"I'd better go to the kitchen and help Zhida." Sijin pushed the wheelchair by herself.
She rolled up her sleeves, pushed her wheelchair to the sink, took the mushrooms Yan Zhi had just put in the water, and reached down to help wash them.
Seeing this, Yan Zhen quickly pulled her aside: "You go to the living room and watch TV, or ask Jin Bai to bring a notebook and surf the Internet for you. I am enough here alone."
Sijin smiled and hugged his waist with both hands. The hands that had just been soaked in water were pressed against his apron. Yan Zhen felt that his waist suddenly felt cold, "It's okay. I'll help you. Little Zhizhi, you are getting more and more capable."
Now, I feel like I’m useless and I always need you to take care of me.”
Yan Zhi couldn't win over her, and the feeling of being hugged by her still felt unreal.
"Just sit still and talk to me." Yan Zhi wiped her hands with a dry towel. Sijin nodded, pinched two handfuls on his waist, ate some small tofu, and pushed it himself
She pushed her wheelchair aside and chatted with him.
Yan Zhi washed his hands, washed the mushrooms, put them in a sieve, filtered the water and set them aside, and cut them skillfully with a carrot knife.
Suddenly seeing Yan Zhi's knife skills as good as his marksmanship, she couldn't help but feel sad. What kind of environment had brought Yan Zhi, a grown man, to what he is now? She felt a little distressed: "Zhi, do you usually cook for yourself? You are bankrupt.
Can’t even afford a chef?”
"No, I rarely eat at home. Most of the time I go out to discuss business and eat together at dinner parties. Occasionally, when I am alone at home and have nothing to do, I start cooking, which is just a way to kill time." Cut it up.
The shredded carrots were filtered through hot water and placed on a plate on the side. Yan Zhen began to handle the frozen chicken wings again.
"You seem to be thinner than before." Sijin looked at Yan Zhen's back and sighed.
Yan Zhi chuckled when he heard this: "I was very fat for a while, that was two years ago, but then I lost weight again. I have photos on my phone. Do you want to see how I gain weight?"
"OK."
Yan Zhi walked over, his eyes fell on his pants, and he motioned to Sijin to take it himself: "It's in the pants pocket."
Sijin put her hand into his trouser pocket, but before the phone was taken out, Yanzhi's crotch bulged out. Sijin's face turned red. Yanzhi waited for her to take out the phone, turning a blind eye to his sensitivity, and turned around to continue.
Make chicken wings.
Sijin felt sore and painful in her heart.
She flipped through her phone, opened the photo album, and looked at a photo of Yan Zhen, which was taken on the bed, with her sleeping next to him. His face was indeed a bit fat, but it was not exaggerated, and it did not affect his handsomeness at all.
.
Then she pulled out the photos inside.
Most of them were taken on the bed, some were group photos, only a few were taken of Yan Zhen, and the others were of her sleeping soundly, from all sides and angles...
Her heart trembled slightly.
Putting the phone between his legs, he pushed the wheelchair to lock the kitchen door from the inside, then pushed the wheelchair to Yan Zhi's side, pulled his shirt, "Zhi..."
"Huh?" Yan Zhi lowered his head.
"Turn around." Sijin grabbed the corner of his clothes and waited for Yan Zhen to turn around and face her. Suddenly, Sijin's hand restlessly placed on his crotch, one hand gently
Grabbing it gently, you used your other hand to slowly unzip his pants.