Tong Sui let out an ah, completely ignoring Jiang Ciyan's implication.

"... Is there anything else?"

Jiang Ciyan lowered his head and did not answer. His lowered brow made him look even more difficult to approach, and the air pressure on his body made him almost breathless.

But only Tong Sui felt that his action of applying the medicine was extra gentle, afraid of hurting him, even his fingertips were trembling.

Tong Sui's skin was delicate and injured, and he couldn't help hissing when he touched it.

The ointment rubbed onto Jiang Ciyan's hands.

Tong Sui was taken aback, he was ready to be scolded by Jiang Ciyan again, but Jiang Ciyan didn't seem to notice, and he put the medicine on him more gently.

Jiang Ciyan put the remaining ointment into his pocket, and said, "Don't touch the water."

Tong Sui could only hold his hands and obediently responded, looking at the half-done noodles, "Then what should we do now?"

Jiang Ciyan glanced at him lightly. Although he didn't speak, the meaning was obvious—"Do you still want to continue cooking for Chi Xingyu?"

Tong Sui lowered his head guiltily.

Of course it's unrealistic to continue doing it, but it shouldn't make people hungry.

The program team next to him was a little anxious, what else to do, as long as he said a word, he would deliver everything he wanted to eat immediately.

Jiang Ciyan rolled up the sleeves of his shirt in two, revealing smooth and powerful arm lines, "I didn't eat, so we happened to be together."

Tong Sui was slightly stunned, "Are you coming?"

He remembered that Jiang Ciyan didn't know how to cook, and he went to the supermarket to get a book on how to cook.

Jiang Ciyan hummed, "I've learned a little in the past few days, but I'm not too proficient."

But at least it's better than getting your hands hot when you were a child.

He took out the chicken in the refrigerator to defrost again, and on the other side was preparing side dishes, onions, shiitake mushrooms and some ingredients.

Jiang Ciyan really wants to cook by himself?

The program team who knew his identity was a little unbelievable.

Jiang Ciyan has been in a high position all year round, even if he is standing in the kitchen at this time, he is calm and fearless, as if he is in a conference room.

His knife skills are not outstanding, but he is calm enough to cook slowly.

Tong Sui folded his arms beside him and boasted, "You learned it by reading alone, it's amazing."

Seeing that Tong Sui's attention was attracted by Jiang Ciyan, Chi Xingyu felt a little sour for no reason. Is this very powerful?

It's not impossible for him to do it.

This is completely different from cooking in games.

But Chi Xingyu, who has no concept at all, is full of thoughts about this, is it difficult??

He dropped a sentence, "I have to go up beforehand."

Tong Sui said ah, he turned his head and saw Chi Xingyu hastily gone upstairs, and muttered in a low voice, "What can he do..."

Chi Xingyu returned to the room, and the sound of closing the door made Zhong Yi on the other bed click his tongue.

But he didn't pay attention to Zhong Yi, but leaned on the bed and opened a certain teaching software, watching it with all his attention.

Zhong Yi glanced at his appearance, frowned, turned over and continued to catch up on sleep.

Chi Xingyu has no interest in these things, he never forces himself to do things he doesn't like, that's why he escaped from imprisonment and chose a career he likes.

But this time it was different.

The scene of Tong Sui getting burned just now flashed in his mind. If he could learn to cook, there would be no risk of Tong Sui being injured again.

Zhong Yi didn't know what Chi Xingyu was doing at all, and he didn't want to know. It wasn't until he had had enough sleep that he realized that Chi Xingyu was not in the room.

He dressed up stinkingly before going downstairs slowly.

It's getting dark already.

The light in the kitchen on the first floor was on. Zhong Yi took a closer look and found that it was not someone else, but Chi Xingyu, who was in the room just now and didn't know what he was doing.

Zhong Yi walked over, "Are you cooking?"

Chi Xingyu didn't even raise his head, obviously he didn't have time to pay attention to him.

This made Zhong Yi feel a sense of crisis.

He must be doing it for Tong Sui, isn't it said that to grab a person's heart you must first grab his stomach?

Chi Xingyu's move was too scheming.

No, he has to learn too.

So Zhong Yi squeezed over, imitating Chi Xingyu and started chopping vegetables.

Chi Xingyu frowned, "What are you doing?"

What kind of scholar is this.

Zhong Yi said bluntly: "What's the matter, the kitchen is shared, can you control me if I do mine?"

Chi Xingyu: "..."

He really doesn't care.

Because he was distracted, he accidentally cut his hand with a knife, and blood gushed out instantly.

"Tsk."

Chi Xingyu frowned slightly, and took out a piece of paper and pressed it on the wound.

But he didn't mean to stop.

Although he looks like the kind of casual person who doesn't care about anything, but he has a strong sense of competitiveness when it comes to grades or honors.

"You'd better deal with it," Zhong Yi stood beside, "It will be bad if blood drips on the vegetables."

Chi Xingyu: "..."

So Chi Xingyu hastily tied a band-aid on his hand, and continued to get into the kitchen, practicing hard.

After a while, Zhong Yi screamed, he covered his hands, "It hurts, hurry up and call the doctor!"

Chi Xingyu glanced at it, and retorted: "Keep shouting, if you shout a few more times, the wound will heal."

"You are too venomous." Zhong Yi let go of his hand, "It's the first time I cut my hand, so of course I will be very nervous."

Although his wound didn't bleed much, it was also a sign of sacrifice.

Zhong Yi complained, but seeing that Chi Xingyu had no intention of leaving the kitchen, he followed suit to the end.

He will not admit defeat.

When Zhou Siyuan returned to the hut with a little tiredness, he opened the glass door and smelled a strange smell, "Is something burnt?"

The staff next to him all gave him help-seeking eyes.

Who would have thought that these uncles would suddenly get into trouble with cooking, but no one could persuade them, and they all began to regret that they didn't invite cooking aunts this season.

Zhou Siyuan walked towards the kitchen, and saw a scene as tragic as a battlefield.

"you……"

He said uncertainly, "What task did the program team arrange?"

Wrong!

The program group had tears but could not cry, this was shooting themselves in the foot.

Zhou Siyuan put down his things and coat, and walked into the kitchen, "If you want, I can simply make a sample for you."

Otherwise, if this tossing continues, today's dinner should not be eaten.

And the second floor on the other side.

After Tong Sui and Jiang Ciyan returned to the room, Jiang Ciyan took out the computer and started working.

According to the original plot, although he participated in this show, he spent most of his time in the company instead of working like this.

Tong Sui stood where he was.

Thinking about going to another place to stay for a while, don't disturb Jiang Ciyan...

Jiang Ciyan seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly raised his head, "Will my being here affect you?"

Tong Sui said, "No, no."

Jiang Ciyan said: "Then do whatever you want, and just pretend I don't exist."

Now that he had said so, Tong Sui sat down by the bed and turned on the TV.

He randomly ordered a movie with a good rating.

Because he was worried that Jiang Ciyan was still nearby, he lowered his voice.

This solitary atmosphere made Tong Sui a little nervous. He looked back at Jiang Ciyan a few times to make sure that the other party was not affected by him, so he watched TV with confidence.

Jiang Ciyan is holding an online meeting.

The company's executives all turned on their cameras, while Jiang Ciyan's side turned off their cameras and microphones.

Everyone can guess what's going on.

Speaking of which, when they knew that Jiang Ciyan was going to participate in a variety show, they didn't believe it at all, let alone it was a love variety show.

In their impression, Jiang Ciyan is cold, unkind, strong in decision-making, and has a fierce gaze. He is a good team leader.

And he spends most of his time busy between various companies, his life revolves around work, and he rarely holds online meetings like he does now.

The employees who have worked under him for several years know very well that Jiang Ciyan will never treat anyone like a child.

Although it is not obvious compared with other people in the show, it has already broken through his bottom line.

The meeting went smoothly, and Jiang Ciyan would express his views by typing from time to time.

He was facing the computer, but he was always paying attention to Tong Sui from the corner of his eye.

Tong Sui could still sit upright at first, but after a while he collapsed on the bed like a lazy cat.

Halfway through the movie, he felt sleepy, closed his eyes unknowingly, and kept leaning against the head of the bed.

In the end, he simply wrapped himself in the quilt and leaned half against the head of the bed.

This position will not be uncomfortable for a short time, but if you keep sleeping like this, your neck will not be necessary.

Jiang Ciyan tapped on the keyboard, "Today's meeting ends here first."

After sending, he closed the computer.

He got up and walked towards Tongsui, and turned off the TV that was still playing.

Tong Sui didn't seem to feel anyone's approach, his eyes were closed, and his hair covered his forehead with the sideways movement of his head.

But a section of her neck as white as jade was revealed.

Jiang Ciyan stared at the band-aid for a while, then stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently with his fingertips. The camera could only capture his back and the back of his hand with bulging veins.

His movements were slow, yet inexplicably astringent.

Just like before a good show begins, there will always be a dark scene.

Full of ritual.

Suddenly, Jiang Ciyan withdrew his hand, grabbed Tong Sui's thin shoulders, laid him flat on the bed and covered the quilt carefully.

The bullet screen was disappointed.

——How can you bear it?

——I thought I would see the same explosive scenes as in the second season.

Jiang Ciyan turned around, glanced at the camera lightly, walked over, and found a piece of cloth to cover the lens.

——???

— Am I blind again?Is there anything I can't see?

——Let me out!!

...

Tong Sui fell asleep in a daze, he didn't know how he fell asleep.

When woke up the TV was off.

Jiang Ciyan was still sitting in front of the computer, but the quilt on his body was well covered, it should be Jiang Ciyan's help.

Tong Sui propped himself up and sat up.

Jiang Ciyan turned around when he heard the voice, "I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Tong Sui shook his head.

Jiang Ciyan took out the leftover ointment and waved to him, "Come here and apply the medicine again."

Tong Sui uttered a sigh, lifted the quilt and walked over, standing in front of the well-dressed Jiang Ciyan with his sleepy hair, obediently stretched out his hand.

Jiang Ciyan held his wrist.

Because of typing on the keyboard for a long time, the fingers felt cool, as if a piece of ice had been stuck on them.

Tong Sui's fingers trembled.

I heard Jiang Ciyan ask: "Does your hand still hurt?"

In fact, it doesn't hurt much anymore. If it hurts, Tong Sui touched the mark on the side of his neck with his other hand.

"My neck hurts a bit."

I don't know why, but the mark that didn't feel a long time ago suddenly tingles and hurts. It's not serious but it can't be completely ignored.

The cold ointment was applied to his fingertips, calling back Tong Sui's attention.

Jiang Ciyan lowered his eyelashes and carefully applied the medicine for him, "Maybe he's bored, so take off the band-aid."

Although it was vaguely felt that Jiang Ci's words at the banquet were a bit strange, Tong Sui still didn't think much about it and tore off the band-aid.

Jiang Ciyan stared at it for a while, and seemed to be in a much better mood.

If Tong Sui looked in the mirror now, he would find that the mark was much fresher, it looked like... re-accented, covering the original mark.

After taking the medicine, the two went downstairs one after the other.

Tong Sui's nose moved.

"What's the smell?"

That kind of weird burnt smell mixed with the smell of food.

When he saw Zhong Yi and Chi Xingyu standing in the kitchen, he felt bad. Fortunately, seeing Zhou Siyuan who had already returned, he was inexplicably relieved.

Tong Suiquan thought that the two were there to fight, until the dinner started, he saw a few more dishes on the table beyond recognition.

He can probably guess what happened.

After Chi Xingyu sat down opposite Tong Sui, he propped his face with his hands, seemingly unintentionally sweeping across Tong Sui's face, his eyes fixed on his neck.

strangeness.

Are the traces he left so obvious?

Tong Sui's skin is prone to redness, and it looks serious when touched casually. Chi Xingyu has no experience in this field, so he has doubts in his heart but can't confirm it.

At this time, Zhong Yi excitedly brought over the dishes he had made by himself, and put them in front of Tong Sui unceremoniously, "Try it quickly! I worked so hard! I even got it cut!"

He said and showed his wounds, like a silly dog who was bullied and wanted to be petted by his master.

Chi Xingyu, who was behind him, flipped Byakugan unceremoniously.

"No one is forcing you to do this."

Zhong Yi said: "You're still talking about me, you didn't start rolling first."

Force him to follow suit.

Tong Sui's eyes followed, and Chi Xingyu was inexplicably embarrassed. He didn't want to claim credit like Zhong Yi did, after all, he knew what he did.

Tong Sui saw the band-aid wrapped around his hand, "Did you cut it too?"

Chi Xingyu rolled up his fingers and hid the wound, feeling ashamed at such a stupid thing, "This wound is nothing, I'm not as delicate as Prince Zhong."

Zhong Yi, who was stepped on, said: "You think everyone is you, you don't need to deal with so much blood, you don't shout after being burned so many times—"

"Shut up." Chi Xingyu interrupted him, his ears under his black hair were covered with a thin layer of powder, "Who is as clumsy as you say."

The author has something to say:

The coach of the EV team was so angry that his blood pressure exploded, and the reason behind it was touching.