Jane Sanshao's love story

Jian Qiubai let out a small snort, stretched out his arms to wrap around Yuan Chengyi's neck, and the man lifted him up by his legs.

When he was about to walk to the door, Jian Qiubai suddenly leaned over to Yuan Chengyi's ear, bit his ear and said, "Yuan Chengyi, I'm serious, I can really make you comfortable, don't you really want to try?"

Yuan Chengyi's knee gave way after being bitten by him, and he almost fell on the threshold in embarrassment. Fortunately, he reacted in time and stabilized his footsteps.

"What the hell..." Yuan Chengyi cursed, staring at him with hawk-like eyes, grinding his teeth, "Jian Qiubai, do you really want to be pushed on the floor by me right now?"

Jian Qiubai shook her head knowingly, buried her face on his shoulder and said, "I won't talk anymore, I will definitely not talk anymore."

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"This is the food you cooked." Jian Qiubai sat down on the chair and said without disappointment.

"What's your tone?" Yuan Chengyi snorted coldly and said, "It took me a lot of effort to do this, okay?"

Jian Qiubai looked at the big pot of bone broth and the pot of white steamed buns in the middle of the table, and really didn't know what effort he had put into it.

Throwing the bones into the pot and adding water to boil them, and heating the bought steamed buns in the pot, what kind of effort is this?

Is it a waste of time for him to fry seven dishes and eight dishes every day?

"Don't talk nonsense to me." Yuan Chengyi picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it to him and said, "It's good to eat something, but you dare to pick me up."

"I'm not picky about food." Jian Qiubai took his steamed bun and said slowly, "I just thought you would cook a lot of dishes after working in the kitchen for half a day, but I didn't expect..."

Yuan Chengyi glared at him: "Speak, continue."

Jian Qiubai swallowed back the complaints, pointed to the big aluminum pot to change the subject, and said, "How do you use this pot to hold soup? Don't you have a special casserole for soup at home?"

"Isn't this pot for soup?"

"This is what I usually use to wash vegetables."

Yuan Chengyi was stunned for two seconds, waved his hand and said, "Whatever it does, as long as it can hold soup." Then, he picked up a bowl, filled a bowl full of thick bone soup, and handed it to Jian Qiubai.

Jian Qiubai wrinkled her nose: "Don't make so much for me, I can't drink it."

"If you can't drink it, you have to drink it."

Yuan Chengyi remembered that the doctor said that Jian Qiubai should drink more bone soup to nourish himself.

"Why do you do this?"

Jian Qiubai frowned a little unbearably and said: "It will be very tasteless if you only boil the bones."

"Shut up, and say one more word to sew your mouth up."

Jian Qiubai resignedly took the bowl from him, and began to drink with both hands.

This is a habitual action of his. If he encounters something he particularly doesn't want to eat, holding it with both hands will give him the illusion that he actually likes it.

However, Yuan Chengyi was intrigued by Jian Qiubai's stupid look of a little hamster eating like a chestnut, staring at the boy's drooping long eyelashes itchingly.

Jian Qiubai took a sip, raised his eyes and swallowed, just in time to see Yuan Chengyi staring at him closely.

"What do you think I'm doing? Eat." Jian Qiubai looked confused.

Yuan Chengyi sneered, and said silently in his heart, "See, you can eat enough."

It's really delicious.

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Jian Qiubai didn't go to work the next day, his legs were inconvenient, and Yuan Chengyi refused to see him off, so he could only call the dean to ask for leave.

Originally, he planned to stay at home and read professional books to learn professional knowledge, but an unexpected phone call interrupted his plan.

"Hello? Is that Brother Jane?"

Jian Qiubai was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Li Rui?" Among the people he knew, only Li Rui could call him "Brother Jian".

Li Rui laughed twice and said, "Brother Jian, I didn't expect you to remember my voice. I thought you'd forgotten me a long time ago."

"How could you forget?" Jian Qiubai smiled and said, "We have been together for almost half a year."

A year ago, when Li Rui was eating hot pot, he was accidentally burned by the flames on his face, which caused the skin on the left side of his face to collapse, so he went to the hospital where he worked for a skin graft.

After the operation, he recuperated in the hospital for more than half a year. During this period, Jian Qiubai was his attending doctor and was responsible for his post-care improvement.

So the two of them spend a lot of time together.

"Brother Jane, I want to ask you something."

Jian Qiubai said seriously: "Tell me, as long as I can help, I will help."

"I was drinking in a bar...."

"Bar?" Jian Qiubai raised her eyebrows anxiously, "Aren't you still a high school student? How can you go to a bar?"

"Don't get excited." Li Rui scratched his hair and said, "I came with my classmate. It's his birthday, and I'll help him celebrate. This is my first time here."

Jian Qiubai frowned: "What happened?"

"My friend drank too much, I had to take him home, but I was also drunk, so I couldn't drive, so I said, can you come here... come and pick me up."

Jian Qiubai looked up at his watch. It is now ten o'clock in the morning, and there are more than two hours before Yuan Chengyi gets off work. He should go out to pick up someone and come back for lunch, so he quickly said: "Send me the address, I'm going now."

"Yeah." Li Rui added hesitantly, "Brother Jian, bring more money with you when you come here, we are still in trouble..."

"trouble?"

"Yeah." Li Rui hesitated for a long time before he said frankly: "Brother Jian, let me tell you the truth, that friend of mine got drunk and messed up his business, and now they threaten us and won't let us go, I I dare not tell my mother that I can't find anyone else to help me except you."

Jian Qiubai tightened his fists, frowned and asked, "Are you safe now?"

"It's okay, they just locked us in a small room in the bar, saying that they will settle accounts for us later."

"Settling the score?" Jian Qiubai stood up from the sofa anxiously and shouted, "Which bar are you in now?"

"Heaton."