Altar of Infinity

The points leaderboard and Li Tianheng did not disturb Xie Ji's plan. He and Jiang Jichu went to the mall to buy books and painting utensils, and it was near dusk when they returned home.

For dinner, Xie Ji was the chef, and Jiang Jichu was in charge of laying hands and washing dishes. After dinner, the two of them read a book and drew a picture together. It seemed that they had lived together for a long time, and everything happened naturally.

Because of technical and actor issues, there are no film and television materials on the altar, only a variety of books. In addition to some modern books, Xie Ji also saw many ancient books.

Perhaps some clues to the development of the altar can be obtained from these ancient books, and then the identity of the queen can be found.

When he read a third of a book, Jiang Jichu came to the study.

There were only the two of them at home, and Xie Ji stayed in the study with the door open, and he knew it was Jiang Jichu when he heard footsteps.

He raised his head from the book, Jiang Jichu stood in front of the door, as if hesitating.

Under the light and shadow, even though Jiang Jichu had deliberately withdrawn his sternness in front of him, his attitude of refusal to leave people thousands of miles away had already been burned into his bones, and his light-colored pupils were like some kind of inorganic substance that could not penetrate emotions.

But it was Jiang Jichu who trusted him the most and was willing to accept everything from him.

Thinking of the conversation between Jiang Jichu and Li Tianheng in the afternoon, Xie Ji felt itchy in his heart: "Can you find me?"

Jiang Jichu said in a low voice: "I want to go to Si You to apologize."

Xie Ji: "Is it because of memory?"

Jiang Jichu: "Well... No matter what the reason is, I have occupied Siyou's memory for too long."

Although without Jiang Jichu's insistence, Siyou might have been dealt with by the queen long ago, but after all, she kept the secret from her for seven years.

Xie Ji: "That's fine, Si You has a straightforward personality, and there won't be any grievances after speaking."

With Xie Ji's affirmation, Jiang Jichu began to think about what to say when he saw Si You tomorrow.

Before he could figure out why, he heard Xie send: "Then what about me?"

Xie Ji turned the book upside down, propped his chin on the table with his arm, the headlight in the study room was coated with silver light on his shoulders, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses for reading books was placed on the bridge of his nose, and a high-quality home shirt was rolled up in two pieces, with clear wrist bones Obviously, the noble side is perfectly revealed.

"What about me, how are you going to compensate me?"

The majestic Colonel Z, the boss of the altar's book of life and death, Jiang Jichu was probably fascinated by beauty, but he didn't realize that he said "apology", Xie Ji secretly changed the concept to "compensation."

Jiang Jichu was stunned, and asked tentatively: "I learned a lot when you made a cake last time, and I still have materials at home, why don't I make one for you?"

Xie Ji directly clicked on the table, just when Jiang Jichu started to feel uneasy, he suddenly smiled and said: "Okay."

The house bought with eight-figure points, the kitchen is quite spacious enough for two men to move around freely.

As a novice, Jiang Jichu's level of baking is still far from that of Xie Ji.

Flour, eggs, milk, sugar and other ingredients were arranged in a row in different categories, and making a cake for Xie Ji made the battle even bigger than fighting a boss.

There was also a copy of "Introduction to Cake Making" on the table. Jiang Jichu put on the apron that he bought the materials for, recalled Xie Ji's method while watching the tutorial, and beat egg whites step by step.

His hand was strong, and the liquid was quickly bubbled out.

Then put an appropriate amount of white sugar into it, and beat a pot of egg whites into short, upright sharp corners.

Beating egg yolks, adding salad oil and milk, whether every step is correct or not, at least they are done in an orderly manner.

Xie Ji also lost his mind on reading, leaning against the door to watch Jiang Jichu make cakes, and occasionally answer Jiang Jichu's one or two questions.

He had never thought about what kind of cohabitation life he would have with his love partner before, but on this day, everything was in order, and everything went according to his wishes.

It would be nice if it could go on like this.

After he got out, he moved, moved to a place close to the company and Z, and then decorated the house to make it suitable for two people to live in.

He wanted a study room, a big studio for Jiang Jichu, and another room dedicated to Jiang Jichu's paintings.

He also has to take care of the company's affairs, Jiang Jichu also has to go to school, the family can invite auntie to cook, and make dessert for Jiang Jichu whenever he is free.

It wasn't until Jiang Jichu sent the embryos into the oven that Xie Ji walked into the room amidst the fireworks, ran his fingertips across Jiang Jichu's thin waist, and re-tightened the loose knot of the apron.

He rested his head on Jiang Jichu's shoulder, looking down at the puffs Jiang Jichu bought on the way back from packing.

"Taste." Jiang Jichu picked one up and fed him.

Strawberry flavored.

The cream melts in your mouth.

Xie Ji seldom has such free time, doing nothing, not dealing with official business, not learning and improving, just spending time with people aimlessly.

But when the temperature spread to his palm through the fabric, he suddenly understood the meaning of the word "leisure".

He was caught off guard and kissed Jiang Jichu, and while Jiang Jichu was in a daze, he picked him up and placed him on the edge of the sink in the kitchen.

The width of the edge of the water platform is about the thickness of his wrist, and when he released Jiang Jichu, he deliberately adjusted his position, so he couldn't sit still at all.

As soon as he relieved himself, Jiang Jichu subconsciously reached out to help him, so as not to fall into the pool.

Xie Ji bad-heartedly didn't let Jiang Jichu help, but only held Jiang Jichu's arm for balance.

Jiang Jichu was baffled by Xie Ji's sudden behavior: "What are you doing?"

Xie Ji stretched his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Jichu seriously: "What Li Tianheng said..."

Jiang Jichu is seven years younger than him, and he is more mature than his peers. When trying to guess Jiang Jichu's mind, it can be said to be a dimensionality reduction capture in a sense.

Jiang Jichu moved his arm, and after a while he said softly, "It doesn't matter, as long as you give it to me."

Even after hearing it once during the day, and hearing Jiang Jichu say it himself, Xie Ji still feels extremely comfortable in his heart.

The boss in charge of one of the four powers of the altar should have been dressed in black, holding a long knife, standing on the altar and looking down at the entire altar with cold eyes, being disgusted or feared by others.

Right now, she is wearing the apron she gave her, with a cartoon character on the chest that neither of them recognize, and some cake powder on the corner, because Xie Ji hugged him too suddenly, and rubbed some cream on his mouth, finally showing his face. It belongs to the innocence that this age should have.

But when looking at him intently, there is a firmness that others can't match.

After seven years of persevering, Jiang Jichu came to him with all the secrets and sufferings, pretending to reunite with him as if nothing had happened, just to keep him from being sad.

Xie Ji didn't know how to describe his current mood, he just felt a surge of emotion in his chest, which was about to overwhelm him.

Facing Xie Ji's undisguised gaze, Jiang Jichu turned his face unnaturally: "What are you looking at?"

Xie Ji smiled: "Look at your cuteness."

Jiang Ji opened his mouth at the beginning, and finally said in a helpless and self-deprecating tone: "Maybe you are the only one who thinks 'presumptuous' cute."

The word "delusion" is like a heavy chain, tightly wrapped around Jiang Jichu.

Xie Ji took out the device to shield the Queen from prying eyes and put it aside, he took another half step forward, with his toes pressed against the cabinet under the water table, his body was completely squeezed //between Jiang Jichu's legs//.

He wiped the cream on Jiang Jichu's mouth with his thumb, and gently spread Jiang Jichu's lips, and the lips//petals showed a mixed pink in an instant: "Do you still want to kill the queen and replace it?"

Jiang Jichu was startled, and then quickly relaxed: "Did Yin Lin tell you?"

Xie Ji: "I guessed it myself, you are so careful."

After the "killing" attack on the roof, Jiang Jichu had already put the replacement plan in second place, choosing to go out with Xie Ji first, and he would only continue if there were any accidents.

Xie Ji could understand what Jiang Jichu was thinking at a glance, he suddenly held him tightly in his arms, and whispered in Jiang Jichu's ear: "After entering the door of Xie's house, I will take care of Xie Jichu, Jiang Jichu, stay at the altar Don't even think about it."

Xie Ji's body temperature was a little higher than that of Jiang Jichu's, which contrasted sharply with the cold water platform under him, and the breath exhaled by his ears was clearer and hotter. Jiang Jichu even felt for a moment that he would be burned.

The hands bound around his waist exerted strength, and Xie Ji's strong and controlling words were full of cherishing for him, which made his mind become chaotic and it was difficult to answer for a while.

But Xie Ji couldn't wait for the answer, so he slapped Jiang Jichu's ass as a warning.

Jiang Jichu grew up and hadn't been spanked before, so he wanted to hide immediately, but because Xie Ji pressed tightly, he couldn't dodge no matter what, so he had to compromise: "Let you control, let you control, let go .”

As soon as he raised his upper body, he met Xie Ji's smiling eyes, and before he could speak, Xie Ji kissed him.

To be honest, between the two of them, Jiang Jichu couldn't help but take the initiative to kiss Xie Ji a lot, but his kissing skills are mediocre, and every time the initiative falls back to Xie Ji's hands.

The kiss in the kitchen was deeper//introverted and tender than ever before, Xie Ji poked his right hand in from under the hem of his loose clothes, and his fingertips touched an inconspicuous long scar.

He let go of Jiang Jichu who was out of breath, and after hugging him off the edge of the water platform, he turned Jiang Jichu over again.

Jiang Ji couldn't push his hands into the pool at first, and it was hard to use the side close to his body, so he had to stretch out to support a place farther away. This posture forced his back to stretch out and bend in a beautiful arc .

Xie Ji lifted up the hem of his clothes.

The scars left by "killing" are naturally different from those of other bosses, not to mention that they were superimposed once and then again, and they lasted so long in the main city that they haven't completely faded away, leaving a light white.

But Xie Ji still remembers the hideous appearance of this white line.

The first time was when Jiang Jichu heard that he entered the altar to find the queen to argue, and was too impulsive to be "killed" and injured.

The second time was when "Kill" wanted to kill him at the funeral home checkpoint, but Jiang Jichu stopped him for him.

All for him.

Xie Ji leaned over and kissed the white scar.

He felt Jiang Jichu's body stiffen suddenly, then trembling and trying to struggle.

But Jiang Jichu would not really resist any of his actions, until he let go of his hand in satisfaction, Jiang Jichu quickly turned over, blushing thoroughly.

The aroma of the cake filled every corner of the kitchen, especially near the water table, and the sugar molecules were seriously exceeding the standard.

Jiang Jichu was still trapped within a square inch by Xie Ji, the aftershocks from the kiss hadn't dissipated, and his legs couldn't stand up straight.

Mr. Xie's skills and means are not at the same level as his. Jiang Jichu was afraid that the embarrassing paralysis would be sent to Xie, and he would push people away carelessly while talking.

"Mr. Xie, today you..."

Before he could say a few words, he accidentally pressed something hard with his hand, and then he heard Xie Ji grunt.

The voice was hoarse and deep, but it was enough to block other perceptions, and the string in Jiang Jichu's mind suddenly broke.

Before meeting Xie Ji, he was really ascetic. Apart from studying, he was painting. He never went to the bathroom or took a shower with boys, and he never even watched a movie.

Xie Ji didn't intend to go so fast, but Jiang Jichu seemed to be startled, and even forgot to move.

He reminded helplessly: "Ji Chu."

Jiang Jichu flicked his hand away, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry."

Xie Ji buried Jiang Jichu's neck, exhaled deeply, and rubbed his fingers unconsciously on the soft flesh of the back of his neck to ease his condition.

After a while, he straightened up again, and smiled apologetically at Jiang Jichu: "I'll go see if the cake is ready."

But when he just turned around, Jiang Jichu suddenly hugged him from behind.

"It's still early for cake."

A word can start a prairie fire.

Xie Ji never thought that he had such a bad side.

Jiang Jichu liked him very much, and obediently accepted everything he gave, but he wanted to see Jiang Jichu resist.

He pushed Jiang Jichu to the limit, and when he forced him to flee, he forcibly brought him back and trapped him tightly in his arms.

He also took the opportunity to ask Jiang Jichu to write the review, requiring 10 words in 1 minutes, and adding [-] words in [-] minute.

As a result, Jiang Jichu didn't finish writing in the end, and most of what he wrote was written outside the horizontal line, and none of the words was regular.

The cake was not wasted either, he taught Jiang Jichu to spread the cream, even though it was everywhere, but it was not wasted.

Nights can be short or long.