Zhou Keyun may have taught himself a course called a deadpan face that can make your heart beat faster. Ji Xinghui couldn't help but press his chest. In order to hide this unnaturalness, he said: "You open the takeaway software, search for The cake will be ready."

Zhou Keyun unlocked the phone obediently and swiped twice: "I don't have a delivery app."

Ji Xinghui was cutting garlic and couldn't spare his hand, so he said, "Use my phone, the password is four zeros."

Zhou Keyun picked up Ji Xinghui's mobile phone from the island stage. His mobile phone was also a few years ago, with the simplest transparent case and the default screen saver.

Ji Xinghui's mobile phone software is very small, and Zhou Keyun can easily find the one he needs.

Zhou Keyun looked at it for a while, chose a creamy hazelnut cake, and then handed the phone to Ji Xinghui: "Is this okay?"

The four-inch small cake is worth 599. Ji Xinghui subconsciously complained that there was about 80% of the IQ tax in the price, but he was happy to be taken advantage of today: "You can pay directly, the password is 125125."

Zhou Keyun frowned: "Why did you set the password so easily?"

"Not many people know about my birthday." Ji Xing shrugged back, "And Kari doesn't have much money."

Zhou Keyun paid with Ji Xinghui's mobile phone, and then said, "I'll transfer the money to you."

"No need, why are we so clear?" Ji Xinghui's tone was light.

Zhou Keyun leaned over, held Ji Xinghui's wrist holding the kitchen knife from behind, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, wife."

Ji Xinghui didn't know what kind of nerves Zhou Keyun was having again, he blushed a little: "Don't make trouble for me."

Zhou Keyun hugged him vaguely for a few seconds, and then reluctantly let go.

"Okay, I'm cooking a dish now, and I'll eat later." Zhou Keyun said.

Ji Xing nodded back, feeling his heart beating a little faster.

The named raccoon cat slipped past the two people's feet, its long tail touched the ankle, causing a light itch.

Because I ordered the cake, I didn't prepare any more dishes at night, yellow bone fish soup, beef mushroom tower, and a plate of garlic broccoli.

Ji Xing returned to eating very little rice, and was not satisfied with a bowl of rice every time. Zhou Keyun handed him the rice bowl: "Do you not like rice?"

Ji Xing shook his head back: "I just eat less, and the noodles are the same."

Zhou Keyun pursed his lips, looked at him and said, "Then eat more."

The two ate face to face and chatted a little about the recent changes in the exchange rate.

In fact, the two of them have a lot in common. The majors in the universities are similar, and there are many intersections in the work.

When talking about these matters, Zhou Keyun talked more than usual. Ji Xinghui felt that Zhou Keyun was really suitable to be a decision maker. He spoke with clear logic, clear views, and his tone was not warm but convincing.

Ji Xinghui liked to listen to Zhou Keyun's words. He smiled and said: "Our bank always invites people to give lectures or trainings. The appearance fee is tens of thousands. Am I considered a successful prostitute?"

Zhou Keyun looked at him helplessly: "We're just chatting."

Ji Xing smiled back and lowered his head to pick up the food.

Zhou Keyun stared at him, and added slowly: "Of course, it's not wrong to say whoring for nothing."

Ji Xing understood Zhou Keyun's meaning in a few seconds, he blushed a little, and scolded Zhou Keyun in his heart, this person appeared to be ascetic and cold as hell, but he was actually a beast in clothes, after all, he became more and more shameless as he got older.

Zhou Keyun's expression remained unchanged, and a smile was hidden in his eyes.

Ji Xing turned back to eat food, not wanting to talk to him.

The mobile phone on the table rang. It was an unfamiliar number. Ji Xing answered and said very officially, "Hello."

The caller was from the cake delivery man, and his voice sounded very young.

Zhou Keyun stood up and said naturally, "I'll get it."

It happened that the two of them had also finished eating, so Ji Xing got up and cleared the table.

The packaging of the cake is very delicate, and the candles that come with it are champagne-colored, slender and long.

Zhou Keyun put the cake on the coffee table, and the living room was covered with a thick carpet. Ji Xinghui caught the raccoon cat and sat cross-legged on the carpet: "Come on, the protagonist wants to accompany us to light candles."

The cihuamao let out a "meow" reluctantly, and Ji Xinghui stretched out his hand to scratch its chin, submissive to its master.

Zhou Keyun asked him, "Is there a lighter?"

Ji Xinghui took out a very ordinary plastic lighter from his pocket and handed it to him, with the hotel's phone number printed on it, Zhou Keyun frowned: "You use this lighter to accompany clients?"

Ji Xing blinked back, and said nonchalantly, "I accompany clients and I don't smoke."

Zhou Keyun unwrapped the cake box: "I have a few here, and I don't need them, just pick the one you like."

"Bring it to the leader to light a cigarette?" Ji Xing tilted his head back.

Zhou Keyun pursed his lips, and said after a while: "Take self-defense. When you are in danger, hold a lighter in your hand. It will hurt more when you hit someone."

Ji Xing blinked his eyes twice, and suppressed a smile: "Zhou Keyun, you are really not suitable for telling cold jokes."

"I'll bring it to you later." Zhou Keyun said.

Ji Xing petted the cat, but didn't agree directly: "Let's eat the cake first."

They only took a candle and put it on the cake. The sudden fire light scared the protagonist cat away. The cihua cat has not yet adapted to its new name, so it refuses to come back no matter how it is called. Ji Xing smiled back: "What should I do?" , Scared the children away."

"It didn't belong to it." Zhou Keyun leaned over and lit the candle.

The two of them didn't speak any more, the air between them was quiet, suddenly a little awkward.

After the candle burned for a short period of time, Ji Xinghui tapped the table with his fingertips: "I should sing a birthday song."

"The cats are not here," Zhou Keyun said.

"If you want to sing, you sing." Zhou Keyun added, his tone seemed to be playing tricks.

Ji Xing leaned back and said, "I won't sing either, you can blow out the candles."

Just as Zhou Keyun wanted to refuse, Ji Xinghui lowered his eyes and said, "I have something for you."

Zhou Keyun raised his eyebrows: "A gift?"

Ji Xing didn't look back at him: "You'll know when you blow out the candles."

Zhou Keyun leaned over and blew out the candle very seriously, and a faint white smoke rose up.

Ji Xinghui stood up, speaking a little fast: "I'll go get it."

Zhou Keyun looked at him seriously, and Ji Xinghui felt a little nervous with such expectant eyes.

Ji Xing went upstairs to the study and took out the tie box he bought earlier. Although it had only been two weeks, Ji Xing felt so strange.

He is slowly getting used to living with Zhou Keyun, but there are some things, like this expensive tie, that he may never be able to adapt to.

After Zhou Keyun got the box, his expression was a little surprised: "You bought it for me?"

Ji Xinghui tried his best to look natural, he nodded: "I don't know what you like, so I bought the one with a calmer color."

Zhou Keyun opened it carefully, and there was a dark blue twill tie inside.

Ji Xinghui observed Zhou Keyun's expression, and unconsciously stroked his neck.

Zhou Keyun reached out his hand to touch the tie. He lowered his eyes and formed a gentle arc: "Thank you, it looks very good."

Ji Xinghui breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't find a reason for giving away the tie, and he was glad that Zhou Keyun didn't ask him why either.

At this moment, they are really like a pair of ordinary couples, who will give gifts to their lovers on a whim.

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