Those who like to cook are good people

Yan Heng stood in front of the bed with a sullen face and didn't move.

Wu Ci reached for the Yunnan Baiyao on the bedside table, and was about to spray some on his ankles.

Yan Heng looked at it and said, let me come.He went over and took the spray and sat by the bed to help Wu Ci spray the medicine.

Wu Ci's feet are very white, and his thumbs are round.Yan Heng held his foot, sprayed it twice on the ankle, pinched it again, raised his head and asked Wu Ci: "Does it still hurt?"

Wu Ci's feet were pinched like this, and he felt a little red in the face. He shook his head and pulled his feet out of Yan Heng's hand.

"Go to sleep." Wu Ci lay down and said.But it felt like Yan Heng was lying on his back. Wu Ci was startled, but Yan Heng quickly lay down again.

Yan Heng just put Yunnan Baiyao back on the bedside table, but saw Wu Ci staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Yan Heng asked.

"Nothing." Wu Ci said quickly.He turned his back to Yan Heng.

Lying beside him, Yan Heng could still smell the same shower gel on Wu Ci's body as his own.

It would be great if I could hug him, Yan Heng thought to himself.

Suddenly remembering, Yan Heng leaned over and leaned against Wu Ci's back and said, "Are you going to work part-time there tomorrow?"

Wu Ci was taken aback by the hot air spraying on his ears, thinking what he was doing so close when he was talking.He stammered, "Go."

Yan Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "Is that how you go?" He reached out and pinched Wu Ci's curled heel while speaking.

"Hey, what are you pinching me for?" Wu Ci shrank his legs.Turn around and complain.

Turning around, I found that Yan Heng's eyes were bright, looking at himself.Wu Ci felt his face was a little hot again, what happened to him.He stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt a little higher to reveal his eyes and cover his cheeks.

Yan Heng looked at Wu Ci and said, "Call your shop owner tomorrow or now to ask for leave. I will stay with you at your home tomorrow."

What do you want me to do with you? I'm not a two or three-year-old child.Wu Ci thought about it, but his muffled voice came out from under the quilt and said, "It's so late now, Sister Yu must be sleeping and resting."

Yan Heng pulled the quilt off his face, pinched his face and said, "Then send a text message."

Wu Ci said: "Wages will be deducted!" After speaking, he pursed his lips and turned his back to Yan Heng.

I'm different from you, I have to do everything by myself.Wu Ci sniffed, feeling a little sad again.