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Chen Wuyi didn't understand what was going on with his sudden sadness, and didn't want to know, so he simply changed the subject, "I'm hungry."

Shen Yi put the photo frame back on the table, "Go and eat, the rice should be done."

Chen Wuyi looked at him in surprise, "Have you cooked?"

"Could it be possible for you to do it? I'm afraid we won't fight over going to the toilet." Shen Yi rolled his eyes.

Chen Wuyi pointed his middle finger at him, "It's fine if the poison doesn't kill you!" Then he asked in fear, "Can the food you cook be eaten?"

"If you don't eat, then don't eat, I didn't force you." Shen Yi turned around and left after speaking.

Chen Wuyi was stunned in place, Shen Yi is angry?why are you mad?What's the point of being angry?Is it because he said that the food he cooks cannot be eaten?Are you so petty?

Chen Wuyi's mind was full of why, but he couldn't figure out why Shen Yi was angry.

He quietly groped to the door of the kitchen, leaned on the door frame and looked in, Shen Yi was frying green vegetables, he seemed quite skillful in that posture.After a while, the green, oily and steaming stir-fried vegetables came out of the pan, and Chen Wuyi immediately sat on the dining table, as if he had just arrived.

Shen Yi came out with the freshly fried vegetables, and saw that Chen Wuyi was already sitting upright, he couldn't help but groan, "Hey, don't you want to eat it?"

Chen Wuyi smiled all over his face, "How can it be, don't take it seriously."

He's been eating takeaway since his parents left, has he vomited already?Looking at this small plate of green vegetables now, he felt so affectionate that he wanted to cry.

Seeing his slanderous expression, Shen Yi stopped mocking him, and put the plate on the table, "The ingredients are limited, is one dish and one soup enough?"

Chen Wuyi nodded frantically, "Enough is enough!"

Shen Yi's fried dishes not only look good, but also taste good. Originally, Chen Wuyi only planned to take a bite secretly, but he never thought that he would almost eat the whole dish with this one bite...

"Uh!" Chen Wuyi hiccupped, staring at Shen Yi who came out of the kitchen with soup.

Shen Yi saw the empty plate at a glance, and immediately his face turned black, "What will I eat after you finish eating!"

With an innocent face, Chen Wuyi threw the blame wildly, "I didn't do it on purpose! If you didn't tempt me with your cooking, would I be able to finish him?"

Seeing his rascal appearance, Shen Yi knew that he was no match for him.So he said softly, "Then you can't finish eating all of it."

"Oh, don't you still have soup? After eating the vegetables, you can finish them. If you want to eat them, you can just fry them." Chen Wuyi looked indifferent, still staring at the bowl of soup covetously.He can't wait.

Shen Yi glanced at him with contempt, and put the soup on the table.

In the end, Chen Wuyi got his wish, and he smiled so much that his eyebrows could not be seen, as if the haze that had accumulated in his heart for the past few days was completely swept away.

As virtuous as Shen Yi, she packed up the tableware after eating, went out to buy some things, and after busy work, it was already dark when she rested.

Chen Wuyi was lying in the living room watching TV, lazy like a pig.

He looked at Shen Yi who finally stopped, and asked him, "Are you tired?"

Shen Yi filled a glass of water from the water dispenser, "What's the point of asking this?"

"I care about you."

Shen Yi laughed, "The young cat is crying for a mouse."

Chen Wuyi pouted, "I don't believe it."

He watched TV for a while, then asked, "Are you bored?"

Without thinking, Shen Yi said, "No."

Chen Wuyi grinned at him, "Will you watch TV with me?"

Shen Yi glanced at him suspiciously, seeing that he was smiling like a flower, she couldn't help snorting, "I have no good intentions."

Chen Wuyi looked at the clock, and suggested enthusiastically, "It's eight o'clock now, let's watch a movie at about ten o'clock, it's time to sleep, what do you think?"

After getting along for a long time, it seems that Chen Wuyi's estrangement towards Shen Yi has disappeared, and he has also discovered various advantages of Shen Yi, such as the delicious dishes he cooks and so on.So he decided to have a good relationship with Shen Yi. Only when the relationship is good can he eat meat!

Shen Yi stared at him for a while, then smiled strangely, which made Chen Wuyi's goosebumps all over the floor.

"Okay, but I have to choose."

Of course, Chen Wuyi agreed, but when he saw the four bloody characters on the old corpse in the mountain village, his stomach turned green with regret.

He sat beside Shen Yi, shrunk himself into a ball, and kept holding the pillow in his arms tightly.When the film was broadcast to a few young people who wanted to see ghosts when they had nothing to do, he couldn't stand it anymore.After taking a few deep breaths, he sneaked a look at Shen Yi beside him, seeing his calm and serious face, he was so depressed that he was dying.

Why are you idle and inviting people to watch some fucking movie?

Why didn't he realize that Shen Yi held grudges so much?

The content of the film slowly reached its climax, a series of strange events happened, accompanied by frightening sound effects, Chen Wu Yidan had already raised his throat.

When he saw the scene of the long-haired female ghost coming out of the pool, he jumped in fright, put his body against Shen Yi's body, buried his face in the pillow, and covered his ears with his hands, lest he heard something sound or what to see.

He was still shaking, when he heard a low laugh from above his head, "Is it that scary?"

He was irritated, and shouted loudly: "Why are you holding grudges like this! I kindly invited you to watch a movie and you treated me like this!" At the end of the shouting, there was actually a sense of grievance.

The author has something to say: The old corpse in the mountain village watched it four or five years ago...I'm afraid it's now...but I almost forgot the plot, and I wrote it based on my impression