Say it's only once

Chi Jin was pushed by Ji Ran to sit on the dining table and chairs.

The three dishes and one soup on the table are steaming, not to mention the intoxicating aroma.

She hesitated for a moment, still a little dazed, a little moved and amused, and sat at the dining table without moving.

Ji Ran sat across from him and started eating, very naturally, as if the unhappiness in the morning never happened, she didn't leave, she was always in this room.

Chi Jin hesitated for a while, and was infected by her extremely natural eating movements, and finally picked up the chopsticks.

Ji Ran's cooking was quick and delicious.

Chi Jin doesn't know how to cook, and he eats more outside, so he can taste good or bad. Ji Ran's craftsmanship is comparable to that of ordinary restaurants, and his hands and feet are so dexterous.

From entering the door to serving the dishes, washing, cutting, frying and cooking only takes [-] minutes.

Ji Ran didn't speak, but ate intently, without any wandering eyes.

In the middle of the meal, Chi Jin secretly glanced at the opposite side several times from the corner of his eye while picking vegetables, and spoke in a homely tone: "When did you learn to cook? It's delicious."

This skill, once you eat it, you will know that it is not for beginners.

"Fifteen?" Ji Ran raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling: "...Sixteen?"

"So small?"

Chi Jin thinks that when he was 16 years old, he used his mother's staff meal card to eat in the cafeteria of Ningcheng University every day. Now that he is in his 20s, he can't even eat in the cafeteria. It's not as good as when he was a teenager.

Ji Ran picked up a chopsticks of water spinach, and said casually: "Eating outside is unhealthy and expensive to see a doctor. Cooking by yourself saves money and is healthy. Sixteen is not young. He has healthy limbs and can cook a meal without being tired. It hasn't been half a year since he fumbled for the recipe. Anything can be done.”

The more she downplays it, the more Chi Jin can clearly feel the difficulty of her youth from the words.

The guilt in her heart was even stronger. She wanted to say something, but she was not good at comforting people, and it seemed too much to say it directly, poking people's sad things.

Slightly frowning and looking distressed, Ji Ran watched the fun and asked her: "You work overtime every day, and you have to work overtime at home during the Chinese New Year. Do you feel bitter?"

Chi Jin was taken aback: "No."

really.

Zhang Fang is right, this man is a tireless working machine.

Ji Ran poured himself a small bowl of soup, and stirred it lightly with a small spoon: "I don't feel bitter either, I'm used to it."

"Oh." Chi Jin bowed his head and took a sip of soup.

"It's weird, you are weirder than me. There are not a few people who love to cook, and I only know you who love to work. No, two..." Ji Ran paused: "What's the point of going to work?"

Speaking of this, the distress of not knowing what to say on Chi Jin's face finally disappeared, and a faint smile appeared.

"I majored in architecture as a bachelor, but when I got my master's degree and saw so many great talents, I realized that my talent in the design industry was limited, so I didn't do design and chose to enter the real estate industry. Now that housing prices are so high, many people spend a few dollars. You can only buy a house with a wallet, and you can’t make outstanding designs. I hope that the houses under my supervision can make people live comfortably and satisfactorily. A little bit of hard work can be exchanged for the perfection of the project, which I think is worth it.”

In exchange for a long speech, Ji Ran's simple four words: "Whimsical."

She dropped the spoon, and there was a crisp "jingle".

"Now there are professional companies for house rights protection. If you care about your quality, you will cause trouble. All the trouble is profit. If the owner can't get it, these professional rights protection people will get it. You don't know it."

Bring their colleagues, let the newcomers go to see it a few times, the professional banner is pulled, the Douyin and Weibo linkage is linked, and the government agency petitions and completes the whole process.

After waiting for the relevant leaders to verify, they all wondered: "Hey, isn't this good?"

Of course Chi Jin knew it, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly said, "It sounds like you're not very happy doing this job."

Ji Ran supported the table with his elbows on both sides, crossed his hands and propped his chin and smiled: "If I accidentally said the truth, President Chi won't fire me, right?"

Chi Jin looked at her and thought, "I just think that doing a job I don't like makes people unhappy."

Ji Ran had no other reaction, but still smiled: "I have a way to be happy."

"what?"

"For example," Ji Ran said slowly, "sleeping with you."

"..."

Not reliable!

Chi Jin frowned, but the three dishes and one soup in front of him were still on display, and it was true that he could eat people with a short mouth, so it was inappropriate to say anything, so he had to not respond.

Ji Ran seemed to expect her to be silent, so he lowered his head and ate seriously after speaking.

Three dishes and one soup are quite a lot for two people, Chi Jin started to worry about wasting, watching her eat like this, he gradually stopped worrying - Ji Ran really can eat.

I don't even know how the thin body and flat belly can accommodate these foods.

How can she not be fat?

Although Chi Jin doesn't deliberately pursue a perfect body, he will also consciously control his food intake when eating on weekdays, and stop eating when he is seven or eight full, which is also good for the stomach and will not cause the stomach to be too tired.

"You're not afraid of getting fat, are you exercising?" She asked, "Are you busy?"

After asking, I was a little curious about Ji Ran's time management. Lan Di was so busy at work, working overtime every day, and had to do part-time jobs here and there on weekends.

After finishing the last plate, Ji Ran took a tissue and wiped his mouth leisurely, his beautiful eyes curled up.

The familiar little fox-like eyes!

Alarm bells were ringing in Chi Jin's heart - there must be nothing good to say.

After wiping his mouth, Ji Ran kneaded the soft tissue into a ball. His white and slender fingers kneaded the tissue very slowly and beautifully, as light and flexible as if they were performing tricks in the air.

"How not?"

"I sleep with you to exercise."

The author has something to say:

Chi Jin: I want to donate my mouth_(:з"∠)_

感谢在2021-05-2923：27：18~2021-05-3020：33：17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yu Yun 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Tianguan Tianguan; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!