first love is not too late

Chapter 12 "Yuanyuan, why are you so cute?"

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It rained all night, and when it was dawn, there was a muffled thunder, which woke up Ji Mingyu from his sleep.

Ji Mingyu covered his head and wanted to go back to sleep but couldn't sleep. He stared at the rain curtain on the glass window for a while, then took out his mobile phone and checked the news for a while. After resigning, his WeChat had stopped, and there were only some irrelevant group messages. Click on the Beauty and the Beast group, Xu Mian was still telling him and Fu Shi'an not to run around on May Day a few days ago, just waiting for his visit.

Ji Mingyu replied with an emoji of Jenny Turtle, and then thought about Fu Shi'an's body, so he simply got up.

As soon as he walked out of the room, his face was covered by the cold wind, mixed with the humidity after the rain and the fragrance of desiccated coconut.Ji Mingyu shivered from the cold, heard the sizzling sound from the kitchen, walked over looking for the smell, and saw Fu Shi'an was putting the things in the pan on the plate.

Ji Mingyu: "You got up so early?"

Hearing Ji Mingyu's voice, Fu Shi'an responded with sideways eyes. When he raised his eyes, he saw Ji Mingyu's figure flashing past. He presumably went to the bathroom to wash up. Sure enough, Ji Mingyu came back with a toothbrush in his mouth after a while, and asked him inarticulately. : "What's on the table?"

Fu Shi'an put down the frying pan, coughed lightly and replied, "There's still a box of dim sum left, heat it up for breakfast."

Ji Mingyu turned off the electric toothbrush and said, "Why is your voice so hoarse? Are you still running a fever?" As he spoke, he reached out to touch Fu Shi'an's forehead.

Fu Shi'an, who was awake, leaned back slightly, not letting him touch him, "Your throat is too dry, just drink some water." Looking up at Ji Mingyu's frowning brows, he added: "Don't touch the foam on your hands." It's on the plate."

Ji Mingyu withdrew his hand and went out with his toothbrush in his mouth. After he finished washing, Fu Shi'an had already put breakfast on the table, a stack of coconut bags, four pieces of coconut cake, two bowls of vegetable porridge, and two glasses of milk.

"What time did you get up, and did you cook porridge?" Ji Mingyu opened the chair and sat down, handed something to Fu Shi'an in one hand, and threw a coconut bag into his mouth with the other.

"I bought it downstairs, what is this?" Fu Shi'an answered, taking the box Ji Mingyu handed over, and opened it to see a box of watermelon cream lozenges.

Ji Mingyu swallowed the shredded coconut bag, and took another piece of rice cake, "After a while, take one piece, I feel sick to hear about your throat."

Looking at his expression, Fu Shi'an knew in his heart that Ji Mingyu probably meant that his voice was ugly now. When he was in college, Ji Mingyu's throat was inflamed and he spoke hoarsely. type.

Even so, the "discomfort" that just hit his ears made him think a little more, and he thanked him in a low voice.

Ji Mingyu took a bite of coconut cake and looked up at him: "Thank you, why are you so polite."

"I don't need chopsticks, I have to use them." Fu Shi'an took the chopsticks and patted the back of his scratching hand. He didn't use much force, but he heard a "snap". He hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Ji Mingyu didn't care at all, he still tore open the coconut cake and bit the sweetest piece in the middle, and said with reason: "Chopsticks are so troublesome, it's better to tear them with your hands."

Just as Fu Shi'an was about to refute, he heard him say: "You have a sore throat, so stop talking."

Well, Fu Shi'an didn't speak any more, he took a spoon to drink the porridge, the hot porridge passing through his throat felt a little tingling but it was bearable.

The two ate breakfast in silence, only the occasional sound of porcelain colliding, and the sound of rain outside the window, quiet and leisurely.Ji Mingyu was still conceiving those two articles, was brainstorming, and was a little absent-minded when eating. Fu Shi'an occasionally raised his eyes to see the shredded coconut on his mouth, and saw that he was in a daze and didn't speak.After a while, the beard sprouted more and more, and he took out a tissue and handed it over.

"Huh?" Ji Mingyu glanced at it and took the tissue to wipe off the grease on his fingers: "Oh...I got it, don't talk."

Fu Shi'an: ......

After eating the coconut bread, Ji Mingyu picked up the milk, and the white milk stain drew a circle around his pink lips, and his beard sprouted and grew into a white beard over time.

Fu Shi'an handed over another tissue, and Ji Mingyu took the tissue as if in a daze but did not move. Fu Shi'an coughed twice and caught his attention, and raised his finger to his mouth, motioning him to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Ji Mingyu was confused and his eyes were dull.

Fu Shi'an sighed, then took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, and demonstrated it himself, Ji Mingyu was unmoved and started to wander again, even when the milk in the glass was bottomed out, he didn't even realize it.

Fu Shi'an was completely convinced.

Once Ji Mingyu fell into his own thoughts like a mental retardation, Fu Shi'an had no choice but to pull out the paper towel that had been drying out for a long time in his hand, and directly wiped off the milk stains and residue around his mouth with his hands.

"Why?" Ji Mingyu, whose thoughts were interrupted, finally came back to his senses, and his clear eyes gradually focused on Fu Shi'an in a daze.

The warm breath came to Fu Shi'an's palm, he let go of his hand as if he was burned, the tissue fluttered down, Ji Mingyu caught it, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason, he smiled and said: "Is there something stuck on my mouth? You can just say no, why do you do it yourself.”

Fu Shi'an coughed, and said indifferently, "Didn't you tell me not to talk?"

"Ah?" Ji Mingyu was stunned for a second, licked his lips and then laughed loudly: "Yuanyuan, why are you so cute, you really don't talk when I tell you not to talk."

The embarrassment just now suddenly became relaxed. In Ji Mingyu's laughter and in that cute sentence, Fu Shi'an's ears turned red, and he stood up in embarrassment. Before Ji Mingyu could react, he took the empty milk cup from him. , started to clean up the table on his own.

Ji Mingyu couldn't stop laughing. Seeing that Fu Shi'an seemed to be angry, he stretched out his hand and tugged at his cuff, "Are you angry?"

Fu Shi'an ignored him, and Ji Mingyu said again: "I let you speak, let you speak, you can talk now." He also made a movement of unzipping the zipper on his mouth.

"Childish or not," Fu Shi arranged to open his paws, "everything is boring."

Ji Mingyu was even happier when he opened his mouth.

Ji Mingyu shouted: "You are so obedient!"

Fu Shi'an:......

Fu Shi'an gave him a blank look and decided not to bother with this idiot anymore. As soon as he entered the kitchen, Ji Mingyu followed him in like a dog's leg, trying to drive Fu Shi'an out of the kitchen, "You cook and I wash the dishes. Let me do the dishes wherever I can." You sick man did it."

The box of golden throat Fu Shi'an endured the discomfort and swallowed it. His throat didn't hurt anymore, but it started to itch and he always wanted to cough.

When Ji Mingyu was typing on the balcony, he often heard Fu Shi'an coughing and hearing him type a series of typos.But Fu Shi'an didn't like to take medicine, let alone go to the hospital.Ji Mingyu persuaded him, but Fu Shi'an also teased him about his reluctance to go to the hospital last time.

Ji Mingyu said that there was no need to make a fuss about his skin trauma, and Fu Shi'an said that he just had an itchy throat and there was no need to mobilize the crowd.

1 to 1, a tie.

Apart from a cough, Fu Shi'an had no other symptoms, and Ji Mingyu didn't force him to go to the hospital. When he went out to throw out the trash, he bought a bottle of syrup from the pharmacy in the community. Fu Shi'an didn't want to swallow any pills, let alone the pungent syrup.Ji Mingyu talked nonsense, and finally yelled at Fu Shi'an, who coughed so loudly that Fu Shi'an drank a small cup in silence.

Seeing his wrinkled face, Ji Mingyu laughed at him again, "I'm not a child anymore, I'm still afraid of taking medicine, am I afraid of getting an injection if I don't go to the hospital?"

Fu Shi'an drank a glass of water and finally swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth, "Then you are afraid of injections if you don't go to the hospital?"

"Hey," Ji Mingyu raised his eyebrows, sat on the sofa and looked at him and said, "You should go to the toll booth to work."

Fu Shi'an: "What do you mean?"

Ji Mingyu said leisurely: "ETC raises the bar automatically, and if you don't use it for a day, you will be in a hurry."

Fu Shi'an: ...