Brother President, open the door for me

This time, Jiang Zhu almost failed to hold the egg firmly between the chopsticks.

"Senior Jiang, is the food cooked by the younger brother delicious?"

"Cough," Jiang Zhu took out a pack of tissues that he carried with him, took out one to wipe the oil on his mouth, and wandered his eyes over the four dishes, "Stop barking."

Jiang Zhu couldn't believe it, just saying such a simple and common name from Lu Xiangnan's mouth made him feel uneasy again.

There are quite a few people who call him senior in college, but he has never been like this.

It's really... a bit outrageous.

Jiang Zhu, oh Jiang Zhu, you old pervert.

The person sitting in front of you is just a high school student!What a shame!

Anyway, he is a president, so he must be reserved and have the demeanor of a president.

He was hysterical in his heart and pretended to be calm on the surface.

Yes, that's it.

"Ah, you don't like this address? Then I'd better call you brother."

"……Um."

Jiang Zhu ate quietly with him for a while, and then raised his eyelids in unison.

"What time do you usually leave work?"

"When do you usually leave school?"

The voices of the two overlapped almost perfectly, and they looked at each other and laughed.

Lu Xiangnan answered first: "I'm not sure about it. I'm a sports student. Sometimes I participate in the school's evening self-study and sometimes I don't. I have to train in the team."

"basketball?"

Reminded by Jiang Zhu, Lu Xiangnan suddenly remembered the first time he met Jiang Zhu, so he scratched his hair embarrassingly, "Yes, it's basketball."

"I also participated in the school team when I was young, but it was just for fun."

Jiang Zhu really liked playing basketball when he was in school.He remembered that once Mo Zihan had an ugly loss because of his good game skills. In the end, Mo Zihan sat on the ground and cried loudly, saying that Jiang Zhu was a bully.

But since then, the relationship between him and Mo Zihan has become stronger.

As soon as those pictures were outlined in his head, Jiang Zhu couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

Lu Xiangnan switched sides and raised his chin, "Brother Jiang is also young now."

Jiang Zhule said, "I'm already 27, and I'm going to be three soon."

"That's young too."

This child not only has a cute face, but also a cute mouth.

"Just talk about me, what about you? How old are you?"

Lu Xiangnan picked up a piece of egg wrapped in onions and put it in Jiang Zhu's bowl, "In two months, the nineteenth."

Counting with my fingers, it is November.

"November……?"

"November 22." Lu Xiangnan said.

"Good day." Jiang Zhu commented casually, "It's hard to train in school, right?"

"It's okay, no matter how hard it is, I'm used to it." Lu Xiangnan glanced out the window, then turned back and asked Jiang Zhu, "Brother, don't you get off work at six? It seems very late today."

How should Jiang Zhu answer?

To be honest, tell him to go gay, and met his ex?

Inappropriate Inappropriate.

"Uh, today, the company has a lot of things to do today, so I worked overtime for a while."

"Brother, can you cook?"

"……Won't."

Don't look at him at 27, he really doesn't know how to cook.When he was a student, he was served by the cafeteria and his parents, and when he bought a villa, he was served by a housekeeper and maid, so there was no room for him to do it himself.

So Jiang Zhu was ashamed to answer Lu Xiangnan's question now.

He just wanted to say "I will learn this skill slowly", but Lu Xiangnan took the lead and said, "Then I will make it for you every day, okay?"

Jiang Zhu is a character who doesn't like to trouble others.If there is really something that needs help from others, he will provide corresponding rewards in time, so that he can accept other people's kindness with peace of mind.

Wouldn't it be absurd to ask a student who is still in his third year of high school to cook for a grown man every day!

Besides, he has to study and train at night, and he has to sneak out to cook for him. Will his body be able to bear it?

"Hey, how old am I? If you don't know how to cook, you can order by yourself. Don't worry that I won't be able to eat."

"It's not good to eat takeaway all the time." Lu Xiangnan moved the bowls and chopsticks aside, leaned on the table and looked at Jiang Zhu with a tilted head, "It's not like the dishes I cook, they are nutritious and delicious."

God, his expression, tone, and eyes... are too cute.

It's not the cuteness that makes him protective, but the cuteness that makes him feel shy.

"Thank you for your hospitality," Jiang Zhu stood up, "It's getting late, I'll go back first. You should also do your homework, right?"

"Brother, wait a minute!"

Jiang Zhucai withdrew his extended leg, "Huh?"

"Brother, go to the sofa and wait for me first." Lu Xiangnan turned his head and entered the bedroom, the chair creaked suddenly.

Jiang Zhu didn't know what he was going to do, so he obediently sat on the sofa and waited.

Then, he saw Lu Xiangnan coming out of the bedroom, holding a white medicine box in his hand.

medicine chest?

Or is it because of the injury from being hit by a basketball on the forehead?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhu quickly waved his hand, "I, I'm fine, it's not that serious."

"That won't work bro, you're still red there."

"..."

Lu Xiangnan opened the medicine box and put it on the coffee table, and took out a tube of ointment from the bottom layer.

"Do you know what to wipe?"

"Of course." He took out a cotton swab and squeezed out a paste the size of a soybean grain. "It is common for people like us to be injured by basketballs, so we naturally know how to deal with it."

He was right.In fact, sports students are not at all easier than cultural students, and while they ensure training, they should not miss too much cultural lessons.

Every road has its own suffering, and injuries are inevitable.

Jiang Zhu was different. He hadn't suffered any injuries since he was a child, and he didn't get sick much.So when he first saw being hit by Lu Xiangnan's basketball, he was very disgusted.

At this moment, Jiang Zhucai realized that his exposed skin was bruised and purple, and his heart ached again.

"Brother, lower your head a little bit."

Jiang Zhu followed suit.

Lu Xiangnan got closer to him, holding a cotton swab with one hand, and gently brushing his bangs with the other to check the wound.

Jiang Zhu was too nervous to move.

Not because I was worried that taking the medicine would hurt, but because——

Lu Xiangnan was too close to him.

So close that even the frequency of breathing and heartbeat can be heard clearly.

Jiang Zhu tried his best to raise his eyes, and saw his fair collarbone, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his slightly parted thin lips.

He tried his best not to look at the picture.

Because it is easy to see his lower body from this angle.

If Lu Xiangnan lowered his head and noticed something was wrong, he would definitely treat him as a pervert! !

When the cool ointment swirled on his forehead, Jiang Zhu couldn't help trembling, but Lu Xiangnan quickly fixed his head, "Don't move, I will take it easy."

"……Um."

Jiang Zhu lowered his head slightly and leaned forward. This posture was already very tiring, coupled with some strange psychological troubles, under the double pressure, he finally couldn't hold on——

His head fell forward uncontrollably, and his teeth hit Lu Xiangnan's collarbone straight, leaving a wet mark, which was slightly red.

Then, Jiang Zhu heard a muffled groan coming from his nasal cavity.