The Price of Rebirth [System]
Chapter 70.
Yawning lazily, Zhang Chongji rubbed his fluffy hair and opened the refrigerator, and the cloud-like air-conditioning rushed to his face, instantly driving away all the drowsiness he had just woken up from.
Touching the bridge of his nose, Zhang Chongji casually glanced at the cold drinks on the refrigerator shelf, and picked out a bottle of jujube-flavored yogurt with the corner of his lips hooked.
The sound of closing the refrigerator door coincided with the movement from the porch, Zhang Zhongji subconsciously raised his eyes and saw Father Wu walking in with a few bags of fruits and vegetables with a smile on his face.
"Dad," Zhang Chongji walked over, took the slightly heavy plastic bag from Father Wu's hand, and frowned without any trace, "Didn't it prevent you from going out to buy groceries?
"Didn't you just come back?" Father Wu looked at him lovingly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and tail deepened with a smile, "Dad just wanted to make you something delicious."
Zhang Chongji pursed his lips, opened the bag under his hands, looked at the fresh vegetables with dew and the lively crucian carp, and couldn't help feeling a little helpless between his brows.
"Dad, I just came back from camping, not from abroad, so I don't need to spend so much money, it's fine as usual."
"How can this be done?" Father Wu waved his hands, a little disapproving, and his tone was very serious, "What can I eat while camping? The food you have outside these two days is not as good as what you get at home. Of course, you have to make up for it when you get home."
Zhang Chongji was choked by Wu's father's words, and he smiled softly after a while.
"Okay then," Zhang Chongji's eyes were helpless and more soft than he could detect, "Then I'll help too."
Regarding cooking skills, although Zhang Chongji's dishes are not as lingering as the delicacies made by chefs, they are also delicious. However, Zhang Chongji's offer of help is not only because of his own cooking skills His self-confidence is also to be able to help Wu's father share some things within his ability.
But when Zhang Chongji clumsily cut the chubby onions on the chopping board with red eyes, he had to start to doubt whether his choice to help in the kitchen was right.
God knows that at this time his eyes were aching from the irritating smell of the onion, and his vision was blurred due to the stimulation of the lacrimal gland. In order to prevent his fingers from being cut, Zhang Chongji had to narrow his eyes, and the movements of his hands were also blurred. Gradually slow down.
"By the way, Xiaojing," Father Wu was handling the frisky crucian carp with his back turned to him, unaware that his son looked like a crying man with red eyes, "When you went camping, Second Young Master..."
As if thinking of something, Father Wu's words stopped, and subconsciously glanced at his son's slender back, the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat.
"Dad, I know what you want to say," Zhang Chongji paused for a moment, the sound of the blade clanging on the chopping board was a bit heavy, Father Wu raised his head when he heard the sound, but only heard him casually interface: " Yuan Ke came to look for me, didn't he?"
Father Wu was stunned for a moment, his expression a bit stunned, but he did not deny the facts that Zhang Chongji said.
"Dad, you don't have to worry too much," Zhang Chongji cut the onion leisurely, whether it was because the onion smudged his eyes or something else, his voice was a little hoarse but there was a hint of a comforting smile in his tone , "I won't get into the horns of the Yuan family anymore."
Father Wu moved his lips when he heard the words, trying to say something, but in the end he just sighed lightly.
"Life is good now," Zhang Chongji wiped away the tears from the pricked lacrimal glands in the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, and then said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to think about any troublesome things anymore."
"Xiaojing...you can think so," Wu's father wanted to raise his hand to pat Zhang Chongji's shoulder, but because of the smell of fish scales on his hand, he said in a distressed tone, "You can feel relieved if you think so, father."
Zhang Chongji didn't speak any more, he just raised his eyes and gave Father Wu a faint smile. The eye sockets, which were obviously red with onions, looked different to Father Wu, which made him worry.
In his eyes, his son was always a child, and he, as a father, felt distressed for the fragility hidden under the strong appearance.
"Okay, don't help me any more, go sit on the sofa for a while... the rest of the father will be fine."
As soon as Father Wu's words fell to the ground, there was a crisp and pleasant doorbell outside the porch door. Zhang Zhongji blinked, put down the kitchen knife and smiled at Father Wu: "Dad, I'll open the door."
After hastily washing his palms, Zhang Chongji dragged a pair of gray slippers and slapped to the entrance, brushed his broken hair, closed the door handle, and opened the door.
When he opened the door, he raised his head but unexpectedly bumped into a pair of eyes as deep and bottomless as a black hole.
Zhang Chongji froze for a moment, pursed his lips tightly, and couldn't hide the stunned expression on his fair face.
"How did you come?"
Standing outside the door was Yuan Ke wearing a black sweater. At this time, he was leaning against the door frame with his pockets in his pockets. The loose sweater was designed with a scoop neck, exposing his wheat-colored skin and sexy collarbone. , although the aura exuding from the whole body is not as strong as the usual suit, it is still lazy and charming.
To be honest, although Zhang Chongji had thought that Yuan Ke would come to him before this, he never expected it would be so soon. Should it be said that Yuan Ke could not wait or his prediction was wrong?
However, no matter what kind of conclusion it is, it is not important at this time. Yuan Ke's arrival is only to implement his plan in advance.
However, as the successor of the Yuan Group, does he have such leisure time?
Zhang Chong couldn't help but think of his mobile phone that was about to be scrapped due to the constant reception of text messages and calls when he turned it on, and his eyes felt a little helpless.
When he was camping in the suburbs, he couldn’t receive a mobile phone signal, so he turned off his mobile phone and put it in his backpack. After returning yesterday, the screen of the kung fu mobile phone was shaking non-stop just a few seconds after it was turned on, almost making him think that his mobile phone It was scrapped because it hadn't been turned on for a long time, and the final reason was only because of Yuan Kehai's flood of text messages and phone calls.
After this text message incident, it is not difficult for Zhang Chongji to guess the reason why Wu's father stopped talking about half of the topic just now. It must be that Yuan Ke came to look for someone because he couldn't find it, and Wu's father probably told him about himself. Otherwise, the text message would not have suddenly ended abruptly yesterday.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that Yuan Ke didn't know that his job was a university teacher, and he didn't know that his youngest brother was his student, but after this camping incident, whether he knew or not is not certain.
The corners of Yuan Ke's mouth were twitching, but when his eyes fell on those red eyes, they suddenly became gloomy.
Peeling off the slightly soft illusion, Yuan Ke forcefully clamped Zhang Chongji's chin, his black eyes flickered and his tone was a little irritable: "What's wrong with you? Have you cried?"
Zhang Chongji was stunned for a while, but he shook off the restraint in his hands, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's just cutting onions..."
Yuan Ke seemed to be choked by his explanation, his eyes flickered a little bit, but he was relieved, then he pursed his thin lips and raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Why, don't you plan to invite me in? "
Zhang Chongji raised his eyes and glanced at him, moved his lips but still didn't say anything, just stepped aside gently to let Yuan Ke enter the house.
"Xiao Jing, who is it? It's your friend..." Father Wu came out of the kitchen smiling while wiping his apron. Got a throat cough.
"Dad, are you okay?" Zhang Chongji frowned slightly worriedly, patted Wu's father's back lightly, and at the same time glared at Yuan Ke next to him with strange resentment, but the latter just curled his lips. The corners of the eyes narrowed slightly, and the long and narrow eyes seemed very happy.
"Why is he..." Father Wu said in surprise, but seemed to realize something, lowered his voice and whispered in Zhang Chongji's ear, "Why is he here?"
Zhang Chongji shrugged his shoulders, with a helpless smile on his lips: "Dad, you can go to work first, just leave it to me here."
Father Wu was a little hesitant, his eyes lingered between the two for a long time, finally heaved a long sigh, shook his head and walked into the kitchen.
Zhang Chongji watched Father Wu pacing into the kitchen, turned his head and raised his eyes, and met Yuan Ke's fixed gaze. The two people's gazes paused in the air for a few seconds. Yuan Ke directly and almost did not The concealed eyes were so hot that he was almost scalded, Zhang Zhongji coughed a little uncomfortably, and turned his head away to divert his gaze from contact with him.
"What do you want to drink?" Zhang Chongji tightened his lips, walked to the refrigerator and looked back at him, "How about yogurt?"
Yuan Ke's gaze never shifted from the moment he entered the door, as if fixed on Zhang Chongji. He was greedy and hot and refused to let go of the figure's words and smiles. It seemed that only in this way could he forcefully stop the near The thoughts that drown themselves.
Yuan Ke knew that he was a demon, but he had only seen him for a few days, but he seemed to have been thinking about it for a century, which made him afraid of being too late.
Perhaps it seemed that it was because of the annoyance of being scrutinized by Yuan Ke's fiery gaze, or because the other party turned a deaf ear to the question, Zhang Chongji's mouth softened a little.
Yuan Ke seemed to have come to his senses just now, watching Zhang Chongji's slender and smooth neck move his Adam's apple, and uttered the word "good" in a low, slightly hoarse voice.
Pulling out a bottle of mineral water, Zhang Chongji had just closed the refrigerator door, but behind his back he was sensitively aware of the approaching warm temperature of his body, but it was too late when he wanted to turn around, and he was already in the blink of an eye. Yuan Ke hugged him forcefully in his arms with his back turned.
Zhang Chongji frowned and wanted to struggle subconsciously, but his shoulders were forced to twist, and the warm thin lips of the other party greeted him.
The whisper that was about to come out was choked by the other party's kiss. Zhang Zhongji opened his eyes wide and looked at the handsome man in front of him in astonishment. His body was imprisoned by his strong arms and he couldn't move for a while.
How can he? !Father Wu is still in the kitchen!
Zhang Chongji wriggled and struggled to break free in his arms, but there was a faint tingling pain on his lips from his merciless bite.
I just heard him kissing his lips and saying vaguely.
"I miss you so much, I miss you so much."
The author has something to say: Because of the quarrel with Papa, the laptop was honorably sacrificed... I am sorry for not being able to catch up with the update these days, the computer has been taken for repairs, this article was updated in an Internet cafe, I hope everyone Can you forgive the author who has spent nights in Internet cafes because of his slow typing speed? ! ! (bow down)
In addition, I want Chongji to live with Yuan Ke, so that I will eat up early (?), Chongji's first time must be Yuan Ke's...
Touching the bridge of his nose, Zhang Chongji casually glanced at the cold drinks on the refrigerator shelf, and picked out a bottle of jujube-flavored yogurt with the corner of his lips hooked.
The sound of closing the refrigerator door coincided with the movement from the porch, Zhang Zhongji subconsciously raised his eyes and saw Father Wu walking in with a few bags of fruits and vegetables with a smile on his face.
"Dad," Zhang Chongji walked over, took the slightly heavy plastic bag from Father Wu's hand, and frowned without any trace, "Didn't it prevent you from going out to buy groceries?
"Didn't you just come back?" Father Wu looked at him lovingly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and tail deepened with a smile, "Dad just wanted to make you something delicious."
Zhang Chongji pursed his lips, opened the bag under his hands, looked at the fresh vegetables with dew and the lively crucian carp, and couldn't help feeling a little helpless between his brows.
"Dad, I just came back from camping, not from abroad, so I don't need to spend so much money, it's fine as usual."
"How can this be done?" Father Wu waved his hands, a little disapproving, and his tone was very serious, "What can I eat while camping? The food you have outside these two days is not as good as what you get at home. Of course, you have to make up for it when you get home."
Zhang Chongji was choked by Wu's father's words, and he smiled softly after a while.
"Okay then," Zhang Chongji's eyes were helpless and more soft than he could detect, "Then I'll help too."
Regarding cooking skills, although Zhang Chongji's dishes are not as lingering as the delicacies made by chefs, they are also delicious. However, Zhang Chongji's offer of help is not only because of his own cooking skills His self-confidence is also to be able to help Wu's father share some things within his ability.
But when Zhang Chongji clumsily cut the chubby onions on the chopping board with red eyes, he had to start to doubt whether his choice to help in the kitchen was right.
God knows that at this time his eyes were aching from the irritating smell of the onion, and his vision was blurred due to the stimulation of the lacrimal gland. In order to prevent his fingers from being cut, Zhang Chongji had to narrow his eyes, and the movements of his hands were also blurred. Gradually slow down.
"By the way, Xiaojing," Father Wu was handling the frisky crucian carp with his back turned to him, unaware that his son looked like a crying man with red eyes, "When you went camping, Second Young Master..."
As if thinking of something, Father Wu's words stopped, and subconsciously glanced at his son's slender back, the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat.
"Dad, I know what you want to say," Zhang Chongji paused for a moment, the sound of the blade clanging on the chopping board was a bit heavy, Father Wu raised his head when he heard the sound, but only heard him casually interface: " Yuan Ke came to look for me, didn't he?"
Father Wu was stunned for a moment, his expression a bit stunned, but he did not deny the facts that Zhang Chongji said.
"Dad, you don't have to worry too much," Zhang Chongji cut the onion leisurely, whether it was because the onion smudged his eyes or something else, his voice was a little hoarse but there was a hint of a comforting smile in his tone , "I won't get into the horns of the Yuan family anymore."
Father Wu moved his lips when he heard the words, trying to say something, but in the end he just sighed lightly.
"Life is good now," Zhang Chongji wiped away the tears from the pricked lacrimal glands in the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, and then said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to think about any troublesome things anymore."
"Xiaojing...you can think so," Wu's father wanted to raise his hand to pat Zhang Chongji's shoulder, but because of the smell of fish scales on his hand, he said in a distressed tone, "You can feel relieved if you think so, father."
Zhang Chongji didn't speak any more, he just raised his eyes and gave Father Wu a faint smile. The eye sockets, which were obviously red with onions, looked different to Father Wu, which made him worry.
In his eyes, his son was always a child, and he, as a father, felt distressed for the fragility hidden under the strong appearance.
"Okay, don't help me any more, go sit on the sofa for a while... the rest of the father will be fine."
As soon as Father Wu's words fell to the ground, there was a crisp and pleasant doorbell outside the porch door. Zhang Zhongji blinked, put down the kitchen knife and smiled at Father Wu: "Dad, I'll open the door."
After hastily washing his palms, Zhang Chongji dragged a pair of gray slippers and slapped to the entrance, brushed his broken hair, closed the door handle, and opened the door.
When he opened the door, he raised his head but unexpectedly bumped into a pair of eyes as deep and bottomless as a black hole.
Zhang Chongji froze for a moment, pursed his lips tightly, and couldn't hide the stunned expression on his fair face.
"How did you come?"
Standing outside the door was Yuan Ke wearing a black sweater. At this time, he was leaning against the door frame with his pockets in his pockets. The loose sweater was designed with a scoop neck, exposing his wheat-colored skin and sexy collarbone. , although the aura exuding from the whole body is not as strong as the usual suit, it is still lazy and charming.
To be honest, although Zhang Chongji had thought that Yuan Ke would come to him before this, he never expected it would be so soon. Should it be said that Yuan Ke could not wait or his prediction was wrong?
However, no matter what kind of conclusion it is, it is not important at this time. Yuan Ke's arrival is only to implement his plan in advance.
However, as the successor of the Yuan Group, does he have such leisure time?
Zhang Chong couldn't help but think of his mobile phone that was about to be scrapped due to the constant reception of text messages and calls when he turned it on, and his eyes felt a little helpless.
When he was camping in the suburbs, he couldn’t receive a mobile phone signal, so he turned off his mobile phone and put it in his backpack. After returning yesterday, the screen of the kung fu mobile phone was shaking non-stop just a few seconds after it was turned on, almost making him think that his mobile phone It was scrapped because it hadn't been turned on for a long time, and the final reason was only because of Yuan Kehai's flood of text messages and phone calls.
After this text message incident, it is not difficult for Zhang Chongji to guess the reason why Wu's father stopped talking about half of the topic just now. It must be that Yuan Ke came to look for someone because he couldn't find it, and Wu's father probably told him about himself. Otherwise, the text message would not have suddenly ended abruptly yesterday.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that Yuan Ke didn't know that his job was a university teacher, and he didn't know that his youngest brother was his student, but after this camping incident, whether he knew or not is not certain.
The corners of Yuan Ke's mouth were twitching, but when his eyes fell on those red eyes, they suddenly became gloomy.
Peeling off the slightly soft illusion, Yuan Ke forcefully clamped Zhang Chongji's chin, his black eyes flickered and his tone was a little irritable: "What's wrong with you? Have you cried?"
Zhang Chongji was stunned for a while, but he shook off the restraint in his hands, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's just cutting onions..."
Yuan Ke seemed to be choked by his explanation, his eyes flickered a little bit, but he was relieved, then he pursed his thin lips and raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Why, don't you plan to invite me in? "
Zhang Chongji raised his eyes and glanced at him, moved his lips but still didn't say anything, just stepped aside gently to let Yuan Ke enter the house.
"Xiao Jing, who is it? It's your friend..." Father Wu came out of the kitchen smiling while wiping his apron. Got a throat cough.
"Dad, are you okay?" Zhang Chongji frowned slightly worriedly, patted Wu's father's back lightly, and at the same time glared at Yuan Ke next to him with strange resentment, but the latter just curled his lips. The corners of the eyes narrowed slightly, and the long and narrow eyes seemed very happy.
"Why is he..." Father Wu said in surprise, but seemed to realize something, lowered his voice and whispered in Zhang Chongji's ear, "Why is he here?"
Zhang Chongji shrugged his shoulders, with a helpless smile on his lips: "Dad, you can go to work first, just leave it to me here."
Father Wu was a little hesitant, his eyes lingered between the two for a long time, finally heaved a long sigh, shook his head and walked into the kitchen.
Zhang Chongji watched Father Wu pacing into the kitchen, turned his head and raised his eyes, and met Yuan Ke's fixed gaze. The two people's gazes paused in the air for a few seconds. Yuan Ke directly and almost did not The concealed eyes were so hot that he was almost scalded, Zhang Zhongji coughed a little uncomfortably, and turned his head away to divert his gaze from contact with him.
"What do you want to drink?" Zhang Chongji tightened his lips, walked to the refrigerator and looked back at him, "How about yogurt?"
Yuan Ke's gaze never shifted from the moment he entered the door, as if fixed on Zhang Chongji. He was greedy and hot and refused to let go of the figure's words and smiles. It seemed that only in this way could he forcefully stop the near The thoughts that drown themselves.
Yuan Ke knew that he was a demon, but he had only seen him for a few days, but he seemed to have been thinking about it for a century, which made him afraid of being too late.
Perhaps it seemed that it was because of the annoyance of being scrutinized by Yuan Ke's fiery gaze, or because the other party turned a deaf ear to the question, Zhang Chongji's mouth softened a little.
Yuan Ke seemed to have come to his senses just now, watching Zhang Chongji's slender and smooth neck move his Adam's apple, and uttered the word "good" in a low, slightly hoarse voice.
Pulling out a bottle of mineral water, Zhang Chongji had just closed the refrigerator door, but behind his back he was sensitively aware of the approaching warm temperature of his body, but it was too late when he wanted to turn around, and he was already in the blink of an eye. Yuan Ke hugged him forcefully in his arms with his back turned.
Zhang Chongji frowned and wanted to struggle subconsciously, but his shoulders were forced to twist, and the warm thin lips of the other party greeted him.
The whisper that was about to come out was choked by the other party's kiss. Zhang Zhongji opened his eyes wide and looked at the handsome man in front of him in astonishment. His body was imprisoned by his strong arms and he couldn't move for a while.
How can he? !Father Wu is still in the kitchen!
Zhang Chongji wriggled and struggled to break free in his arms, but there was a faint tingling pain on his lips from his merciless bite.
I just heard him kissing his lips and saying vaguely.
"I miss you so much, I miss you so much."
The author has something to say: Because of the quarrel with Papa, the laptop was honorably sacrificed... I am sorry for not being able to catch up with the update these days, the computer has been taken for repairs, this article was updated in an Internet cafe, I hope everyone Can you forgive the author who has spent nights in Internet cafes because of his slow typing speed? ! ! (bow down)
In addition, I want Chongji to live with Yuan Ke, so that I will eat up early (?), Chongji's first time must be Yuan Ke's...
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