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Living together with Ke Jiang is definitely not a good thing.

That night, Xie Baijing lay down on the bed after hastily washing up in the bathroom of his room.He closed the door tightly and turned off the lights. Exhaustion made his muscles seem to be still tense. He closed his eyes and tried to relax himself.His body was already very tired, but his spirit was always restless.Perhaps it was because Ke Jiang was in the same room, and Ke Jiang should still be in the living room, but there was no sound at this time, even the TV was turned off.This made him heave a sigh of relief, guessing what Ke Jiang was doing.

He lay down for nearly half an hour, and the room was silent all the time.He slowly relaxed his mind. After being tense all day, he could finally start to feel sleepy. He expected that Ke Jiang would not really do anything tonight... come...

Da da da, the sound of approaching footsteps came from outside the door.

Xie Baijing thought to himself, really can't think too well of Ke Jiang.

Ke Jiang tiptoed, slowly turned the doorknob, and quietly pushed the door open a small crack at a turtle's speed.He looked through the gap, the room was dark, only a little moonlight leaked from the window.Xie Baijing lay flat on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep, breathing smoothly.Ke Jiang was quite aware of anti-surveillance. He stood at the door and held his breath for a long while, confirming that Xie Baijing was really asleep. He put all his slippers aside, stepped on the wooden floor with only his socks, and approached step by step.

Xie Baijing's heartbeat started to speed up inexplicably, and he tried his best to maintain a steady breathing, but the muscles in his arms were always tense.

What is Ke Jiang going to do?kiss him?Molested him?Xie Baijing couldn't think of it, but no matter what it was, he was always ready to interrupt this person's behavior.

Ke Jiang finally stopped in front of his bed, squatted down, looked at Xie Baijing fixedly, and raised his eyebrows.Xie Baijing still had his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping peacefully, with a straight nose, eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his cheeks, his thin lips were pursed, and his beautiful and sharp features looked peaceful and quiet under the interweaving of darkness and moonlight.He is usually silent, but that silence is like a sharp blade, silent and fierce, like a beast that has just entered the forbidden area, always on guard.But the silence at this time was a little gentle, even a little childish.Ke Jiang originally only wanted to take a look, but at this moment he lost his mind. After a while, he murmured softly: "Sleeping Beauty..."

Xie Baijing's brows faintly twitched.

Ke Jiang propped one hand on the edge of the bed, and slowly leaned closer.Xie Baijing could almost feel the man's breath getting closer, it was a refreshing and very light men's perfume, so that his breathing was disordered for a few seconds.

"Good night." Ke Jiang said softly.

He breathed lightly on the tip of Xie Baijing's nose, but he did nothing, like an old father saying goodnight to his child.After finishing this sentence, he conveniently landed and left, stomping out of the room.

Almost the second after he closed the door, Xie Baijing suddenly opened his eyes.

His temples were throbbing, as if there were a hundred little Ke Jiangs playing and bouncing around in it with innocent faces, making him toss and turn all night until it was daylight.

Early the next morning, Xie Baijing got up to wash and change clothes.The new environment obviously didn't give him a good mood, his eyes were slightly black and blue, and his eyes were bloodshot.He took a cold shower and managed to wake himself up.It was still early, he pushed open the door and realized that Ke Jiang was still sleeping——Ke Jiang's room was diagonally opposite to him. At this time, the door was wide open, and at a glance he could see a man lying on the big bed. A person who sleeps on all fours.The central air conditioner was turned on 24 hours a day at home, and the temperature was moderate, but Ke Jiang fell asleep somehow. The quilt was kicked to the corner of the bed, and half of it fell on the ground. Zhan, like a cat sleeping soundly.

Xie Baijing subconsciously took two steps forward.From this angle of view, Ke Jiang's head can be clearly seen tilted to one side, his hair is in a mess, his eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks like butterfly feathers, the corners of his lips are slightly raised without smiling, his chest is undulating steadily, and his face is calm, as if he is immersed in something beautiful. Sweet dreams.

Xie Baijing seemed very disgusted, stared at it for a long time, finally couldn't help it, stepped forward and grabbed the man's quilt on the bed with one hand, and then forced himself to turn around.The driver is already waiting for him downstairs. Today he will go to the audition. Although Ke Jiang is the matchmaker, he still prepares for a long time and will wait for today.Xiao Li didn't go to the company until near noon to take a look at Xie Baijing who had just put on makeup, stared at it for a while, and asked, "Are you used to living in the new apartment?"

Xie Baijing was eating in the lounge without raising his head halfway.Xiao Li gossiped keenly: "What happened?"

Xie Baijing ate silently.His silence has long been used to, but Xiao Li still does not give up, looking up and down, left and right, silently with the corners of his eyes.Everything about the young man in front of him was normal. The make-up artist skillfully covered up his tiredness, which was the icing on the cake, making him look handsome and energetic, with less sharp eyebrows and a more gentle temperament.In addition to being handsome, nothing else can be seen.

Xie Baijing's appearance can deceive even those who are often around him, let alone others.The audition process went smoothly, Xie Baijing's foundation was not stable, but he has been training intensively recently, and he still looks decent.The role left to him is very in line with his personality in reality, and he can be regarded as acting in his true colors.Although the director was not present, the people present had obviously received the news, and after seeing Xie Baijing, they showed expressions of surprise—part of it was to cooperate with the performance, and part of it was from the heart.It wasn't until Xie Baijing got on the car home at night that he became tired and leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed.Xiao Li read the work plan to him from the side, and saw him close his eyes in the middle of the reading, and shut his mouth resentfully, and even subconsciously held his breath, for fear of disturbing others to rest.Unknowingly, even he was led by the nose by Xie Baijing, a student who was only in his twenties.

It was still not early for Xie Baijing to arrive at the apartment, and the night had already fallen.When he was woken up by his assistant and saw the strange neighborhood outside the window, he realized that he had moved.

There is also Ke Jiang at home.

He is really in a complicated mood.Xie Baijing likes to be alone and is not used to living with people who are not related by blood.When living in college, he can reduce communication with his roommates and live their own lives, but he can't face Ke Jiang.Ke Jiang is like a child, who needs people's eyes to be fixed and precise all the time.Xie Baijing really couldn't figure it out, a person from such a class, not to mention how strategic and far-reaching he was, would not be so naive and stubborn, and he didn't know how a person like Ke Jiang was born among that group of people.

Before getting out of the car, Xie Baijing asked in a deep voice, "How can I not live with him?"

Xiao Li put on an expression of "I've waited a day for you to ask me this question", and said with a relieved smile: "Xiao Xie, you are wrong to think so, how many people can't ask for a meal with President Xiao Ke, You are still not happy to live together. You don’t need to pay for the house now, Xiao Ke is so generous. Besides, if you ask me, I have no solution... Hey, you just left?!"

Xie Baijing was still carrying his backpack, took the elevator upstairs, opened the door, and Ke Jiang was honestly playing games in the study.Hearing his return, he howled inside: "Xiao Xie!"

Xie Baijing went to put the bag away without saying a word, but Ke Jiang didn't hear a reply. The game was full of guns and bullets, and he shouted anxiously: "There is supper on the table!"

Xie Baijing was taken aback for a moment.In the restaurant, there were indeed several plates and bowls and chopsticks on the table.There is a bowl of pork ribs and scallop porridge, as well as some Hong Kong-style dim sum and side dishes, which are still warm to the touch.When Xie Baijing sat down to eat, Ke Jiang in the game had just passed away smoothly. In reality, Ke Jiang dropped his earphones in frustration in the room. After a while, he came out very naturally, sat opposite him and put a piece of shrimp dumpling into his mouth. : "My aunt just sent it, what do you think?"

Xie Baijing was inexplicably embarrassed, and restrained: "It's good."

"In the future, if you have time, come back to eat, it's better than outside." Ke Jiang propped his chin, "Go to the audition today, what did the surname Lu say?"

Xie Baijing: "Very well... Director Lu is not here."

Ke Jiang snorted a little dissatisfied when he heard the words, and muttered in a low voice: "Who does he look down on, he won't show me face."

Xie Baijing subconsciously wanted to argue for others, but retracted his voice.Maybe it was the first time he really felt that he was divided into his own sphere of influence by Young Master Ke, or maybe when he came home, he found that the experience of someone leaving him a supper was really rare. The sharp guard slowly retracted half an inch, lowered his eyes, showing a peaceful silence.Ke Jiang stretched out his chopsticks and ate the third shrimp dumpling before he stopped. He silently observed the young man drinking porridge in front of him. Be good, I'm not used to you if you embarrass me."

Xie Baijing hummed, put down his chopsticks, he had already finished a bowl of porridge, and asked, "Would you like some more?"

Ke Jiang shook his head and said he had eaten.He stood up and packed his and Ke Jiang's bowls and chopsticks, and carried them back into the kitchen.Ke Jiang must be a master who can't work, so he specially invited an aunt to be responsible for cooking and preparing snacks and drinks when the time came, and another aunt came to clean regularly.Just as Ke Jiang was about to say to keep it for others to clean up, he heard the sound of rushing water.

The kitchen is open, Ke Jiang glanced in, Xie Baijing rolled up his cuffs, rinsed the porridge bowl neatly, and bent down to put it in the dishwasher.He had never used a dishwasher before, so he frowned and studied for a while, feeling Ke Jiang peeking at him like eyes on his back, and turned around and asked, "What else do you want to wash?"

Ke Jiang was stunned: "No."

Xie Baijing washed his hands, dried the cooking table slowly with a towel, and then folded the towels in an orderly manner.The snacks were still on the table, so he came over and collected them one by one, covered them, and put them in the refrigerator.When the servant came, he put a lot of fruit in the refrigerator for Ke Shao. Xie Baijing saw it, took out two boxes of blueberries and cherries, washed them, put them back on the dining table, and signaled Ke Jiang to eat.People who often do housework do things with a familiarity that can be seen at a glance, and they are not sloppy.And Xie Baijing looks extremely good-looking when he is doing things, as if he is shooting a home advertisement, his every move is so handsome that people can't take his eyes off it.Ke Jiang sat on the dining chair and watched him tidy up. Suddenly, he felt his heart beating, and he was a little at a loss: "Xiao Xie, ah, you have been busy all day, go and rest."

Xie Baijing stroked his hair casually, pursed his lips, and nodded awkwardly and silently.He doesn't think it's such a small thing to do. To live with Ke Jiang, he is ready to serve the young master. After all, housework is not a burden if it is done from a young age.It's just that he still couldn't fully adapt to looking directly at Ke Jiang face to face, so he avoided his gaze and went back to the room by himself.

Ke Jiang went back to the study with the fruit.He didn't go to the company these days, and he only met with his friends a few times.At this moment, he turned on his phone, flipped through his friends list, and really didn't know who to talk to. After a long while, he casually clicked on someone, with a cherries in his mouth, biting the sticky juice with the tip of his tongue, his eyes lit up Bright, seemingly calm typing.

[Ke Jiang: Ah! ! !My little boyfriend is so TM virtuous! ! [Groundhog screams]]

Xu Li who suddenly received his WeChat:? ? ?