Xiaoda was preparing dinner at home, and suddenly the phone rang: "Give me the location of your home!" A WeChat account is a mobile phone number. ”

"Brother Jun? Why do you want my home to be located? Picked up the phone, heard the other party say this, and looked at the phone again, confirming that it was Zhang Jun calling.

But the other party has already hung up the phone. Although it is very inexplicable, considering that the other party is the assistant to the president of ST, Xiaoda still obediently added WeChat and sent the location over.

Twenty minutes later, the phone rang again: "Door number? ”

"11-2" Xiaoda answered the question without thinking about it.

Knock knock knock......

Xiaoda opened the door: "Brother, why are you here?" ”

"There's nothing to do, watch you for your sister."

"Huh?" Xiaoda was puzzled.

Zhang Jun didn't plan to take Xiaoda over at all, and looked at the dishes on the table: "It's very fragrant, haven't you eaten it yet?" ”

"Well, wait for my sister."

"Add me one, I haven't eaten it yet."

"Of course you can, you sit brother first, it's a little cold, I'll go hot." Xiaoda went to the kitchen with the dishes.

Zhang Jun brought the rest over.

Xiao Da turned on the fire and poured the dish down, and oil splashed in the pot. I wanted to take the apron, but with a shovel in my hand and oil splashing in the pot, I said to Zhang Jun who was standing next to me: "Brother, you help me take off the apron." ”

"Okay, where?"

"Behind the door."

"Give!"

Xiaoda flipped through the dishes and wanted to tie it himself, but Zhang Jun saw that it was not convenient for him, so he said, "I'll help you!" ”

"Okay, thank you."

After Xiaoda finished speaking, he raised his arms and waited for Zhang Jun to help him tie his apron. Worried about the oil splashing on his clothes, Xiaoda took a step back, and his body was leaning forward at the moment.

Zhang Jun hung the apron around Xiao Da's neck, and the straps of the apron hung on both sides of Xiao Da's waist. Xiao Da was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, Zhang Jun's chest was already close to Xiao Da's back, and even he didn't know that his earlobes were already red.

After quickly fastening the belt, Zhang Jun left the kitchen: "That, I'll wait outside." ”

After a while, Xiaoda came out with the dishes: "My sister hasn't come back yet, brother, let's eat first." ”

"Boy, you're a good cook." Zhang Jun took a bite of the dish and exclaimed.

"My hobbies are dancing and cooking. Brother, you eat more. ”

After eating, Xiaoda cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Zhang Jun also stood up to help, but hit the bowl in Xiaoda's hand, and the vegetable soup fell on Zhang Jun's shirt......

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xiaoda put down the bowl and hurriedly drew the paper for Zhang Jun to wipe.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself, you're busy."

"Brother, if you don't dislike it, you can wear mine." Xiaoda was very guilty.

"Okay, then you're welcome." Zhang Jun saw that his shirt was already half wet, and agreed.

"Brother, that's my room, you open the closet to see which one you can wear."

"Okay, I got it."

When I came to Xiaoda's room, I pushed the door and entered, and a fresh smell came to my face. It's not the smell of air fresheners, it's a natural, fresh taste. The windows of his room are bright and clean, there is no trace of clutter, it is clean, Zhang Jun can't believe that this is the room where the boy lives. With a light blue accent, his bed is not big, but it is very delicate. The quilt on the bed was neatly laid out, and the two pillows were side by side at the head of the bed.

There is a photo on the desk directly opposite the bed, the four people should be Xiaoda's family, Zhang Jun picked up the photo and looked at Xiaoda inside, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Brother, have you changed it?" Xiao Da's voice came.

"Oh, right away." Zhang Jun hurriedly put down the photo and walked to the closet, took off his shirt and threw it on the bed. Pull open the closet: "Good guy, it's all hip-hop." ”

At this moment, Xiaoda came in, and Zhang Jun was shirtless: his tall posture, strong physique, especially the blocky pectoral muscles and obvious eight-pack abs, were unobstructed: "Brother, are you still okay?" The sound of these words of Xiaoda is smaller than smaller.

Then he quickly turned around: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry brother." ”

"What's there to be sorry for, we're all men and look at what. Turn it around! Find me one. Zhang Jun felt that it was nothing, but he was a little happy.

Xiaoda came to the wardrobe and took a slightly larger T-shirt and handed it to Zhang Jun. "This one should do."

Zhang Jun took the clothes and put them on, pointed to the shirt on the bed and said, "You washed this one for me!" ”

Then he turned around and walked out......