The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

As night fell in the city, lights were turned on in every house. Qi Yunxiao lived in an apartment building. He unlocked it with his fingerprints and pushed the door open. Ji Wenchen followed behind him pushing a small suitcase.

"click".

The light in the living room was turned on, and the room suddenly brightened up.

The furnishings inside are simple, the decoration tones are cooler, and the decorative paintings hanging on the wall are also in a uniform style. There are a few magazines on the coffee table in front of the gray sofa, and the curtains are also gray. Overall, it is neat and tidy.

Qi Yunxiao took out a new pair of slippers from the shoe rack at the door.

Ji Wenchen lowered his head: "Pink?"

"Slippers of the same color will be mistaken." Qi Yunxiao said.

"I like pink." Ji Wenchen glanced at his gray slippers, and put on the pink slippers without any complaints, the size was right.

"You can use the bathroom over there." Qi Yunxiao pointed to the other side of the living room, "There are spare toothbrushes and towels inside."

"Which room do I sleep in?" Ji Wenchen asked.

Qi Yunxiao took him to the room.

The apartment has two bathrooms, one is the bathroom on the living room side, and the other is in the master bedroom. Qi Yunxiao sleeps in the master bedroom, and Ji Wenchen sleeps in the side bedroom.

The side sleeper is a bit smaller than the master bedroom, but it is also very spacious. The bed has already been made, and Ji Wenchen can check in directly with his bags. He put the suitcase in the corner and opened the curtains.

When Ji Wenchen was observing the room, Qi Yunxiao stood at the door and looked at him. He looked down at the time on his watch, "It's time to eat."

"What would Mr. Qi want to eat?" Ji Wenchen folded his sleeves.

"can you cook?"

"of course."

When the two arrived at the living room, there were many dishes in the refrigerator, including both meat and vegetables. Ji Wenchen looked around and couldn't make up his mind. Qi Yunxiao said: "Cook noodles and eat."

He passed his arm over Ji Wenchen's side, picked up a piece of noodles, and Ji Wenchen turned his head, only to realize that the distance between the two of them had become very close. The moment he turned his head, the tip of his nose seemed to brush against Qi Yunxiao's cheek , the distance is so close that it is ambiguous.

Qi Yunxiao didn't seem to notice it, and turned his head, "Do you want to eat?"

Ji Wenchen raised his eyes, then tilted his head back: "Yes."

"Yeah." Qi Yunxiao said, "You fry two eggs, and I'll cook the noodles."

"Okay." Ji Wenchen's gaze slid down to his arm. Qi Yunxiao's arm was in a clever position, which happened to lock him between the open refrigerator doors, but he quickly moved away after taking it out.

Ji Wenchen's eyes were half closed, and he raised his hand to touch the back of his neck.

The kitchen is semi-open, and it is slightly different from what Ji Wenchen thought. There are all kinds of pots and pans, and there is a special pot for frying eggs. In the middle of frying eggs, Ji Wenchen glanced at Qi Yunxiao and saw that he was cooking soup first. The movements are proficient.

"Would the egg yolk be fully cooked or half cooked?" Ji Wenchen asked.

Qi Yunxiao: "It's fully cooked."

Ji Wenchen turned the egg over with a spatula.

The two eggs were fried quickly, the edges were browned, and the yolk in the middle was very tender. He put the eggs aside and sat on the bar counter to watch Qi Yunxiao cook the noodles.

"Are you good at cooking?" he asked.

This seems to be the first time the two have appeared in a scene other than "work", and the content of the chat has become closer, but it is very suitable in this atmosphere.

The incandescent light fell on the two of them, Ji Wenchen rested his chin in boredom.

"Yes." Qi Yunxiao said, "I will do it when I have time."

"A man who can cook is very attractive." Ji Wenchen said.

"I heard."

"I don't know how Mr. Qi's craftsmanship is?"

"You can try it later."

"My pleasure."

While the two were chatting, the noodles were cooked. Qi Yunxiao picked up the noodles with chopsticks, put them into a bowl, sprinkled green onions and served them on the table.

Qi Yunxiao's taste is bland, and the noodles are also bland, but it should have a lot of flavor, and it tastes delicious, and Ji Wenchen can eat both heavy and light ones.

The phone he placed by the table vibrated twice, Ji Wenchen turned his head to see that it was a message from Meng Shiyu, asking him if he would go out to play tonight.

He reached for his phone to text back.

Qi Yunxiao took a look, looked away, and lowered his head to eat noodles.

After replying to the message, Ji Wenchen put the phone upside down on the table, bowed his head and ate two mouthfuls of noodles, and praised Qi Yunxiao's craftsmanship is very good, Qi Yunxiao said "um" without any other response.

After eating noodles, Ji Wenchen took the bowl and went into the kitchen to clean up. Qi Yunxiao sat on the sofa to deal with business. After a while, he got up and went into the bedroom. When he heard the door closing, Ji Wenchen looked back, and Qi Yunxiao didn't come out after that.

Ji Wenchen went back to his side to get his clothes to take a shower, opened the suitcase, and found a tie in the corner that didn't belong to him, with a dark low-key pattern, calm and dignified, and the owner was sleeping next to him.

Probably stuffed it in the suitcase when packing up.

With a chuckle, he folded the tie and put it back.

All night without incident.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky outside was very bright, and the curtains of the side sleeper were only half drawn. Sensing the light outside, the people in the room opened their eyes sleepily.

Ji Wenchen fumbled to get the mobile phone by the bedside, looked at the time, closed his eyes for three or four seconds, then opened them suddenly, saw the strange room furnishings, belatedly remembered that he had moved to Qi Yunxiao's place.

What a ridiculous idea.

He lifted the quilt and changed his clothes, got up to wash, he opened the door very quietly, passed the living room and entered the bathroom.

There is everything in the bathroom, but there is no razor, and Ji Wenchen didn't bring it. He didn't think he would live in this line of work for a long time, and the only things he brought were clothes and some odds and ends. He rubbed his chin, and it passed overnight , with a little stubble, it's not very obvious.

His fair face looked a bit decadent, after washing his face, water droplets slipped from Ji Wenchen's face and hung on his chin, unable to fall off.

【Is Qi Yunxiao awake? ] Ji Wenchen asked the system.

System: [No. 】

[Can you test his affection for me? ] Ji Wenchen asked.

System: [Only blackening value can be detected. 】

Ji Wenchen: [You are really useless. 】

System: [Yes, little wife. 】

Ji Wenchen: [... Ha. 】

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no one.

Qi Yunxiao looked at the empty side lying, the bedding on the bed was spread evenly without a single wrinkle, as if he had never slept with anyone.

He went back to the kitchen and pulled up the sleeves of his sweater. He couldn't see the expression in his eyes. He lowered his head to make breakfast. In the cold and quiet room, there were only a few collisions.

After he put the breakfast on the table, the doorbell also rang.

Qi Yunxiao went to open the door, and the person outside the door was Ji Wenchen who came back from a morning run.

"President Qi, record my fingerprints some other day." He pointed to the lock on the door, "Otherwise it will be inconvenient to come back."

He entered sideways against Qi Yunxiao, Qi Yunxiao moved forward, he was pushed back, and stuck to the wall.

"Where did you go?" Qi Yunxiao closed the door with the other hand.

Ji Wenchen: "Morning jogging, is this also within the reporting range?"

"Yes." Qi Yunxiao said, "I must make it clear to you that I live here and go out at night. I hope you can tell me."

"I will." Ji Wenchen said, "President Qi woke up so angry early in the morning?"

"It's time to eat." Qi Yunxiao turned and walked in, but was pulled back by Ji Wenchen's arm.

Ji Wenchen leaned his back against the wall, leaned forward, and pressed his ear: "It's the first time I've seen Mr. Qi's outfit, it's really pretty, and it suits you very well."

Qi Yunxiao mostly wears formal clothes on weekdays. He has the most shirts in his closet, and the collar buttons are all buttoned on the top.

After that, he let go of Qi Yunxiao.

The hair lightly brushed over Qi Yunxiao's ears, and the sensitive ears immediately became scorching hot, coupled with Ji Wenchen's breath, it was warm, with a bit of toothpaste fragrance.

It was the smell of toothpaste he kept in the bathroom, which was enough to prove that Ji Wenchen just went out in the morning.

"Breakfast is so rich?" Ji Wenchen looked at the shrimp porridge on the table, with soy milk and eggs beside it, and fried a few dishes of side dishes.

"En." Qi Yunxiao came back to his senses, walked back, and sat down opposite Ji Wenchen, "Wash the dishes after eating."

"clear."

"You can use the gym at home."

"Oh? I thought that people like Mr. Qi don't like others using your things."

"I don't have a cleanliness." Qi Yunxiao said, but he really didn't like others using his things.

"It's so gentle." Ji Wenchen said with a smile, "He can cook and is considerate."

Ji Wenchen refers to his impression.

Usually strict indifference and abstinence at work, I didn't expect to be able to cook in private, unexpectedly staying at home.

Qi Yunxiao raised his eyelids, noncommittal to his evaluation.

His "gentleness" is limited.

Boiling frogs in lukewarm water is a good start.

"Frog" ate the breakfast made by the boss without knowing it, and praised the boss's craftsmanship without any effort. After the meal, he borrowed a razor from Qi Yunxiao, and before going out, Ji Wenchen's fingerprints were entered into the lock.

When they went downstairs, the driver had already parked below, Assistant Wu was also sitting in the passenger seat, Ji Wenchen and Qi Yunxiao got into the back seat, Ji Wenchen said "Morning Assistant Wu" with a smile.

Assistant Wu smiled: "Morning."

It seems that Assistant Xiao Ji has been shortlisted this time.

When he arrived at the company, Ji Wenchen went to make coffee for Qi Yunxiao. The job was completely in his hands. Assistant Wu, the supervisor, did not need to stare at him all the time. He made a cup for himself and put a lot of sugar on the way. .

Ji Wenchen's work is very idle. Apart from doing odd jobs, he doesn't have any heavy work content. He opened the webpage of the company's internal forum and logged on to the employee account.

In the office, Qi Yunxiao was expressionless, staring at the computer screen with fierce eyes, and the love post was displayed on the screen, Qi Yunxiao looked cold as if he was looking at the acquisition plan.

Close to noon off work.

"Xiao Ji." Assistant Wu took the document to Ji Wenchen's work place.

Ji Wenchen looked up.

Assistant Wu put a ticket on Ji Wenchen's desk.

Ji Wenchen glanced at it. It was a movie ticket. He had seen this movie on the Internet. It was a newly released popular movie. It was an inspirational love movie about healing and redemption.

"This is?"

"Company benefits, please go to the movies on Saturday, don't forget to come." Assistant Wu said, "Relax."

"Yeah, got it." Ji Wenchen shook the ticket between his arms, "We must arrive on time."

Assistant Wu nodded, and went to several other people to distribute movie tickets.

Ji Wenchen looked at the movie ticket in his hand.

Saturday?Is it a special day?

He thought about it for a while, but didn't think of anything special.

There is no such a paragraph in the original plot, so it should not be an important plot.

At noon, the staff cafeteria was crowded with people. Everyone was chatting with plates, and some people were complaining about their seniors and the difficult Party A. Eating is a moment when people can stop for a moment in their urgent lives.

The air is filled with an appetizing aroma, today's dishes are very beautiful, Ji Wenchen is holding the plate, with a warm smile on his face, talking to the people beside him.

"Not to mention anything else about the company, the canteen is really good, and I will sacrifice my life for the company for the canteen!"

"Assistant Ji, Xiaoxia's birthday is Saturday, will you come?"

"Come on, come on, have fun."

"Saturday..." Ji Wenchen pondered for a moment, then said, "Sorry, I have an appointment on Saturday?"

"Have a date? With whom? Girlfriend?"

"Wow, come to think of it, we haven't heard you mention your girlfriend yet."

"No." Ji Wenchen said, "I just went to watch a movie dinner with my colleagues. I made an appointment in advance. I can't go back on my word... I can only wish you a happy birthday in advance."

"Hey, what a big deal, thank you!"

From the corner of Ji Wenchen's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards this side, and he had no time to dodge, and when the others had no time to react, he pulled the person beside him, and the hot soup poured on his arm, and the shirt on his small arm was immediately soaked with soup.

"Hiss..." He took a breath.

The stainless steel bowl fell to the ground, and the metal collided with the tile floor, making a ping-pong-pong sound, which was ear-piercing and eye-catching amidst the buzzing voices in the cafeteria.

"Ah!" The companions came back to their senses and exclaimed.

"Oh my God!"

"Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry..." The person who accidentally poured hot soup on Ji Wenchen apologized dumbly.

The person next to Ji Wenchen took the dinner plate for him, and handed him a tissue. Ji Wenchen thanked him and took it. First, he separated the shirt from his skin, and wiped the soup on his hands with the tissue.

"What's the matter with you? Did you do it on purpose?"

"I...I..." The person on the opposite side clenched his hands, "I didn't... on purpose, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay." Ji Wenchen stopped the colleague who was still trying to stand up for him, his twinkling peach eyes were charming, and he looked at the opposite - Li Yelin with a slight twinkle.

Li Yelin's pale face seemed to be terrified. People who didn't know thought they were bullying him.

The weather is hot in summer, even though the air conditioner is turned on in the cafeteria, the hot soup that just came out did not drop too much temperature.

Ji Wenchen wiped his hands with a tissue, smiled, and said, "I know him, it's fine, you go eat first, I'll take care of it."

In the bathroom, water was flowing down from the faucet, Ji Wenchen rinsed his reddened skin under the faucet, the soup was only poured on his wrist, and he rolled up his sleeve by a section.

The skin of the skinny joints was red, looking a little cute, and the skin continued to burn as if it was being burned.

His eyes were lowered, the line of his lips was evened out, and his complexion was a bit pale.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ji Wenchen raised his eyelids and saw Li Yelin's figure in the mirror.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it, I... I can pay you for your medical expenses." He said.

Ji Wenchen raised the corners of his lips, "I don't need the medical bills, can I trouble you to buy me a plate of food? I'll take it as your apology."

Li Yelin was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to make this request, nodded, "Okay."

Ji Wenchen ordered food, ordered a few, paused, "I ate a little too much."

Li Yelin touched his pocket, showing hesitation, "No, not much, I should, but... have you finished eating?"

"Well, no problem." Ji Wenchen said.

After lunch, with some time left, Ji Wenchen went to the pharmacy opposite to buy some medicine and gauze. He sat at the desk, put the bag on the table, took out the medicine from it, and read the instructions carefully.

He took out the scald medicine, rubbed some on his wrist with a cotton swab, the gauze wrapped around one hand was difficult to deal with, and finally he used his teeth to help the knotted part.

It's almost time to go to work, and there are people in the work place one after another.

"Xiao Ji." Assistant Wu called him, "Take a look at the file I sent you, adjust it, and print it out. If you don't, you can ask me."

"it is good."

Ji Wenchen opened the computer mailbox and saw the file sent by Assistant Wu.

He is very good at this kind of trivial work, and it didn't take long to get it done. He handed the printed documents to Assistant Wu. Assistant Wu took a look and confirmed that they were correct, and then handed him several documents, all of which required Mr. Qi's signature. Yes, send him to the office.

Assistant Wu noticed his hand and asked a question. Ji Wenchen said that he accidentally got burned. Assistant Wu asked, "Have you applied any medicine? I have burn medicine."

"I bought it." Ji Wenchen pointed to the bag on the table, "Thanks, Angkor."

He rolled up his sleeves, and the gauze on his hand was conspicuous, but he didn't care, knocked on the door and entered the office, and put the documents on the table, so the same conversation happened again in the office.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Qi Yunxiao looked up from the document, his gaze fell directly on his wrist.

"This? Made it by accident." Ji Wenchen raised his hand, "Mr. Qi, how did I find out...you really care about me?"

With one hand propped on the table, he leaned forward, his loose tie was hanging down, and he had a seemingly harmless but meaningful smile on his face, revealing the shrewdness of an old fox.

"Really?" Qi Yunxiao said, "Then you feel pretty accurate."

Ji Wenchen raised his eyebrows.

"As a boss, of course you have to care about the physical and mental health of your employees, not to mention..." Qi Yunxiao's eyes were calm, "You are different from other employees."

He sneered at this sentence, but Ji Wenchen felt normal instead, and smiled openly, "Well, he came in through the back door."

Qi Yunxiao acquiesced in his words, "I can't explain to you what kind of mistake you are going to make."

"Is that so..."

"Don't think of any crooked ideas."

"I do not have."

Qi Yunxiao snorted, "It's best."

His gaze flicked across Ji Wenchen's wrist, and he saw the soup stains left on his shirt cuff, which was darker than other places, "It's time to change your clothes."

"I don't have time for work."

Qi Yunxiao looked at him for a while, told him to wait, got up and entered the other door of the office, Ji Wenchen leaned against the desk, doing nothing like a leader on patrol, he straightened up, walked to the sofa, and walked back Sit, nestle in the sofa.

After 3 minutes, Qi Yunxiao came out and threw him a white shirt, "It's changed."

Ji Wenchen held the shirt, sniffed at the tip of his nose, lowered his eyes, as if he was kissing the shirt.

Seeing his actions, Qi Yunxiao pursed his lower lip, "I didn't wear it."

"I know." Ji Wenchen said, "It smells good, the same smell as you."

Qi Yunxiao: "..."

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ji Wenchen, his fingertips contracted slightly, his eyelashes glistened, he turned his head, and said in a low voice, "Why so much nonsense."

"I'm sorry." Ji Wenchen said, "As for me, I just talk a lot of nonsense. Whether you like it or not, I like to tell you."

Once certain words are added with qualifiers, they will become extremely ambiguous, for example, the "you" in this sentence.

Ji Wenchen's voice was gentle and deep, and he said these words, as if he was talking about love, and it sounded like he was coaxing someone, Qi Yunxiao gritted his teeth, his cheeks agitated.

In the next second, without warning, Ji Wenchen began to tear off his tie, unbutton it and change his clothes.

"Go inside." Qi Yunxiao said.

Ji Wenchen: "Mr. Qi, I'm not as particular as you."

"There is surveillance here." Qi Yunxiao said.

"Well, I know." Ji Wenchen didn't seem to care much about his lazy tone.

Qi Yunxiao: "..."

While speaking, Ji Wenchen had already unbuttoned all the buttons.

He opened his clothes, raised his hand to untie his cuffs, a few rays of sunlight fell on his head, his black hair shone with golden light, and his lips were raised with a smile that was not a smile, and he always looked affectionate.The muscles are beautifully trained, full of wild strength, and the lines of the abdominal muscles are tight, looming.

Qi Yunxiao: "..."

He tilted his head, half-closed his eyes, tapped the table with his fingertips, calmly, counting the beats of his heart.

Qi Yunxiao's shirt fit Ji Wenchen well, but it was a little too close to the body, so it was not a big problem.

"Thank you, Mr. Qi." Ji Wenchen turned around and walked out in a carefree manner.

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Qi Yunxiao turned his head back.

The soiled shirt was abandoned by its owner and left alone on the sofa.

Qi Yunxiao closed his eyes, and what he recalled was Ji Wenchen's unrestrained posture anytime and anywhere.

Not in a hurry.

Ji Wenchen's wrist was burnt, which caused a lot of inconvenience. There was no dinner tonight, so Qi Yunxiao went to the kitchen to cook something casually. Because of his wrist burn, he didn't even have to wash the dishes after the meal.

Qi Yunxiao still used the same rhetoric, he has no hobby of abusing employees.

He didn't like dirty dishes piled up in the kitchen, so he folded his sleeves twice and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Ji Wenchen just came to the apartment, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. After dinner, he turned on the TV and tuned the channel, listening to the sound of water dripping in the kitchen, and occasional porcelain bowls colliding with each other to make a crisp sound.

He raised his voice, "President Qi, do you need my help?"

"No need." Qi Yunxiao said quietly.

It's Qi Yunxiao who cooks, and Qi Yunxiao who washes the dishes. I don't know who is the boss and who is the assistant.

The two of them ate, and there were not many bowls. Qi Yunxiao quickly cleaned up the kitchen, sat down on the other side of the sofa, opened his laptop, and Ji Wenchen consciously turned the TV to silent.

"Mr. Qi has worked hard, shall I give you a massage?" Ji Wenchen said.

Qi Yunxiao: "No."

The two sat in the living room harmoniously, doing their own things, there was nothing to watch on the TV, Ji Wenchen took out his mobile phone and watched the chats in the group.

There is a group for the rich second generation. The group is active every day, and they make appointments to go out to play together at night. @吉文陈 many times, but Ji Wenchen never overdid it.

When it was nearly ten o'clock, Qi Yunxiao answered the phone and said to go out, Ji Wenchen got up to take a shower.

His wrist was scalded and he couldn't touch the water. It was inconvenient to take a shower. He flushed his head with one hand, but the gauze still touched the water. Ji Wenchen uttered a "tsk", pulled off the gauze, and washed his hair with both hands in the shower.

Ji Wenchen came in with only a pair of underwear and a pair of pajama pants. After taking a shower, he put on his pants and opened the bathroom door. He just came out and took two steps when he found that Qi Yunxiao had returned, sitting on the sofa in the living room, and there was a medicine box on the coffee table.

"President Qi?"

"Come here." Qi Yunxiao frowned when he saw that his wrist was wet.

Ji Wenchen raised his hand and casually rubbed his drenched hair, put a creamy yellow towel on his shoulders, and said hesitantly, "You want to give me medicine?"

Qi Yunxiao: "Yes."

Ji Wenchen bent down, looked straight into his eyes, and Qi Yunxiao looked at him.

A drop of water from the tip of the black hair landed on the tip of Ji Wenchen's nose. Ji Wenchen rubbed his nose, tilted his head and sneezed.

"Are you alright, Mr. Qi?" Ji Wenchen stood up straight, "Give me some medicine?"

Qi Yunxiao: "What's the problem?"

Ji Wenchen: "..."

The problem is big.

According to Qi Yunxiao's temperament and his relationship with his "rival in love", it's fine if he doesn't get killed, but he is inexplicably... very nice.

Facing Ji Wenchen's probing eyes, Qi Yunxiao's eyes wandered around his upper body, his eyes were very dim, Ji Wenchen didn't notice it.

Qi Yunxiao rolled his Adam's apple, and lightly parted his thin lips: "I don't know good from bad."

Ah... that's right, that's right, that's the energy, that's right.

Ji Wenchen felt relieved.