Chunchun had been biting a ball and wandering around the room, curious about the "little thing" that the owner was holding, and it kept tugging at Zhongli's feet to get the right to visit. However, the stench came suddenly, and it permeated in an instant, so frightened that it hid to the side for a moment, lying on the foot of the table, looking at Zhongli in panic.

Zhongli's eyes seemed to be filled with tears, he took off his pants, opened the diaper, and saw a tragic scene.

Zhongli's body stiffened, held back his nausea and threw the diaper into the trash, took the towel wet with hot water handed over by Jian Zhichun, and began to deal with the scene. But he sucked the bottle, rolled his big eyes, and let the other party do it, looking at it without a little recognition.

Jian Zhichun stood outside the safety range, handed over new pants and diapers, and commanded: "You speed up, it's winter now, he will catch a cold if you do this." ”

Zhongli held his breath, moved a little neatly, and put on his pants in less than half a minute. After such a set, he felt unbearable, no matter how much throbbing he had, it was dissipated, and taking care of children was really not a job that ordinary people could do.

He had to raise the white flag and said pitifully: "Jian Zhichun, you can hold it for a while, my waist is about to break, and I can't stand up." ”

Jian Zhichun let out a "hey", glanced at it, and showed a look of understanding. She reached out to hug her, but as soon as she changed positions, she started crying.

"But I seem to like to be held by you. ”

Zhongli had just gotten rid of the shackles and felt extremely relaxed, the omnipotent self was back, and in the blink of an eye, his eyebrows drooped, "You hold it for a while, I'm really too tired." ”

"Zhongli. Jian Zhichun shouted in a low voice.

Zhongli said helplessly: "Ten minutes." ”

After about three seconds, Jian Zhichun asked again, "Is it ten minutes up?" ”

Zhongli didn't want to answer again, so he directly stretched out his hand and held it firmly in his arms. Looking at the one who smiled again, Zhongli's mood improved slightly, and he said, "How can you rest assured that you can hold him for me, at least, I am still a patient now." ”

Although he didn't want to laugh at himself, at least he was a sick person in the cold and headache of winter.

"Why don't you worry?"

Strong on the surface, cold and inwardly a sensitive second goods, Zhongli had to admit that he was slightly moved by Jian Zhichun's unconditional trust.

"I can beat you down first. Jian Zhichun chuckled.

Zhongli's face turned dark, with a straight face, only to feel that the warmth at that moment was all nothing, and asked Jian Zhichun to take those ingredients to the kitchen to deal with them. The ingredients he bought, including fish, shrimp and beef, were clearly intended to be a big meal. It's just that Zhongli can't make a move, so he can only let Jian Zhichun do it, and in this regard, he finally has a reason to dislike the other party.

Knife work, sauce handling, etc., all of them were criticized by him as useless.

Jian Zhichun was still in Zhongli's hands, so it was not good to deter by force, so he could only endure it. She also cooks herself, but only at a so-so level, and only found out the difficulty after a good meal of "guidance", and it took almost an hour to get everything right. After the ingredients were prepared, Jian Zhichun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw Zhongli's eager eyes, "Okay, you can start cooking." ”

The difficulties we have just experienced turned out to be only the tip of the iceberg.

There was oil smoke in the kitchen, and Zhongli stood at the door, bringing himself a stool, holding it but counting his fingers.

Ten fingers back and forth, from the simple coaxing of the child to himself are also in a trance, the thumb and index finger of his left hand are tightly grasped by a small hand, the milky white fleshy hand can make little force, the same as the little ant crawling on his hand.

However, this little bit of strength exerted a little strength, and I wanted to lift my fingers, but of course I couldn't lift this little strength. Zhongli gently raised his hand and fell gently, bringing up his little fleshy hand, "Can't lift it!Ah, lift it! Can't lift it again......"

back and forth, but his eyes narrowed into a slit with laughter. A few minutes later, in such a boring but attention-grabbing little game, he closed his eyelids and let out a small snoring sound.

Zhongli didn't dare to make a big move, and when he let out a sound, he could only try to command Jian Zhichun in a low voice, which also made him a little less happy. Rao is like this, it took another hour to cook this big meal, the appearance is so-so, Jian Zhichun was waiting for the red wine and beef to collect the juice, she took chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of beef brisket to Zhongli's mouth.

Jian Zhichun's eyes lit up, waiting for an evaluation.

Zhongli was seen to have his heart beat faster, his neck tilted, and he ate the brisket.

This beef brisket tastes fragrant and tender, and it does have some skills, and the other party has been looking at him, he has already brewed hundreds of words of praise in his heart, but when the words came to his mouth, there were only a few words left, he pretended to have an aftertaste, and then said lightly: "So-so, it's much worse than mine." ”

He regretted it a little, but he felt as if he had comprehended a little bit of Lu Weiwei's experience, he just didn't have a good grasp of it, he praised the other party, and it seemed clear.

Jian Zhichun smiled slightly, and then closed the kitchen door, eliminating the possibility of Zhongli commanding beside him.

What a nasty person!

While the meal was arranged, Zhongli carefully placed it on the sofa and surrounded it with blankets and pillows to prevent him from moving and falling off the sofa. Everything was ready, and Zhongli was at the table.

Jian Zhichun's attitude was a little cold, and Zhongli felt that the other party was a little unhappy, but why......?

He suddenly thought of the key to the problem, tasted the shrimp balls unconfidently, was stunned, and said: "This shrimp balls are very good, the tea is fragrant but not bitter, and it is still very tender." ”

Jian Zhichun did not react.

Zhongli sandwiched another chopsticks of fish and meat, and exaggerated: "Have you ever worked part-time in the back kitchen of a hotel before, this level is really extraordinary." ”

Jian Zhichun lowered his eyes and looked at those dishes, coughed, and thought weakly about the miserable experience of wanting to go to the hotel kitchen to work part-time that time.

However, she obviously received Zhongli's plea for mercy, and was quite satisfied, and she thought that the other party was taking care of her, but she really worked hard in this matter, so she didn't taunt the other party anymore. The sword-like battlefield atmosphere just now dissipated, Zhongli's face was a little better, and he felt that Lu Weiwei's experience was not suitable for him, or not for Jian Zhichun.

Jian Zhichun is not Xie Zhizhen, he can't help but "leave", so he has to praise!

Zhongli, who felt that his actual combat experience had risen a little more, sighed, why could he be so powerful and so smart.

His expression at the moment is a little similar to Lu Weiwei during the day, and he feels that he is better than the blue, no wonder he can become Mr. Zhong, can't it be reflected from these details in life?

But after sleeping for half an hour, Zhongli just lay down on the sofa, and happened to see the little doll's head shaking, and after a while, he suddenly turned towards himself. The smugness just now disappeared in an instant, and he looked at it resignedly, but he blinked his eyes and asked for a hug.

Zhongli was a little distressed, and couldn't help asking: "What is the name of Jiang Wande's scumbag ex-boyfriend, how can he do it without children." ”

Jian Zhichun was holding a pot of cut fruit, and heard Zhongli's question, "I didn't ask, the next time I see Jiang Wan, I'll help you ask." ”

Jian Zhichun said again: "You seem to like children a lot." ”

Zhongli hurriedly retorted, "I don't like children, children are very annoying. I just pity him, yes, sympathy. You know, I go to various charity galas every year. ”

Jian Zhichun nodded, "Yes, you don't like cats, and you don't like children." So you don't like anything, what do you really like?"

Zhongli was hot-headed for a moment, and a word popped out, "You." ”

He reacted, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being crazy, "You...... Living by the sea, it's so wide!"

Jian Zhichun is now familiar with Zhongli's embarrassed expression, and he doesn't care, where does this extremely twisted president look like when he first saw him, he thought he was a rich tyrant in the middle two, but now he found out that although he was rich, he was always soft in his heart. There are thorns on his body, and he doesn't like the character, but as soon as a gust of wind blows, he stretches out his tentacles and turns into a butterfly.

Thinking about it carefully, she brought cats and children here, it was a little difficult for a strong man, Jian Zhichun couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but this guilt was too light, and it would soon be gone, and besides, didn't she also let Zhong take a little out of her heart?

The two of them surrounded but looked like a family, very warm, and Chunchun, who should have been in that position, couldn't lie on the sofa he liked. Because it is there, it is forbidden to move around the sofa, and can only nest in the corner. It felt a little sad at the moment, meowed a few times, extremely lonely, and even the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, so he had been playing with the ball in the corner, and suddenly the ball deviated from the direction, and it jumped, "click", and a ceramic vase fell.

Chunchun was stunned for a moment, as if comforting himself, he had grown up, he didn't need the empty and indefinite love of his masters, and he could live happily with a cat of his own, so he quickly hid back in the room and was not ready to come out.

Jian Zhichun glanced at the vase, remembering that when she first came here, Zhong Li introduced it, and it was a master work brought from Jingdezhen, the key is that it is very expensive! She knew that Chunchun had made a mistake and hid, but she still deliberately shouted it out. Chunchun walked out pitifully, which made people feel sorry.

Zhongli glanced at the vase, as well as Chunchun with his head shrunken, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, anyway, I have money, just buy another one." "This is a masterpiece that money can't necessarily buy!

At half past nine, Jiang Wan ended his part-time job, sent a message to Jian Zhichun, thanked him, and then came over to pick him up.

Jian Zhichun replied to the message, and then pushed Zhongli on the shoulder, "How about going out for a ride?"

Zhongli was stunned, "Okay...... Yes. "It's cold out there.

Jian Zhichun drove, carrying Zhongli and Dan, and did not take the most suitable road to enjoy the scenery, but drove directly to a certain destination. Soon, they arrived in front of Jiang Wan's apartment, but Zhongli handed it over to Jian Zhichun and said coldly: "It's too cold outside, so I won't go." ”

Zhongli leaned against the window, watching Jian Zhichun hugging but walking to Jiang Wan, but he was still a little curious, wanting to find that uncle. Jiang Wan thanked him seriously, "Thank you, it must be uncomfortable at night, but it's not so easy to bring." ”

Obviously, Jiang Wan thought that it was Jian Zhichun who took care of it, and he must have put a lot of thought into it, and he couldn't think of it at all, it turned out to be Zhongli, who saw that he had shaken his mind that day, and had been taking care of him.

After sending him home, Jian Zhichun told Jiang Wan again. Jiang Wan was silent, and then took a paper bag in her hand to Jian Zhichun, which she bought in a cake shop when she came back, and it was also a little bit of her heart. Jian Zhichun did not refuse, and returned to the car with this dessert.

Zhongli was bored playing with his phone, not knowing who he was messaging with, and he seemed serious.

She glanced at it, but because of the privacy film, she couldn't see anything, she didn't ask, told Zhongli to put the dessert down, and started the car and drove out from the front of the road. Zhongli thought he was going home now, but after driving a little way, he realized that something was wrong. The trees on both sides are shady and quiet.

Jian Zhichun parked the car, went down, and opened Zhongli's door by the way, "Come down, blow the wind." ”

When it comes to going for a ride, there is no ambiguity at all, Jian Zhichun has always been a serious person. The cold wind blew on Zhongli's face, and those physical protections were of little use at all, since it was all like this, he could only get out of the car. This was Zhongli's first time here, and it was as if there were only heaven and earth, the moon, and the green trees, and the two of them.

It's a weird atmosphere, what do you have to do to be here, is it going to be a confession? He began to regret that he had appeared in the thickest and warmest dress, and now he was like a doll, not as handsome as usual.

He and Jian Zhichun stood side by side at the side of the car, directly behind the trees, in the wide farmland. The moonlight gilded them with a faint halo, and although the clothes were wrong, the view was barely okay. Will Jian Zhichun want to say that famous sentence - the moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

So does he have to respond to the situation, such as replying to the previous sentence - the wind is also gentle, and you are also beautiful?

His right hand clenched unconsciously, and a little bruised tendon appeared, he was worried that he would stutter at that time, so he had been silently thinking in his heart, wanting to rehearse in advance, but every time this rehearsal was repeated, he became more nervous.

Zhongli's fair and clean face, I don't know when, was already red, and an indescribable feeling enveloped him. Jian Zhichun suddenly turned his head and carefully studied Zhongli's face. She came closer, and closer, so close that the breathing of the two could be heard by each other.

Zhongli's heartbeat reached its peak with his emotions.

"What are you nervous about and expecting right now?" Jian Zhichun asked softly.