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There was no light in the living room, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn tightly. Taking advantage of the dim light in the room, Wen Cheng unscrupulously glanced at Lu Qi's face. Even if he couldn't see him, he knew that the guy in front of him must be blushing by now.

As she thought, Lu Qi's tense throat was now dry, and the temperature of the wrist held by her seemed to be gradually rising. He pinched his palms tightly with his nails, for fear that he would faint due to suffocation in the next second.

"Warm... warm orange..."

Hearing Lu Qi's meowing like a cat, Wen Cheng's heart moved, and she asked knowingly, "Huh?"

"Can... can you let me go first?" Lu Qi moved his arm slightly, afraid that Wen Cheng might not understand.

"It hurts?" Wen Cheng loosened his hand a little, and rubbed Lu Qi's wrist with his thumbs one after another.

The dim light magnified the ambiguity between the two, and Lu Qi was so frightened that he withdrew his hand vigorously, took a step back and pressed against the cold white wall.

Sensing his resistance, Wen Cheng couldn't bear to scare him anymore, and reached out to turn on the light in the living room.

The sudden bright light made his eyes a little sore, Lu Qi subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, and he slowly put down his hands after the discomfort disappeared.

This is the third time he has come to Wen Cheng's house. The first time was because of moving things, and the second time was because of...that ridiculous one-night stand.

The last time is now.

Seeing that Wen Cheng didn't speak, Lu Qi felt a little strange. As soon as he raised his head, he met Wen Cheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He felt ashamed, lowered his head in panic, and said shortly, "I... I'll go back first, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Have you had dinner?" Wen Cheng asked while rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.

Lu Qi replied obediently: "Eat."

Realizing that his words were diverted by him, he was a little ashamed, and said to himself: "Then...then I will go back."

"What to eat?"

"Braised pork ribs and rice, and half a bowl of chicken soup."

Lu Qi found that the topic had been changed by her again, and was a little depressed for a while, so he turned around and planned to go back just like that.

"I haven't eaten yet." Wen Cheng said faintly behind him.

"I haven't eaten all day today."

Lu Qi paused while holding the doorknob. After a long silence, he hesitated and said, "Then I... order takeaway for you?"

"That's not necessary." Wen Cheng smiled suddenly, "Just stay and eat with me."

A little cold sweat broke out in Lu Qi's hands, and the doorknob was a little slippery. He still didn't want to, so he turned his head and glanced at Wen Cheng who was standing behind.

"Can you?" As soon as Wen Cheng met his gaze, her sharp phoenix eyes instantly became pitiful, and there was even some pleading in her voice.

Lu Qi's heart softened at once, and he nodded helplessly, "...Okay."

"But after having dinner with you, I'll go back right away."

"no problem."

"Then you go and sit on the sofa, and I'll call you when it's done." Wen Cheng answered quickly, put on a tall gray apron, and started cooking in the kitchen.

He moved very quickly, and within half an hour, he had prepared two dishes and one soup. She scooped up two bowls of rice and put them on the dining table, then sat on the sofa and shouted, "Okay, Lu Qi, come and eat."

Lu Qi was fidgeting on the sofa, and when he heard Wen Cheng speak, he shook his head and hurriedly said, "I'm not hungry."

"I know, just sit here." Wen Cheng said.

Lu Qi had no choice but to slowly move his butt from the sofa to the chair in the dining room.

Seeing him sitting over, Wen Cheng picked up a chopstick of potato shreds and put them in his bowl, "Eat!"

After finishing speaking, he began to plan the rice without looking up, and he seemed really hungry.

"I..."

Lu Qi is actually not hungry. Since he was discharged from the hospital two years ago, his appetite has not been very good. He wanted to put chopsticks after two bites. At the beginning, the doctor told him not to overeat, and he could only take some meal replacement nutritional supplements Later, Lu's mother felt that this was not a long-term solution, so she found a diet therapist to take care of his daily diet until he moved out.

Because he wasn't at Lu's house these past few months, Lu Qi started to feel a little bit reluctant to eat. Just as he was about to say he wasn't hungry, Wen Cheng, who was opposite, raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

That gaze was neither cold nor reproachful, but somehow it made Lu Qi's heart tense. He quickly picked up his rice bowl, took a big mouthful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wen Cheng returned to her usual smiling face, and said softly, "Is it delicious?"

"...Well." Lu Qi swallowed the rice in his mouth a few mouthfuls, and nodded heavily. In fact, he didn't even taste the taste, so he swallowed it whole.

Wen Cheng knows how much he eats, and the food he served is actually not much. When Duan Xiu called him to report the situation tonight, she said that Lu Qi had a bad appetite, so she left him to eat two more meals today. .

Seeing that he didn't resist anymore, she buried her head in small mouthfuls of food, and Wen Cheng picked up a few more chopsticks and put them into his bowl, and then began to solve her own food and clothing problems vigorously. The plate of potato shreds was swept to the bottom.

Once this person lost his guard, he would easily reveal his true colors. By the time Wen Cheng remembered it, it was already too late. The chopsticks in the house fell on the table as if frightened.

Because of the 10-minute "hungry tiger pounces on food", Wen Cheng's "lady" image that has been maintained for so long collapsed a bit, and an almost dead silence began to rise on the dining table.

After a long time, Wen Cheng took out a tissue, wiped her mouth without blushing, and said slowly: "I... I'm full."

Lu Qi glanced at her and said in a daze, "Huh?"

"Ahem!" Seeing his surprised expression, the thick-skinned Wen Cheng was also a little embarrassed. She coughed twice and explained, "I usually eat very little, but today I'm hungry."

"..."

Lu Qi glanced at the residue on the table, said nothing, and began to eat half a bowl of rice on the table silently, finally knowing why she put the food into her own bowl before moving her chopsticks just now.

"How about some more?" Seeing that Lu Qi had finished eating, Wen Cheng asked by the way.

Lu Qi was afraid that he would really give him more food. He felt that he had really reached his limit now, so he shook his head desperately and said, "No, I'm really full!"

It was the first time he heard such an angry voice from him, and Wen Cheng was taken aback by his roar, and stopped tapping his index finger on the dining table.

As soon as the words came out, Lu Qi regretted it. He hurriedly lowered his head and said timidly: "Yes...I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Wen Cheng found that his face would cause uneasiness to Lu Qi. Wen Cheng restrained the expression on his face and said teasingly, "You didn't do anything wrong, so don't talk about apologizing all day long."

The first time he heard someone correct his 'mantra', Lu Qi was stunned, his face was a little dazed and helpless.

Since that incident, he said sorry when his mother wiped her tears, said sorry when his father sighed late at night, and said sorry when his brother scolded him angrily, so that he couldn't even see the other party frowned. With a frown, he subconsciously wanted to apologize.

"If you don't want to eat, then I'll go wash the dishes." Wen Cheng stretched himself and stood up from the table.

Lu Qi came back to his senses and saw her cleaning up the dishes. He thought to himself that he had eaten a meal for nothing and hadn't done any work, so he felt a little embarrassed.

Thinking of this, he clenched the corner of his pajamas tightly, and seeing Wen Cheng was about to enter the kitchen, he made up his mind and said, "I...I'll help you."

Wen Cheng was just about to refuse, but when he saw his nervous expression, he turned the subject, "Okay, you can clean the dishes for me."

Lu Qi's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up from the chair.

"Tie this up." Wen Cheng was afraid that he would dirty his clothes, so she took off her apron and handed it to him, then found a clean towel in the cabinet.

"Wipe off the water and put it there."

"Yeah." Lu Qi answered obediently, then picked up a towel and carefully wiped the water stains in the bowl.

He wiped it very seriously, frowning slightly from time to time, and his eyelashes like a small brush fluttered twice.

Wen Cheng didn't want to end such a warm and beautiful atmosphere at all, and each bowl had to be washed several times before handing it to Lu Qi to wipe.

"It's finished." Seeing that the bowl in the sink was gone, and she was still keeping water, Lu Qi couldn't help reminding her.

"Ah? Oh, yes." Wen Cheng's face was a little red, and she frantically reached out to turn off the faucet.

Seeing her flustered expression for the first time, Lu Qi couldn't help laughing.

Wen Cheng, who had been secretly observing him, naturally took this look into her eyes. She secretly hated herself for being worthless, lowered her eyes and pretended not to see it, and lowered her head to put the bowl in the cupboard.

Lu Qi glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and found that it was almost 1:[-] in the morning, but seeing that Wen Cheng didn't speak, it was hard for him to speak first, and when he went back, he lingered in his mouth for a few times, but Wen Cheng on the other end noticed it. He looked strange, and said: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

"Okay!" Lu Qi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded heavily like pounding garlic, took off his apron and was about to walk to the door.

Seeing his hellish expression, Wen Cheng frowned, feeling a little upset, and pretended to joke, "Why don't you just sleep here, my bed is just big enough for two people."

"No, no, no." Reminiscent of Lu Qi's blushing cheeks that morning, and seeing Wen Cheng's gloomy expression when he looked up, he hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that, it's just"

"I just...don't want to bully you."

Wen Cheng, who was drinking water, almost spit it out. She coughed for a while, then raised her eyebrows and said, "Didn't you bully me a long time ago?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi was even more ashamed, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in, blushing for a long time, before saying nonchalantly: "I...don't remember."

"You're a good girl, so I want to save these things for...after marriage."

"No! That's not what I meant! I didn't chase you to get married, but I couldn't think of a way to make up for you other than getting married..."

It is no exaggeration to say that Lu Qi didn't say as much this year as he did tonight. The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and in the end it seemed more like he was muttering to himself.

Wen Cheng remained silent, staring at his face in a daze.

Lu Qi also found out that something was wrong with her, and panicked: "Did I talk too much, don't think too much, in fact, I..."

"It's okay." Wen Cheng put down the cup, without the usual false mask on his face, and said calmly, "I'm just so touched."

Originally, I planned to rely on this outfit to have a "resurrection" with this little fat man, and then find an opportunity to expose it, but it turns out that this girl admitted the wrong person back then, and now she really can't find it. Fatty is serious about himself, but there is something more under him, so it is not a long-term solution to lie like this.

For now, there are only two ways to go: confession and sex change. If there is no accident, she still wants to be a man. She has been thinking about this piece of "fat meat" for so many years, and it is impossible to end up being "fat meat". reason.

Then the only way to go is to confess. That is to say, if you directly tell Lu Qi that you are a man, it is still a trivial matter to treat it as a pervert. I am afraid that Lu Qi and the Lu family will reject you. Can't get close to him.

Wen Cheng thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a feasible solution, and felt a little restless.

"Tell me how much virtue I have accumulated in my previous life before I can meet you in this life."

Lu Qi didn't expect her to say that. He couldn't answer for a while, and after a long pause, he shyly said: "...Me too."

--you are not.

Wen Cheng cursed in her heart, she sighed faintly.

——When you bumped into me, you didn't accumulate virtue, but the bloody bad luck of eight lifetimes.

The author has something to say: Crying violently, I didn’t pass the third test, I was at home for a long time yesterday, and I didn’t eat any food. Why is it so easy for others to get a driver’s license, but it’s so difficult for me!I'm so useless!Spicy chicken chicken!

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Strong? 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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Ji's toffee jerk is reborn.

Before his rebirth, he drools, loves to eat his hands, and can't even speak a complete sentence.

But Jiang Chi knew he was a good boy.

Because the two words Ji Ning uttered most fluently in his life were Jiang Chi.

Later, the reborn Ji Ning no longer eats his hands or drools anymore. His favorite thing to do is to grow up secretly without telling Jiang Chi, and become a little monster who can take care of himself completely.

Everyone boasted that Ji Ning's dementia was finally cured, God blesses him, all hardships come to an end.

Only Jiang Chi thought it was a fart.

He just wanted to ruthlessly peel off all the candy wrappers that the toffee essence had wrapped himself with so much effort, pinched the little toffee's chin and said, "I don't need you to become better, and you are not allowed to hide your saliva anymore."

Toffee seemed to be glued to the wall, crying in grievance: "I don't like to drool, how can you do this to your baby?"

The extremely gloomy Jiang Chi gently kissed the water from his mouth: "I like it."

Only those who have tasted it will know that the toffee essence that can drool is the sweetest.