The God-sent Koi of Quick Transmigration

Chen Su turned his back to Bai Jinmo, he thought the young man would come and say something, but he didn't.

He heard the sound of the young man turning around and preparing to leave.

Hearing the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, the peace in Chen Su's heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only violent irritability.

"Well……"

Suddenly, he heard the muffled groan of the young man.

Chen Su immediately turned around, strode over, raised his hand to support the slightly swaying young man, and asked coldly, "What's wrong?"

The arm in his hand was slender and elastic, with a bit of the cool body temperature of the person in front of him, making it very comfortable to touch.

"fine."

Even though he answered in this way, Bai Jinmo was complaining in his heart: Is it because your soul is too irritable that it affects my rest...

"Just a little dizzy."

Bai Jinmo said softly.

Seeing the man's deep eyes in the dark and the violent fluctuations in his mind, Bai Jinmo suddenly remembered Jiang Cheng, who often played a scoundrel in the last world. These two people have no similarities in personality and appearance, but the same soul fluctuations are deceitful. No one will come.

Well, at least it's my partner from the previous life, let's treat him better...

Thinking of this, Bai Jinmo looked up at the silent man, and asked, "Mr. Chen, why don't you try my porridge, it can help you sleep."

Seeing the young man's moist eyes shimmering even at night, Chen Su nodded involuntarily, "Okay."

After saying that, Chen Su frowned slightly. He felt that he was an answering robot. As long as he was in front of the young man, he seemed unable to say anything other than "yes".

After being tempered in the previous world, Bai Jinmo's cooking skills are steadily improving.

Millet porridge can help sleep. Although it can't change anything, it can help people's body relax more and fall asleep easily.

The refrigerator in Chen Su's house has almost everything, which is prepared by his bodyguards and secretary, but usually there will be a special cook to cook for Chen Su.

Bai Jinmo took out two eggs and broke them, leaving only two yellow egg yolks, stirring and beating them.

He slowly added water and millet into the pot, and after the fire boiled, he added red dates and wolfberry.

After 5 minutes, turn off the heat, and Bai Jinmo stirred with a spoon to prevent sticking to the pot.

At this time, the fragrance of millet porridge has gradually floated in the kitchen, which is a warm taste.

Chen Su was standing outside the kitchen, watching from a distance.

That pair of white and slender hands are holding the pot, holding the spoon, or stirring clockwise or counterclockwise, because of the strength, the blue blood vessels on the wrist are looming, like a naughty little snake, seducing Then Chen Su stepped forward to hold the thin white wrist.

True white, like curdled milk, tempting to lick.

Chen Su pressed his tongue against his upper teeth, raised his chin, and slightly narrowed his aggressive eyes in the light light.

The medicine for this disease is probably poppy, right?

Bai Jinmo was cooking the porridge seriously, unaware of the churning in the heart of the man behind him, but at this moment he could feel the peace and restraint of the man's soul.

restraint?

Restrain what?

In a moment of spare time, Bai Jinmo turned his head slightly to look at the man behind him, but soon he turned back, and when the soup was thick, he poured in the egg yolk liquid finely, ready to turn off the heat and serve the porridge.

But the indifferent glance he gave made Chen Su feel inextricably amorous.

The cold white skin is soft and hazy under the warm-colored lamp, and the silver-gray eyes coincide with the boy in the dream. There seems to be curiosity in that casual glance, but in the depths, there is still freedom and ignorance that everything cannot be seen. The cold glance, however, was like a volcanic eruption that had been suppressed for thousands of years, rushing straight into Chen Su's heart, and his whole body was hot all of a sudden, the burning in his heart seemed to be coated with a thick syrup, so sweet that it was cloying.

"Mr. Chen, it's all right."

Bai Jinmo held a white porcelain bowl and placed it in front of Chen Su. Seeing that the man seemed to be still immersed in his own thoughts, he whispered a reminder.

"Well, thank you."

Chen Su came back to his senses. The tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of millet porridge, which warmed his stomach, and even in this night, he had many strange thoughts.

Shouldn't.

he warned himself.

"It's my honor. Then enjoy it sir, I'll go back to my room first."

Sensing Chen Su's soul becoming calmer, Bai Jinmo said so.

"it is good."

Chen Su nodded, feeling the young man's slight footsteps disappearing behind him bit by bit.

In the space, the silence of one person continued to return.

Holding a porcelain-white spoon, he gently scooped out a spoonful of glutinous, golden-yellow porridge, and slowly put it into his mouth.

It is sweet and warm, like a youth, and it makes him fascinated all the time.

However, he didn't want to.

He is a free and wanton beast, he does not want to be caught by the chains that fly to the sky.

Just an ordinary person.

Chen Su finished his porridge, put the bowl in the dishwasher, and returned to his bedroom in silence.

It's just that his back is a bit colder than before.

He is a lion, he will not submit to anyone.

The author has something to say: There are many activities in the heart of a certain boss (?-ω-`)

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