person oxidized by love

Chapter 43 43

Ji Xinghui turned around abruptly, grabbed the shallots on the cutting board, and hurriedly said, "I forgot to put this, what should I do?"

But it seemed strange to sprinkle it into the bowl now, Ji Xing was stunned, unable to make up his mind for a while.

Zhou Keyun pushed the bowl forward: "Replenish me."

Ji Xing nodded mechanically: "Okay."

After Ji Xinghui also sat down, Zhou Keyun said, "Don't be nervous, I will take the medicine."

Ji Xinghui didn't feel much relaxed, he knew that Zhou Keyun was very frank in terms of sex, and he also liked to say some very direct things.

None of this means anything.

Zhou Keyun picked up the chopsticks and put them down quickly. He stood up and went to the sink to wash his hands. After drying them carefully, he reached out and took off the tie around his neck.

He folded his tie neatly and put it in his pocket before sitting back to eat noodles.

Not long after, Zhou Keyun's cell phone rang again. He glanced at the caller ID, swallowed the food in his mouth, and pressed the call button.

Ji Xinghui picked up potatoes with chopsticks and ate them, trying not to pay attention to Zhou Keyun.

The phone call was a bit long, the caller kept talking, and Zhou Keyun's response was very brief.Zhou Keyun ended the call after Ji Xing returned to pick out the potatoes in the bowl. The last thing he said was "I will handle it".

"It's a good thing that I made stewed noodles today, otherwise it would be easy to lump." Ji Xing said with his face back.

Zhou Keyun took a big mouthful of noodles and commented: "It's still delicious."

Ji Xinghui hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask Zhou Keyun if he had any problems at work. After all, he couldn't help much, so he could only be considerate of Zhou Keyun in housework: "I'll wash the dishes in a while."

Zhou Keyun thanked him, he turned his vibrating phone upside down on the table, and ate up the bowl of braised noodles seriously.

Zhou Keyun's eating habits are very good, and Ji Xinghui found that he almost never had leftovers, and there was nothing he would not eat.

Zhou Keyun picked up the phone and said simply: "Go to bed first today."

Ji Xing nodded back. After tidying up the kitchen, he went upstairs to take a shower.

Ji Xinghui didn't like to blow-dry his hair, so he just wiped it with a towel. He stroked his hair back, exposing his beautiful forehead. The tips of his hair slowly accumulated water droplets, and finally fell on the T-shirt he used as pajamas.

Zhou Keyun seemed to be still busy, the house was very quiet, and the lihuamao ran to some corner to sleep.Ji Xing turned back and pulled on his slippers and walked downstairs. He opened the cupboard, and there was a complete set of things for making tea at home. Maybe Zhou Keyun asked his aunt to buy them.

Ji Xinghui made tea, put it on a tray, and walked slowly to the study on the basement floor.

Ji Xinghui had never been here before, so he found the door of the study after searching. He was inexplicably nervous when he knocked on the door.

Zhou Keyun opened the door with a surprised expression: "Why do you..."

Ji Xinghui held the tray, and said a little awkwardly: "I see that you are still working so late, so you made tea with chrysanthemum and wolfberry. My grandma used to make it for me, saying it was for clearing the liver and improving the eyesight."

Zhou Keyun turned to let Ji Xing come in, his eyes fell on his face: "Thank you."

The computer on the desk was on, and there was a document open on the desk. Ji Xinghui put down his teacup, and turned around quickly like no evil, but he didn't expect Zhou Keyun to follow him so close. With such a turn, he directly bumped into the In Zhou Keyun's arms.

Ji Xinghui couldn't help but groaned, Zhou Keyun stretched out his arms to wrap around his waist, and said with a smile in his voice, "Why are you in such a hurry? My susceptibility period really hasn't come, why panic?"

It's hard to explain, Ji Xinghui started talking nonsense: "I'm going to change the cat's water."

Zhou Keyun ignored his flawed excuse, and reached out to touch Ji Xinghui's ear: "Why don't you blow your hair?"

His tone was a little serious, as if it was a big deal.

Ji Xinghui stepped back a little: "I'll go blow it now."

Zhou Keyun let out a "hmm", but he didn't let go of his hand. He looked at Ji Xinghui's face with very focused eyes.

Ji Xinghui felt uncomfortable, so he told a bad joke: "If you don't let go of me, my hair will be dry."

Zhou Keyun finally let go of him, and when Ji Xing walked back to the door, he said, "You should look good with your hair combed back."

Ji Xinghui stopped, turned his face sideways, and showed a gentle and shy smile: "Thank you, good night."

Zhou Keyun didn't know how fast Ji Xinghui's heart was beating.

Ji Xing returned to the bedroom. He was lying on the side where Zhou Keyun used to sleep. His body and heart were covered with Zhou Keyun's smell. He pressed his chest to adjust his breathing, and slowly closed his eyes.

During the lunch break the next day, Chen Ran came to the bank. Ji Xinghui was being invited out for lunch by his colleagues. When he saw Chen Ran, he immediately said, "My client is here, you go first."

Chen Ran greeted him politely: "Mr. Ji, good afternoon."

"Are you here for business?" Ji Xinghui asked a little strangely.

Chen Ran shook his head: "Mr. Zhou called me here."

Ji Xinghui opened his eyes this morning and found that the bed on the other side of him was very flat, as if no one had slept on it.

After he finished packing and went downstairs, he realized that Zhou Keyun had gone to the company early in the morning, but he still left a breakfast for Ji Xinghui.

Ji Xinghui asked a bit concerned: "The company is quite busy today, why come here on purpose?"

Chen Ran took out a card from his bag: "This is your pass, you can freely enter and leave Xingyang's headquarters building, and use it to swipe the elevator to go directly to Mr. Zhou's office."

Ji Xing replied thanking him, feeling that it was too much fanfare to go all the way just for a card.

"Mr. Zhou is going on a business trip in the afternoon, and he can't get away now, so he asked me to come to you and ask if you are free to help him pack his luggage." Only then did Chen Ran reveal the purpose of this visit.

Ji Xinghui glanced at his watch subconsciously: "When is he leaving?"

"There is enough time." Chen Ran said, "Mr. Ji, you should go to dinner first."

"Have you eaten?" Ji Xing asked back.

Chen Ran shook his head: "Not yet, I'm a bit busy today."

Ji Xing wrapped his arms around his shoulders: "Go, I'll treat you to dinner."

They sat down in a coffee shop near the bank, the light food in this shop was delicious, Ji Xinghui handed the menu to Chen Ran: "Assistant Chen, you can call me Xinghui or Xiao Ji, you don't have to be so polite. "

Chen Ran smiled politely: "Then we both can be more comfortable."

Ji Xinghui rolled his eyes, and said enthusiastically, "Okay, Brother Chen Ran."

During the meal, Ji Xing asked Chen Ran: "How many days is he going?"

"At least two days." Chen Ran said, "It depends on the situation."

Ji Xing nodded back, and couldn't help asking after a while, "Is it difficult?"

Chen Ran is very objective: "Yesterday, I found out that the main models of FG's upcoming new products are not the right ones. The investigation found that it was caused by the cooperative clothing factory's own assertion. Today's random inspection found that there are still a few styles that are shoddy."

"Someone is pocketing their own money." Ji Xinghui frowned.

Chen Ran nodded: "This matter is not difficult to solve, but the person in charge of the garment factory is an offshoot of the Zhou family. According to seniority, he is Mr. Zhou's uncle."

The relationship between close relatives and old friends is the most difficult to deal with. To put it down gently is to cover up, to deal with it seriously is to be cold-blooded, but it is Zhou Keyun who is difficult to do, which is the sandwich of a biscuit.

"So Mr. Zhou is going to go there in person." Chen Ran added, "I am busy enough because of the fashion week, and I will be held back by my relatives. Mr. Zhou didn't sleep much yesterday."

Ji Xing pursed his lips back, slightly angry, but this anger was a little powerless.

Ji Xing took a sip of sparkling water and sighed secretly.

Chen Ran drove and got home in 10 minutes. Ji Xinghui poured water for him, and when he handed it to him, he asked, "Who helped pack his luggage before he went on a business trip?"

"Most of the time, Mr. Zhou cleans up by himself. Occasionally, if he is too busy, I will help." Chen Ran said.

"Then why today...?" Ji Xing replied that halfway through he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't take back the words, so he had to cough in embarrassment.

Chen Ran suddenly smiled: "Mr. Zhou specifically told me that if you say that, I will tell you a word."

Ji Xing blinked back, looking a little dazed: "What are you talking about?"

"Isn't this what you should do?" Chen Ran said sternly.

This sentence was nothing at all, but Zhou Keyun said the same thing when he asked him to help tie his tie on the morning of their registration.

Thinking back, Ji Xing felt a little blush.

"Understood." Ji Xinghui rubbed his neck uncomfortably, "Brother Chen Ran, sit down for a while."

Ji Xinghui was glad that he knew the location of the suitcase, otherwise he would have to call Zhou Keyun who must be free, thinking about it would be a bit silly.

Ji Xinghui packed all the things he could think of for a business trip. He was very good at storage, and the suitcases were sorted and neatly arranged.

Ji Xinghui went downstairs with the suitcase, and saw the raccoon cat lying on the ground, showing its belly defenselessly, enjoying Chen Ran's stroking.

"The cat troubled you before." Ji Xinghui said politely.

"This guy is very close, more clingy than my master." Chen Ran smiled with his eyes bent, and he said to Cihuamao, "It's not troublesome at all, is it?"

This is the first time Ji Xinghui saw Chen Ran like this, and he asked in surprise, "So you also have cats."

Chen Ran nodded: "Well, Mr. Zhou consulted me a lot about raising cats before."

"I was also quite surprised at the time, because Mr. Zhou was a bit of a clean freak, and he always disliked the cat hair on my suit pants." Chen Ran scratched Lihuamao's chin.

Ji Xinghui clenched the handle of the suitcase, and suddenly said, "Brother Chen Ran, can you wait a little longer?"

Chen Ran glanced at the time: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou's flight is at four o'clock in the afternoon."

Ji Xing turned around and went into the kitchen. He remembered that there was toast at home. A little girl who was an intern at their bank taught him a very simple toast custard pudding.

Cut the toast into small pieces, slice the bananas, put butter at the bottom of the container, and put the toast and bananas in.The formula of the egg milk liquid is eggs and milk, add an appropriate amount of white sugar, stir it evenly, pour it in, let it stand for 10 minutes so that every piece of toast is soaked in the egg milk liquid, and then put it in the oven.

Ji Xinghui set the time first, and observed while waiting. He hadn't done this for a long time, so he was inexplicably nervous.

After it was out of the oven, sprinkle it with powdered sugar. There were a lot of blueberries in the refrigerator, and Ji Xinghui also sprinkled it as a decoration.

It looked pretty good, but Ji Xinghui was worried that it would become less tasty if it got cold, so he packed the toast, and the takeaway cooler bag he left before came in handy.

Ji Xinghui handed the bag to Chen Ran: "Please give this to Mr. Zhou. If it's cold, heat it up in the microwave."

Chen Ran took it and said with a smile, "General Manager Zhou will be very happy."

After sending Chen Ran away, Ji Xinghui cleaned up the kitchen first, and then played with the cat for a while.

Cihuamao is full of energy, it is not tired, Ji Xinghui is tired first, he lazily shakes the cat teaser stick, and asks gently: "When did he find you?"

Cihuamao didn't understand Ji Xinghui's complicated emotions at the moment, it just easily caught this naughty prey.

Cihuamao looked up at Twolegs as if asking for credit, only to find that he was covering his face and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

It sensitively smelled the complex emotional smell in the air, like unripe sour fruit.