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Chapter 75 Ji Chengchen is crazy

"Who told you to use the knife? What are you doing here! What on earth are you...!" Ji Chengzhuo's expression was almost unnaturally suppressing his anger.

While holding his breath, there was only the sound of his tense breathing. After washing with clean water, the wound was not deep, but the white flesh was exposed and looked a little painful in his fingertips.

Ji Chengzhuo's eyes tightened almost instantly, and the wound pierced his eyes deeply.

He gritted his teeth tremblingly: "Meng Shuqiao! Have you ever thought about me..."

His chest rose and fell violently, and he asked straightforwardly, shaking his shoulders: "Jojo..."

Meng Shuqiao bit her lip, the man's fierce look almost frightened him, and she looked at him with red eyes.

The whole person was buried in the hard chest, he asked me pitifully if I didn't mean it, I'm sorry...I was wrong baby..."

"Fierce..." Meng Shuqiao's eyes flickered, his ears buzzed, and he groaned slightly hesitantly. He couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.

Imprisoned in the man's chest: "It's so scary."

"I, I..." Ji Chengzhuo couldn't argue, he took his little hand and patted his face.

Meng Shuqiao became even more frightened, clenched her little hands into fists and refused to hit him. "

"It hurts your hands, doesn't it? Qiao Qiao, I didn't mean to hurt you, stop shouting, I..." He wiped Meng Shuqiao's hands with a tissue,

When I came over, I was regretful and anxious, and I didn't know where to start.

He held his wrist tightly, fearing that this person would disappear completely if he let go, he was terrified, there was resentment in his hesitant eyes, he looked at him with red eyes, and all the words that wanted to be angry were choked in his throat Li, completely speechless.

After a stalemate for a long time, he frowned and asked, "What are you doing in the kitchen? You're still holding a knife. Are you going to scare me to death?"

When I think of this knife, I think of red blood.

Seeing the way he was holding it, Ji Chengzhuo's heart almost jumped out. The red color of that vat was vivid in his mind, almost like a worn-out model of the time, crazily circulating in his mind.

Ji Chengchen touched his wrist subconsciously. There was already a long scar on that place, but it was covered up by the chain watch he gave.

Meng Shuqiao stood there and looked at him foolishly, and only when she was taken out did she slowly talk about cooking..."

"You want to wake me up when you wake up, you know? And now." He stopped talking, only then did he see that the old pendulum clock in the living room had reached noon.

He cursed secretly: "Damn it!"

How did I sleep until this hour?I really laughed at myself.

It's already this time, and I usually have lunch.

He doesn't want ZS, he wants to eat...he wants to cook.

Thinking of this, Ji Chengchen relaxed, and smirked inexplicably: "Why didn't you wake me up, really, my hand hurts, it scared you, I'm sorry baby, blow it up."

Meng Shuqiao: "..."

He felt that brother Cheng Chen almost cried while holding him just now, and now he laughed inexplicably, it was so scary, and he retreated two steps symbolically: "It doesn't hurt."

"If it doesn't hurt, I'll blow it to you too, okay? I forgot in a hurry, I blamed me for sleeping so deeply, holding you at ease, sleeping comfortably..."

After finishing everything yesterday, he took advantage of Meng Shuqiao's sleep and secretly kissed her for a long time. It was already late at night when he fell asleep, so he didn't need to get up early and sleep late.

Mrs. Liu's son got married and took a two-week leave to go home. He hasn't eaten yet at this time today.

"You want to cook? Are you hungry?"

After Ji Chengchen finished speaking, he felt as if he was talking nonsense, and wanted to sew his mouth shut.

Meng Shuqiao stood in front of him, before she could nod her head, she heard his stomach rumbling. Omega blushed and lowered her head, and said softly, "I'm... hungry."

He just wanted to get some food to fill his stomach. He hadn't cooked for a long time, and everything was a bit rusty, but fortunately, he had already filled the refrigerator before Mrs. Liu left. There were a lot of ingredients, unlike what he used to do in the old house. None, even if you eat a chicken leg, you have to let it go.

The clock was ticking, and the bone soup in the kitchen was still bubbling.

Ji Chengzhuo's Adam's apple twitched, and he breathed a sigh of relief, which scared me to death. "

"The baby is hungry and has to eat... I don't know where to put the milk..." He wanted to drink milk to fill his stomach, but he didn't know where to find it.

He hadn't visited the entire Huanya Garden house seriously. When he woke up, he ate and looked up at the sky. In Meng Shuqiao's impression, only piglets were raised like this, and they slept only when they ate.

Then today, this little pig was hungry, but he couldn't eat, so he was a little angry.

Ji Chengchen calmed down, and then he came to his senses, and quickly wanted to find someone to bring it to the phone: "Wait, I'll let Lin Feng deliver it, what do you want to eat?"

"I made pork rib soup..." Meng Shuqiao stared at the bubbling pot in the kitchen and wanted to go in and turn off the fire.

Before he could walk two steps away, Ji Chengzhuo grabbed his wrist and refused to let him in: "Forget it, I'll do it."

Meng Shuqiao: "Huh?"

He didn't know that Brother Cheng Chen could cook?

There was a knife in the kitchen. Ji Chengchen seemed to be suffering from ptsd. He was not allowed to enter the kitchen. He planned to find a locksmith to come over and lock the kitchen later, and put a label on it to prevent Meng Shuqiao from entering.

"You wait here, go to the sofa and do it for a while, it will be ready soon." He directly hugged the man to the sofa, and the TV turned on the cartoon he hadn't finished watching yesterday: "Watch this, prenatal education."

Meng Shuqiao: "..."

He was a little flustered, he just woke up with a bit of inexplicable laziness, and looked strangely at a loss, shut himself in the kitchen, searched for his mobile phone for a long time, first turned off the hot pot, and silently ordered takeaway.

"Brother Cheng Chen..." Meng Shuqiao saw him not moving for a long time, and walked over slowly.

"You go back and sit down, I'll do it, I will, you go watch TV."

Meng Shuqiao froze, her mouth puffed up, she felt strange standing at the door of the kitchen and being locked out, so he had no choice but to point to the cutting board: "We need to put vinegar in the soup..."

"Why put vinegar?"

"...I want to let it go." He wanted to eat something sour, and his stomach felt uncomfortable when he was hungry.

Ji Chengzhuo agreed again and again, and then he was hugged directly to the sofa and warned him not to come down again.

Meng Shuqiao was always intimidating, he would be obedient if he said a few words casually, and nodded to show that he would be very good.

The kitchen was very tidy. Early in the morning, he wanted to make something, but it was very tidy. The pork rib soup was almost stewed, and the aroma was overflowing.

There are also some chopped green onions and ginger slices on the chopping board, I don't know what they are for.

Ji Chengzhuo searched around, and opened the refrigerator, which was full of things, including vegetables, fruits and meat.The refrigerator at home has four doors.Almost everything you can buy in a supermarket is here.

It's just that he was born as a young master, and he has never cooked before. His views on cooking skills are nothing more than heating up meals.As for original cooking...

Not yet.

Ji Chengchen covered his mouth and stood in front of the refrigerator, helpless. He directly called Lin Feng and brought me some food, something lighter, with vinegar in everything. "

"Mr. Ji, yesterday you said you were on vacation..."

"What's the holiday, when I fart, come here."

Lin Feng: "..." It's really open all year round, right?

Yesterday, some of the partners' projects were almost completed. Ji Chengchen planned to stay with Meng Shuqiao at home, so he had a day off in the company.

But it was obvious that Secretary Lin was going to get up and go shopping now.

Lin Feng's tone was very unwilling to come, he could only silently say that he was unlucky to have such a boss at the stall: "President Ji, did you encounter any difficulties...May I find a cook to send it to you?"

"The ones that are more reliable, the ones that cook better, and I ask you this...how do you start the fire?"

Lin Feng: "?"

Ji Chengzhuo was standing in front of the gas. After he turned off the gas just now, he couldn't turn it on no matter what.

Lin Feng: "Don't screw it around, the gas will be poisoned in a while, and you have to press it to open it. If it doesn't work, you can ask Mr. Xiaomeng..."

"..." Ji Chengzhuo was speechless.

He glanced outside, Meng Shuqiao was dangling his legs on the sofa, occasionally looked inside worriedly, and forgot to bandage his hands.

He found two eggs from the refrigerator and put them in the microwave. For a while, he didn't know what to eat quickly. The green vegetables were too bitter. Could the yogurt be too cold?Tsk... There are also various small desserts that I bought a few days ago, and they should not be fresh.

Don't look at Mr. Ji who is calling the shots in the company, but is actually an extremely idiot in life, and even has zero experience.

He just dug out the Band-Aid and disinfectant water from the storage room on his front foot and rushed to Meng Shuqiao to apply the medicine.

"Blowing, it doesn't hurt..." He exhaled, and when he came closer, he hadn't waited for his next coaxing words to come out.

The next second there was a bang in the kitchen, and the microwave exploded.

Meng Shuqiao was taken aback again: "Fried, exploded!?"

"Damn... wait for me to take a look." Ji Chengchen entered the kitchen suspiciously.

What was waiting for him was the whole egg bombing scene. It should be considered common sense that raw eggs cannot be put into the microwave oven, but Ji Chengzhuo just forgot.Egg flowers are flying all over the sky, even on the ceiling.

Meng Shuqiao was a little scared. Taking advantage of Ji Chengzhuo's time to call the cleaning company, he quickly used the landline in the living room to dial the hospital number.

The maid's lazy voice answered impatiently after two beeps: "Hey, what's the matter, Young Master Ji?"

"Duan...Sister Duan..." He gently looked at the fidgety man who was washing his hair at the kitchen door in the distance, a little frightened.

"Qiao Qiao? What's the matter, why are you calling me? What happened? Ji Chengzhuo is dead!?"

"No...don't talk nonsense, the house exploded."

"Brother Cheng Chen is so strange. He was crying and laughing, and now... he is swearing so fiercely. What should I do... Do I need an injection?"...? Duan Sihua wondered that he had heard it wrong, and it took him a long time to reply: "Ah?" ? "

The author has something to say

A real man: bravely cry and laugh in front of his wife

Qiao Qiao's Diary: Brother Cheng Chen is mentally ill, and I may need to take care of him in the future.

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