Uncle, let me give you a hug

Ji Huai finished the test easily the next day as usual, and after the test, he didn't care about the test scores.When he got home, he didn't see Jiang Zimo, so he ate by himself first.

After eating, he sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while, and Jiang Zimo didn't come back until nearly ten o'clock.The autumn night was cold, Jiang Zimo came back from the outside, his face was even paler, and his brows were cold.

But when he saw Ji Huai, the coldness gradually dissipated, and his brows softened a lot.

"Uncle Mo."

Jiang Zimo took off his coat, put it on the back of the chair, then walked to him and sat down, "Did you finish your meal?"

"Well, has Uncle Mo eaten?"

"not yet."

"Then." Jiang Zimo doesn't like people to stay in his territory. The aunt he hired is very knowledgeable and will leave after cooking, so the pots and stoves in the kitchen are cold at the moment. Ji Huai asked tentatively: "How about , shall I give you the next noodle?"

"Oh?" Jiang Zimo raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Ji Huai put on his slippers with a smile and ran to the kitchen.The ingredients are all ready-made, and the refrigerator is full of vegetables and meat, but Ji Huai only has noodles. In his previous life, he always fooled himself every time he ate, so he only served noodles with vegetables.

His level is to throw a few vegetable leaves into the pot after the noodles are put into the pot.After living alone in his last life, he has eaten like this a few times, and this is the first time he has cooked it for others.This time he used some dim sum and stood in front of the pot to watch in case the noodles were overcooked.

It’s okay, it’s okay, the final noodles are fine in appearance at least.

After Jiang Zimo sat down, he looked at it twice before moving his chopsticks, but he didn't move a few mouthfuls before stopping.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Jiang Zimo nodded, and said ruthlessly, "It's not delicious."

Ji Huai was frustrated and drooped his head.The smile on the corner of Jiang Zimo's mouth couldn't be suppressed, and he raised it upwards.

"The exam is over, are you going to move back?"

"Ah, I'm next door, it's not far away, so it's better not to move."

Jiang Zimo looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, his deep and dark eyes contained a slight smile, Ji Huai avoided his gaze for a while, and turned back again uncontrollably.

The smiling Uncle Mo is really very, very good-looking.

"Then, let's move." Ji Huai nodded spinelessly under such gaze.

Jiang Zimo chuckled, and Ji Huai's face turned red with embarrassment.He himself felt that he nodded too quickly, as if impatient.

"Come here and let me give you a hug." Jiang Zimo said with a smile.

Ji Huai pursed his lower lip, his slender eyelashes trembled, and walked to Jiang Zimo's side.Jiang Zimo took him into his arms, and the youthful and clean breath rushed towards his face.

Jiang Zimo sat on the man on his lap, pressed Ji Huai's head with his big hand, and kissed him.The boy's lips were so soft that he opened his mouth with a slight pry.

Jiang Zimo opened his eyes and looked at the redness on Ji Huai's face and his tightly closed eyes, the smile in his eyes extended to the corner of his eyes.Ji Huai didn't see it with his eyes closed, so he didn't know how gentle and handsome Jiang Zimo was at this moment. The warmth at the corners of his eyes and brows was like the warm sun in the winter in the afternoon, the first spring grass waking up in spring.

Jiang Zimo, who had been lonely for so many years, smiled sincerely for the first time.

Because of the boy in his arms.

Because of the temperature of being close to him.

Let his hands, feet, and even his heart gradually warm up.

After the kiss was over, Ji Huai lowered his head and leaned against Jiang Zimo's shoulder to breathe lightly. The heat on his face hadn't dissipated, so he didn't look up.

Jiang Zimo hugged the person and asked in a low voice, "Ji Xiaohuai, when is your birthday?"

"Huh? It will be in April next year. Grandma picked me up in spring. I was already five or six months old, but grandma said that spring has a good meaning, and my birthday will be in spring."

"So, your real birthday is in November and February."

"Yeah." Ji Huai nodded.

"Then let's change the birthdays back from now on. We will be in November. No, there are no good days in November. Then December, December 22, 24, 25, let's say 24, and the future birthdays will be on October 24." February [-], which happens to be Christmas Eve."

"Why change your birthday?" Ji Huai raised his head and looked at him strangely.

"It's not changing your birthday, it's going back to your original birthday."

"But mine wasn't December 24?"

"You are, from now on you are."

Ji Huai was confused and didn't understand what Uncle Mo meant, but Uncle Mo didn't explain to him.When it was time to go to bed at night, Ji Huai couldn't help it. Uncle Mo had already closed his eyes, and he was still so curious that he couldn't fall asleep.

He tossed and turned beside him, and the quilt was rubbed off his shoulders.

"Ji Xiaohuai, are you still sleeping?" Jiang Zimo scolded him without even opening his eyes.

"Oh." Ji Huai didn't move, but after a while, he turned over again, with his back to Uncle Mo.

After moving for a while, his body felt a little hot, so he pulled the quilt down until it reached his chest, and he felt much more comfortable.Not long after he felt comfortable, he noticed that Uncle Mo behind him got up suddenly.

"Hey, what are you doing...ah." Just as Ji Huai turned around, he was pressed head-on, and his hands were pressed against the pillow.

"Ji Xiaohuai, do you know why your birthday is adjusted to December 24?" Jiang Zimo looked into Ji Huai's eyes from top to bottom, and the deep eyes became deeper and deeper. "Because if you celebrate your 17th birthday in April next year, it will be in April of the next year. I can't wait, Ji Xiaohuai."

Ji Huai understood in an instant, and when he understood, his face turned red. Now he could feel how Uncle Mo couldn't wait for the part that was sticking to him.

"Ji Xiaohuai, before you're an adult, you'd better stay still in bed at night, do you know what I mean?"

"I know, I know." Ji Huai blushed and nodded.

"Then don't move any more tonight? Huh?"

Ji Huai had no choice but to emphasize it again. "I really won't move again, I promise."

"Okay." Jiang Zimo smiled lowly, then picked up the man and bullied him severely.

Ji Huai couldn't bear it, and wanted to move, but Jiang Zimo sternly stopped him: "Why did I tell you, don't move anymore."

"I." Ji Huai bit her lip, blushing like a tomato.

He thought about what Uncle Mo said just now, so he didn't move, but when it was over, his thighs were burning with pain, and his arms were already numb from trying to maintain a still position.

Ji Huai pursed his lips, turned his back to Jiang Zimo, and stopped moving.

Jiang Zimo knew that he had bullied him badly, so he kissed up his shoulder. Ji Huai felt itchy, so he turned around and pushed him.

"Uncle Mo!"

"Huh?" Jiang Zimo is now comfortable, so there is a smile on his face.

Ji Huai wanted to scold a hooligan, but he was too ashamed to curse, so he said angrily, "Go to bed, I have to go to school tomorrow."

"You sleep yours, I'll rub it for you."

Ji Huai turned his back again and closed his eyes angrily, but he thought he would not be able to fall asleep because of Uncle Mo's actions, but in fact he fell asleep after a while.

After falling asleep, he leaned back, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up.

Maybe you won't dream all night, maybe you will have a sweet dream.