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On the second day of the holiday, Jiang Ruo got up late.

After coming out of the guest room with a yawn, it was hard not to be surprised to see Xi Yufeng sitting at the dining table.

"Isn't today Monday?" Jiang Ruo picked up the phone to confirm, "It's Monday, don't you go to work at the company?"

Xi Yufeng glanced at him: "Who said you have to go to the company to go to work?"

Jiang Ruo understands, work from home.

The boss is capricious.

Just as he rolled up his sleeves and was about to enter the kitchen, he heard Xi Yufeng say, "Breakfast will be here soon."

Jiang Ruo blinked, with a look of disbelief: "Can the delivery boy come up?"

High-end residences have strict security. Jiang Ruo once tried to order a takeaway, but the delivery guy was stopped by the security guards and refused to let him in. He finally communicated with him by phone and couldn’t get on the elevator that required verification of identity.

In the end, it was Jiang Ruo who ran downstairs to get it. A takeaway meal was more troublesome than going out to eat by himself, so Jiang Ruo gave up the idea of ​​ordering a takeaway.

Because of this, he was particularly curious about the breakfast delivered to Xi Yufeng's door. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Jiang Ruo sat in the living room and waited intently.

When Shi Mingxu took out the paper bag from behind and put it on the table, Jiang Ruo's eyes lit up again.

The assistant is here to deliver the documents, and by the way, to complete the instructions of the superior - go to the tea restaurant to buy breakfast.

After the people left, Jiang Ruo asked while biting the warm barbecued pork buns, "Mr. Xi, is this counting as selfishness?"

Having not heard him use this kind of joking title for several days, Xi Yufeng thought for a while: "It doesn't count."

After all, there is salary, and today is a working day.

"Oh." Jiang Ruo nodded, "That's breaking the law."

Xi Yufeng: "..."

After breakfast, the two really did some undisciplined things.

It was Jiang Ruo who took the initiative to seduce and asked Xi Yufeng if he wanted to go down to the swimming pool and have a couple bath together.

Bold words, bolder actions.When a handful of water with the smell of disinfectant was splashed on his chest, Xi Yufeng subconsciously frowned, and only then did he react when a handful of water soaked his trouser legs, pulling and hugging him out of the water.

After arguing on the shore for a while, exchanging a kiss that tasted like each other, Jiang Ruo "understood righteousness" and pushed Xi and Feng to work: "Didn't you say you are working at home, where is your computer?"

When Xi Yufeng turned on the computer and sat down to read emails, Jiang Ruo sat next to him, chatting with him casually.

"Everything here is good, but the takeaway boy can't come up, don't you rich people eat takeaway?

"By the way, how do you know that I like to eat meat? But in fact, I can eat anything and I'm not picky.

"Everyone is not familiar with the new crew. It's been a long time since I played cards...Have you not had a team building recently? It's just the kind of gathering last time."

Xi Yufeng shifted his gaze from the screen to Jiang Ruo, and saw his fingers unconsciously tapping on his legs, as if his hands were really itchy and wanted to touch cards, so he laughed and said, "Are you addicted to playing?"

Jiang Ruo said frankly: "To be precise, it's an addiction to winning money."

It's a pity that it's Monday today, and the sun is shining at the moment, so it's not easy to play in broad daylight.

Jiang Ruo read the script for half the morning, and fiddled with the TV remote control that he had finally found out during the break, and wanted to try voice control.

After Xi Yufeng finished processing the emails, he was opening a document that had just been delivered this morning. Seeing Jiang Ruo eager to try, he said, "Voice control is turned on."

Jiang Ruo immediately sat up straight: "Is there any exclusive password?"

"It recognizes voices."

"Oh, I see, same as Siri."

Xi Yufeng entered the background as a manager and asked Jiang Ruo to say a few words to the system to record the voiceprint.

So for the next half an hour, Jiang Ruo never tired of interacting with the intelligent system, "turn on the TV", "close the living room curtains", "sweep the floor", and even "what's your name", "are you a man", "but you have a good voice" sweet"...

Facing the occasional speechless system, Jiang Ruo suggested to Xi Yufeng: "Why don't you give it a name, or it won't even know I'm calling it."

Xi Yufeng laughed but said nothing.

After playing for a while, Jiang Ruo suddenly wanted to shout: "Open Sesame!"

It was a playful move, but if the door could really be opened like this, wouldn't it be a thief already?

Who would have thought that as soon as the words fell, the door opened with a "beep".

Aunt Fang walked into the room with two bags full of vegetables in her hand, and when she looked up, she saw two people on the sofa in the living room staring at her in surprise, as if she was a living person created by a magician.

It took some time to figure out why Xi and Fengda didn't go to work on Monday. Aunt Fang took out the things in the shopping bag and looked at Jiang Ruo who was helping to wash the vegetables by the sink.

"The boy, you—"

Before she could finish asking, Jiang Ruo reported her family name: "My name is Jiang Ruo, Auntie, you can call me Xiao Jiang. I am Xi Yufeng's...friend."

The definition of "friend" is too general, and Aunt Fang is not stupid. Thinking about the content of the previous quarrel between Xi Yufeng and his father, and then contacting the "news" that Xi Wangchen occasionally brought back, she knew it well.

After all, she only regarded herself as a babysitter, and didn't plan to talk about Xi and Feng's love life. Aunt Fang nodded very calmly, turned around and opened the refrigerator, and put the prepared cooked vegetables in it.

Near noon, Xi Yufeng went into the study to answer the work phone, and had a short video conference with his subordinates. When they returned to the living room, they heard Aunt Fang's laughter far away from the kitchen.

Jiang Ruo didn't expect that just discussing his cooking experience could make his aunt so happy.

"Xiaofeng went abroad after graduating from high school, and didn't eat any good food during the years of studying abroad."

"Isn't this edible? Although at least half of it went into my stomach."

"I'm relieved to have you here. When he's alone, he often puts the food in spoilage and doesn't remember to eat it."

"Isn't this wasteful... Auntie, don't worry, even if I'm not here in the future, I will remind him to eat the food in the refrigerator."

The topic always revolved around Xi and Feng, and Aunt Fang was always worried, asking Jiang Ruocai how his taste was and which Xi and Feng had more chopsticks.

Jiang Ruo thought for a while and said, "I think he's not very used to Chinese food, and he doesn't like heavy and greasy food."

"How come!" Aunt Fang was surprised, "He likes to eat braised pork, and he wants fat and thin pork belly, and more sugar. Madam told me."

He had heard some gossip about the Xi family from Lin Xiao before, and Jiang Ruo was not sure who the "Madame" Aunt Fang was referring to.

Aunt Fang then explained: "Madam is of course Xiaofeng's biological mother. She is a good person, but it's a pity that she really made a mistake in paying. At that time, for the sake of the master, she even left Xiaofeng alone..."

Speaking of this, there was a sudden knock on the door, and when he turned his head, it was Xi Yufeng.

When the eyes met, Jiang Ruo was stunned for a moment because of Xi Yufeng's almost cold eyes.

"Let me get a glass of water." Xi Yufeng said, picking up a glass from the dish rack next to him.

Later, Jiang Ruo remembered that there was water at the bar, so there was no need to run to the kitchen.

The reason for this is obvious - I don't want Jiang Ruo to continue listening.In other words, Jiang Ruo couldn't know what Aunt Fang was going to say.

It is a kind of defense to treat him as an outsider. Although it is natural according to the superficial physical relationship between the two of them, as the party being guarded, it is inevitable to feel cold.

Aunt Fang left after lunch, and before she left, please ask Jiang Ruo to eat well while staring at Xi Yufeng.

"This child suffered too much in the past." Aunt Fang didn't say any more, "Now life is better, without those constraints, and I don't want him to be unhappy all the time."

Elderly people always regard eating as the most important thing, and Jiang Ruo once thought so.

But he didn't know what kind of "suffering" this "suffering" was, and he didn't even know if there was anything really important in Xi Yufeng's eyes.

Jiang Ruo only felt a kind of bewilderment of not knowing what to do.

But in the end it was just a small episode, plus I had been mentally prepared to wake up from a nap, and it would be a turning point.

In the afternoon, Jiang Ruo went to the supermarket to buy food, drink and daily necessities.

I took a few fruit-flavored popsicles when I paid the bill, and put them in the refrigerator when I got home. After pressing them, Jiang Ruo conveniently took them apart and stuffed them in his mouth. When he closed the refrigerator door, he saw Xi Yufeng coming out of the study, so he asked Him: "Eat popsicles?"

Xi Yufeng glanced at him and said, "You can eat."

Jiang Ruo ate two in a row, counting Xi and Feng's share.

My stomach started to hurt before dinner, probably because my stomach was cold.I can't blame him for being greedy. For the past two days, he has been sleeping on the sofa and playing in the swimming pool, and he broke out in a cold sweat while dancing. The current physical discomfort makes Jiang Ruo feel like "the illness has finally come". feel.

I didn't intend to tell Xi Yufeng at first, but perhaps the appetite had decreased too significantly. When packing up the dishes, Xi Yufeng asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Since he asked, Jiang Ruo didn't hide it: "I ate too many popsicles, and my stomach hurts a bit. But it's okay, it should be fine in a while."

Xi Yufeng didn't say anything, and half an hour later, Assistant Shi came to the door for the second time today to deliver medicine.

Jiang Ruo's eyes almost fell out when he looked at the bag full of stomach medicine.

"President Xi didn't say what caused the stomach pain. To be on the safe side, I bought all the stomach medicine I could buy." Shi Mingxu said.

After the people left, Jiang Ruo piled up the medicine boxes one by one, knocked them down again, and sighed: "This is really a fake public benefit." Then he turned his head and said to Xi Yufeng, "Mr. Salary."

Xi Yufeng ignored it, but walked over, dug out the symptomatic medicine from a pile of medicine boxes, and handed it to Jiang Ruo, just two words: "Take medicine."

In fact, Jiang Ruo didn't have the habit of taking medicine or going to the hospital when he felt unwell.

Therefore, he has taken medicine only a handful of times since he was a child, not to mention going to the hospital.When I was young, learning to dance was inevitably bumpy. One time, Jiang Ruo became dizzy when she spun around. When she stopped, her legs went limp, and before she fell, she hit her head on the corner of the stool next to her, causing her to bleed instantly.

At that time, the dance teacher was too scared to move rashly, so he hurriedly called his parents. To save money, the parents didn't take him to the hospital, so they simply bandaged him with gauze, and healed within two days.

It is just a scar, which is the size of a fingernail at the hairline on the left side of the ear, and is usually hidden by hair.And Jiang Ruo always suspects that his academic performance is usually due to his brain being broken that time, otherwise he might have to struggle with whether to choose Qingbei or go to the dance theater.

Even if you still become an actor in the end, you can use high IQ as a gimmick in publicity, isn't it better than that 17-year-old admission exam video?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ruo reluctantly took out two capsules according to the instructions, and asked, "That video...is that promotional material, how did you do it in the end?"

Xi Yufeng opened the notebook and played it for him.

It can be seen that the propaganda department has tried its best. Apart from a few stage performances at school, almost all the film and television dramas that Jiang Ruo participated in have been cut into it.

Including extras.

In the video of less than 3 minutes, Jiang Ruo listened to it with his eyes closed for the last few tens of seconds.I was so embarrassed that I couldn't bear to look at it, so I didn't let Xi Yufeng look at it, and reached out to cover his eyes: "Don't look at it, don't look at it, it's all black history."

Xi Yufeng involuntarily grabbed his hand, moved it away, and persisted until the last second.

The progress bar finally finished running, Jiang Ruo sighed: "Leave a pair of underwear for the child..."

Xi and VC looked puzzled, as if they were asking—who won't let you wear pants?

In the evening, the patient Jiang Ruo was dressed neatly, lying obediently on the bed in the master bedroom, chatting with Xi Yufeng under the quilt.

To be precise, he said stand-up comedy, and Xi Yufeng occasionally responded.

After several consecutive sentences were ignored, Jiang Ruo had a whim and tried to shout: "Turn off Xi Yufeng's computer."

The computer would not listen to his instructions, but Xi Yufeng laughed when he heard the instruction, then closed the notebook in his hand, put it on the bedside, and lay down.

On a rare night when he did nothing, Jiang Ruo experienced a few times when he was arrested on the spot for his hands and feet, and he felt a sense of emptiness as the old hooligan was forced to do good.

When he was empty, he wanted to eat. Jiang Ruo sat up, but before his feet touched the ground, he was stopped by the people beside him.

"where to?"

"Take a popsicle." Jiang Ruo took the initiative to explain, "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

Xi Yufeng asked: "Is it that delicious?"

"It's delicious." Jiang Ruo said with a smile, "Unlike you rich people, we poor people are used to seizing the opportunity to eat as much as we can."

After a moment of silence, Xi Yufeng said, "I'll eat it tomorrow, and buy it when I run out."

Unable to find a reason to refute for a while, Jiang Ruo had no choice but to give up.

But still had to go, Jiang Ruo picked up the pillow: "Okay, then I'll go to bed."

As soon as he turned around, his wrist was held again.

"It's late," Xi Yufeng said in a tone that didn't seem like an order, "sleep here."

This night, Jiang Ruo, who has always slept well, suffered from insomnia.

Maybe it's because I'm going back to the set tomorrow afternoon, and I haven't had a rest for more than a month after that.It may also be because I have taken medicine, and I have to look at the ingredient list of the medicine when I get up tomorrow.

On summer nights in the city, there is no sound of frogs, but a few faint chirping of cicadas.

When people can't fall asleep, they can't help but think about some recent details that have been ignored.

For example, on the day when Xi Yufeng was in a bad mood, he also held his hand and told him to sit still.

It turned out that he didn't think he was special, but that he needed company.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ruo still felt lucky that Xi Yufeng would be lonely, and that he was by his side when Xi Yufeng was occasionally lonely.

Even if Xi Yufeng doesn't know it, as a pistachio and a sexual partner, Jiang Ruo occasionally wants to hug him and fall asleep afterwards, instead of going back to the cold bed next door alone.

Suddenly, I remembered that the poor are used to seizing the opportunity to eat their fill at once. This conclusion has no scientific basis.

There was a warm body next to him, and when sleepiness struck, Jiang Ruo thought in a daze, if only he could have enough to accompany this kind of thing, that would be great.