Ye Zhou felt that he would die of suffocation in the next second, and his eyes were a little foggy. Jiang Tingyuan finally ended this long and passionate kiss.

Jiang Tingyuan's slightly cold fingers caressed Ye Zhou's slightly red lips, leaned over again, and branded a light, shallow, comforting kiss on the ruddy lips.

Before Ye Zhou could recover from the kiss, Jiang Tingyuan's voice rang in his ears.

After a low and brief chuckle, Jiang Tingyuan's lips brushed against Ye Zhou's ear affectionately, and said, "What a coincidence, I am too."

Every day and night after the separation, every moment, every minute, every second, there was never a moment of peace, as if every cell in the body was screaming.

Miss you, miss you, miss you.

Facing such undisguised words, Ye Zhou became serious rarely, put his head on his shoulder, his voice was a little hoarse from the long kiss just now, and whispered: "I like me."

His voice was very low, as if he was asking, but also as if he was speaking to himself.The volume is so low that even if the distance between the two is very close, if you don't listen carefully to Jiang Tingyuan, you will miss it.

But he heard it anyway.

Jiang Ting Yuanhuan's hands around his waist were slightly tightened, and his voice was clear and firm, tearing up all the uncertainties in Ye Zhou's previous sentence.

"Yes, I like you."

"I like it so much that I won't like anyone else except you."

"Even if I'm not me?"

"Even if you're not you."