two quarters
Chapter 6
……
A hearty lunch, a romantic movie full of loopholes in logic, a walk in the park after dinner, and some indescribable sports.
Under Yan Jia's instigation and persuasion, Yuan Zhuohui accompanied him through all the steps that a young couple in love should go on a date, so when the passion calmed down, the little guy was wrapped in a quilt and refused to move, so he could only be responsible for the follow-up aftermath Work.
The decoration of the bathroom continued the simple and almost cold style of the living room. All the utensils were in duplicate and neatly arranged.
Yuan Zhuohui could easily tell which of the two belonged to Yan Jia.Different from the couple suits prepared at home, apart from the pure color utensils, the rest is not only cute, but even childish.
——At least Yuan Zhuohui has never seen any boy before who would hold an orange-red mouthwash cup with a cartoon duck embossment and a toothbrush that fully matches it.
But these thoughts only appeared in Yuan Zhuohui's mind for less than a second. After his eyes swept over those things, he put them behind him.He roughly rinsed his body, took the towel with a colored checkered pattern, wet it with hot water and wrung it dry before going out.
Fortunately, with three years of experience as a base, Yuan Zhuohui can handle these matters with ease.
……
After Yuan Zhuohui cleaned up, he lifted the quilt and lay back on the bed, and Yan Jia slipped into his arms.Yuan Zhuohui put his arms around his shoulders, recalled the decorations he saw in the bathroom just now, and asked, "Did you often live here before?"
"Yeah, after all, my brother is here."
Yuan Zhuohui couldn't help but find it funny, and joked, "My brother also bought the things."
"Yes, he bought them all. He said that I am suitable for those..." Yan Jia yawned, her eyes were narrowed with tiredness, she raised her head and kissed the corner of Yuan Zhuohui's lips, and was supported by him He deepened the kiss with the back of his head.
Yan Jia, who had just experienced sex, softened his body in this kiss. At this time, his eyes were red and his voice was slightly hoarse.Feeling the hard object against him, Yan Jia giggled and said coquettishly, "I'm sleepy..."
Yuan Zhuohui suppressed the eagerness in his heart, kissed him on the lips, and indulged, "Sleep, good night."
·
The next day, Yuan Zhuohui woke up to a scent that made people move their index fingers. The place beside him was still messy, but the bed was cold.The dazzling sunlight was blocked by the thick curtains, and only a small part penetrated through the gaps that were not covered, leaving a bright line from the floor to the bed.The door of the room was ajar, and the sound of frying the spatula could be heard faintly, but from the angle of lying on the bed, only a piece of white wall in the corridor could be seen.
Yan Jia woke up so early?
Subtle frustration and curiosity arose in the heart at the same time, and the latter finally prevailed.Yuan Zhuohui took the clothes he took off last night from the back of the chair, put on his shirt casually, buttoned it up and went out.
Closer to the kitchen, the aroma of the food after cooking has become more intense.The bright sunlight shines into the room through the windows, the pork rib soup simmering on the stove is bubbling, and steam is steaming from the air holes in the white porcelain pot lid.The sound of the knives colliding with the chopping board was patchy, but it was not a rough ups and downs. All the sounds were well controlled by the owner of the kitchen in a small range.
Even though Yan Jia's back was turned to him, Yuan Zhuohui still felt that he could imagine him chopping vegetables carefully and methodically.
Yuan Zhuohui's expression softened, the corners of his lips were raised, and his eyes were filled with warm love. He couldn't help reaching out and wrapping his arms around the man's waist, and asked with a low smile, "Why? You woke up so early today, are you going to surprise me?"
The person in his arms froze and didn't respond, even the movements of his hands stopped.
At this moment, Yuan Zhuohui also noticed something was wrong.Suppressing the weird uneasiness in his heart, he called out again, "...Jiajia?"
"I'm Wen Ziyan."
The voice of the person in his arms was cold.He looked sideways at Yuan Zhuohui, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes.
……
After staring at him for three seconds, Yuan Zhuohui let go of his hand hastily, and the hazy sleepiness from waking up in the morning suddenly disappeared.He took a few steps back, embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say, "Um... that, sorry. I thought it was..."
Wen Ziyan walked towards him, "Excuse me."
Yuan Zhuohui was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes fell on an obvious gap on his half-raised finger. The bright red blood bubbled out, and after a while, it merged into a stream and flowed down the finger pulp.
Yuan Zhuohui recovered from the embarrassment of being in a hurry, "I'm sorry." The embarrassment in his voice faded, and he repeated, turning sideways to get out of the way.
"Where's Yan Jia?" Yuan Zhuohui asked.
"out."
After receiving such a short reply, Yuan Zhuohui didn't know how to answer it.He followed Wen Ziyan to the living room, watched him methodically take out the medicine box from the cabinet with one hand, and waited quietly for him to wipe the iodine wine and bandage the wound with a Band-Aid.
Everything was done in silence, and the two of them kept silent at the same time, as if neither of them had the intention to speak again.
It wasn't until Yuan Zhuohui saw Wen Ziyan returning to the chopping board with his injured finger that he said out of guilt, "... Shall I come?"
Wen Ziyan looked at him, and after a while, he stepped aside and said, "Thank you, Cheding."
Yuan Zhuohui was taken aback for a moment before he realized it.He inexplicably felt that this person should pay attention to his personal space, but he didn't expect Wen Ziyan to agree so simply.Yuan Zhuohui didn't remember the ins and outs of this farce until he grasped the handle of the knife, "Jiajia said that you are going on a business trip for a few days, have you finished the matter?"
A hearty lunch, a romantic movie full of loopholes in logic, a walk in the park after dinner, and some indescribable sports.
Under Yan Jia's instigation and persuasion, Yuan Zhuohui accompanied him through all the steps that a young couple in love should go on a date, so when the passion calmed down, the little guy was wrapped in a quilt and refused to move, so he could only be responsible for the follow-up aftermath Work.
The decoration of the bathroom continued the simple and almost cold style of the living room. All the utensils were in duplicate and neatly arranged.
Yuan Zhuohui could easily tell which of the two belonged to Yan Jia.Different from the couple suits prepared at home, apart from the pure color utensils, the rest is not only cute, but even childish.
——At least Yuan Zhuohui has never seen any boy before who would hold an orange-red mouthwash cup with a cartoon duck embossment and a toothbrush that fully matches it.
But these thoughts only appeared in Yuan Zhuohui's mind for less than a second. After his eyes swept over those things, he put them behind him.He roughly rinsed his body, took the towel with a colored checkered pattern, wet it with hot water and wrung it dry before going out.
Fortunately, with three years of experience as a base, Yuan Zhuohui can handle these matters with ease.
……
After Yuan Zhuohui cleaned up, he lifted the quilt and lay back on the bed, and Yan Jia slipped into his arms.Yuan Zhuohui put his arms around his shoulders, recalled the decorations he saw in the bathroom just now, and asked, "Did you often live here before?"
"Yeah, after all, my brother is here."
Yuan Zhuohui couldn't help but find it funny, and joked, "My brother also bought the things."
"Yes, he bought them all. He said that I am suitable for those..." Yan Jia yawned, her eyes were narrowed with tiredness, she raised her head and kissed the corner of Yuan Zhuohui's lips, and was supported by him He deepened the kiss with the back of his head.
Yan Jia, who had just experienced sex, softened his body in this kiss. At this time, his eyes were red and his voice was slightly hoarse.Feeling the hard object against him, Yan Jia giggled and said coquettishly, "I'm sleepy..."
Yuan Zhuohui suppressed the eagerness in his heart, kissed him on the lips, and indulged, "Sleep, good night."
·
The next day, Yuan Zhuohui woke up to a scent that made people move their index fingers. The place beside him was still messy, but the bed was cold.The dazzling sunlight was blocked by the thick curtains, and only a small part penetrated through the gaps that were not covered, leaving a bright line from the floor to the bed.The door of the room was ajar, and the sound of frying the spatula could be heard faintly, but from the angle of lying on the bed, only a piece of white wall in the corridor could be seen.
Yan Jia woke up so early?
Subtle frustration and curiosity arose in the heart at the same time, and the latter finally prevailed.Yuan Zhuohui took the clothes he took off last night from the back of the chair, put on his shirt casually, buttoned it up and went out.
Closer to the kitchen, the aroma of the food after cooking has become more intense.The bright sunlight shines into the room through the windows, the pork rib soup simmering on the stove is bubbling, and steam is steaming from the air holes in the white porcelain pot lid.The sound of the knives colliding with the chopping board was patchy, but it was not a rough ups and downs. All the sounds were well controlled by the owner of the kitchen in a small range.
Even though Yan Jia's back was turned to him, Yuan Zhuohui still felt that he could imagine him chopping vegetables carefully and methodically.
Yuan Zhuohui's expression softened, the corners of his lips were raised, and his eyes were filled with warm love. He couldn't help reaching out and wrapping his arms around the man's waist, and asked with a low smile, "Why? You woke up so early today, are you going to surprise me?"
The person in his arms froze and didn't respond, even the movements of his hands stopped.
At this moment, Yuan Zhuohui also noticed something was wrong.Suppressing the weird uneasiness in his heart, he called out again, "...Jiajia?"
"I'm Wen Ziyan."
The voice of the person in his arms was cold.He looked sideways at Yuan Zhuohui, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes.
……
After staring at him for three seconds, Yuan Zhuohui let go of his hand hastily, and the hazy sleepiness from waking up in the morning suddenly disappeared.He took a few steps back, embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say, "Um... that, sorry. I thought it was..."
Wen Ziyan walked towards him, "Excuse me."
Yuan Zhuohui was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes fell on an obvious gap on his half-raised finger. The bright red blood bubbled out, and after a while, it merged into a stream and flowed down the finger pulp.
Yuan Zhuohui recovered from the embarrassment of being in a hurry, "I'm sorry." The embarrassment in his voice faded, and he repeated, turning sideways to get out of the way.
"Where's Yan Jia?" Yuan Zhuohui asked.
"out."
After receiving such a short reply, Yuan Zhuohui didn't know how to answer it.He followed Wen Ziyan to the living room, watched him methodically take out the medicine box from the cabinet with one hand, and waited quietly for him to wipe the iodine wine and bandage the wound with a Band-Aid.
Everything was done in silence, and the two of them kept silent at the same time, as if neither of them had the intention to speak again.
It wasn't until Yuan Zhuohui saw Wen Ziyan returning to the chopping board with his injured finger that he said out of guilt, "... Shall I come?"
Wen Ziyan looked at him, and after a while, he stepped aside and said, "Thank you, Cheding."
Yuan Zhuohui was taken aback for a moment before he realized it.He inexplicably felt that this person should pay attention to his personal space, but he didn't expect Wen Ziyan to agree so simply.Yuan Zhuohui didn't remember the ins and outs of this farce until he grasped the handle of the knife, "Jiajia said that you are going on a business trip for a few days, have you finished the matter?"
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