"What are you doing?"

Ji Luobai gently knocked on Jiang Zhiyu's head with his fingers, Jiang Zhiyu reached out to cover his forehead, and smiled a little coquettishly.

"Nothing, aren't you a little tired?"

Looking at Jiang Zhiyu's ghostly expression, Ji Luobo nodded face-saving, he still didn't understand how Jiang Zhiyu's brain circuit could be so fast.

"I'm a little tired, let's go home."

I don't know why, Jiang Zhiyu suddenly became coquettish and handed the bag that had just been packed in his hand to Ji Luobo.

Ji Luobo took the bag by chance, he saw that Jiang Zhiyu's mood was wrong, but he was willing to indulge her.

Then the two drove home, Ji Luobo put the clothes Jiang Zhiyu bought into the cloakroom, and when he turned his head, he saw that Jiang Zhiyu followed behind him like a little rabbit, following in unison.

"Why are you so clingy today?" Ji Luobo raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work today! I'm going to get you some hot water to soak your feet! Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were crooked, and he turned his head and ran directly to the bathroom regardless of Ji Luobai's blocking movements.

"I don't know, in her little brain, she thinks about something every day."

Ji Luobo shook his head amusedly, then glanced at his mobile phone, and turned off his mobile phone directly, he wanted to have a good rest today, and he didn't want others to disturb the two.

Jiang Zhiyu moved the footbath to the sofa with some difficulty, and then waved his hand at Ji Luobo, motioning for the other party to sit on the sofa.

"Are you here for real?" Ji Luobo's lips pursed, he didn't really want Jiang Zhiyu to do this kind of thing, he felt sorry for the other party.

But when he bumped into Jiang Zhiyu head-on, like bright and crystal eyes full of stars, Ji Luobai's heart suddenly relaxed, what was he thinking, Jiang Zhiyu felt sorry for himself, why should he think about it.

Ji Luobo laughed, really, it was to get married and lose all his original brains.

"Is the water temperature right?" Jiang Zhiyu stared at Ji Luobo's feet in Qingshui seriously, and after a while, he raised his head and asked.

Although the temperature under his feet was a little hot, Ji Luobo still nodded.

"The temperature is just right, I didn't expect you to have this craft."

Jiang Zhiyu poured hot water on Ji Luobai's ankle, and said while playing: "My younger brother is young, and my father is tired when they come back from work, so I will bring them hot water to wash their feet." ”

Jiang Zhiyu's tone was relaxed, as if he had been wronged in the past, as well as tiredness, it was not worth mentioning.

But Ji Luobo's brows couldn't help frowning, he lowered his body, grabbed Jiang Zhiyu's hand in the water with his hand, and said softly: "You don't have to do this kind of thing in the future." ”

Jiang Zhiyu paused, tilted his head slightly, the tip of his nose was sour, and tried to hide his teary eyes.

But in the next second, Ji Luobo directly fixed his chin with his index finger and thumb, and in an extremely domineering way, he pulled Jiang Zhiyu's face back.

Ji Luobo's eyes looked at Jiang Zhiyu seriously, and his tone was unprecedentedly firm.

"I, Ji Luobo, say the same, you are my wife, you don't need to do this kind of thing in the future, and it is the same now."

Saying that, Ji Luobo didn't care about the water droplets on his feet, stood up directly, picked up Jiang Zhiyu, and put him on the sofa.

"Ahh Jiang Zhiyu didn't have time to move, so he could only subconsciously hook Ji Luobo's neck, his eyes were red, like a rabbit that had been bullied.

"I'm here to wash your feet today." Straightening Jiang Zhiyu, Ji Luobo took off the slippers on her legs, revealing her fair and round little feet.

"No, it's not good!" Seeing Ji Luobo's movements, Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him, but was restrained by Ji Luobo.

"Why can't it? You washed my feet just now, are you disgusted that my foot washing water is dirty? ”

Ji Luobo didn't look at Jiang Zhiyu, and directly put Jiang Zhiyu's slippers aside, and then put her legs into the footbasin.

The foot washing water, which was originally a little hot, had become warm during the time of the dispute between the two, and it was just right to soak the feet.

Feeling the temperature coming from the soles of his feet, and the strength of Ji Luobai's powerful hands on his ankles, Jiang Zhiyu only felt an itch, which spread directly from the soles of his feet to his face.

If Ji Luobo raised his head at this time, he would see Jiang Zhiyu's face flushed, which looked very delicious.

In the dim light, the atmosphere between the two was very ambiguous, but with a hint of extra warmth.

When Jiang Zhiyu woke up again, he found that it was already bright outside.

"Huh? Why am I in bed? Jiang Zhiyu rubbed his somewhat messy hair in confusion, dragged his slippers, and walked to the door, only to find that Ji Luobo's figure had long since disappeared.

Walking to the dining table, Jiang Zhiyu found that breakfast had been thoughtfully packed in an insulated box, and a post-it note was pasted on it.

Ji Luobo: "I will go to the company first if I have something to do today, and I will not pick you up at night, you should be careful, it is best to take a taxi home, remember to send me the license plate number." ”

Seeing the breakfast prepared by Ji Luobo and the note, Jiang Zhiyu smiled happily and turned his head to wash.

Jiang Zhiyu came to the company with a spring breeze on his face, Wei Yan saw Jiang Zhiyu's appearance, and couldn't help asking, "What kind of happy event did you encounter today?" So happy. ”

The corners of Jiang Zhiyu's mouth couldn't help but hook, leaned into Wei Yan's ear, and said softly: "There is something good happening today." ”

Wei Yan glanced at Jiang Zhiyu resentfully, and complained: "Aren't you just nonsense literature, what you say is the same as what you didn't say." ”

Jiang Zhiyu looked at Wei Yan with a smile, but she didn't make a sound, Wei Yan finally compromised, glanced at Jiang Zhiyu with disgust, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't give me the handle to catch you, otherwise I will ......"

Saying that, Wei Yan made a gesture to pinch Jiang Zhiyu.

Jiang Zhiyu turned his head, grimaced at Wei Yan, and then began to busy his work.

On the other side, Ji Luobo sat on the chair of the president's office with an indifferent face, and Gu Yan sat on the sofa next to him, playing with his Swiss knife intentionally or unintentionally.

"There's news from my people, what's the matter, come with me to see it later?"

Gu Yan put away the knife neatly, and looked at Ji Luobo with a teasing gaze, but found that the other party nodded unchanged.

"Are you really going to deal with it yourself?" Gu Yan couldn't help but stand up and took a few steps towards Ji Luobo's side, his tone surprised.

He always thought that Ji Luobo and Jiang Zhiyu got married, it was just an expedient measure, and some performances were just to pretend to be shown to others, but he didn't expect that Ji Luobo really wanted to stand out for Jiang Zhiyu and do this.

"Just do your thing." Ji Luobai glanced at Gu Yan coldly, and the other party made a mouth zipper movement, indicating that he shut up.