Just two minutes after he was proud, he was slapped in the face by Ye Chaochao. Ji Yanlin took a deep breath and shouted through gritted teeth, "Ye Chaochao!"
When Ji Yanlin chased him out of the bedroom, Ye Chaochao gave in again and quickly apologized to him.
Ji Yanlin said that he did not accept it, and the two of them were noisy in the living room, like elementary school students who kept fighting during recess.
It wasn't until the aunt came over to cook that the two of them calmed down a little. They sat on the sofa, leaning against each other, watching a movie and waiting for dinner.
Auntie left after cooking dinner and packed up the kitchen. So after the meal, only the tableware and chopsticks they used to eat were left. Ji Yanlin took the initiative to pack the tableware and put it in the automatic dishwasher.
Ye Chaochao leaned against the door of the kitchen, looked at Ji Yanlin who was squatting on the ground playing with the automatic dishwasher, and asked, "Hey, is it time to send me back?"
Ji Yanlin moved his hands for a moment, then looked back at Ye Chaochao at the door. He smiled and asked Ye Chaochao, "Do you think you can go back after entering my territory today?"
When Ji Yanlin said this, Ye Chaochao didn't know what to say, but when he looked at Ji Yanlin's aggressive eyes, Ye Chaochao's heart beat a little faster.
Ji Yanlin withdrew his gaze, sorted out the bags in the trash can and picked them up.
When he came out of the kitchen and passed by Ye Chaochao, Ji Yanlin approached Ye Chaochao, leaned over slightly and kept eye contact with her, "I'll go down and throw out the trash."
Ye Chaochao didn't say anything, and Ji Yanlin didn't say anything more and walked out of the kitchen.
Then Ye Chaochao heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and her heartbeat skipped a beat.
They were both grown men and women, and it was impossible for Ye Chaochao to not notice Ji Yanlin's behavior today.
In fact, all of this was supposed to happen on Chinese Valentine's Day two days ago, but because she failed to come back, it didn't happen.
Ye Chaochao stood there blankly, somewhat at a loss.
Ji Yanlin went downstairs and threw the garbage into the trash can. Feeling a little irritated for no reason, he took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket and lit a cigarette.
After finishing the cigarette in a few puffs, Ji Yanlin lit another one and still stood there without moving. He frowned slightly and didn't know what he was thinking.
When the second cigarette was finished, Ji Yanlin didn't light another one. It was enough. If he smoked any more, the smell on his body would not go away.
He knew from a long time ago that Ye Chaochao didn't like the smell of cigarettes. The strong smell of cigarettes would make his eyes unbearable.
When he was in high school, he smoked with his friends. One time he was caught smoking by Ye Chaochao, and his mother beat him up when he came home that night.
He thought it was Ye Chaochao who did it, but later he specifically smoked a cigarette and blew air into Ye Chaochao's face, just like a gangster, causing Ye Chaochao to choke in tears.
He had been fighting with Ye Chaochao since childhood, but he didn't really want to bully her. That was the first time that she made Ye Chaochao cry, and he was frightened.
When Ji Yanlin came back to his senses, he realized that he suddenly remembered what happened so long ago. His frown relaxed and he couldn't help but raise a smile.
The community is well protected against mosquitoes. In the summer, Ji Yanlin was not chased and bitten by mosquitoes downstairs. He stood there for a while and waited until the smell on his body was almost gone. Then Ji Yanlin turned around and went back.