Acting Like a Cannon Fodder is the Best Life

Yan Yan sat on the sofa in an orderly manner without making a sound. Ji Juechuan was not used to having other people in the study room at first, but he soon ignored his existence and immersed himself in his work.

In the study room, only the rustling sound of the pen rubbing against the paper was heard. The two sat at the two ends of the study room, and the scene was harmonious for a while.

Yan Yan looked around. There were two walls in the study room filled with books. Opposite him was a window with a view of the backyard.

The decoration of the study room is as simple as that of the bedroom, and some design details can reveal the style of the owner.

After looking around the study, he turned his attention to Ji Juechuan who was sitting behind the desk.

The man looked down at the document. From this angle, he could only see his tall nose bridge and slightly wrinkled eyebrows. He was holding a pen in his big bony hand, writing something on the paper from time to time.

After starting work, the man's attitude was very serious, and he kept looking down at the documents on the table, as if he was nothing.

Yan Yan looked away boredly, stared at his fingers, and felt that he should do something.

It is rare to have the opportunity to rely on Ji Juechuan's side, and it would be a waste of opportunity to do nothing.

After thinking for a while, he lightly got off the sofa, opened the door and walked out.

Originally half of Ji Juechuan's attention was on Yan Yan, and he noticed his movements immediately. He looked up, and the slender figure tiptoed and disappeared at the door, which was gently closed.

There was nothing new in the study, he knew that Yan Yan would feel bored and would leave soon, so Yan Yan's actions were within his expectations.

But when he saw that the person had really left, he didn't feel relieved.

He frowned, didn't think any more, and quickly withdrew his attention.

Over there, Yan Yan walked down the stairs, walked to the dining room, and stood in front of the refrigerator, hesitating for a while.

He remembered that Ji Juechuan said that he could use things at will, so he should be able to open the refrigerator, right?

After thinking for a while, he opened the refrigerator and looked inside.

There is not much in the refrigerator, only a few bottles of mineral water and some fresh fruits, it looks empty.

He glanced at the empty cabinets in the refrigerator. If Ji Juechuan can't use them, it should be fine for him to buy some milk and snacks to put in them, right?

But he probably won't stay here for too long, so don't buy too much, or he will move out before he can finish eating.

While deliberating in his heart, Yan Yan took out a few fruits from the refrigerator, put them on a plate, took them to the kitchen and washed them carefully, put them on a plate and served them up.

The door was pushed open again, Ji Juechuan looked up and saw Yan Yan came back with a plate of fruit in his hand.

He was a little startled, didn't Yan Yan feel bored and left, why did he come back after only going out for a while.

His eyes fell on the plate of fruit again.

Presumably, the young master didn't know how to peel and cut fruits. The fruits in the plate were intact, neither peeled nor cut into pieces, and there were crystal drops of water on the peels.

Yan Yan brought the fruit to his desk like offering a treasure, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Do you want to eat fruit?"

Originally, he wanted to say that he couldn't eat in his study room, but he didn't say it when he got to his lips. Ji Juechuan pursed his lips, didn't speak at all, and continued to read the documents in his hand.

Without his response, the young master was quiet for a while. If he hadn't seen the white piece standing still beside him from the corner of his eye, Ji Juechuan would have thought he had left.

There was silence in the air for a long time, just when he withdrew his mind and wanted to concentrate on reading the document, something suddenly reached out to his mouth, he glanced at it, it was an unpeeled red apple.

Ji Juechuan's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at the other fruits on the plate.

Fortunately, the young master didn't take a dragon fruit to his lips.

So Yan Yan just went out suddenly to wash the fruit for him?

He frowned again, unable to figure out what Yan Yan wanted to do, could it be that he was trying to please him for his money?

He is not such a stingy person, since they have already made a marriage contract, if they want money, just tell him no?

Ji Juechuan was still thinking about things in a complicated way, and Yan Yan raised his hands sorely. He stared at Ji Juechuan's side face and asked in a low voice, "Don't you like apples?"

He moved his eyes to the fruit plate again, hesitating whether to change the fruit, and suddenly felt that the apple in his hand was bitten.

He froze for a moment, and quickly raised his hand a little higher, almost trying to stick the apple on Ji Juechuan's mouth.

Glancing at the slender and fair wrist in front of him, Ji Juechuan didn't speak, and took another bite under Yan Yan's expectant gaze.

Juice flowed down the powdered fingertips and onto the soft palm, a little sticky and slightly itchy.

After eating the apples, Ji Juechuan's eyelids twitched when he saw the young master's white thin hand going to pick up the uncut dragon fruit, and pressed that hand.

"No."

Yan Yan smiled at him, and withdrew his hand: "Then call me when you want to eat."

The well-behaved appearance is really a bit confusing.

After speaking, he hurried out of the study, as if to wash his hands.

Yan Yan went to the bathroom, carefully washed off the juice on his hands, rubbed them with hand sanitizer again, and dried his hands before going back.

Seeing that Ji Juechuan was still dealing with work, he sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone for a while, and became sleepy while playing.

He is also really a little tired. He has been preparing for the move all day today, and he has been shopping for a long time in the afternoon. Now sitting on the soft and comfortable sofa, he feels tired all at once.

When Ji Juechuan finished his work and looked up, he saw the young master falling asleep on the sofa with his head tilted.

There was still a faint sweet smell of apple juice in the air. He never thought that there would be a day when he would allow others to bring food into the study, and the person who ate it would still be himself.

He pursed his lips, took the fruit plate on the desk downstairs, walked back to the study and pushed the person who was sleeping soundly on the sofa: "Don't sleep here."

Yan Yan was pushed a few times by him, and fell on the sofa, sleeping even more soundly.

Ji Juechuan withdrew his hands, put his hands in his pockets, and said in a calm tone, "You can sleep here, I'm going back to my room."

Just don't drool on his sofa.

It just so happens that he doesn't like to sleep in the same room with strangers, if Yan Yan sleeps in the study, he doesn't have to make the floor in his room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Yan Yan struggled to open his eyes, got up from the sofa, and grabbed his hand in a daze: "Go back to the room and sleep..."

The grasped fingers caused a slight numbness, Ji Juechuan paused for a moment, and led him out of the study without taking his hand away.

Walking all the way to the room, Yan Yan's chaotic brain finally cleared up a lot. He walked slowly to his suitcase and rummaged through it for pajamas and toiletries.

When he turned around after picking up his things, he saw Ji Juechuan was laying a mattress on the floor, and he took pillows and quilts from the cabinet and put them on the mattress, obviously he didn't intend to share the same bed with him.

As long as you can stay in the same room with Ji Juechuan, it doesn't matter whether you sleep in the same bed or not, but you still have to put on a show later.

When Ji Juechuan made the bed on the ground, he saw that Yan Yan had already entered the bathroom, and that person's slender figure was faintly printed on the frosted glass.

He stroked his hair, sat down by the bed, took out his phone and glanced at it, but for some reason he couldn't see it, so he swipe aimlessly on the screen.

I don't know what I clicked, and a news video started to play on the phone. Ji Juechuan stared at the bed on the floor and started to relax.

In fact, he and Yan Yan hadn't met a few times before. The few times they met were at banquets. In his memory, the man always wore exaggerated makeup, and the places where ornaments could be hung were covered with ornaments. You can smell a perfume from afar.

Because of this, he often heard Yan Yan being ridiculed behind his back by other rich children, laughing at him, even if he returned to Yan's house, he would still be like a crappy sparrow, with an indelible mortal aura all over his body, it would be difficult to stand with him I don't like it.

He has never been interested in these things, and he forgets them when he hears them. If it weren't for the marriage contract, he might never have anything to do with Yan Yan.

Driving Yan Yan home yesterday was the closest he got to Yan Yan, but Yan Yan was completely clean, which was completely different from what he remembered.

Originally, she didn't worry much about this matter yesterday, she just thought that Yan Yan went out before she had time to dress up, and she was glad that she was spared from the scourge of the perfume smell.

But I didn't expect to see Yan Yan today as dry as yesterday.

Yan Yan's suitcase was still open on the ground, Ji Juechuan's lips were straightened, and he glanced into the suitcase, but there was no trace of cosmetics.

Did he take it to the bathroom?

Thinking of the bottles and jars on the bathroom shelf, he subconsciously frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

When the man came out, he still told him about the room, and then cleaned up the guest room as soon as possible. Today, he will make do with sleeping on the floor for the night and let Yan Yan sleep on his bed.

When Yan Yan moves out tomorrow, he will change the mattress and quilt on the bed.

Thinking of this, he relaxed his brows a little, turned off his phone and prepared to go outside to get a glass of water.

Before he could stand up, the bathroom door was pushed open, and the scent of shower gel gushed out along with the heat, with a hint of sweet scent in it.

The sweet scent quickly approached him, and almost instantly, a warm and soft dumpling rushed into his arms, and the moisture covered his arms.

Ji Juechuan sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, subconsciously stretched out his hand to help, his eyebrows were slightly raised in surprise.

The fragrance of the person in the arms is not strong, but it has been lingering in his nose faintly, and his palms began to feel hot, feeling like he was hugging a hot glutinous rice ball just out of the pot, and forgot to push it away for a while.

Yan Yan himself was a little confused. Although he was going to act like a baby with Ji Juechuan, he didn't intend to throw himself into his arms, but just now he walked too fast, was stirred by the quilt on the floor, and fell onto Ji Juechuan by accident.

He huddled in the warmth of embarrassment for a while, waiting for Ji Juechuan to push him away. Unexpectedly, not only was he not pushed away, but the hand holding him was getting hotter and hotter, and the heat spread to the skin through the pajamas superior.

The two stood in a stalemate for a while, neither of them moved. Yan Yan shrank his head for a while, and decided to act according to the original plan.

It's just that the posture of the two of them was beyond his expectation, and it didn't affect his performance.

He raised his face, revealing his usual smile when acting like a spoiled child, shallow dimples adorning his fair and fair face, and the scattered lights reflected in his eyes, shining brightly.

The soft lips parted, "Can I sleep with you?"

After thinking about it, he bit his lower lip again, holding back his shame and whispering, "...husband?"

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