Jiang Yi's house has never been lived in after the renovation. Auntie will come to clean the house on time, but the furniture, water and electricity have not been repaired regularly. Therefore, less than a month after Qi Bai moved in, the water pipe broke and Jiang Jian's house was opened. light rain.

After closing the main gate and coming out, seeing Jiang Jianzhi frowning slightly, Qi Bai thought he was worried about the kitchen soaked in water, and took the initiative to speak:

"I will take full responsibility for the money for your kitchen maintenance. Mr. Jiang needn't worry about that."

After speaking, Qi Bai wiped the water droplets from his hands on his coat.

The water droplets soak through the fabric, leaving dark water marks in an instant.

Jiang Jianzhi, who witnessed everything: "..."

Professor Jiang frowned instantly.

Knowing that he has no right to point fingers at other people's living habits, Professor Jiang took his eyes off the two clear five-fingerprints on the other's blue jacket with difficulty.

Jiang Jianzhi: "...It's okay, I don't usually cook."

Cooking is a waste of time, and Professor Jiang is not very good at it. He basically eats out, and the kitchen at home is just a decoration.

I don't know how much water leaked from the broken water pipe, and there was a floor in the kitchen. Qi Bai didn't rush to deal with it, and proposed to go downstairs to see what Jiang Jianzhi's home was like.

Jiang Jianzhi: "I contacted the property and they will handle it."

"Also." Qi Bai nodded quickly: "You can just send me the bill then."

He still keeps Jiang Jianzhi's bank account.

When he came out of the kitchen and passed the refrigerator, Qi Bai took two cans of Coke and handed it to Jiang Jianzhi: "Drink?"

"No." Jiang Jianzhi shook his head.

Qi Bai raised his eyebrows slightly, curious: "Mr. Jiang drinking? I still have cold beer here."

Jiang Jianzhi looked at him and seemed to disagree: "Drinking hurts the body, and it is not advisable to consume too much carbonated beverages."

When Qi Bai opened the refrigerator, he saw that there were no vegetables and fruits in the refrigerator, basically all kinds of drinks, not a good living habit.

Pulling the ring open with one hand, Qi Bai raised his head and took two sips without caring: "It's okay, I don't want to live to be a hundred years old anyway."

"..." Jiang Jianzhi said that, and said no more.

It's too late, the maintenance staff will arrive tomorrow, Jiang Jianzhi was about to leave, but was stopped by Qi Bai again.

Qi Bai looked at Jiang Jianzhi's light amber pupils and said coldly, "Mr. Jiang, let's take a group photo."

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

Professor Jiang: "?"

Seeing Jiang Jianzhi's appearance, Qi Bai explained: "I sent a circle of friends to Zhao Yuankai to see."

He is going to frequent the Lanxi campus soon, and the chance of encountering Zhao Yuankai will increase. Now is the time for Jiang Jianzhi's fake boyfriend to appear.

If you want to successfully deceive Zhao Yuankai, you can't be seen in groups. After thinking about it, Qi Bai added:

"Mr. Jiang, you don't have to show your face."

This is the first time that Qi Bai needs Jiang Jianzhi to do something since their relationship was established.

Jiang Jianzhi had no objection and asked, "Now?"

Qi Bai nodded: "I'm free now."

Jiang Jianzhi was too busy. According to the frequency of their meeting, he didn't know when the next meeting would be.

As he said, Qi Bai took out his mobile phone and stood beside Jiang Jianzhi, and turned on the camera.

Jiang Jianzhi never took a selfie. The most photographed were all kinds of ID photos. The moment Qi Bai approached, their shoulders touched, and he subconsciously tensed his back.

Qi Bai moved the camera and controlled the picture to the upper body of the two of them. He showed most of his face, but he could only see Jiang Jianzhi's Adam's apple.

Is Mr. Jiang so tall?

Qi Bai thought to himself while adjusting the camera.

Jiang Jianzhi waited for a while. Seeing that Qi Bai didn't press the shooting button for a long time, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Well..." Qi Bai frowned and moved the phone: "It feels... a little wrong."

The two people in the picture are standing together, but there is no sense of intimacy between lovers.

It's too rigid to make life without the slightest reverie.

"Is it too far away?"

Qi Bai muttered to himself, moved to Jiang Jianzhi's side again, leaned forward, and his left shoulder touched Jiang Jian's front chest.

The position has not changed much, but from the mobile phone, it seems that Jiang Jianzhi is standing behind Qi Bai and hugging his waist.

There is a sense of intimacy, but Qi Bai is still not satisfied——

Mr. Jiang's standing posture is as straight and straight as a line of models in a shopping mall. It looks good or not, but it is too straight.

Art was born out of high requirements for composition, Qi Bai tilted his head slightly to the left, and made an appearance of leaning his head on Jiang Jianzhi's shoulder, which combined the coldness of the other party.

Qi Bai was finally satisfied, but Jiang Jianzhi only felt that they were too close, far beyond his social comfort distance.

When Qi Bai approached, he clearly captured the touch of the other party's hair brushing his ears.

Slightly cool, with that unknown light fragrance that is now considered familiar.

The light fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose made Jiang Jianzhi drop his eyes, just in time to see the other party's fair and blood-stained ears.

Jiang Jianzhi was a little short-sighted, but now he can even see the slender blood vessels on Qi Bai's auricle.

Before waiting for Jiang Jianzhi's reaction, Qi Bai had already taken one picture, and he was thinking about taking another two with another pose.

Looking back and forth on Jiang Jianzhi and his mobile phone, Qi Bai looked up at Jiang Jianzhi and asked for his opinion:

"Mr. Jiang, can I hold your hand?"

For the fake boyfriend's sake, they all agreed before, they can hold hands and hug, if they need to go a step further, they have to say something else.

But Jiang Jianzhi didn't accept his money, so Qi Bai didn't want to hold his hand rashly, so he asked a symbolic question.

After Qi Bai asked, Jiang Jianzhi paused, not answering whether it was okay or not, but directly held his left hand, which was naturally hanging by his side.

The words were asked by himself, but when the palms were touching, Qi Bai's left arm was faintly numb.

Jiang Jianzhi's hands were bigger than he expected, warm and dry.

It's not that Qi Bai hasn't shaken someone's hand before, but don't know if it's because of the environment and atmosphere, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.