Jiang Jianzhi said, "You are in a wheelchair."

A few minutes later, Qi Bai was in a wheelchair and was pushed out by Jiang Jianzhi. There were only the two of them in the elevator. Looking at the reflections of the two on the elevator panel, Qi Bai suddenly laughed:

"Pushing a wheelchair for a walk after a meal, I feel like I've stepped into old age ahead of schedule."

Jiang Jianzhi glanced at him and stated the facts objectively: "We don't necessarily have to be inconvenient when we get old."

Qi Bai: "..."

Qi Bai opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly felt a chill in his neck. Jiang Jianzhi picked up his hair and tied it up a few times.

Qi Bai turned to look at him, Jiang Jianzhi explained that it would be cooler.

Raising his hand and rubbing his head, Qi Bai was curious: "Where did you get the leather rope?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "In the drawer of the coffee table."

Qi Bai lost it all over the place, and the ones who tied his hair were just messing around, and he couldn't find them when he needed them, so he kept a lot of coffee tables and went to get new ones every two or three days.

When Mr. Jiang surnamed Tianluo cleaned up the living room for Qi Bai, he found Qi Bai's black hair ties in the shelves, sofa seams, TV cabinets, potted plants and other places.

Qi Bai let out an 'oh', flipped his long hair and glanced at it, and then said:

"Should I cut my hair shorter?"

Jiang Jianzhi pushed someone out of the elevator, and when he heard the words, he looked down at him: "Why do you want to cut your hair?"

When Jiang Jianzhi first saw Qi Bai's long hair, his first reaction was that it was inconvenient to be in the lab, but now he's used to it, and Qi Bai won't enter the lab anyway.

Qi Bai rubbed his hair: "It's easier to cut it short and wash your hair."

He is not suitable for standing for a long time now, and the hair is too long and it takes time to wash it.

Qi Bai had only cut his hair some time ago, and now the length is just below the shoulder blades, which is not too long.

Jiang Jianzhi said calmly after hearing this:

"If it's inconvenient just because of the leg injury, I can wash it for you."

"Will you wash it for me?" Qi Bai smiled and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"I haven't washed my hair for two days, don't you dislike Professor Jiang?"

Professor Jiang: "...When did you despise you?"

Every time it was time to turn over the old accounts, Qi Bai was very energetic, and counted him with his fingers:

"When you came to my house for the first time, your brows were so wrinkled that you could kill a fly!"

Recalling the appearance of Qi Bai's original dining table full of debris, Jiang Jian frowned subconsciously.

"Look at it." Qi Bai looked at him: "It's just like this, and you say it's not disgusting?"

Professor Jiang: "..."

Chapter 78 Delicious

Looking back on the first meeting of the two now, Qi Bai can still clearly remember Jiang Jianzhi's estranged appearance, with a look of unrequited expression in his eyes.

Jiang Jianzhi pushed Qi Bai to rest in the flower gallery. In summer, the flowers bloomed brilliantly. There was a rockery fountain next to it, and there were carp of various colors leisurely waving their tails in the pond, foraging for food.

Both of them rarely had the leisure to take a walk in the evening, Qi Bai sat in a wheelchair without stopping, thinking about Jiang Jianzhi's frown, and asked:

"When you first met me, was it unacceptable?"

Compared with Professor Jiang's spotless home, Qi Bai's originally clean and tidy home turned into a sloppy nest by the way.

Before the two were together, Jiang Jianzhi turned into Mr. Tianluo from time to time. Now they live together temporarily, and the floor of Qi Bai's house can now be used as a mirror.

Qi Bai was actually a little curious, how did Professor Jiang's mentality change, and why did he fall in love with himself.

Jiang Jianzhi shook his head: "Everyone has their own habits."

When he first met Qi Bai, Jiang Jianzhi didn't take people to heart, and naturally he didn't care what the other party was like.

Professor Jiang is not a character who will point fingers at the life of outsiders.

In fact, Jiang Jianzhi never cared about the living habits of Jiang's father and mother.

Before knew Qi Bai, the laboratory work occupied all of Professor Jiang's mind, and for himself, he could simplify the problem that could be simplified, and a problem that could be solved in one minute would definitely be delayed by one second.

From his minimalist and luxurious home, it can be seen that Professor Jiang has no material desires, let alone the quality of life. For him, the house in Yuelan Mansion is just a place to rest at night and another office.

Qi Bai squinted at him:

"Don't run away from the question, you said that you were particularly disgusted with my living habits at the time, and it was only because of Yu Qinchuan's affection that he agreed to be my fake boyfriend?"

He likes to keep things handy, but he can't find them the next time he uses them, and every time Jiang Jianzhi cleans them up silently behind him.

Qi Bai knew that this habit was not good, but he was used to being loose and casual, and this bad habit was hard to change for a while.

Professor Jiang also ignored Qi Bai, never talking about him, but occasionally reminding him, such as—

Sit down, don't bite your chopsticks, don't take a shower with cold water, and blow dry your hair in time after washing your hair at night...etc.

After the two lived together, Jiang Jianzhi did not interfere with Qi Bai, and even helped him wash the brush palette and paint bucket, and also helped him clean up the stained paint and arrange them according to the color.

The first time I saw Professor Jiang washing his brushes and paint buckets with his sleeves rolled up, Qi Bai was shocked, and sent a photo to Jiang Yi, who immediately replied——

Cub, don't hesitate to meet such a good man, marry him!

[Craftsman]: I agree with this marriage!

There is a saying in their art circles -

If there is someone who is willing to unconditionally and tirelessly help you wash the paint bucket and clean up the paint, then he/she must be an immortal object!

At this time, Qi Bai looked at his immortal object, full of momentum, and was about to listen to the taciturn Professor Jiang.

A proposition, Qi Bai stared at Jiang Jianzhi without the slightest panic, and his expression was calm:

"No disgust."

At first, he didn't care, but when he realized later that he had other thoughts about Qi Bai, he realized that he had already accepted everything that Qi Bai had shown.

Maybe it started with the brand new handkerchief he took back from Qi Bai, or maybe it was the first time he had changed his shoes after Qi Bai.