Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Ji Xun blinked his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes: "Okay."

Now it was Jiang Chengli who was stunned, he was just joking, before when he took the initiative, Ji Xun justly refused him, and this was the main reason why Jiang Chengli thought Ji Xun despised him.

But now that Ji Xun said this, Jiang Chengli immediately reflected on what else Ji Xun could use in him.

After all, he used to be the chairman of the company, so he might have the effect of winning people's hearts.

Before he could think it through, Ji Xun had already lifted the corner of the quilt and got in.

A pair of arms wrapped around Jiang Chengli's waist immediately. He smelled the aroma from the tip of his nose, and the guess in his heart became clearer. Ji Xun's current performance was that he felt very insecure, and he didn't know why.

The next day Ji Xun really stayed in the villa as he said, Jiang Chengli had no choice but to stay at home with him because his original plan to find Lu Zhan failed.

"You don't have any documents to deal with?" Jiang Chengli woke up at noon, and Ji Xun was no longer in bed. He went out and looked at Ji Xun who was watering and pruning the garden outside the villa, his eyes widened.

It was the first time he saw Ji Xun doing such a thing, as if his whole body was relaxed, completely different from him who seemed to be wound up like a clockwork.

Jiang Chengli is the person who knows best how much Ji Xun wants to climb up. From the time he met Ji Xun to now, he has never seen him relax for a moment. Although he is very smart, otherwise he would not be fooled around at every step, but even so To be able to gain a firm foothold in this crowded market, he spent more than ten times the mental means of those who were born with everything.

Did he really intend to stay with him all day?

Jiang Chengli leaned against the door, unable to tell what it was like.

"What do you want to eat?" Ji Xun held a dewy scarlet rose in his hand and handed it to Jiang Chengli.

Jiang Chengli took the rose flower, wondering what day it is today, pursed his lips and lowered his head to sniff lightly: "Today I will cook."

Although he said before that he would learn how to cook for Ji Xun, he had never really done it. It was only when he got to the kitchen that he realized that he didn't know what to do.

Ji Xun was startled when he heard the words, his eyes flickered, and he smiled softly: "Okay."

Jiang Chengli's cooking is only to the extent that he can eat. He can use a pot and fire to cook things, so it doesn't seem that he is too obtrusive as a spoiled young master.

"What kind of food do you like?" Jiang Chengli actually just asked casually. They usually eat together, and he always thought that Ji Xun's taste was similar to his.

Most of the time when they eat, Ji Xun cooks for himself. He is very busy and basically cooks two dishes with soup and dessert. According to Jiang Chengli's taste, he likes sweet or not spicy.

"Chopped pepper fish head, I ate it once at a relative's house when I was a child, but I have never eaten it again." Ji Xun thought for a moment before saying.

When Ji Xun said this, Jiang Chengli was taken aback. If he remembered correctly, this is a spicy dish.

"Do you like spicy food?" Jiang Chengli asked.

Ji Xun also paused as if remembering, then nodded, he lived in the mountains when he was a child, and his family stocked up three jars of hot sauce every year, and he liked everything spicy.

Ji Xun has always accommodated his taste?

Jiang Chengli's heart froze suddenly, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

In order to act, it is necessary to be so realistic?

What's more, he has no use value now.

Jiang Chengli's heart beat faster and faster, guesses gradually took shape, maybe, in fact, Ji Xun really cared about him?

As soon as this idea came up, Jiang Chengli was not happy, but nervous. He was afraid that if he guessed wrong, he would not only become a laughing stock, but even let the last dignity be stripped away, and the rose thorn in his hand would almost plunge into his palm.

Jiang Chengli's mind was in a mess, and he almost cut the chili with his hands.

Seeing this, Ji Xun's lips curled up, and he skillfully rolled up his shirt cuffs and put on his apron. He was much more professional than Jiang Chengli holding a knife in a daze: "Let me do it."

Jiang Chengli came back to his senses, and his competitive spirit also came up. He pushed Ji Xun to a chair in the kitchen and sat down: "I said I will cook this meal. You sit and watch."

The kitchen has all the ingredients. He dug out the tutorial on his phone and followed the tutorial step by step to the end. Although the fish head with chopped peppers was not perfect and did not look good, at least it tasted like that.

Jiang Chengli took out the dishes, and when he looked at his watch, he realized that almost two hours had passed, and it was already past lunch time.

When he turned around, he saw Ji Xun still obediently sitting on the chair arranged by Jiang Chengli, his gaze followed Jiang Chengli's movements without moving, and there was still a smile on his lips. It was obvious how long Jiang Chengli had been cooking, and how long he had been waiting here .

"Try it." Jiang Chengli put the plate in front of Ji Xun, and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

I didn't feel hot when I was cooking just now, but now my face was a little hot, and I pinched my cuffs subconsciously, only to realize that there were a lot of oil splashes on my body.

Ji Xun picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth to taste it, then lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a while.

Jiang Chengli dipped his chopsticks in the seasoning and tasted it. The taste was justified, and he was a little proud at first, but he still felt a little drummed when he saw that Ji Xun hadn't spoken for a long time.

Jiang Chengli took the chopsticks and tasted it, choked on the hotness twice, and poured a glass of water: "Is it too spicy?"

"I just like spicy food." Ji Xun raised his head, his ears were a little flushed from the heat, as if he coughed twice as if he had been choked, and he took the glass of water that Jiang Chengli drank, and his eyes were also slightly red.

Only then did Jiang Chengli feel relieved.

There were other dishes made by the chef of the villa on the table. The plate of fish head with chopped peppers became Ji Xun’s exclusive. Ji Xun's gaze was so obvious that Jiang Chengli retracted his chopsticks subconsciously.

Jiang Chengli was very uncomfortable eating this meal, and now his judgment on Ji Xun is completely confused.

He remembered that the system once said that Ji Xun is the most profound one in the humanities center, and he only has power in his heart. According to the theory of this kind of person, he shouldn't waste too much time on a worthless person like him. in line with his efficiency.

He didn't know whether he was willing to believe Ji Xun subconsciously because he deceived himself, or whether Ji Xun had other plans because of his superb acting skills.

If someone really has such good acting skills, Jiang Chengli feels that it is not wrong for him to fall into it.

Jiang Chengli remembered that Lu Zhan hadn't replied to him yet, so he couldn't wait to go back to the room and turn on the computer after eating.

Before Lu Zhan said that Jiang Chengli would give him ten days to attack Ji Xun. No matter what he said was true or not, Jiang Chengli had to at least find out the situation first.

Jiang Chengli opened the chat box, and saw a bunch of messages pop up, all from Lu Zhan.

He clicked on the first one, and there were three rather flamboyant photos of Lu Zhan, all of which were clearly taken from the angles.

The first one is dressed in hip-pop style from head to toe, with a cap embroidered with letters on the head, covering half of the handsome face, only showing the clear line of the jaw.

In the second picture, he was wearing a pure black sportswear. It was obvious that his neck was wet after exercising, and his long legs were wrapped under his pants.

The third photo is a photo of him in the car, with a suit and leather shoes on his arm holding the steering wheel, and a Philips watch on his wrist, and the car's logo is inadvertently exposed.

Jiang Chengli took a quick glance and slid to the bottom, there was a text message: "Happy Valentine's Day."

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