The simple and cozy little house is also equipped with floor heating, so you feel warm when you open the door.
Jiang Zhi went to the refrigerator in the kitchen, took out the noodles she asked her aunt to buy yesterday, boiled hot water in a pot, and waited until the water boiled before she slowly started cooking the noodles.
She turned around and looked at the man squatting in the living room packing household items, "Mr. Shen, how much do you want to eat?"
Shen Luyan's fingers looked thin, but he bent them hard and opened the packaging box easily. He didn't even raise his head: "One bowl is enough."
Jiang Zhi was afraid that he wouldn't eat enough. Men's appetites seemed to be different from women's.
The more you consume, the more you eat.
She said oh oh and then closed the lid of the pot.
Shen Luyan knelt on one knee. He took out almost all the daily necessities in the packaging bag and placed them neatly aside. He seemed to be a little hot. He rolled up his sleeves casually. His wrists were thin and the veins were pale. Her skin appeared and disappeared. He held the glass for washing and borrowed her kitchen to wash the glass.
Then he arranged the cups neatly in the bathroom.
Jiang Zhi watched him busy for a long time and then said nothing.
After the noodles were cooked, I asked him to come over.
Shen Luyan took the opportunity to clean up the garbage on the ground. He smelled the aroma of the noodles and asked, "Did you add vinegar?"
Jiang Zhi sat opposite him, her face blurred by the rising heat, "I added some vinegar to this bowl, but I didn't touch your bowl."
Shen Luyan doesn't like eating sour food, nor does he like food that is too sweet.
He tasted the noodles and praised them without hesitation: "It's delicious."
Jiang Zhi hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time. There were so many messy things happening during this time that she really didn't have the energy to cook, and cooking was already a very troublesome thing.
There are dishes to prepare in the front and dishes to wash in the back.
"Thanks."
Shen Luyan finished the bowl of noodles quickly. Jiang Zhi had a small appetite and there was only half of the bowl left.
The man didn't mind it either. He took her bowl and finished the remaining half of the noodles.
Jiang Zhi was ready to make a move and wanted to urge him to go home early and rest.
But Shen Luyan had already stood up, picked up the dishes and went into the kitchen. There were special gloves for dishwashing on the sink. He put on the gloves quietly, then turned around and said to her: "Tie them on for me." Apron. ”
Jiang Zhi walked forward in confusion, a little dumbfounded.
She stood in front of him and tied the apron around his waist, almost hugging him with her arms before she could reach the tie on the man's back. Her breathing became hotter and hotter, and the temperature on her face increased inexplicably, as hot as It's a fever.
The burning sight above his head was hard to ignore.
Her apron-tying hands trembled slightly. She was still nervous at such a close distance.
Finally, Jiang Zhi helped him tie his apron and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had solved some big problem.
Shen Luyan washed the bowl quickly and helped her wash the pot.
Afterwards, he washed his hands several times with disinfectant as before, making sure every finger was clean before stopping.
His mysophobia was probably the worst person she had ever seen.
But it’s good to think about it this way. I like to be clean everywhere.
She doesn't have to worry about her health and doesn't have to worry about getting sick. At least Shen Luyan is picky and can't stand sharing people or things, so he won't go to bed with others outside.
Jiang Zhi thought about the monthly physical examination stipulated in the contract. It must be said that Shen Luyan's moral quality in this aspect was higher than that of most men.
"It's getting late, when does Mr. Shen plan to go back?" Jiang Zhi had been holding it in for almost a night, and now he couldn't hold it in any longer.
She wanted to sit on the sofa and watch a movie quietly.
But with Shen Luyan here, it would be difficult for her to do this.
The man wiped the water droplets on his thumb with a paper towel, and casually raised her chin with his jade-like thumb, "Are you going to burn the bridge?"
Jiang Zhi's face turned slightly red, probably due to the heat in the room, and her cicada-like eyelashes trembled. She was a little embarrassed by what he said, and her ears gradually became hot, so she had to say shamelessly. : "I didn't ask Mr. Shen to wash the dishes for me."
Shen Luyan's fingertips gently wiped her soft lips. This action was more like ravaging her casually. He laughed without taking it seriously, and it didn't sound like a mockery: "I turned on the faucet just now. Why didn’t you say anything when it happened?”
Jiang Zhi's lips were a little numb from her rubbing, but it didn't hurt. She licked her lips subconsciously, and her soft tongue accidentally touched the man's thumb. Her face instantly turned redder, and her temperature was as hot as a high fever. , she stumbled: "Then I can help Mr. Shen wash the dishes next time."
Shen Luyan smiled: "No, there is a nanny at home."
Only the wall lamp was turned on in the living room, and the brightness was adjusted to the lowest level. The light was slightly dim and dim, and the soft and warm light shone on her delicate face. Her beautiful face gradually became clearer. Only he could see her so vividly.
The man's Adam's apple slipped silently twice: "Secretary Jiang can repay me elsewhere."
Jiang Zhi's breathing was disturbed by his breath, and her heart began to beat wildly again. They were too close, and his words were always so ambiguous. She didn't even think about it: "Will I sleep with you?"
Shen Luyan seemed stunned for a moment, "You said this yourself."
Jiang Zhi felt a little regretful, "I was talking nonsense."
Shen Luyan held her chin and pressed hard against his lips that he had coveted for a long time tonight. The tip of his tongue pushed open her teeth and forcefully devoured her breath. His movements were a bit rough and pressed against her. On the dining table, a hand was placed across her lower back, protecting her waist from bumps.
Jiang Zhi didn't know how things became like this again.
He loved kissing her.
But he doesn't like her.
Kissing is something only lovers do.
But there was no love between her and him.
Jiang Zhi's resistance failed in front of him. She always surrendered to his tenderness easily and fell into this short-lived dream. The hot kiss gradually subsided, just like the waves on the turbulent sea gradually returned to calm.
Jiang Zhi's lips were red and swollen, and she was too embarrassed to look at herself in the mirror.
She thought this would be the end.
Shen Luyan should always be satisfied.
But he seems to be a glutton who doesn't have enough to eat and only knows how to plunder.
The man's face under the lamp was cold and beautiful, and his delicate eyebrows dyed with love and desire added a bit of seductive color, like a high-ranking god who fell into the mortal world. He touched her face: "It doesn't mean anything when I take the initiative. ."
Jiang Zhi took two steps back, his face red and his ears still red.
Shen Luyan looked at her retreating movement and said nothing. He raised his eyebrows. The noble young master revealed his cold and bad nature. He waved to her, "Come here."
Jiang Zhi's feet were a little heavy and he walked very slowly.
Shen Luyan looked at her with a condescending look, as if he was assessing her value. He said casually: "Secretary Jiang, I asked you to come over and take the initiative to please me."
The warmth just now seemed like a dream.
She was still just treated as a plaything in his palm that he could play with at will.