Shelf life love

Although the native chicken that Qi Lin bought from the old farmer was evaluated as "too small and not enough to eat" by the "runaway" people, it was definitely more than enough for Brother Shenxian to eat alone.

He came to deliver the chicken with good intentions, but was embarrassed by the shabby Ye Zhuo who didn't know good and bad. He was very upset at first, and he was about to leave with a kick, but one detail amused him——

He shoved the chicken leg into Ye Zhuohan's mouth, Ye Zhuohan frowned, but it wasn't angry or bored, but rather disgusted and aggrieved.

How can he, Qi Lin, be able to see grievances in the eyes of gods!

Ye Zhuohan put the chicken leg into the bowl, and with his injured right hand, he tore off the skin bit by bit.

Because the stew is too soft, it doesn't take much effort to tear the skin.

After tearing off the skin, Ye Zhuohan ate the rest of the meat.

Qi Lin looked at the discarded skin, and then at Ye Zhuohan, "Old...you don't like to eat skin?"

The skin is so waxy!

Why do you hate skin?

Ye Zhuohan answered irrelevantly, "Did you want to call me husband just now?"

Qi Lin said decisively, "No."

Ye Zhuohan nodded, "I know you are."

"That's what you say." Qi Lin was powerless, wanting to give you a nod.

Ye Zhuohan put down his chopsticks and snorted a laugh.

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, trying to win back, and said like a domineering boss: "Man, have I spoiled you too much lately?"

How dare you hum!

You are very proud!

After finishing speaking, Qi Lin himself had goosebumps all over the place.

Ye Zhuohan obviously didn't expect him to say such a sentence, and looked at him suspiciously.

Mr. Qi, hold on tight!Qi Lin secretly cheered himself up, he had to stop at this time.The embarrassment is Ye Zhuohan's if he just got it, and he is timid if he doesn't live, the embarrassment is his own.

Qi Lin imitated Ye Zhuohan, and also nodded, "I really dote on you so much that you are already lawless."

The trick was thrown out, how would Ye Zhuohan pick it up?

Qi Lin couldn't wait to experience the feeling of defeating Ye Zhuohan.

After all, he puts himself in the same place as others, puts himself in the shoes of others, and compares his heart with his heart. If Ye Zhuohan said to him, "Man, have I spoiled you too much lately?", he would definitely feel nauseous and nauseated.

Thinking of this, Qi Lin even raised his eyebrows complacently.

After a brief silence, Ye Zhuohan said calmly: "Yes."

Qi Lin: "???"

May I ask you what?

Ye Zhuohan: "Then continue pampering."

Qi Lin was dumbfounded.

Ye Zhuohan looked at him, "Isn't it right to spoil your husband? We are legal partners, if you don't spoil me, why are you spoiling others?"

"You..." Qi Lin clenched his fist, but he couldn't shake it.

Qi Lin forced himself to calm down, shouting in his heart, are you a princess!But also favored!

Ye Zhuohan lowered his head and continued to eat the chicken and soup. He moved slowly, but he ate a lot. He peeled off all the skin, and even ate the chicken breast with the worst taste.

What is going on with his own craftsmanship, Qi Lin knows best.Seeing Ye Zhuohan eating non-stop, his anger quickly dissipated, and he wanted to persuade Ye Zhuohan not to eat too much, to be careful not to overwhelm his stomach.

Just when he was about to speak, Ye Zhuohan suddenly raised his head.

Qi Lin didn't have time to look away.

Based on his understanding of Ye Zhuohan, this person will definitely say: "Do you even want to watch my meal without taking your eyes off it?"

But what Ye Zhuohan said was: "The skin on the wings cannot be peeled off."

Qi Lin calmly considered the enemy's intentions, "Then shall I strip it for you?"

Ye Zhuohan directly pushed the bowl over, "I don't eat wings."

"You want me to help you eat?" Can't you just say it straight!

It happened that Qi Lin was also hungry. Although he ate at noon, it was only a few hours later, so it was an extra meal.

A chicken was eaten by Ye Zhuohan until there were only two wings left, but there was still some soup and yam bamboo fungus in the thermos, Qi Lin took them and ate them all.

"I didn't expect you to have a big appetite." After packing up the thermos, Qi Lin was in a good mood, and when he was in a good mood, his mouth became restless, "I thought that you princesses would be fine with a bowl of soup and a chicken leg gone."

Ye Zhuohan: "Princess?"

Qi Lin: "Just kidding."

Ye Zhuohan was standing at the other end of the desk, staring at Qi Lin for a few seconds, but he came over.

Qi Lin tensed his abdominal muscles vigilantly.

This is purely a gut reaction of someone who has been in a fight for years.

In fact, he didn't think that Ye Zhuohan was angry because of the "princess", and it was even more impossible for him to confront him with fists.

Ye Zhuohan just walked over to stop Liao.

Having figured this out, Qi Lin immediately relaxed, and the abdominal muscles completed the whole process from relaxation to tension and back to relaxation where Ye Zhuohan couldn't see.

However, at this moment, Ye Zhuohan suddenly reached out and pinched his chin.

Before Qi Lin could react, he was drawn into the breath of mint.

Ye Zhuohan had just eaten a piece of mint candy, his lips were cool, and he pressed against Qi Lin's lips lightly, neither leaving immediately nor intruding further.

Qi Lin's eyes widened, and he went down for a moment.

The sunshine at the intersection of winter and spring is bright and playful, flowing through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the two of them.

Ye Zhuohan let go of Qi Temporary, Qi Lin was still blank, without blinking his eyes.

"You..." After a few seconds, Qi Lin finally came back to his senses, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his cheeks became hot like pancakes, "You kiss me?"

Ye Zhuohan took a step back, leaned on the desk, folded his hands in front of his chest, "Yeah."

As a 28-year-old adult, Qi Linlian was mentally prepared for a fight in the office with circular French windows, and kissing was of course a small case.

He doesn't reject kissing, and the feeling of being kissed by Ye Zhuohan is not bad, but what he doesn't understand is why Ye Zhuohan suddenly kissed him?

Is his chicken so delicious?

Qi Lin stared at Ye Zhuohan, his throat rolled.

When Ye Zhuohan kissed him, he suddenly felt a strange but familiar feeling, very floating, far away, so light that he couldn't grasp it at all.

He didn't know what it was.

"Don't like it?" Ye Zhuohan asked.

The two looked at each other, probably with their backs to the dazzling light behind them. Ye Zhuohan's facial features were shrouded in a slight shadow, and the outline was dazzling with golden light. In Qi Lin's eyes, he suddenly became different from before.

But what is the difference, Qi Lin can't describe it.

It seems to be a lot more serious, a lot more stable.

But more than that, there are some things that Qi Lin can't distinguish.

There is no doubt that such Ye Zhuohan is charming, but not only charming.

Qi Lin unconsciously moved forward, remembering Ye Zhuohan's question just now, "It's not that I don't like it."

"I think I should kiss you. If you don't feel offended." Ye Zhuohan said.

Offended?

Qi Lin thought about it, he just felt it was sudden and a little unbelievable.

The reason is probably not ready.

But they are already legal partners, Ye Zhuohan kissed him, just as normal as he stewed chicken for Ye Zhuohan.

"No offense." Qi Lin shook his head.

Ye Zhuohan raised those charming eyes, and added: "Thank you for the chicken, it's delicious."

The corner of Qi Lin's lips twitched.

Is the latter sentence unnecessary?

For a moment, the huge office fell into silence.

The president's private space has excellent sound insulation. When neither of them is talking, you can hear a needle drop on the ground.

A plane flew across the clear blue sky, pulling out a long cloud of aircraft.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the color of the sky, and the airplane clouds are like graffiti on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the rare peaceful atmosphere, Qi Lin felt a little uncomfortable.

He desperately wanted to do something, but he didn't know what he should do.

It's not too early or too late, maybe it's the best option to pick up the thermos and hurry away, but his brain has planned everything, but he doesn't want to move his feet.

Glancing at Ye Zhuohan, Ye Zhuohan didn't intend to start working immediately.

Didn't you say Mr. Ye is very busy?

Let's set up grass characters!

When the last cloud faded and another cloud appeared, Qi Lin walked up to Ye Zhuohan, put his hands in his suit pants, bowed slightly, and kissed Ye Zhuohan's lips.

Ye Zhuohan is taller than him, if Ye Zhuohan was standing like a pine and cypress, he would have to raise his head to kiss.

Fortunately, Ye Zhuohan is now leaning on the edge of the table with his legs stretched obliquely, allowing him to take advantage.

After a tie in the kiss, Qi Lin finally felt at ease.

He stood up straight, picked up the thermos, "Go on, I'm going back."

When turning around, the wrist was suddenly caught.

Qi Lin was slightly surprised, "Huh?"

"Why?" Ye Zhuohan asked.

Qi Lin couldn't answer this question.

He didn't know why he had to kiss Ye Zhuohan.

He used "competition" to convince himself, but in fact it has nothing to do with competition.

When they were silent with each other just now, indescribable emotions pounded in his chest, and he had to do something to resolve it.

He chose to kiss Ye Zhuohan.

"Thank you for complimenting my chicken?" Qi Lin finally said.

Ye Zhuohan lowered his head and smiled, "No thanks."

The older man's mouth stopped, Qi Lin touched the side of his neck, and walked towards the door.

When he was about to open the door, Ye Zhuohan called him.

"Qi Lin."

Such a formal sound is quite rare.

Qi Lin turned around, "Huh?"

Ye Zhuohan raised his injured hand, the white gauze was particularly eye-catching, "Next time you fall off the A-line ladder, I won't be sure to catch you."

Qi Lin's temples protruded.

Why did Brother Shenxian mention this all of a sudden?Asking for an apology?

Qi Lin is as steady as a dog, "I don't climb the A-shaped ladder anytime and anywhere."

Besides, I fell down, isn't it because you stimulated me?

"My fingers are not very flexible now." Ye Zhuohan said in a business-like tone, "There may be many times when I need your help. For example, like just now..."

"Help you eat your wings?"

"...Help me pick the chicken skin."

Qi Lin smiled secretly, I won't cook chicken for you anymore, you don't even have chicken, why are you tearing up the chicken skin!

Ye Zhuohan: "It's convenient, before I recover from my injury, you can change the office location from 'run away' to here."

Qi Lin pondered for a long time, "You want...to let me accompany you?"

"Your work is design, and your unrestrained imagination is not limited to a specific venue." Ye Zhuohan said, "You can also create with me."

This request is not unacceptable to Qi Lin.

Besides, he likes Ye Zhuohan's office very much, and he is quite happy to let him draw pictures here.

But he doesn't want to show it.

Ye Zhuohan is a princess, so why can't he be a tsundere?

Ye Zhuohan asked: "How do you think about it?"

"You beg me."

Qi Lin swore that he didn't want to say that.

It's the mouth that moves by itself.

Ye Zhuohan raised his eyebrows, suddenly picked up a small black lump, and pressed it.

There was a crisp "click" and the door was locked.

Qi Lin was puzzled, "Why?"

Ye Zhuohan: "You said it, I will imprison you."