long life

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Yu Xiu didn't plan on what to eat, so he proposed to buy something and go back to Zhou Jing's apartment to do it, and by the way, look for the keychain he left there last time.

The two bought some fresh vegetables that might be used tonight, some condiments and canned beer in the supermarket.

Zhou Jing was also surprised that Yu Xiu could cook. After all, he used to be someone who could even confuse spinach with rapeseed.

But seeing how he skillfully chops vegetables in the kitchen, Zhou Jing is somewhat convinced.

Yu Xiu blanched the cut potato sticks, then took them out and put them in cold water to cool them for later use. After all this was done, he turned to wash the tomatoes in the sink.

Zhou Jing stood at the door of the kitchen for a while, walked over and asked him, "Do you need my help?"

"No, if brother comes to help, it's meaningless to me." Yu Xiu paused, pointed to those potatoes and said, "Otherwise, you can help me find ketchup, and there will be French fries later."

"French fries?" Zhou Jing glanced at the potatoes, "I suddenly want to know what delicious dishes you will cook tonight."

"There are french fries, tomatoes and eggs, flavored eggplant, rice as a staple food, and a small pot of wolfberry chicken soup at the end, what do you think?" Yu Xiu smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a beautiful arc.

"It seems that I have a good meal tonight." Zhou Jing said, and turned to look for the ketchup in the cupboard.

He found the needed material bottles from a pile of bottles and cans, and couldn't help asking curiously, "I still remember that you were very afraid of going into the kitchen when you were a child. How have you become so proficient in business now?"

"I learned it from my cousin during the summer vacation." Yu Xiu said while busy, "Besides, being able to cook for someone you like is a very happy thing."

"Really." Zhou Jing raised her eyebrows, "I don't know which girl will be so lucky in the future."

While talking, he opened the ketchup and poured some on the plate, and when he was about to serve it to Yu Xiu, he didn't expect Yu Xiu to be standing behind him the moment he turned around.

Unprepared, the plate in his hand tilted a bit, and a little sauce was impartially rubbed on Yu Xiu's white T-shirt.

The ketchup slid down the clothes, and soon smeared a red-orange color.

"Sorry..." Zhou Jing hurriedly put down the plate, looking for something to wipe.

Yu Xiu's face was full of indifference, and he looked down at the stain, "It's nothing, just wash it off."

Zhou Jing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Then you... take it off."

Yu Xiu lowered his head and smiled softly, and cooperatively took off his clothes and handed them to Zhou Jing.

"I'm in charge of cooking, and my brother is in charge of doing my laundry."

"...Okay." Zhou Jing held the stained T-shirt in his hand, and his eyes fell on Yu Xiu inadvertently.

At this time, he was only wearing a pair of gray casual trousers, the hem of the trousers just wrapped around his crotch, forming a clear boundary with the skin.

The chest appears broad, the lines of the abdominal muscles are smooth and plump without showing off, and the strong arms make people feel very powerful.

Even as a man, Zhou Jing still couldn't help being envious and curious about such a figure.

I only noticed that he was tall before, but I didn't expect that after two years of effort, he would grow much taller than me, and even the difference in body shape was quite different.

"Brother, is there something on me?" Yu Xiu deliberately took two steps closer to him, his eyes wrapped around Zhou Jing, watching his every move.

"No." Zhou Jing suddenly came back to his senses, feeling a little hot in his ears, and hurriedly explained: "It just depends on your good figure, how did you practice?"

"That's right." Yu Xiu smiled, "Does brother want to practice too?"

"I don't have much time." Zhou Jing subconsciously touched his mediocre body with his hand, "I'm usually tired from work, and I don't even have the heart to go to the gym."

"I don't usually go to the gym." Yu Xiu said, "I just have time to run, do push-ups and so on."

Zhou Jing just felt envious, it's better to be younger, full of vigor and vitality.

Yu Xiu lowered his head, suddenly grabbed Zhou Jing's wrist and asked softly, "Brother, do you want to touch it?"

"Ah?" Zhou Jing was taken aback for a moment, and then felt that Yu Xiu pulled his hand and put it on him, and the palm of his hand was instantly touched with warmth.

A young body always makes people yearn for it, and it has a fatal attraction invisibly, especially what I never had when I was young.

The touch under the palm is clear, and the muscles follow Yu Xiu's breath and breath, and the touch sometimes becomes soft, and sometimes it is as firm as a rock.

Zhou Jing's heartbeat became faster and faster. After all, Yu Xiu let him go, so he decided to be a little bolder, and moved up and down his abdomen several times, and it felt good.

In the end, it was still a bit of a fire, Yu Xiu's breathing became a little messy, and he hurriedly held the back of his hand, "Brother, the fire on the stove hasn't been turned off yet."

"Ah." Zhou Jing hurriedly withdrew her hand, feeling that she had lost her composure just now, "Then you go and cook, and I will do the laundry."

Yu Xiu turned his body on his back, and replied: "It will take a while to cook the soup, brother can go to do other things first after washing the clothes."

"Okay." Zhou Jing suddenly became a little at a loss, so he took the clothes and walked quickly to the bathroom.

When he walked to the door of the kitchen, he stopped to look at Yu Xiu again.

The back view of bowing his head to cook, can be seen very seriously.

He thought, if there is someone who can always be by his side, who can talk to relieve boredom when he is lonely, and who can cook for himself when he is hungry...it would be a very happy thing.