Employers are also canary pissed off today

Coming out of the supermarket, it happened that the staff of the home furnishing store called Jiang Xiannian, saying that the large piece of furniture they purchased had been delivered to the address left. Ji Baicen heard this and took him back to the villa area.

The side sleeper Jiang Xiannian chose was large, but empty.

Originally, there were only beds in the same color as the walls and a vertical wardrobe. After the delivery staff moved in a complete set of fabric sofas and exquisite coffee tables, the deserted hotel feeling was greatly reduced.

Sending the employees of the home furnishing store out, Jiang Xiannian walked to the semi-open kitchen with the big bags bought from the supermarket.

Ji Baicen changed his clothes, and just passed the corner, he saw this scene: the long-vacant kitchen ushered in the owner, and the person he liked was squatting in front of the refrigerator at home, sorting and stuffing the things he bought from the supermarket into the grid. inside.

Jiang Xiannian's expression was focused, his movements were neat and orderly, and his overly serious side face was naturally unparalleled in cuteness and beauty.

It is exactly the same as the married life in the dream.

Dominated by the surging passion, Ji Baicen couldn't take his eyes off Jiang Xiannian.

Sensing eyes on him, Jiang Xiannian raised his eyes and saw Ji Baicen on the stairs, stood up: "You..."

When the words came to his lips, he changed his words again: "Brother, do you want to go out for dinner or stay at home?"

Ji Baicen came back to his senses, and the joy lingering in his chest receded and quickly cooled down.

Lovers will not have such a polite and formal tone.

Glancing at Jiang Xiannian, Ji Baicen walked down the stairs: "Can squirrel mandarin fish do it?"

Jiang Xiannian thought for a while and nodded.

The method of squirrel mandarin fish is not simple, but it is not difficult, but the process is more complicated than home-cooked dishes such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Originally, it was just a casual remark, but Ji Baicen was a little surprised that Jiang Xiannian would really do it.

But I didn't expect much, so I raised my eyebrows: "Then eat at home."

Jiang Xiannian glanced at the clock on the wall, rolled up his sleeves and took an apron from the cooking table and tied it around his waist: "Okay, wait for me for an hour."

"Ah."

Ji Bocen passed him, walked to the fully automatic beverage machine in the southwest of the kitchen, opened the lid, put in strawberries and mangoes, squeezed a glass of juice for himself, sat on the sofa with the glass in hand, and played games with the controller.

The game has already been loaded, but Ji Baicen has been unable to concentrate for a long time.

There was the sound of something splashing on the water.

It should be the sound of Jiang Xiannian fishing out the sweet-scented osmanthus fish from the glass tank.

Quiet?

Ji Baicen looked up towards the kitchen.

From his angle, he could only see Jiang Xiannian's thin back.

With his back facing him, Jiang Xiannian wrapped a thin, light sweater on his back, accurately depicting the shape of a butterfly bone.

Ji Baicen frowned.

Jiang Xiannian is so easy to bully, will he not dare to kill fish?

It can be said that if you can't do it, is it necessary for the master to accommodate and speculate on your lover's feelings?

Pursing his lower lip, Ji Baicen forced himself to focus back on the game.

What does it have to do with him?

The two of them are not in a relationship.

once.

twice.

The villain holding the long sword fell from the giant's shoulder for the third time. Ji Baicen threw away the handle and walked towards the kitchen while talking:

"If you don't dare to kill fish, don't force it. Let's talk about it after the housekeeping is done tomorrow."

The voice has not yet landed, and has reached a position where the interior of the kitchen can be seen clearly.

His eyes naturally passed over Jiang Xiannian's shoulders, and he saw the other's slender and pale hands, holding a knife in one hand and a fish in the other.

With the knife in hand, the head of the fish with round eyes rolled down, the body of the fish without the head was thrown aside, and the tail moved twice from time to time.

Swallowing back the words he hadn't finished speaking, Ji Baicen supported the door frame and took a few steps back.

Jiang Xiannian rinsed off the blood on the knife, turned off the tap, tilted his head and asked him, "What did brother say just now? I'm sorry I didn't hear clearly."

His gaze flitted past the fish head that was "dead in peace" by the pool, and then moved away from Jiang Xiannian's knife. Ji Baicen moved his lips: "It's nothing."

"Oh."

Jiang Xiannian lowered his head and continued to handle the sweet-scented osmanthus fish.

……

Tomato juice made from tomatoes and tomato sauce is poured on the freshly fried fish. The green peas match the red tomato sauce, and the tail of the fish is upturned.

Jiang Xiannian sprinkled a handful of pine nuts and brought the squirrel mandarin fish to the dining table.

After serving Ji Baicen a bowl of rice, he turned and went back to the kitchen to prepare some simple and greasy vegetables.Thinking of something, I leaned out half of my body from behind the cooking table: "Brother, do you like the taste? This dish should be eaten while it is hot."

Ji Baicen replied in a calm manner, and stared at the squirrel mandarin fish that kept making "zizi" noises.

It looks good, but I don't know how it tastes.

He is definitely not the kind of hypocritical man in the TV series, who obviously cooks badly, even smashed the egg skin into it, and says it is delicious without conscience.

What's more, Jiang Xiannian is not his object at all.

While thinking this way, Ji Baicen pulled out the stool and sat down around the dining table, picking up his chopsticks at will.

The sweet and sour soup permeates perfectly into the tender fish meat, delicate and delicious, combined with the light fragrance of pine nuts, not only does it not feel greasy, but it is refreshing and appetizing, immediately satisfying and holding his taste buds firmly!

Looking at Jiang Xianjian who was concentrating on cooking in the kitchen, Ji Baicen paced over, turned on the rice cooker with a blank expression, and added two more bowls of rice for himself.

When Jiang Xiannian came out with the stir-fried vegetables, except for half of the fish body on the plate in front of him, the plate originally used to hold the squirrel mandarin fish was completely empty, and there was no soup left.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Xiannian pushed the half that seemed to be reserved for himself:

"Eat."

"If brother likes it, I will make more next time."

Ji Bocen pushed the plate back, leaned back on the chair leisurely, crossed his long legs, and said lazily: "It's just average, I don't like it very much."

Jiang Xiannian glanced at the empty fish dish, noncommittal.

Just adding new discoveries in my heart:

The employer is awkward.

There is no explicit dislike or rejection, just like it.

I say I like it generally, but I like it very much.

It was almost 9 o'clock after dinner, Jiang Xiannian spontaneously put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Before he could wash the dishes, Ji Baicen, who was leaning against the door, knocked on the marble countertop: "The dishwasher has its own disinfection function, do you have it?"

Jiang Xiannian pursed his lips, put the things in the dishwasher, went to the beverage machine to dispose of the fruit crumbs, packed them together with the garbage from cooking, took them out and sorted them into the trash can.

The temperature inside and outside the villa is not the same temperature. After walking outside for 10 minutes, my hands were numb with cold.

Jiang Xiannian took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and subconsciously rubbed his hands to keep warm.

Ji Baicen sneered, and tapped his index finger on the sofa: "There are housekeeping for cleaning and cleaning."

"In case you catch a cold, who do you want to pay for your extra medical expenses?"

Targeted too deliberately.

Jiang Xiannian didn't say a word, and for the first time realized that Ji Baicen didn't seem to like the essence of his work through the appearance?

There is also a little bit of anger.

why?

Jiang Xiannian looked around and analyzed the current situation one by one.

Time: nine o'clock in the evening.

Characters: Employer and his lover.

Location: Quiet room with no interruptions.

What happened: The lover offered to clean up, and the employer got mad.

Listing out the various elements, the answer was ready to come out, Jiang Xiannian suddenly understood, and Ji Baicen said: "Sorry, I'm going to take a shower."

After finishing speaking, he went into the bathroom, and Ji Baicen, who was in a complicated mood, was tangled in the living room.

Angry?

It can be considered an improvement.

But his tone is not bad, right?

do not care.

Wait, so does talking make him sound like a miser?

After thinking about it for more than ten minutes, Ji Baicen leaned back and sank heavily into the sofa.

As soon as the big hand with well-defined knuckles touched the smooth and soft leather surface, there was a "click", and the door opened from the bathroom.

Ji Baicen got up instantly, took the remote control to watch TV as if nothing had happened, and his eyes drifted to Jiang Xiannian from time to time.

Jiang Xiannian stood there wearing a newly bought plush pajamas, when he raised his hand, the loose sleeves slid down, revealing a small white jade-like arm.

The hair was not dried, and the wet black hair hung obediently and docilely. The fair skin that had just taken a shower made the lips rosy and full.

The curly and curled eyelashes moved slowly and slightly with the movement of wiping the hair.

Ji Baicen's Adam's apple slipped, he took two steps forward, and pushed Jiang Xiannian onto the sofa.

Unprepared, Jiang Xiannian couldn't sit still at first, and the towel covered his eyes when he fell down.The line of sight was blocked, and out of nervousness, the hands placed above the head gently grasped the sofa.

"Why, do you still want me to blow it to you?"

blow?

He doesn't know much.

Jiang Xiannian took off the Maojia towel and wanted to explain clearly, but saw Ji Baicen pull the cable over and put the palm of his left hand on the air outlet of a hair dryer to test the temperature.

The slight distress turned into doubt, Jiang Xiannian looked at Ji Baicen without blinking.

Ji Baicen made a "tsk" sound, with a strange expression: "Slowly."

"I'll blow it to you this time."

As he spoke, he pressed his shoulder and turned the person in a different direction.

Jiang Xiannian didn't have time to refuse, and soon the slight sound of the machine running in his ears.

In stark contrast to his impatient tone, Ji Baicen's movements were almost gentle.

The slender and strong fingers walked through the hair, moving them carefully, and there was a warm wind blowing where they passed.

Jiang Xiannian raised his face, his eyes were filled with even more puzzled emptiness.

Why did you blow his hair?

The plush pajamas already have a soft and waxy atmosphere, coupled with Jiang Xiannian's unaffected and natural cuteness at this time, it is quiet and quiet, just like a well-behaved humanoid doll placed in a glass window.

Ji Baicen's eyes trembled, he could barely hold the hair dryer, he hurriedly gave Jiang Xiannian a few blows, and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of iced drink.

After drinking two mouthfuls of ice water, Ji Bocen leaned his back against the refrigerator door, and wiped away the water stains on his lips with his fingertips:

"I'll say it again, we're just a money-for-money employment relationship."

For some reason, Jiang Xiannian read a bit of viciousness from his tone.

Did I do something that crossed the line?

Seeing that Ji Baicen was still staring at him, Jiang Xiannian nodded incomprehension, and reached out to unbutton the second button of his pajamas:

"Brother, do you still want to do it?"