21. Chapter 21

Well, I've been thinking about it for a long time, a long, long time.

His voice was small, right in her ear, buzzing, heart-wrenching.

He thought about this day for a long, long time, how long, "Is there a long time for me?" She just thought he was talking about love, and after a moment of pause, she smiled and asked him again.

"Yes."

In fact, as before, she didn't want an exact reply to this sentence, it was just a conversation, but his tone was serious, and he said it as if it was true, he didn't know how long she had been thinking about it.

She didn't answer again, he rested on her shoulder, motionless, his arms around her waist, not relaxing at all. The sunset has sunk into the horizon, unconsciously night falls, there are no lights in the house, the city is dotted with countless light sources, such a high floor, the yellow-orange street lights still seep in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, both of them enjoy this quiet and serenity, no one can bear to break it.

And her uncompetitive stomach complained unexpectedly after all, she felt a little embarrassed, laughed to herself, Cheng Ziyi's palm stroked her stomach, "Hungry? ā€

Nodding heavily, "Super hungry." ā€

She only got up in the afternoon, and when she came together, there were a succession of people, and they were all difficult to deal with, and she forgot that neither of them had eaten a grain of rice since she got up.

Cheng Ziyi took her hand back to 801 and went straight to the kitchen, she followed behind him, watching him open the refrigerator, thinking that he had been away from home for a long time, the refrigerator must be empty, I never thought that the drinks and ingredients in it were all available, it looked like it was taken care of by someone, he turned his head and saw that she was stunned, "I asked someone to buy it back." ā€

Sure enough, he didn't look like a person who could prepare his own ingredients.

Seeing that he took the ingredients out, walked to the cooking table and untied the fresh-keeping bag and put it in the pool, Ning Siyin was stunned, "Do you want to give me a hand?" ā€

It is unimaginable that Young Master Cheng, who does not touch the spring water with his ten fingers, will do it.

Cheng Ziyi turned around, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, "It's you, give me a hand." ā€

This time, Ning Siyin felt that her brain circuits couldn't turn, and she gave him a hand, meaning, "You want to cook?" ā€

Cheng Ziyi shrugged his shoulders and looked at her eyes, as if to say, what's wrong?

Very wrong! Before she came over to cook for him, his kitchen was as clean as if it had just been renovated, and although the pots and pans were all ready, they were all brand new, and most of the kitchen utensils had not even been torn off the labels. How can the owner of such a kitchen cook?

"Will you?"

"What do you think?" He handed her a bag of green peppers, "Wash it." "The command is quite good.

She shouldn't be so surprised, the surprise he gave her, is it less, what is this, this is a good word, she should cover her mouth and laugh if she doesn't have a scare word.

However, I always feel that something is wrong?

She was still thinking about his wounds, "I'd better come, you can't pull the wounds." "Pull the corners of his clothes.

He turned his head and saw her frowning and worried, this injury was not much different to him than a cut finger, but it was a big deal for her, and he held her with one free hand, "Okay, I'll give you a hand." ā€

If she wasn't mistaken, the corners of his mouth seemed to have a little amply.

When chopping vegetables, he stood next to him and watched intently, Ning Siyin glanced at him from time to time, and felt that he was just in a daze, because his eyes, as usual, were empty and had no focus.

"You should laugh more, I think you must look good when you laugh." She finally mentioned yƬ seriously.

After speaking, she looked up at him, he didn't give face, he looked at her expressionlessly, very innocent, and his eyes seemed to say: I don't have this skill, it's as simple as that.

Instead, she snorted and laughed.

She is used to cooking alone, the order of cooking is arranged, and it is done in an orderly manner, so someone said that she was doing it, but in fact, she was standing next to her and handed over salt and oil, and she didn't even let him interfere in washing vegetables. Afraid that he would stand for a long time and the wound would hurt, and the brisket would be in the middle of the stewed brisket, she pushed him to the living room and sat down, warning: "Sit here obediently and wait for me, don't walk around!" ā€

The stewed beef brisket needs cinnamon, she remembered that she bought it before and put it in the drawer, but she couldn't find it, she wanted to ask him, and she was about to call him, but the words stopped again, called Cheng Ziyi? His name is very rusty, a long time ago she called Mr. Landlord was called smoothly, but now she doesn't know how to call him, she found that this is the second time she has struggled with this problem, he is next to her she can also omit the title, this air shout will be strange without a title.

Still ran out to ask him, Cheng Ziyi looked at the handheld computer leisurely, without raising his head, "The top of the cabinet." ā€

"Oh yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man on the sofa remembered the height of the cabinet and walked towards the kitchen.

Ning Siyin was padding his feet to reach the top.

Do you have to book such a tall cupboard when you grow so tall, didn't you think there would be a short man to cook for him!

Stepping on her feet, her toes hurt, and she was about to get ready, a tall figure appeared behind her, almost obscuring all the light, her shoulders were pressed down, her feet landed steadily, and someone stood behind her, one arm holding her shoulder, one hand passed over her, reached out and reached the handle of the cupboard, pulled it away, took a bag of cinnamon, and handed it to her.

The whole process lasted only a minute, his body was close to hers, and the temperature of his palm came from his waist, warm and warm. Her whole body was wrapped in the shadow of his body, and if she leaned back at this time, it would be close to his strong chest, and her heart throbbed inexplicably, perhaps this was called a sense of security.

She didn't answer it for a long time, Cheng Ziyi shook the bag in her hand, making a squeaky sound, she came back to her senses, took it, looked up and met his deep eyes, she held the bag of neglected cinnamon, and asked him: "How should I call you good?" ā€

Cheng Ziyi tilted her head, not quite understanding the girl's brain circuit.

"Cheng Ziyi, how do I call you?"

Do you know? I should have a special name, I'm your girlfriend.

He pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, and when she thought that the topic was about to end without a problem, his thin lips opened slightly, "Victor."

"Huh?" The arc is long.

"Call me Victor."

Cinnamon fell to the ground.

Victor – the winner. Winner.

Whatever the meaning of the name, she was more than just a name to Ning Siyin.

After returning from spring break in Cancun, her enthusiastic companion told the scene and there were a few blurry photos of the person who risked the big wave to save her on the campus BBS. Coincidentally, at that time, just in time for the mountain bike association to recruit new people, the head of the association and the members of the association were watching the BBS refresh every day, and they happened to see this post of their "human flesh", and some people suspected that this person was their previous presidents.

The next building is a little crooked, and they are all discussing the legendary achievements of this president.

This person is not only good at mountain biking, surfing, parachuting, diving, parkouring, climbing, only unexpected, there is nothing he dare not play, and he is also a good player.

An enduring mythical figure in the School of Computer Science, he is a core member of the well-known hacker group weenteam outside the university, and has led the team to win the championship in the world's top hacker competition, Pwn2Own.

But at the same time, this person is very difficult to get along with, only teammates, almost no close friends, alone, when asked about the photo, the association staff replied: The computer and mobile phone with his photo, none of them can escape the fate of being hacked, and you are so black that you are ignorant.

This post was once popular on the homepage of BBS, but then disappeared inexplicably, and Ning Siyin thought that no one paid more attention to that post than her, and she remembered every word very clearly.

Most importantly.

- His name is Victor.

She once had an intuition that he was the one who saved her in Cancun, and she had always affirmed this idea in her heart, but there was still a difference between hearing it with her own ears, she felt that the blood in her whole body was boiling, her hands and feet had no strength, her breathing was stagnant, her heart was beating disobediently, and she was jumping suddenly.

Cheng Ziyi looked at the packaging bag that suddenly fell to the ground, and was about to pick it up, when she lowered her head, she noticed that her face changed, and she looked at him blankly, she would not hide it, at this time, the feelings revealed in her eyes were complicated and indescribable, there were surprises, touches, and seemed to be sad and angry.

Suddenly, this soft and glutinous little thing threw himself into his arms, her sudden enthusiasm made him a little puzzled, and he slammed into it like this, the wound was torn, and he could already feel the blood oozing out, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to hug her back.

"Last spring break, you were in Cancun, right, you were right, you saved me, right, I know it's you, you don't want to deny it, you've already seen me, right, why don't you recognize me......" The voice weakened, all of which disappeared in his chest.

A series of questions ran out, and Cheng Ziyi was also stunned, and his arms stiffened.

She recognized him by a name.

Silent.

In the kitchen, except for the gurgling and tumbling sound of the beef brisket soup, she muttered quietly, like a complaint, which is probably like this. Cheng Ziyi's hand caressed her back, smoothed her breath one by one, didn't say anything, and waited quietly for her to calm down.

"The beef is getting old." A whispered reminder.

She was excited, but he was faint, as if nothing happened, she was inexplicably a little unhappy, sullenly withdrew from his arms, picked up the packaging bag on the ground, and walked to the cooking table, without looking at him again.

The hero saves the beauty and likes the hero, only to find out later that the hero is his savior, what a dreamy bridge, so in his place, there is no feeling at all?

Come after me, hug me and I'll forgive you.

Tearing open the bag and putting it into the soup one by one, his ears listened carefully to the sound behind him, but he never came closer, and the footsteps went to the living room

Spit out gently, Brother Cheng who doesn't have romantic cells, I put up with it!

Cook the dishes and take the good meal, she called him, "Cheng Ziyi!" ā€

Hmph, what a winner, don't call. It's so arrogant, it's good to call it a daimyo.

There was no response, she turned her head to look, but she didn't see anyone in the living room, found the room, and as soon as she opened the door, she was stunned.

There were no headlights in the room, the dim bedside lamp looked a little deserted, Cheng Ziyi sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her, the clothes on his upper body had been taken off, revealing his muscular back, if it was put down, she would definitely swallow her saliva secretly.

But at this time, Cheng Ziyi was lowering his head and applying medicine to the wound in his abdomen, and the pain was almost inaudible. Beside him, there was the gauze that had just been untied, and the crimson blood stains made Ning Siyin's heart twitch.

His action of applying the medicine looked very neat, applied the medicine, picked up the gauze roll, skillfully brought it behind him, wrapped it around his waist a few times, and then wrapped it around his shoulders to reinforce, and was about to tie a knot, his hand was covered by her slender fingers, she took it seriously and tied a beautiful bow, "Do you look beautiful?" ā€

She was smiling, but there was some sparkle in her eyes.

Cheng Ziyi rubbed her head, "Lai Waibao." ā€

The gentle voice almost drowned her, "I hit it right" full of self-blame, and her eyelashes were already a little moist.

Cheng Ziyi grabbed her hand, pulled her up, and let her sit on his lap, just holding it in his arms, "Then you have to be responsible." ā€

As he spoke, he already buckled her chin, and her thin lips fell, pressing heavily on her lips, tossing and grinding.

Behind her was his light. Naked body, Ning Siyin blushed in the hot kiss.