Physical persuasion, scientific transcendence [unlimited]

Months flew by.

[Horror Live] The turmoil caused by the APP has passed, and after a series of finishing work, Fenghai City has also regained its former calm.

The temporary working group set up for cracking down on the [Thriller Live Broadcast], those staff members who were transferred also returned to their original positions after the task was completed.

It was finally a day without overtime work. At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the staff in the office building packed their things and came out of the office one after another.

When standing in the elevator and going downstairs, Zha Cha pressed the button of the underground garage on the first floor of the elevator as a matter of course, and then saw that Wen Youning came over and pressed the button on the first floor.

Chacha reacted quickly, and when he saw this, he let out a soft "huh", "Didn't you drive here today, then do you want me to pick you up later?"

Wen Youning smiled and shook his head, "No need."

In the mirror in the elevator, there was a gentle smile on his face. Wen Youning paused for a moment before continuing to casually say: "Sui Jiming is outside. He said he would come pick me up today."

Chacha gave a clear "Oh", "That's all right."

As soon as the voice fell, Chacha suddenly realized that something was wrong—he came here to pick up and drop off work, is this for going on a date after get off work?There is a situation!

Good guy!The previous [Thriller Live] was here to stir up wind and rain, causing chaos in the entire Fenghai City, but it fell on that guy Sui Jiming, which was convenient for him...

The elevator stopped on the first floor, Wen Youning and Zha Cha nodded, and walked out by themselves.

Because a pass is required to enter and exit the gate of Fenghai Municipal Government, Sui Jiming simply drove and waited outside.

Only when he saw Wen Youning approaching from a distance, he got out of the car and waved happily towards him.

After Wen Youning approached, Sui Jiming opened the co-pilot's door for him. After watching him get in, he walked back to his driver's seat, started the car, and said casually: "I cook at home. I have porridge, there is not much in the refrigerator, when we go back, let's stop by and buy some fruits and vegetables from the supermarket!"

Wen Youning blinked her eyes and nodded directly, "Okay..."

It happened to be the time when many people got off work, and there were not too many people in the supermarket, but because it was a working day, and it was not yet the fixed discount time every night, the flow of people would not be too crowded.

Several months of living together was enough for Wen Youning and Sui Jiming to remember each other's tastes and habits.

Wen Youning put some of Sui Jiming's favorite fruits into the supermarket trolley, and Sui Jiming on the other side was very smooth, so he directly packed these fruits into bags and weighed them, and brought them back after the price tags were attached. , and then took the trolley from Wen Youning's hand...

After the two returned home and opened the door, Wen Youning suddenly and unexpectedly discovered that the environment at home seemed to have undergone some slight changes.

The room, which was supposed to be clean and tidy, seemed to have gone through a big cleaning again, making it even more tidy and warm.

The nuts that were stacked randomly on the coffee table were all put into their respective jars and stacked up and down neatly. On the top of the coffee table, there was an extra white porcelain vase with several flowers in it, rose red There are even crystal drops of water on the petals.

Wen Youning quickly looked away, and together with Sui Jiming, they carried all the ingredients and some daily necessities that they had just purchased from the supermarket into the kitchen.Then carry out simple classification storage or processing.

The porridge in the pot should have been cooked, and the power indicator light has jumped to the "keep warm" state.

Sui Jiming picked up a few tender bamboo shoots that Wen Youning liked and cleaned them again with clean water. He turned around and put them on the cutting board to slice them, while urging Wen Youning in a gentle voice: "The vegetables will be fried in a few minutes. Fruit tea, if you want to drink, pour some yourself."

Wen Youning gave a soft "um", but his footsteps did not move. He directly hugged Sui Jiming's waist from behind, turned his head slightly, and put his body against his back, listening to him from the back. Watching the other party's heartbeat suddenly speed up.

Sui Jiming was pressing the tender bamboo shoots with one hand and holding the kitchen knife with the other. He stopped right there, his Adam's apple trembled slightly, and then he said in a low voice, "Brother Ning Ning, don't make trouble in the kitchen. You were on the road just now, didn't you?" He also said that he was a little hungry at night."

"No..." Wen Youning leaned against him motionless, thought for a while, and said calmly with a smile: "Well, I feel better, I'm not hungry anymore."

As he got closer, the steaming smoke in the whole kitchen seemed to instantly become viscous and sweet.

Sui Jiming stood where he was, paused to stabilize his mind, and finally continued to cut up the spring bamboo shoots on the chopping board with his own perseverance.

Wen Youning poked his head over Sui Jiming's shoulder, looked at his skillful and neat knife work, just put his chin on his shoulder, and didn't say anything else.

After a while, when Sui Jiming prepared all the ingredients for frying tender bamboo shoots and was about to start the fire, Sui Jiming gave another pause.

He put the ingredients waiting to be put into the pot, reached out and patted the back of Wen Youning's hand on his waist with the palm that still had the fresh aroma of young bamboo shoots, and said in a low voice: "Put your hands back first, and put them in the frying pan later." Exploding scallions may accidentally burn you."

Wen Youning let out a soft "huh", feeling playful, not only did not move, but hugged Sui Jiming's waist more intimately.

Sui Jiming had nothing to do with him, he could only smile and sigh, dragged the person lying on him to the side, took the apron, and tied it directly on Wen Youning's wrist around his waist , just covered those slender hands directly under the apron and surrounded them tightly.

Feeling the fabric of the waterproof apron covering the back of the hand, Wen Youning couldn't help moving his fingers lightly, and couldn't help laughing: "It's also a way."

Feeling the movement of those slender and beautiful fingers opening his waist, Sui Jiming's waist stiffened for a moment.

He directly stretched out his hand through the apron and pressed those hands a little heavily, his voice became strangely low, and he asked softly, "Do you want to eat again, huh?"

Faintly hearing the dangerous emotions suppressed in these words, Wen Youning smiled softly, and finally stopped arguing with him, but quietly stood there with his arms around him.

Sui Jiming didn't know whether he was silently relieved, or slightly disappointed that the other party was no longer presumptuous, or even a little indescribably annoyed...

After all, stir-frying can be done anytime.But for some things, it may not be so easy to reproduce the same scene and atmosphere after missing it once...

On the back was Wen Youning, a humanoid pendant who didn't speak but had a strong sense of presence. Sui Jiming had gone through untold hardships, and finally finished the two dishes with great perseverance.

It was only then that Wen Youning finally let go of him, turned around and brought all the loaded dishes to the dining table.

Sui Jiming uncovered the pot of boiled millet pumpkin porridge that was soft and glutinous with a hint of sweetness. Those pumpkin slices had already been boiled and turned into a warm orange translucent texture that was finely divided. It blends with the soft millet porridge of the same color.

After dinner, Wen Youning stopped studying the small changes in the house for the time being. The porridge just came out of the pot was still slightly hot.

When Sui Jiming was picking up vegetables for Wen Youning, he saw the corners of his lips, which were wet when he slowly sipped the porridge, slightly opened due to the heat, and his heartbeat suddenly went out of order for a moment.

The chopsticks in Sui Jiming's hands were lightly pressed into the bowl, motionless, his body couldn't help approaching and leaning forward, approaching the moist lips cautiously and intimately.

Because of his approach, the chopsticks in Wen Youning's hand also stopped hanging directly on the plate, and a piece of tender bamboo shoots that had just been picked up fell back onto the plate along the tip of the chopsticks due to the slight looseness between his fingers, sending out a sound. A very slight movement.

No one cared about the delicacy on the plate anymore. In the mist filled with the sweetness of pumpkin porridge, the two exchanged a light kiss silently.