Those years when Black Lotus raised Slag Gong

Nine in the morning.

The rising sun quietly passed through the frosted glass, and it fell a little reddish.

Shi Yan walked across the kitchen without making a sound, and Ji Shu turned his back inside, and was catching a few sand crabs from nowhere and was studying to deal with them.

Young Master Ji has always kept his fingers clear of spring water, so he is naturally a bit congenitally deficient in cooking. In addition, even the signal on the island is cut off, let alone any software that uses a lot of dishes. Slap it flat.

The crab was pinched in the hand and kept spitting out foam. It was already half dead, and the broken limbs were thrown all over the table. It looked very miserable.Ji Shu didn't take it seriously, after dismantling one, he picked up the other crab in the pool and threw it on the table, put away the knife and took a picture...

For a while, the whole room could hear the sound of the crab being patted.

He was tall again, wearing that ridiculous calico apron and struggling to squeeze in front of the narrow stove, indescribably weird.Shi Yan has been silently following behind, watching his movements with cold eyes, then poured out a glass of water in silence, and when she came back after a while, she still couldn't help frowning, and finally interrupted: "Bring it."

Ji Shu moved out of the way obediently.

In the past, Shi Yan didn't like seafood very much, but she cooked it very well.

The crabs in the sea are the freshest and tender, just steam them well. He dug out a huge iron pot to set up the stove, and when the water just boiled, he threw the five-flowered sand crabs into the pot. His movements were extremely agile in one go, and Ji Shuchu blinked beside him. I almost applauded.

The next thing is very simple - Ji Shu just needs to watch the stove.

Although Ji Shu didn't do this meal himself, but fortunately, he still had a small half of the credit. He waited eagerly in front of the hot old-fashioned gas stove, and couldn't wait to lift the lid after 10 minutes of timing.

The hot mist was extremely hot, he hummed softly from the heat, turned his head and stuffed the disassembled crab meat to Shi Yan's lips.

The food had been delivered to his eyes, Shi Yan had no choice but to open his mouth to bite, he insisted on leaning into his ear happily, and asked in a low voice: "Is it delicious?"

The soft and juicy crab meat filled the mouth, Shi Yan swallowed it slowly, but raised her jaw slightly.

"It seems that you must not leave me behind," Ji Shu took the opportunity to lean over and peck at the corner of his lips, the corners of his eyes were raised with joy, his light-colored pupils looked at him strangely bright, and said, "Otherwise, I will be alone I can only starve to death here."

The boiling water on the stove is gurgling, tickling people's hearts.

Shi Yan looked at him quietly, pointed to the pool, and said a cold joke unprepared: "If we rely on these crabs for three meals a day, you don't have to wait for me to leave you, and you will be gone soon." will starve to death. When someone comes, you will only find two starved corpses under that coconut tree."

That doesn't sound like a good thing.

Ji Shu's face sank as he thought about it, and then he looked away blankly.

Although Shi Yan said so, he put down the bowl and chopsticks without taking a few mouthfuls of lunch.He looked back and forth in the room, found a rag and threw it to Ji Shu, sending him away with peace of mind.

Although the house on the island looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time, fortunately, it was well equipped, and there was no big problem with daily cooking and bathing.However, because there is no servant, the two of them have to rely on their own efforts for food, clothing, housing and transportation, including tidying up the house.

Ji Shu realized later that he had some cleanliness, nodded, stretched out his hand to reach for a rag, and started to work with the bucket on his shoulder.

During the whole process, Yan didn't move his fingers. In the third drawer of the shelf in the living room, there was a piece of old Pu'er. He dug it out and brewed it. He sat by the window and drank tea leisurely, with an indescribably comfortable expression on his face.

He deliberately ignored the mess in front of him.

The old wooden floor in the living room was dripping with water, making it almost impossible to walk.Ji Shu has never cleaned the floor or done any housework. In the past, Ji Yuanchen seemed to care about his son, and later a group of people hugged and struggled to serve him. Where did he do this?

Just take a walk...Shi Yan looked away quietly, and groaned half-heartedly of tea.

Ji Shu played it like a toy and thought it was good. When he raised his head and saw the picture of a beauty by the window, his heart felt itchy from being scratched by cat's claws.

His expression was so blatant, Shi Yan was very vigilant and looked into his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I just don't touch you right now." Ji Shu stared straight at him with peach blossom eyes, trying to discuss: "How about a kiss?"

Shi Yan looked at him quietly, "Do you want to drink tea?"

Ji Shu was overjoyed, took a sip from his cup without knowing it.

The tea was poured down his throat for a few seconds, and Ji Shu's soft tongue, which was used to tasting it, was silent and numb. He swallowed the bitterness remaining at the root of his tongue, and said jerky: "Are you...drinking Coptis chinensis?"

"Is it very bitter?" Shi Yan didn't care, and raised her gaze to a spot outside the window: "Look, it's getting dark outside."

The sun is about to set, and the gray scale-like clouds in the sky are gradually engulfing the coastline and emptiness.

It doesn't matter if it's dark, Ji Shu thought of turning his head to look at him on a whim, his light-colored pupils were too bright in the summer, and said softly, "Let's go on a date."

When it comes to watching sunrise and sunset on a date, Young Master Ye is the most familiar with the way and is very particular about it. He likes to choose the top view room on the island with warm sunshine, or the restaurant with perfect music and food.

For this reason, he used to sneer at someone who was dating someone in a fixed-hotel.

Fortunately, Ye Yin didn't know it at the moment. It was the first date for a certain person, and he chose a place where there was only one broken stone around, facing the howling sea breeze.That half of the gray sun was hanging in the west, looking unattractive at all, and the evil wind from the back blew sand all over the face and insteps.

"It's okay, the weather is bad." Shi Yan had already stood in the sea breeze where the temperature dropped sharply for 10 minutes, he leaned over and patted the sand on the bottom of his trousers, his face was expressionless, and he said, "Go back."

With a stinky face, Ji Shu secretly cursed at the bastard's weather, looked sideways at him, and asked carefully, "Aren't you angry?"

Shi Yan's voice was calm, "I'm not angry."

"Aren't you angry?" Ji Shu seemed dissatisfied when he heard it, raised his brows slightly, suddenly picked him up by the waist, picked him up easily, turned back to the other side of the room, and walked upstairs quickly master bedroom.

"Let go." Shi Yan stared blankly at the direction, and now her voice was slightly unsteady, struggling to break free from him, "You promised me just now..."

"What do you think I want to do?" Ji Shu saw his small movements and raised the corners of his lips. He walked to the bedroom and let go of him to put him firmly on the bed. He bent his knees and took a towel to wipe the fine sand on the back of his feet. He smiled lightly and said, "I just saw so much sand on your feet, it will hurt if you walk back."

Shi Yan pursed her lips and reached out to take the towel, "I'll do it myself."

"Well," Ji Shu responded in a low voice and didn't care, smiling brightly: "Then let's take a bath together later?"

"Get out." Shi Yan's eyebrows twitched heavily, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, she walked past him to the bathroom, and then slammed the door heavily.

boom!

The door shuts off the view.

Shi Yan carefully locked the door, the expression on that face quickly faded, he lowered his eyes slightly, and the anger just now did not show, as if nothing happened just now.

He paused for a few seconds, turned around and walked to the sink to open the water valve, covered the sound with the flow of water, and opened the drawer very carefully.

He frowned slightly.

The drawer was empty, except for neatly folded towels and a jar of unopened shower gel, not even a razor. There was no metal or aluminum foil in this room unless he could disassemble some. Something, but that would surely be discovered.

Ji Shu obviously came prepared in advance.

He looked around and quickly stepped forward to try to open the window, but it was locked from the outside without any surprise. His fingertips scraped the layer of dust on the window lattice, and his deep eyes hid a glimmer of light...

The rustling of the water in the bathroom remained undiminished. Half an hour later, Shi Yan opened the door. His temples were still slightly wet after taking a shower, his fingertips were red, and the thin pajamas stuck to his body could vaguely reveal his whiteness. Tiny drops of water on the neck.

"After washing for so long," Ji Shu stood at the door with folded arms, looked at him, and smiled as if unknown, "What are you doing in there?"

[The author has something to say: Why is it so bloody like a Thai drama...]