worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

Song Ci was still dizzy until he was brought into Ji Huai's room, jumping back and forth between "Did I really agree to him" and "Is this really not good", Finally, after being placed in the guest room, he sat on the bed for a while.

Ji Huai's house and his house are two different worlds. After the power outage, Song Ci's house was icy and snowy, but Ji Huai's house was as warm as spring.

Song Ci took a shower before and put on his pajamas, so he can lie down and sleep directly when he comes here.

Probably Ji Huai was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he didn't stay in the room for too long, and went out directly after setting him up, closing the door behind him.

The bedding is very warm and exudes a faint fragrance, which is like the fragrance of flowers blooming in the sun.

Song Ci lay down involuntarily, and began to hypnotize himself. Since they are all here, we are neighbors anyway, and they have helped each other before, so it seems that it is okay to sleep for a while.

He also borrowed his coffee beans. In the end, Ji Huai's coffee beans will be contracted by him for a month.

Thinking of this, Song Ci tossed and turned on the bed for a while, brewing a little drowsiness.

But at this moment, the door was suddenly gently pushed open.

Song Ci was still asleep, when he heard the movement, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

At this moment, in this situation, he couldn't help but think of the kiss in the kitchen just now.

He closed his eyes, his heartbeat started to speed up again for no reason, even his hands under the quilt were clenched tightly, and sweat began to ooze from his palms.

But Ji Huai did not walk to his bed as he expected, he heard Ji Huai's footsteps rustling, very lightly, as if he was coming to pick up something, and then the footsteps moved towards the door went.

Song Ci's heart relaxed, his tense body also relaxed, and finally dared to breathe a little bit to his heart's content.

However, Ji Huai stopped, he didn't go out, his footsteps paused by the door, then he turned around and walked towards Song Ci.

Song Ci: "!"

Wait, wait, what does Ji Huai want to do?Doesn't he still want to come over and kiss him secretly?

He didn't explain to him why he kissed him!

So how should Song Ci react now?Is he going to push him away?Or pretend to sleep?

No, what the hell is he thinking!How could he pretend to be asleep!Doesn't that mean conniving at Ji Huai's behavior?

He really shouldn't be here tonight!It's like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth!

Obviously the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was very comfortable, but Song Ci was so nervous that he didn't even dare to let out a sound.

Ji Huai walked to his side and stopped.

The room is very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground can be heard.

But it seems that all the oxygen in the air has been sucked away, and every inch has been compressed to the extreme, making people feel suffocated.

Song Ci remained motionless, pretending that he was a piece of sculpture.

But still can't resist Ji Huai's approach.

Song Ci could feel a shadow cast over his head, and then Ji Huai slowly approached.

Song Ci's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and the blood surged in his blood vessels, rushing all the way to his eardrums, making his ears even ring.

The sound of the beating heartbeat was infinitely amplified.

Overwhelming, huge and clear.

Just when Song Ci couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to open his eyes and ask Ji Huai loudly what he wanted to do, Ji Huai's hand fell on his quilt.

Song Ci: "!"

Holy shit! ! ! !

Song Ci thought his next move was to lift his quilt, but Ji Huai didn't.

He pulled up his quilt.

It covered Song Ci's neck.

Song Ci: "?"

After Ji Huai helped him cover the quilt, he didn't retreat, but leaned towards him, as if he was going to press on him.

Song Ci started to tremble again, and almost jumped out of bed.

Ji Huai's hand landed on the sleep light on the bedside table beside him, and then turned it off.

The room fell into a quiet darkness, soft, like lying in a gentle stream.

Song Ci opened his eyes a little in the dark, and saw Ji Huai facing his direction, and said softly, "Good night."

After saying this, he left lightly.

Song Ci stared blankly at Ji Huai's figure disappearing at the door, a little confused.

Wait, did he just leave?

This night Song Ci thought he would not be able to sleep, but in fact he fell into a deep sleep not long after.

***

The next morning, Song Ci just woke up and finished washing. When he went out, he saw that Ji Huai had prepared breakfast. Seeing him coming out, he raised his eyes and smiled at him: "Morning."

Ji Huai was wearing home clothes and an apron around his body, exuding a gentle and refined atmosphere, every gesture he made was polite, like a gentleman.

There was a heavy rain yesterday, but this morning it turned out to be a fine day with clear skies, the sky was even a little iridescent, sparkling, and the green plants on the balcony were still stained with dew, crystal clear.

The morning light came in from the window and hit Ji Huai's body, outlining a slender silhouette.

Song Ci stared blankly for two seconds, still wearing fluffy pajamas, like a koala that just got up from the bed, with messy hair, but looked extraordinarily cute.

The corners of Ji Huai's lips curved slightly, and while untiing the strap of his apron, he said, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come and eat."

On the table were golden pancakes, cooked porridge, fried dough sticks, two white boiled eggs on the plate, and two cups of hot milk at the end.

very rich.

Song Ci walked over in a daze. Before he sat down at the table, he saw that Ji Huai's hands seemed a little clumsy. help you."

Ji Huai withdrew his hand obediently.

Song Ci helped him untie his belt and asked, "What time did you wake up?"

Ji Huai: "It's not early, I just woke up not long ago."

The straps were all untied, and just as Song Ci wanted to back off, Ji Huai said slowly, "Sorry, my hands are wet, can I trouble you to take them off for me?"

Song Ci subconsciously felt that there seemed to be something wrong, but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to follow his words, put his fingers on the edge of the apron, and took it off along Ji Huai's open arm.

Song Ci was standing behind Ji Huai. He thought that when Ji Huai asked him to untie his apron, besides opening his hands, he would definitely cooperate with him a little bit, such as turning around and taking two steps, but Ji Huai Not moving at all.

Song Ci stretched forward twice with great effort, almost trying to hug Ji Huai from behind into his arms, but the apron couldn't get off Ji Huai's arm no matter what.

Vaguely, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of Ji Huai's upturned mouth.

Song Ci looked suspiciously, but found that Ji Huai was serious, with an innocent expression, as if he hadn't done anything bad.

Song Ci paused, adhering to the principle of moving when the mountain does not move, so he took two steps forward and untied the apron from Ji Huai's arm beside him.

The next step should be Ji Huai bowing his head, and then Song Ci took the apron off his head.

But Ji Huai was like a wooden man, as if he didn't know how to lower his head to facilitate Song Ci's movements, he only knew to look at him right and wrong.

The eyes are deep, like a deep sea, when the wind calms down, many stormy emotions are hidden.

Song Ci originally wanted to ask him to bow his head, but for some reason, when the words came to his lips, he suddenly looked at him like this, but because of his panic, he choked up, his mind was in chaos, and he didn't know anything. Dare to say.

The two were too close.

It was so close that as soon as Song Ci opened his mouth, his breath could wrap around Ji Huai's neck.

Song Ci stood on tiptoe, bent his hand to the back of his neck, grabbed the thin strap, and lifted it up.

The apron was finally all untied.

Just as Song Ci's heels were about to fall back to the ground, Ji Huai suddenly took a step forward.

Song Ci's eyes widened, as if frightened, he wanted to back away in a panic, but the next moment, his waist was caught.

Ji Huai lowered his head and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, Huoshaoyun almost burned his cheeks, it was scorching hot.

Ji Huai's voice was smiling, and whispered in his ear: "Thank you for helping me."

Song Ci panicked so much that he even forgot his surname and stammered, "No, you're welcome."

Looking at Song Ci's obedient appearance, like a little milk cat, being held under the paws of a big bad wolf, he didn't even know how to escape, and would only stare at him with clear and bright eyes, Ji Huai Suddenly there was an impulse in my heart, wanting to do more excessive things to him.

But in the end reason prevailed, Ji Huai restrained himself, let go of him, turned and walked to the dining table: "Let's eat."

Song Ci also walked to the table with weak soles.

A thought finally came to mind vaguely—this is really strange.

Nothing so strange has ever happened.

From last night to this morning, he felt as if he was stepping on a piece of cotton candy, light and light, completely without his own thinking ability, he listened to whatever Ji Huai said.

His mind was also in a mess, as if it had been filled with a pile of lime, and as soon as Ji Huai approached him, it was like pouring water into the lime, with a little stirring, it turned into a paste.

Still hot all over.

What the hell happened to him?

Could it be some strange disease?