Chapter 34 034
The hot air exhaled by Su Yuanzhan sprayed on Zhouqi's earlobe. Zhouqi's ear tip moved sensitively, as if he could not bear it. At this moment, he had come back to his senses from the light kiss just now, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Su Yuanzhan away.
Su Yuanzhan was not paying attention for a moment, and was pushed by him, staggering, and his lower back hit the cooking table. Zhou Qi was usually very strong, and he gasped in pain.
Zhou Qi didn't expect to cause such a great trauma to Su Yuanzhan. The ambiguity just now disappeared, and he asked hesitantly: "Are you okay? I didn't hit you hard."
Su Yuanzhan lowered his head and thought, let's take it step by step, slowly. His waist didn't really hurt, but he still pretended to be in great pain and rubbed his lower back, occasionally groaning.
Zhou Qi quickly dropped the poor potato that was almost deformed in his hand, supported his arm and said, "Let's go to the living room. I'll help you take a look."
Su Yuanzhan followed his words and clung to Qiqiu as if he had no bones, as if he had been hit and crippled.
Zhou Qi knew he was in the wrong, so he moved awkwardly and helped him to the sofa in the living room.
Su Yuanzhan lay down on the sofa consciously, and Zhou Qi walked forward to lift up his shirt to check the wound. He was wearing a suit today, and habitually tucked his shirt into his trouser waist.
Zhou Qi carefully pulled the hem of his shirt out of his trousers and slowly pulled it up, revealing the wound right under his eyes.
Su Yuanzhan's face was pale to begin with, and his skin was even paler. The area of skin that was hit was slightly red, and it didn't look very serious. He lay restlessly on the sofa, twisting his neck to ask Zhou Qi: "How is it? I feel a little more pain than when I fought before."
Zhou Qi was so angry that he slapped him on the back and scolded him, "You big head hurts, it's just a red spot, who are you trying to fool?"
Uh, I was pretending too much. I forgot that Xiaoqi is also a martial artist. This little injury can't fool him. Su Yuanzhan lay quietly on the sofa, trying to get the last bit of welfare for himself: "Even if it's just one, it's still an injury. I need to apply some medicine and it will heal quickly."
Zhou Qi was speechless: "Where is the medicine?"
"There's a medicine box in the cabinet under the TV, and there's medicated oil in it."
Zhou Qi opened the medicine box as instructed, took out the medicine bottle, and roughly poured a pool of medicine oil on Su Yuanzhan's waist. The watery medicine oil slowly flowed down his sunken waist and wet his expensive haute couture shirt.
Su Yuanzhan waited for a long time but his beloved didn't rub his waist with love. When he turned his head, he saw that Zhou had already capped the medicine bottle and was ready to put it back.
He complained, "I applied medicated oil to you last time, and you're just treating me like this this time?" He looked like a local tyrant, and it was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of me.
Zhou Qi was still frightened by the two light kisses just now. She didn't want to let him massage her at all and just packed up her medicine box.
Su Yuanzhan jumped up from the sofa. His waist didn't hurt anymore. He jumped up nimbly and held Zhou Qi's hand to close the medicine box. He stared at him with deep eyes: "Brother, I have thought it through today. I must talk to you about it!" His voice was firm and unyielding.
Zhou Qi tried to pull his hand out, but he held it tightly and didn't move. After pulling it a few times without success, he said impatiently, "I'm starving. If you have anything to say, wait until you finish eating."
Su Yuanzhan knew that this was his excuse, but he still let go of his hand: "Okay, let's eat first."
Zhou Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ran into the kitchen to continue cooking. However, he felt a little irritated, and was so frustrated that he picked up the kitchen knife and chopped the meat shreds he had just cut. The shreds were no longer smooth and turned into meat cubes.
Su Yuanzhan heard the noise and came over shamelessly: "Xiaoqi, let me help you chop it."
Chop? Zhou Qi cast his eyes towards his knife, and then realized that the meat strips had been chopped into small pieces. He pushed Su Yuanzhan away angrily and said, "Go away, stop bothering me, I'll do it myself."
He shredded the potatoes, and cut the cucumbers and radishes into cubes. Zhou Qi's knife was as sharp as a god, as if the vegetables were the annoying Su Yuanzhan, and he chopped them into pieces with every cut.
He poured oil and heated the pan, and quickly fried sweet and sour potato shreds and mapo tofu. At the same time, noodles were cooking in the rice cooker, and when they were cooked, he took them out and rinsed them with cold water. He first fried a few eggs in the pan, cut them into golden yellow, and then put them on a white porcelain plate. Finally, he put the diced meat in the pan and stir-fried it. When it was cooked, he put the noodles in and rinsed them. Finally, he put the carrots and cucumbers in and mixed them together, so that they could retain their original bright color.
Su Yuanzhan leaned against the smooth tiled wall of the kitchen, his nose filled with the aroma of home-cooked dishes. Right in front of him was the person he had been thinking about, wearing an apron and busy preparing delicious meals for him. The light from the kitchen illuminated his smooth and plump forehead, making him unable to help but recall the soft touch of the kiss he had just received.
He really wanted to settle down. He wanted the person in front of him to wait for him to come back every night with a dim headlight on, and then he could hold him in his arms openly.
Su Yuanzhan's reputation in the circle is really pure and untainted, a well-known Tianshan snow lotus, and many noble ladies have lowered their status to pursue him but have returned in disappointment. In fact, he is not deliberately alienating, he just rejects those people's inexplicable feelings, and doesn't understand why they pursue him. They just met by chance and met a few times. Is this worth being moved? If so, then feelings are really too perfunctory.
Su Yuanzhan tried to ask a few friends what they saw as feelings. The answers were nothing more than money, appearance, and illusory feelings. He never believed in feelings. He preferred to believe in cold data, which was much more reliable than feelings.
However, when the real emotions and feelings fell upon him, Su Yuanzhan was like a person who was blinded by a leaf and lost his way. He was trapped in it and only knew how to catch the culprit who gave him all this.
But he was not without concerns. Su Yuanzhan's parents' marriage was a failed one. His father's reputation was completely different from his. His father had countless women outside, and his mother forgave him again and again. Since he could remember, he had seen at least five little stars come to his house pregnant. But what could he do? His mother kept giving in, and he was angry at her for not fighting, but it was useless. She was like a canary in a cage, losing the ability to spread her wings and fly.
When Su Yuanzhan was in his puberty, his parents were arguing the most fiercely. The family was in a gloomy mood, and he didn't even want to step into it. At the same time, a little girl from the lower grade started to pursue him crazily. The most exaggerated thing was that she even chased him to the men's bathroom. Su Yuanzhan couldn't stand it and asked her out to talk. The seemingly petite little girl actually tried to kiss him, but he was agile and there was no way she could touch him. But from then on, he clearly knew that he had no feelings for women. As for men, he had never tried it, and probably had no feelings, until he met Zhou Qi on that chaotic night.
Later, when Su Yuanzhan got older, his family began to urge him to get married, but he still had no one to settle down with. The old man at home began to pretend to be sick every few days to trick him into going back for blind dates. He gave up and simply said that he liked men, and his world became peaceful from then on. However, in all these years, he didn't even bring a man home, and the old man returned to his old ways, believing that he still had the ability to like women, and recently he has been introducing women to him frequently.
Zhouqi fried a lot of noodles, and considering the huge appetites of the two grown men, he took out two large round-bottomed soup bowls from the cabinet to hold the noodles. Even so, he still filled two large bowls with a few golden fried eggs on top, which was considered to be very delicious. Zhouqi himself looked at the appearance and expressed great satisfaction.
He held a bowl of noodles in one hand, walked past Su Yuanzhan and said, "What are you thinking about? Bring the dishes to the table and eat."
Su Yuanzhan came back to his senses and saw Zhou Qi's lively face in front of him. He smiled at him with relief and said, "I'll go right away."
Zhou Qi muttered, "Strange, is he stupid?" However, the hunger in his stomach prevented him from thinking too much, and he quickly moved to the restaurant to satisfy his stomach.
Su Yuanzhan followed him and brought the two freshly fried vegetarian dishes to the table, then sat down and started eating.
Although Qi Qi's cooking was not as good as the chef's, Su Yuanzhan could still taste the warmth in his food and kept praising his cooking for being delicious.
Everyone likes compliments, and Qiqiu is no exception. Moreover, Su Yuanzhan's praise was so genuine and unpretentious that he couldn't help but feel complacent and said, "I am my father's true disciple, how can I not taste good!"
Fortunately, Zhou Qi made a large portion, just enough for two people. After the meal, Su Yuanzhan was assigned to wash the dishes, but Zhou Qi refused to go. His reason was: I have already cooked, why should I wash the dishes?
Su Yuanzhan narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "Okay, it will be like this from now on."
Zhou Qi burped after eating, and his brain slowed down involuntarily. He didn't notice the trap in the words, and nodded in agreement foolishly, thinking that he had saved himself some trouble.
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