person oxidized by love

Zhou Keyun seemed unable to bear such traffic, he pulled over the car and unbuttoned his shirt in silence.

The air conditioner was cool, but it still felt stuffy.

Ji Xing recalled that Zhou Keyun stood on the edge of his seat on that sultry summer afternoon in the first year of high school, and his mood should be very similar to now.

"Did I make you unhappy?" Zhou Keyun asked him, looking ahead.

Ji Xing lowered his eyes and remained silent, making the last useless struggle.

"I made you unhappy." Zhou Keyun repeated, with a very firm tone.

"I'm sorry." Ji Xinghui said lightly.

Zhou Keyun reached out his hand and pinched Ji Xinghui's face tenderly, his expression was not good-looking.

Ji Xinghui's eyelashes trembled, and he felt like the kind of person standing in front of the gallows, waiting for the rope to wrap around his neck.

Zhou Keyun must have found him troublesome and ignorant.

Zhou Keyun sighed: "It's me who should say sorry."

He reached out and pinched Ji Xinghui's face: "I'm sorry, don't be unhappy."

Ji Xinghui looked at him in surprise, as if he had sunk his head into a ball of soft cotton.

Zhou Keyun said sincerely: "I'm sorry, because of work, I will be very arbitrary some of the time. If this makes you unhappy, I hope you can tell me."

Ji Xing pursed his lower lip. He looked at Zhou Keyun's handsome eyebrows, with a sour taste on the tip of his nose, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm too hypocritical. I don't want you to think I'm troublesome, but I can't accept such preciousness. one's gift."

Ji Xinghui always felt that he might never be able to repay the favor that Zhou Keyun gave him.

"Let's not talk about it, shall we?" Zhou Keyun held his face in his hands, and his tone was very gentle.

When he was in high school, Ji Xinghui still had cheek flesh on his face, which looked soft.Now that he has grown up, he is more beautiful and handsome, but all the flesh that looks easy to pinch has disappeared.

Ji Xing nodded back, frowning slightly, his expression full of apology.

"If you want to make it up to me, make some soup for me tonight." Zhou Keyun touched his brows with his fingertips, then leaned over and kissed Ji Xinghui's forehead lightly.

Ji Xing blushed and his ears were red. He took a breath and finally felt relieved: "Then let's go shopping first."

They went directly to a nearby large supermarket. Zhou Keyun pushed the shopping cart, and the two walked in side by side.

"What kind of soup do you want?" Ji Xing asked him back.

"I love to drink whatever you make." Zhou Keyun said very flatly, something that would look nasty on others.

Ji Xinghui thought for a while: "Then why don't you buy two yellow-bone fish and make fish soup?"

Zhou Keyun nodded, and asked again: "What else do you want to eat tonight?"

This kind of remark is too homely, and it would seem a little strange for someone like Zhou Keyun to say it in suits and leather shoes, but it makes Ji Xinghui feel very precious.

So he said, "Everything you cook is delicious."

Zhou Keyun looked very happy, his dimples showed a slight trace.

Yellow bone fish is very cheap, 20 yuan to buy three.There are onions, ginger, and garlic at home, and Ji Xinghui bought two more tomatoes and some pickles, and I will put them into the soup later.

Zhou Keyun bought the other dishes. They pushed the cart and walked out of the fresh food area. Zhou Keyun reached out and pulled Ji Xinghui's wrist: "Want to buy some snacks?"

Ji Xinghui blinked his eyes, he was not really keen on snacks, but he didn't want to reject Zhou Keyun's kindness, so he smiled: "Okay, let's buy some junk food."

The snack area took up a large part of the supermarket, and Ji Xinghui didn't know what to buy, so he took a few packs of puffed food at random, and he turned to Zhou Keyun with the snacks in his arms.

Zhou Keyun took a pack of Mochi Tang from the shelf beside him and put it into the shopping cart. He and Ji Xinghui met their eyes and asked gently, "Have you got it?"

Ji Xing nodded back, glanced at the bag of crispy candies, and quickly looked away.

When he got home, he started preparing dinner. Ji Xinghui rubbed the yellow-bone fish with salt to remove the layer of mucus on the surface of the fish, otherwise the soup would be bitter.

Zhou Keyun stood aside and chopped onions, and the two of them did not interfere with each other.

Zhou Keyun said to make beef and mushroom towers. The meat is made of wagyu beef, with minced onion, minced garlic, and thyme for freshness. The seasoning is only salt and pepper.While mixing the minced meat, he glanced back at Ji Xing, hesitated for a moment and then said, "How about we go to see Lexus next week?"

Ji Xing rubbed Yu's hand back, and he sighed: "Mr. Zhou, do you really want to buy me a car?"

He pouted indistinctly, and his tone was drawn out, sounding like he was being coquettish.

Zhou Keyun gave a "hmm" and said objectively: "Having a car is much more convenient. Don't you like having a driver pick you up?"

Ji Xing turned on the faucet and cleaned the fish very carefully. His state and tone are relatively relaxed now: "I am a worker, and I let the driver pick me up. The scene is so big, what will my colleagues think? And, 40 Wan may be insignificant to you, but it is really too much to me."

Zhou Keyun frowned slightly: "Well, I really didn't do it properly today, I should ask you first."

Ji Xinghui put the fish into the basin, added cooking wine, salt and ginger for a simple marinade.

"But thanks anyway." Ji Xing replied.

"I know you're doing it for my own good. I'm not that ignorant." Ji Xinghui stared at the fish and said slowly, "I lost my composure in the car, sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Keyun nodded. He put the mixed minced meat aside and started to process the white mushroom. After removing the stem, he used a knife to trim and expand the edge so that more meat could be stuffed in.

Zhou Keyun is very meticulous in his work, and every white mushroom is trimmed beautifully.

"We're already married." Zhou Keyun's expression was very serious, "You don't have to be so restrained, and you don't have to think so much."

Ji Xinghui felt his nose sore again, he lowered his head to peel the tomato with hot water, and said softly, "I see."

Ji Xing recalled that Tang Cheng said that he lived too restrictively and always had to stretch himself, that's why he was so tired.He is even more so with Zhou Keyun, always worrying too much, and often covering up with duplicity.

But this is not something Ji Xinghui can control, Zhou Keyun is a special case in his life.

Ji Xinghui turned on the gas stove, poured oil into the pan, dried the yellow-bone fish with kitchen paper, fried it on both sides, then added ginger and green onion and sautéed until fragrant.Add hot water directly to the soup, and the fish soup will be beautiful milky white.

Zhou Keyun is very serious and sincere, even if he has no real feelings, he is impeccable as a spouse.

Occasionally, Ji Xinghui would really like to forget about Yi Jin. Without Yi Jin's special barrier, they should be able to get along better.

Ji Xing put the lid back on the pot and let out a breath.

Zhou Keyun took a flat iron pan, brushed the bottom with oil, neatly placed the white mushroom tower stuffed with meat, and put it in the oven to bake at 180 degrees for 8 minutes.

The smell of all kinds of food is mixed in the kitchen, and the cooking table is a bit messy, which looks very homely.

Ji Xing opened the lid of the pot and added tomatoes, and the aroma rushed out.

Zhou Keyun came over, approached Ji Xinghui from behind, hugged him vaguely, and smiled lightly: "You are so virtuous, my wife."

Ji Xinghui was cutting pickles, his hands were dirty, so he nudged him lightly: "Don't make trouble."

"Don't be angry with me." Zhou Keyun rested his chin on Ji Xinghui's shoulder.

"I have a good temper." Ji Xing smiled back and kept moving his hands.

"You can have a bad temper with me." Zhou Keyun said seriously.

Ji Xinghui still lowered his head, he said with some emotion, "Thank you."

Zhou Keyun kissed him on the cheek, and said patiently: "Xinghui, I know you worked hard before, but it's different now."

Ji Xing nodded slightly, he didn't know how to respond to Zhou Keyun's kindness, his heart swelled badly.

The oven dinged, and Zhou Keyun let go of him gently. After taking out the pot, he sprinkled a lot of grated cheese on the mushroom tower, and the sweet fragrance diffused lightly.

Zhou Keyun put the pot back into the oven for 5 minutes.Ji Xinghui on the other side opened the lid of the pot again and put the pickles into the pot.

Zhou Keyun took out the casserole from the cupboard and put it on the stove.The casserole was brought back by Ji Xinghui. It has been used for many years and looks a little old.

Ji Xinghui put the fish soup into the casserole and continued to simmer. There was a little bit left in the pot, so he asked Zhou Keyun, "Do you want to drink it first?"

Zhou Keyun took the bowl and said "OK" seriously.

The fish soup was milky white and fragrant. Zhou Keyun was holding the bowl, and before he could drink it, an uninvited guest rushed in.

The cihuamao had already finished patrolling the new home. It probably found the kitchen following the scent, and moved to Ji Xinghui's feet and "meowed" several times.

Ji Xinghui was cutting the broccoli for frying later, he looked down at the raccoon cat, and said with a smile, "You want to eat it too?"

Zhou Keyun took a sip from the bowl, glanced at the cat, and drank the rest of the soup.

"I don't want to drink it for you." Zhou Keyun said childish words in a very serious tone.

Ji Xing smiled back: "It won't snatch it from you."

Zhou Keyun put down the bowl, and took the kitchen knife from Ji Xinghui naturally: "Let me cut it, you sit down."

Ji Xinghui accepted Zhou Keyun's thoughtfulness, and he sat on the chair next to the island stage, talking to Lihuamao.

"I'll let the artificial intelligence give you a name."

Ji Xing recalled Siri, and said, "Give me a name for my cat."

The "artificial intelligence" asked three questions, and Ji Xing answered them one by one. Siri's mechanical voice came out, which attracted Zhou Keyun to look at it curiously.

"The last question is very important. Do you think it cares about you? One, of course it does; two, it doesn't; three, I'm suddenly not sure."

Ji Xing fell silent for a while before answering: "The second one."

Zhou Keyun put down the kitchen knife, turned to look at him, and frowned slightly.

"All things considered, I think it should be called, Party A." Siri ran away after speaking, and the only sound left in the kitchen was the sound of cooking.

"Party A?" Ji Xinghui smiled helplessly, "It's a bit outrageous."

"Because you answered wrong." Zhou Keyun looked at him. "The last question should be the first one. Of course it cares about you."

Ji Xing was stunned for a moment, why did he choose "don't care" just now?Is it because today is the first day for the raccoon cat to be adopted?Or did he unconsciously empathize with Zhou Keyun?

Ji Xinghui couldn't answer, so he could only smile awkwardly: "I chose it randomly."

Zhou Keyun continued to cut broccoli, his back was very straight, just looking at his back made people think he was handsome and reliable.

"We will choose the first one in the future, we all care about you." Zhou Keyun said very solemnly.