Employers are also canary pissed off today

There is not much decoration in the room, only a table and two chairs are displayed in the middle, and a complete set of tea sets printed with landscape pictures are placed on the pear wood tabletop, which is sober and just right.

It was probably burning earth dragons, and it was warm after entering the door, no worse than the effect of turning on the heating in the city.

The only discrepancy is the four-poster carved Chinese-style canopy bed in the middle.

The curtains of the bed were drawn to both sides, revealing a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the brocade embroidered quilt.

A quilt, a bed.

No matter how you look at it, you have to sleep together.

Jiang Xiannian didn't care, he already knew his identity.

Even if Ji Baicen wanted to do it, he didn't think there was any problem.

On the contrary, Ji Baicen seemed to be really dissatisfied with his figure: not only did he clearly say that he was not interested in him at all, but after he understood the situation that they were going to sleep together, he gritted his teeth and went out calling Yu Linyuan's name.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Jiang Xiannian touched his flat abdomen with a thin layer of muscle.

It's actually not that bad.

Is it really uncomfortable to be too thin?

The answer is unknown.

Subconsciously, he thought that Ji Baicen would not come back to share a bed with him, so he took off the outer fir and hung it up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, then spread the quilt and went to bed.

Unexpectedly, Ji Baicen came back.

"Many people come here to participate in the folk festival. The rooms are reserved except for those who are occupied. There is nothing extra."

With the help of the shadowy lights, Jiang Xiannian could read some subtle emotions on his face.

Not knowing why Ji Baicen had to explain to himself the reason for sleeping in the same bed, Jiang Xiannian nodded, and took the initiative to move to the side near the wall, leaving most of the quilt and most of the space for Ji Baicen.

Ji Baicen rolled his Adam's apple, slowly turned off the light, lifted the quilt and lay down next to Jiang Xiannian.

The canopy bed is not wide enough, and both of them are taller than 1.85. It is inevitable that their arms and long legs will bump into each other inadvertently.

Under the quilt, the shoulders of the two are also touching, and they can clearly feel the body temperature belonging to the other person.

"Brother, why did you let you live in one room? I'm helping you, if you understand, you two are too polite."

"Listen to me, start by breaking the safe distance. The more physical contact like cuddling and hugging, the better."

The words that Yu Linyuan said were circling in his mind, Jiang Xiannian's clean and fresh smell came to his face, like a mirage in the desert that lures lost pedestrians forward.

Ji Baicen was distracted, and approached Jiang Xiannian's position bit by bit, trying to put his hand on his shoulder.

Jiang Xiannian suddenly turned over slightly.

Ji Baicen subconsciously withdrew his hand, turned his arm in a different direction, and pretended to rub his neck twice.

The night was already very deep, and it had been more than half an hour since they lay down, Jiang Xiannian's breathing rhythm was obviously still awake, Ji Baicen coughed softly: "Can't sleep?"

"Ah."

"Is brother not asleep yet?"

Thinking that Jiang Xiannian might also be disturbed by his existence, Ji Baicen felt a bit of joy that he couldn't hold back, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiannian: "It's a very novel feeling."

"It seems to be filming a costume drama with my brother."

Filming, filming a costume drama?

Ji Baicen frowned: "That's it?"

"what?"

Should there be something else?

Jiang Xiannian turned his head to look at Ji Baicen, the confusion in his voice was clear in the silent night.

Ji Baicen's eyebrows twitched a few times, he clenched his hands under his body, snorted coldly and turned sideways, with an indifferent air of "don't talk to me anymore".

Jiang Xiannian stared at the back of Ji Baicen's head without any surprise.

Angry again?

Habits are habits, but getting angry hurts the liver.

Ji Baicen is a good person, he doesn't want to make Ji Baicen always angry.

Opening his eyes and thinking for a long time, Jiang Xiannian couldn't figure out how to coax him.

There is no way, his and Ji Baicen's brain circuits always seem to be on different channels.

Hearing the calm breathing coming from around him, Jiang Xiannian sighed silently, and decided to cook another nourishing soup every day after returning home, which clears fire, qi and nourishes the liver.

When he woke up the next day, Ji Baicen was no longer in the room, Jiang Xiannian thought he was going to eat breakfast first, so he got dressed as soon as possible and rushed over.

And when they arrived at the cafeteria, Ji Baicen was indeed drinking lotus leaf porridge there, Jiang Xiannian heaved a sigh of relief, as if his anger had subsided.

Unexpectedly, this was the beginning, Ji Baicen seemed to be doing it on purpose all day long.

First, no matter what Jiang Xiannian said, he ignored it, and later, when Yu Linyuan invited them to lunch, he left the vacant seat beside him, picked up Yu Linyuan who had already sat down, and sat in his place.

No matter how slow Jiang Xiannian was, he still felt something was wrong.

But he really couldn't figure out which sentence he said wrong last night.good

Someone kicked his foot lightly, Jiang Xiannian didn't pay attention to it, until he was kicked again, he belatedly turned his head to look at Yu Linyuan on the right.

Yu Linyuan glanced quickly at the expressionless Ji Baicen, and blinked at him: "Xiannian, can you cook?"

Jiang Xiannian nodded.

Yu Linyuan rolled his eyes and smiled without calculation: "That's great, this afternoon we have to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, Uncle Zhong and Aunt Zhong are too busy, can you stay and help them?"

Jiang Xiannian glanced at Ji Baicen and agreed.

When Ji Baicen finished his meal and left, Jiang Xiannian looked at Yu Linyuan who had something to say to him: "What's wrong with Mr. Yu?"

Yu Linyuan poured him a cup of tea, resting his chin with the other hand: "What's wrong with you two, did Ji Baicen fight with you again?"

Jiang Xiannian pursed his lips, held the cup and didn't answer.

Yu Linyuan said "Oh": "You don't want to look like a sub who you recognize as your fault, Ji Baicen is a man who takes soft and not hard."

"It's a matter of being coquettish, and you have to accompany him in the cold war?"

Jiang Xiannian frowned: "I, I'm not very good at acting like a baby."

As he spoke, he put two slender index fingers on his cheeks, and tried hard to force a smile: "Is that so?"

Yu Linyuan: "..."

It's really hardcore and cute.

"Cute is cute, but there is a high probability that Ji Baicen will think that you are suffering from some kind of disease."

Ok.

Jiang Xiannian let go.

Yu Linyuan's head hurts, why are these young couples so difficult to take care of?

But looking at Jiang Xiannian's 360-degree face with no dead ends and his shrewd and cold appearance but unconsciously straight and confused behavior, he couldn't help but strictly demand:

"Forget it, the conflict between you and Ji Baicen is mainly because you are not active enough."

"You should take the initiative, you should know how to do it if you take the initiative?"

"You can hold his paw, hug his waist from behind, or kiss his face, all are fine."

Will you really not get hit by doing this?

Jiang Xiannian was skeptical about the latter sentence, but Yu Linyuan's words more or less woke him up.

Ji Bocen helped him a lot and treated him well enough as an employer that he didn't need to mention many things.

On the other hand, Ji Baicen often does it only when he asks for it.

Thinking in another way, if he is an employer, he may also be uncomfortable.

After thanking Yu Linyuan, Jiang Xiannian rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.

Ji Bocen likes to eat vegetarian dumplings in sour soup. He washed the celery and fresh shiitake mushrooms and cut them up. He also peeled a dozen or so pistachios for later use, and then he helped Lao Zhong and his wife.

Jiang Xiannian was quick in his hands and feet, and focused on doing things. Before he knew it, it was getting dark outside the window.

With a sound of "dong", the sound of gongs coming from the street, Jiang Xiannian raised his head and paused for a while.

Old Zhong on the side asked with concern: "This is the start of the Lantern Festival, didn't the sudden sound startle you?"

"fine."

Jiang Xiannian shook his head, listening to the din of gongs and drums outside, he instantly had a sense of reality that the year would be over.

Every winter vacation when he works part-time, he can't feel the joy and vitality of the outside world, and he can't feel the passage of time, because the repetitive work on the assembly line seems endless.

Why do people prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner and look forward to the arrival of the New Year, this is the first time.

After recovering, Jiang Xiannian put the peeled pistachios into every three dumplings.

While maintaining specialness, ensure that Ji Baicen can eat pistachios and get a good start.

The employer is poor and short of money, Jiang Xiannian hopes that he will be happy and happy in the new year and not be angry.

After a busy day, it is the most pleasant to sit around at night and have a reunion dinner talking and laughing.

The house is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the house is full of voices. The cold weather can't stop the joy. This isolated town is filled with the joy of the New Year.

Yu Linyuan curled his index finger, and tapped twice on the table: "Xiannian, there is a Nuo opera tonight, and I finally invited such a team back. After dinner, you and Ji Baicen have to go and see it. You can never see it anywhere else.”

Jiang Xiannian was very interested in this, but he didn't know if Ji Bocen would want to go.

He can go by himself.

Before he could say anything, Ji Baicen beside him responded lightly: "Okay."

Jiang Xiannian bit the tip of his chopsticks and stopped talking.

Agreeing to go to the Nuo opera with him, you should not be angry, right?

Before going out, Yu Linyuan brought him and Ji Baicen a tail-swing cloak with a large fur collar.

I don't know if it was intentional, except for the two pieces of color, one black and one white, the clothes are the same style and the same fabric, like a couple's style.

On New Year's Eve, the town was far more lively than expected. There were crowds of pedestrians on the street, and traditional performances such as dragon dance and acrobatics were overwhelming. He and Ji Baicen were scattered by the surging crowd several times.

Seeing that Ji Baicen, who was walking in front, was about to get further away from him, Jiang Xiannian subconsciously called out and reached out to grab Ji Baicen: "Brother."

Because of the distance, he only had time to hold Ji Baicen's little finger.

It was obvious that the body of the person being pulled stiffened.

Maybe she doesn't like to have extra body contact with him.

Jiang Xiannian let go of Ji Baicen.

However, before the hand that fell in the air could be fully retracted, it was caught by someone.

Jiang Xiannian raised his face and looked at Ji Baicen through the noisy crowd.

Ji Baicen used force to bring him to his side, with a clear and pleasant voice:

"Follow me."

Interlocking his fingers, Jiang Xiannian could clearly touch the thin calluses on Ji Baicen's fingertips.

The pleasant smell of the other party penetrated into the tip of the nose, gently teasing the sense of smell.

Jiang Xiannian didn't know why his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, just as he didn't know why Ji Baicen's palms were sweaty.