The river is about to burn the mountain

Regarding Jiang Zhan's sleep, Ji Qiuhan wanted to have a good talk for a long time, but the two of them couldn't see each other because they were so busy.

Ji Qiuhan couldn't get away from the case in the bureau, and Jiang Zhan was really busy. As much wealth and power as he held in his hands, he was also responsible for the lives of as many people. The chair of the Jiang family has never been an easy one. Errands.

Jiang's 'home' is in City A, which also determines that Jiang Zhan cannot stay in City S with Ji Qiuhan for a long time.

A few nights, when Ji Qiuhan was sleeping in the bedroom, when he heard the door lock ring, it was Jiang Zhan who came up to him with the exhaustion of just getting off the plane: "Baby, I'm back, let me hug you for a while."

Ji Qiuhan bought that apartment for the convenience of commuting to and from the bureau. The Central District is the bustling downtown area of ​​S City, and it is forty or fifty kilometers away from the airport on the north side. Four hours is the norm.

But Jiang Zhan insisted on coming here, and sometimes he just came to sleep with him in his arms. In Jiang Zhan's words, he found that he could sleep better with Ji Qiuhan in his arms.

Regardless of whether this statement is reliable or not, Jiang Zhan often arrives in the middle of the night, and he has to rush back to city A for a meeting in the morning, and because of the traffic jam, he has to wake up early in the morning. But he worked tirelessly.

It was six o'clock in the evening when Jiang Zhan arrived. He hadn't found time to look for Ji Qiuhan for more than ten days. Naturally, he didn't rest well. As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Come here, and sleep with me first." When Ji Qiuhan entered the door, he didn't even take a shower, and dragged him to lie down on the bed.

Jiang Zhan's facial features were more like Jiang's father, deep, serious, and ruthless.

He seemed to be extremely tired, like a beast returning to its nest, he buried his head on Ji Qiuhan's neck with a gesture of strong attachment.

The heat exhaled made Ji Qiuhan itchy, but when he tilted his head, Jiang Zhan deliberately moved closer, biting the most delicate piece of flesh with his teeth, grinding it in his mouth, as if punishing him, he insisted on hurting him. Not daring to move any more, he was satisfied to give up.

Ji Qiuhan wasn't sleepy, he lay with the person for two hours, and only when he heard the steady breathing of the person beside him did he get out of bed carefully.

In the kitchen, Yi Qian is preparing dinner.

"Brother Ji, is brother awake?"

"not yet."

"Then let brother sleep more, he can only sleep more peacefully when he comes to Ji brother."

The fish soup in the pot is very fragrant, and the chef is the very friendly boy in front of him.

"Would you like to serve a bowl first?"

"No, wait for him." On the marble table, the dishes ready to be cooked and fried were stacked up one by one, and at a glance, there were four dishes and one soup. Ji Qiuhan never went to the kitchen, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"The steak was fried well last time. I didn't expect you to cook vegetables and soup. You are so busy with Jiang Zhan all day long. Is cooking a hobby?"

They have become acquainted recently.

"It's not a business hobby," Yi Qian said as his men drained the last vegetables.

"When I was in Southeast Asia, I couldn't get used to the food there. You know that if he didn't sleep well, it would be scary enough, and if he couldn't eat well, his temper would be even worse. If he loses his temper, I will be in trouble."

Yi Qian is like a boy complaining about his parents.

"So it should be 'forced by life', to 'live'."

Ji Qiuhan couldn't help laughing: "Why, are you afraid of him?"

Yi Qian paused as he tasted the soup, "...Brother Ji, you are not sent by brother to trick me, right?"

"Well, it seems that he has developed to the point where people dare not speak out."

"...that's not what I said."

"By the way, next time Jiang Zhan is coming back, you tell me in advance. I'll wait for him at Rongtai. It's closer to the airport and there are fewer cars on the road. Don't let him go back and forth like this."

Yi Qian was surprised when he heard that: "Brother Ji, don't you dislike living in Rongtai?"

"Huh?" Ji Qiuhan's eyes were puzzled.

Yi Qian seemed to realize that he seemed to say something wrong "again", he "uh..." for a while,

"...Or just pretend I didn't say anything?"

Ji Qiuhan frowned in thought.

Jiang Zhan did ask him before whether he wanted to move to Rongtai, but he refused. Later, Jiang Zhan bought him a villa in Yunjian near his work place.

The reason why Ji Qiuhan refused at that time was that apart from being far away from the work unit, there was another reason: he was not sure whether he could live intimately with another person under the same roof.

"Jiang Zhan thought I didn't like living in Rongtai, so he would rather run so far to come here to find me?"

Yi Qian is extremely sensitive to such issues, and he is very careful with his words.

"This, probably...maybe...right?"

Ji Qiuhan finally understood that this was probably another 'small matter' in Jiang Zhan's eyes. ——As long as it doesn't touch the bottom line that Jiang Zhan set for him, it is a trivial matter in his eyes, and he can naturally follow Ji Qiuhan unconditionally, without asking or talking.

So, when Jiang Zhan, who came back after a week, saw Ji Qiuhan in Rongtai, his eyes were filled with joy and surprise.

"Honey, why are you here?"

As soon as Ji Qiuhan got off work, he took a folder all over his body, and Yi Qian's jaw dropped in shock with just one sentence.

"Well, I'm moving here."

In the evening, Ji Qiuhan entered Jiang Zhan's study with stomach-nourishing tea, and the eyebrows of the people behind the desk frowned.

"I want to drink too?"

"I'll get you used to it in advance, Old Wei's prescription." Ji Qiuhan put down a big glass full of it without changing his expression, "Have you made an appointment with Old Wei? I'll ask for leave tomorrow and go with you."

Naturally, he was talking about regulating Jiang Zhan's sleep.

Jiang Zhan shook his head helplessly, put down the report in his hand, and sat on his lap.

"But it's your turn to cure me, isn't it?"

He drank half of it, and fed the other half to his lover's mouth: "Drink it."

Ji Qiuhan's stomach turned when he smelled it, and he pushed it away with one hand, not buying it at all, Jiang Zhan was so good-tempered that he didn't force him.

"Why did you suddenly want to move to Rongtai? What did that kid Yi Qian tell you?"

"Can you stop getting angry at Yi Qian at every turn,"

He saw Jiang Zhan teach Yi Qian a lesson once, and he went straight to him without saying hello. "I asked, but he didn't say anything, because he was really afraid that you would be too scared, Yu Diao."

"Isn't he afraid that I will still have it?"

Jiang Zhan hugged him, and his subordinates approved the documents: "That's you, go and ask Yi Qian if he dared to say no to me since he was a child."

The true nature of fascism can be exposed within three sentences...

"It's too far away from your unit, and I can't come back every day. It's okay for me to find you, and I can rest on the way."

"Then Yi Qian won't be tired from driving?" Ji Qiuhan sitting like this with long legs and long feet is really awkward. He got down: "Last time I walked with Fang Bei a few times on the Guangshan Expressway, and at most I got up ten minutes earlier. And here The food is much better than the unit.”

In fact, Jiang Zhan also hoped that Ji Qiuhan could live in Rongtai. He had a bad stomach and didn't fire at home. Sometimes he worked overtime until late at night and either didn't eat or dealt with him casually. Jiang Zhan couldn't keep an eye on people every day.But in Rongtai, Ji Qiuhan can get better care, and he can worry less about eating.

"Okay, tell the kitchen what you want to eat, just one, don't eat too spicy."

"Oh..." Ji Qiuhan paused, and asked, "That's all I have to say?"

"Huh? Then what do you want to hear?"

"I thought Mr. Jiang would say something at the very least. I asked the kitchen to arrange three meals a day for you, and then every day it was just some bland porridge and side dishes."

How could Jiang Zhan fail to hear his lover's teasing: "Is that how I abused you?"

He touched his chin: "But I will seriously consider your opinion."

Ji Qiuhan was sitting on the sofa beside him, with a laptop on the table, and the case analysis report handed in today was displayed between the mouse cursors.

The night at Banyan Terrace is very quiet,

No one dared to disturb Jiang Zhan late at night,

Apart from...