The slag is turned into green tea

When Su Minghuai went home, they fought four more times. Zhou Yang's bad luck lasted until the end.

But for people like them, hundreds of thousands are just a little drizzle, money is not a big deal, it mainly affects mood.

Rao, anyone who doesn't have a good mood all night will not be in a good mood, let alone a young master like Zhou Yang.

After lighting Ji Nanke again, Zhou Yang raised the mahjong in his hand and lit a cigarette with a serious face, "I'm not lucky tonight, it's not too late."

"I have gained a lot tonight," Ji Nanke counted the chips in his hand with a smile on his face. The bad mood caused by Xu Fei and Li Cheng's successive troubles was gone. I can play cards with Zhou Shao."

...Zhou Yang didn't want to talk, his gloomy face was in stark contrast to the beaming Ji Nanke, "Let's talk about it next time." He perfunctory, thinking about how to torture him next time.

It was past twelve o'clock, when the night show started, but Ji Nanke felt a little sleepy. Su Minghuai, who had been staring at him, immediately noticed his sleepiness, "Go back?"

Ji Nanke nodded, "I'm a little tired. If you want to play, don't worry about me. I'll drive back by myself."

"I'm a little sleepy too," Su Minghuai said, "Let's go together."

When he was talking to Ji Nanke, he deliberately ignored Jin Shaozhi who was still sitting on the small bench, but surprisingly, Jin Shaozhi didn't interrupt either, his tall body quietly shrank on the small bench, black and white. The hair fell softly on the forehead, and only when Ji Nanke looked over, his eyes widened.

Wet, reminded Ji Nanke of a tamed wolf waiting to be brought home by its master.

"What about you?" Ji Nanke asked him, "Want to come with me?"

"Of course." Jin Shaozhi got up slowly and returned to his usual appearance, "If you don't take me away, who else do you want to take away?"

Zhao Yufei stared at this flirtatious look, wishing that the pair of dogs would leave as soon as possible.

Zhou Yang was smoking a cigarette with no expression on his face. He looked at Su Minghuai's extremely dark face and smiled amidst the smoke.

After leaving the clubhouse, Su Minghuai left by himself.

He is not a masochist, although he comforted himself that Ji Nanke just liked Jin Shaozhi's face and body, and he would get tired of it in a short time, but he still couldn't help being jealous when he saw their relationship.

Actually speaking, Ji Nanke's performance was very flat, he didn't show much warm friendship to Jin Shaozhi, and even a little impatient.

But looking at Su Minghuai's eyes is still extremely dazzling.

Because he knows better than anyone else that Ji Nanke will never give extra glances to things or people he is not interested in.

But his eyes can fall on Jin Shaozhi from time to time.

Jin Shaozhi got into Ji Nanke's car as a matter of course, "I've been drinking tonight, so I can't drive."

Ji Nanke, who didn't smell the slightest smell of alcohol on him, smiled coldly, too lazy to expose his clumsy lies, "Why did you come?"

"I'm here to support you." After putting on his seat belt, Jin Shaozhi leaned lazily on the passenger seat, "It's a coincidence that when you called me, I happened to be having dinner opposite, and I saw you and Su Minghuai entering "Rainbow Color", so I knew you were in trouble from the minute you told me."

Ji Nanke did think that Jin Shaozhi cooperated with him deliberately on the phone, but he was still a little strange, "How did you hear that?"

"It's not easy," Jin Shaozhi reached out and brushed the hair on his forehead, "When I asked you if you missed me before, you never gave me such a tempting reply."

...Ji Nanke really doesn't understand, why are these three words so attractive?

"You don't understand," Jin Shaozhi sighed faintly, "It's rare for you to take the initiative to send a signal of lust to me. Of course, this is a very tempting thing."

Oh, Ji Nanke understood this time, to put it bluntly, Mr. Jin just owed a fuck.

But in the end, Ji Nanke just sent Jin Shaozhi to the door of his house, and he didn't even get out of the car.

Although he also thinks that he and Jin Shaozhi are very compatible physically, he is getting closer now, and he just wants to go back to take a shower and sleep comfortably, instead of being raped by the exuberant Jin Shaozhi. The eldest son was entangled on the bed to pay the rations.

Although he was young and vigorous, as the saying goes, there is no worse place, only a tired cow.

Moreover, Jin Shaozhi was able to deal with so many little lovers before, and he was indeed...a genius in certain things.

The house that Ji Nanke bought was naturally a high-end real estate, with a very good security, greenery and location.

These few days, Jin Shaozhi was busy with a new project, so he didn't have much time to harass him. Ji Nanke lived a very relaxed life, and even thought about cooking by himself.

This day, Ji Nanke came back with a big bag of vegetables. The house next to him seemed to have been renovated, and he hadn't heard any sound since yesterday.

Ji Nanke didn't care who his neighbor was, anyway, people who could afford a house in this neighborhood were either rich or expensive, so he closed the door and walked into the kitchen with his bag.

Ji Nanke didn't know if he could cook before he lost his memory, but after his mother passed away, he lived alone, so it is more likely that he could cook.

But no matter what happened before, he really won't do it now, so he deliberately searched for the recipes of a few dishes he wanted to eat at night, and planned to study them tonight.

After all, I live alone now, and without Wang Ma's big meal, I can't order food or order takeaway every day.

After Ji Nanke really got started, he found that it is not difficult to cook the rice well, but the difficulty is whether it tastes good or not.

However, he has a filter for himself, and when he eats something he makes with his own hands, unless it is really unpalatable to the point where it is hard to swallow, he will automatically increase the deliciousness by two degrees.

Eating alone, he only made fried pork ribs and homemade tofu, which didn't look very good, and the taste was really average, but what he ate by himself was delicious.

After eating, Ji Nanke stood in front of the sink, looking at the pots and bowls to be cleaned, feeling a little headache.

He doesn't hate cooking, but he hates washing dishes.

Just when he was thinking about whether to stock up a few meals and ask his aunt to clean it up, his cell phone rang.

Ji Nanke looked at the name displayed on the phone screen, raised his eyebrows, "Ziyu."

During this period of time, Cheng Ziyu seemed to be really letting go of his feelings. Uncharacteristically, he stopped spending time with Ji Nanke all day long, and only occasionally sent a message to greet him.

Ji Nanke is very satisfied with his way of withdrawing in a timely manner. Seeing that he took the initiative to call and contact him now, he guessed that the other party should have sorted out his emotions, so when he answered the phone, his tone was a little relaxed. pleasure.

"I met Weiwei today, and she said you moved out." Cheng Ziyu's tone was the same as usual, as if the person opposite was just his good friend.

"Yes, I just moved out not long ago."

Cheng Ziyu wanted to ask him why you didn't tell me when you moved out, and didn't ask me to help you, but he swallowed the words.

Even though he knew that it was okay for him to ask after laughing as a friend, but he didn't dare to take the risk, he was afraid of revealing his truth.

"Are you still used to living outside?" After a moment of silence, Cheng Ziyu asked, "Is there anything missing, I can send it to you."

"There is no shortage of things, even if I do, I can buy them myself," Ji Nanke said with a smile, "But if you want to come, you can come and visit." He could hear the deliberation in Cheng Ziyu's tone, so he took the initiative to do it invite.

The place where he lives and the place where Cheng Ziyu lives are close to the city center, so the distance is not too far.

After Cheng Ziyu hung up the phone, he immediately changed into his clothes and started driving. This point was just past the rush hour, so it only took more than 20 minutes to drive there.

Ji Nanke had already greeted Weimen before, so Cheng Ziyu was not stopped, he parked the car in the underground garage, and only remembered when he was waiting for the elevator that he hadn't prepared a gift for Ji Nanke's housewarming .

But for a while, Cheng Ziyu couldn't think of what would be the most suitable gift, so he could only go to a nearby flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers, and make up after the official housewarming ceremony.

"There's no need to buy a gift." Ji Nanke took a large bouquet of lilies in his hand and put them in a vase, jokingly said, "If you really want to give a gift, why not wash the dishes for me."

"I can wash the bowls for you, but gifts are also for you." Cheng Ziyu changed his shoes and walked in. Although he seldom washes the dishes himself, he enjoys helping Ji Nanke clean them. "What do you have?" You can also tell me directly if you need it.”

"This won't work, it's too perfunctory," Ji Nanke watched as he walked into the kitchen, "Since you insist on giving me a gift, then prepare it yourself, and don't try to take shortcuts from me."

Cheng Ziyu first helped him clean up the garbage on the kitchen, and put the chopping board and the cutting knife into the sink together, "I said why did you suddenly invite me, so I was asked to be a coolie."

Ji Nanke leaned against the kitchen door, and raised his lips with a smile when he heard the words, "Isn't that right, I was worrying about washing the dishes, so you took the initiative to send them to my door."

Cheng Ziyu's flushing hand paused slightly, no wonder he was thinking too much, but what Ji Nanke said was somewhat ambiguous.

"Then it seems that we still have a good understanding." He suppressed those words that he wanted to say, with some ambiguous words, pretending to be relaxed and joking.

Ji Nanke didn't expect that his casual words would have such an impact on Cheng Ziyu. He leaned lazily on the door frame and watched Cheng Ziyu wash the dishes inexperiencedly. The bright white light fell on his colorful face. It brings out a cold feeling that doesn't match this soft picture.

He faintly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

Cheng Ziyu's movements became more and more stiff, because of the words that made him distracted just now and Ji Nanke's eyes that he couldn't ignore.

His thoughts gradually became a little disturbed, and his finger was accidentally cut by a sharp blade, "Hiss..."

"What's the matter?" Ji Nanke frowned and walked over, grabbing his injured right hand.

A not-so-short cut was cut on the slender index finger, and bright red blood was oozing out. Ji Nanke lowered his head subconsciously, and gave permission on his index finger.

The author has something to say: Mr. Cheng: Why not marry?

President Jin:?I'm green?