Become the white moonlight of the attack

Fu Shixin's kitchen is just a decoration. Fortunately, his mother has been here several times and bought some pots, pans and spoons for him, but he really doesn't have "ginger".

Speaking of "Ginger", he remembered another thing. The two of them haven't eaten since they got off work.

"Wait a minute, I'll send someone to deliver the food." Fu Shixin wanted to pick up his mobile phone to call the restaurant, but when he touched his pants pocket, he remembered that he had left the mobile phone in the living room.

He quickly left the guest room to find his mobile phone, but Jiang Zhuo called out, "How long will it take to get there?"

Fu Shixin thought for a while, "It will take an hour to add delivery now."

For an hour, he might as well do it himself.

"Do you have a pot in the kitchen?"

Fu Shixin understood what Jiang Zhuo meant, but he was in a bad mood tonight, and he couldn't let go of his tiredness.

"Yes, but..."

"It's fine, just wait here, I'll go downstairs to buy some vegetables, and I'll be back soon." Jiang Zhuo turned to leave, and stopped suddenly when he passed the living room.

Fu Shixin thought that he had something to say, so he listened to his orders.

"That..." Jiang Zhuo touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, and said softly, "I won't sneak away."

Fu Shixin was stunned. Before he could think of what to say, Jiang Zhuo had already picked up his coat and left his house.

He...was he just explaining to him that he won't leave?

Fu Shixin jumped up crazily as if he had won the lottery. Jiang Zhuo's explanation undoubtedly made him cry with excitement.

Jiang Zhuo walked out of Fu Shixin's house and sighed deeply at the door. Was his sentence just now redundant?

He felt a little regretful, but the words had already been said, and there was no way to remedy them, forget it...

After tonight, the two of you will return to your respective places.

Jiang Zhuo found a convenience store outside Fu Shixin Community. The convenience store is very small and only has simple common dishes.

He took a handful of dried noodles, a few eggs, a few shallots, and half a serving of green vegetables, thinking that Fu Shixin's house probably didn't have seasonings, and he took a small bottle of sesame oil, a small amount of salt and chicken essence.

In the end, he bought another piece of ginger, which was the real purpose of his coming here.

It was already ten o'clock, and according to his plan, he didn't want to eat, but Fu Shixin proposed that he helped him again today, and it was unreasonable not to let him eat.

Jiang Zhuo bought things and returned to Fu Shixin's house for 15 minutes.

When he entered, Fu Shixin was standing in front of the balcony of the living room on the phone, and he changed into home clothes.

Jiang Zhuo approached, and Fu Shixin was looking at him, pointing at him to the cell phone on which he answered the call.

Jiang Zhuo understood, nodded to him and walked towards the kitchen alone.

Fu Shixin's kitchen was better than he had imagined. Although the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar had not been opened, they were neatly placed in the cupboard.

In addition to dishes, pots and pans, knives and chopsticks should be complete.

He took out the noodles he bought, eggs and vegetables, washed them carefully, and cooked them in a pot.

I also brought ginger, washed it, put it on the cutting board and cut it into thin slices, found a small soup pot in the cabinet, and cooked it.

The ginger tea was ready, Jiang Zhuo brought a clean bowl, divided it into two portions, looked at the pot for cooking noodles, and walked out of the kitchen with one of the ginger tea.

Fu Shixin was still on the phone, he put the bowl on the coffee table, turned around to remind him, but looked at Fu Shixin who was answering the phone, slightly lost in thought.

Fu Shixin was very quiet tonight, whether he was helping Feng Wenke or sitting with him in the park afterwards.

He had always given him the impression that he was a confident kid from a rich family.

Even if the two have skin-to-skin relationship, and he stalks him to say that he likes and wants to be together, he will classify him as an inexperienced brat.

But today, it seems that he is much more mature than he imagined.

People like him who look forward and backward are most afraid of meeting someone like Fu Shixin who is both internal and external and has a long-term love for him.

He looked at Fu Shixin, his eyes covered by glasses seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, revealing a moment of confusion.

He...will he be the one who loves long?

Fu Shixin put away his mobile phone and walked towards him with a smile, his quiet eyes were full of love at this moment.

Under the light, he was shining brightly, and the light hit the gray home clothes on his body, as if he was covered with an invisible shawl that was invincible.

All the love, light, and positive energy come one after another.

But he could only see the endless darkness behind it.

He moved his lips slightly, and turned his back suddenly when Fu Shixin walked in front of him, his lips were full of sarcasm, how could he be in love.

Feng Wenke became what he is now because of his long love.

"Zhuo"

Jiang Zhuo put away his complicated emotions, picked up the ginger tea on the coffee table, turned around and pushed it in front of Fu Shixin.

"Drink this."

Fu Shixin looked at the yellow clarified liquid in the bowl, and was a little overwhelmed by the news, "This... is for me?"

"Well, drink it, and be careful if you get sick again." He didn't want him to run to his house to hang on when he got sick again.

"Oh." Fu Shixin picked up the bowl and swallowed it down.

"Be careful—" Before the words could be uttered, Fu Shixin had already put the empty bowl in his hand.

Jiang Zhuo touched Yu Wen on the bowl, worrying about this guy, he is really out of his mind, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a fancy to him.

Fu Shixin grinned like a child who just ate candy, "It's delicious, thank you."

The corners of Jiang Zhuo's mouth twitched a little. It was the first time he had heard that ginger tea was delicious. Forget it... what else could he say, and went back to the kitchen silently with the bowl.

The noodles in the pot had been cooked, he took out the bowl, chopsticks, and the spoon, and carefully brushed them clean. The noodles were served out, he ordered some sesame oil, and added some chopped green onion to one of the bowls.

He didn't know if Fu Shixin liked it or not, so he took out a small dish and washed it, and put the chopped green onion in it.

Fu Shixin stood at the door of the kitchen and kept watching him, but he was not polite to him, looking back and asked him to come over and serve the bowl.

He was very cooperative and obediently picked up the bowl and put it on the table in the restaurant. He wanted to get up and help Jiang Zhuoduan again, but was stopped by Jiang Zhuo.

"Eat quickly, the noodles will be lumpy later."

Fu Shixin was overjoyed, and obediently sat opposite him and began to eat.

Jiang Zhuo no longer had an appetite, he didn't have the habit of eating supper, even if he was too hungry, drinking some water or coffee would be enough.

Jiang Zhuo, who had no appetite, simply picked up his mobile phone to play, only to notice that an unfamiliar number called him twice.

He stared at the strange number for a long time, then at Fu Shixin who was eating noodles, and had no intention of dialing back.

Fu Shixin knew that he had no appetite, so he didn't say much, picked up the noodles in front of him and continued to eat, Jiang Zhuo looked at him in surprise, he just said that he was not full.

In fact, he was reluctant to waste it. Jiang Zhuo took the initiative to cook the noodles for him.

Fu Shixin was already full after eating, so he signaled Jiang Zhuo to go to the room to rest, while he obediently went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Jiang Zhuo loves cleanliness very much. Even if he just cooked, he would keep the kitchen spotless. If Fu Shixin hadn't just eaten two bowls of noodles, he would have thought that the kitchen hadn't been overheated.

When Fu Shixin came back to the living room, Jiang Zhuo was crouching down next to the TV cabinet in the living room, watching his video game card. He approached with a smile and squatted down.

Jiang Zhuo knew it was him, holding an antique disc and asked him, "Why do you have this?"

Fu Shixin raised his eyebrows. From Jiang Zhuo's surprised face, he naturally knew that he liked it.

"I played it when I was young, so I collected some." He looked at Jiang Zhuo and asked knowingly, "Do you like it too?"

"I can't say I like it, but I was addicted to it for a while when I was young. I remember Zhao Ran..."

Jiang Zhuo's voice stopped abruptly on Zhao Ran's name, Fu Shixin saw that his expression was not very good, remembered the things upstairs and changed the subject: "There is a game console I collected upstairs, do you want to play it? "

Jiang Zhuo's attention was diverted as expected, "What kind?"

Jiang Zhuo's deep and lustrous eyes met Fu Shixin's. At this moment, his eyes were full of anticipation, surprise, and softness different from the past.

Fu Shixin closed his eyes slightly, approached him involuntarily, and reached out to remove the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The back of his finger brushed his delicate face intentionally or unintentionally, and Fu Shixin's thin lips parted slightly, revealing an aftertaste smile.

The clear and gentle voice came from the mouth with deep love, "You are more beautiful without glasses."

Jiang Zhuo turned his face away in embarrassment, picked up Fu Shixin's glasses and got up in a panic.

"It's late, I'm going to rest."

Seeing him leave as if fleeing, Fu Shixin scolded himself for not being able to live up to his expectations, and endured it all night, why couldn't he hold on for a while longer.

Fu Shixin got up, looked at his precious disc, and thought about the antique video game upstairs. He suddenly wondered what Jiang Zhuo would have seen if he saw it, or did he not remember it?

The deep eyes dimmed suddenly, this feeling made him cautious, but the other party was him, he was willing.

Fu Shixin got up slowly, put away the CD that Jiang Zhuo took out, and walked towards the guest room.

Jiang Zhuo sat on the bed restlessly. He was going to spend the night here, and he always felt that his compromise was too dangerous.

How could Fu Shixin let that sperm go so easily?

Just as he was thinking, Fu Shixin was already leaning against the door, holding a change of clothes and towels for Jiang Zhuo in his hand.

"Don't worry, I said I won't touch you, and I will keep my promise."

Jiang Zhuo watched him walk in, and put the clothes and towels beside her bed, "Here is a change of clothes, they are all clean and washed, there are toiletries in the bathroom, the floor is a little slippery, be careful when you go in, or have……"

Fu Shixin stopped and glanced at him, then continued, "How about we play a video game sometime?"

Seeing that Jiang Zhuo was about to speak, he immediately explained, "It's not today, it's late, you should have a good rest."

Fu Shixin walked up to Jiang Zhuo's side suddenly, bent down and kissed his reddish lips by surprise.

There was a triumphant smile on Junyi's face, "I ask for a goodnight kiss."

Seeing Jiang Zhuo's distraught expression, Fu Shixin was in a good mood, "Good night, my Zhuo."

After speaking, he strode out and closed the door of the room for him.

Angrily, Jiang Zhuo picked up the cushion on the chair and threw it out.

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