An apartment building is not like a single-family villa. Even if it is a high-end residential complex with one apartment per floor, there is no guarantee that the neighbors living upstairs will not notice that a celebrity lives here.
So, Jiang Dao didn't hesitate, reached out and pulled Chu Yinlong into the room.
There was no light on in the house. A little light from the street lamp came in through the curtains of the living room. The two of them stood in the small space of the entrance hall, so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
For some reason, Jiang Dao suddenly had an urge to hug Chu Yinlong.
This thought seemed to come out of nowhere, but it was not at all out of place in the current situation, so he followed his sudden impulse without thinking too much, took a half step forward, put his arms around Chu Yinlong's body, and gently put his face on his shoulder.
Chu Yinlong suddenly froze.
The hug was short because Chu Yinlong was too cold.
Jiang Dao let go of his hand and frowned: "It's getting colder today. Why did you come here so late at night? Are you cold?"
Chu Yinlong's voice was a little hoarse: "...It's not cold anymore."
Jiang Dao turned on the soft wall lamp in the restaurant, took a cup of hot water and handed it to Chu Yinlong: "There is only plain water here, you can make do with it."
Chu Yinlong took the water cup and put it on the dining table: "Don't bother, go back and lie down on the bed."
Jiang Dao was only wearing a thin pair of pajamas, and the heating in the room had not yet started. It was the coldest time of the year, and he had just come out of his warm bed. It would be easy to catch a cold if he stayed outside for too long.
Remembering that this apartment originally belonged to Chu Yinlong, he should be familiar with everywhere. Jiang Dao nodded, obediently returned to the bedroom, wrapped himself in the quilt, and raised his hand to turn on the bedside lamp.
The warmth in the quilt had not yet dissipated. He breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped himself up so that only his head was exposed, and looked at Chu Yinlong who had just finished drinking the hot water and came into the room. Then he suddenly realized a problem: "Are you going to sleep here tonight too?"
"Yeah." Chu Yinlong's face was calm. He opened the closet and took out a set of pajamas.
"Oh, okay." Jiang Dao turned over, moved the pillow to the side of the bed, then moved over with the quilt to make half the space on the bed.
Seeing Jiang Dao's action, Chu Yinlong was stunned for a moment.
His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes turned back, then he withdrew his hand that was about to take the portable sleeping bag, moved to the side, pulled out the neatly packed pillow and quilt, and placed them at the foot of the bed.
Watching Chu Yinlong finish the noisy preparations, Jiang Dao snuggled in the quilt and yawned.
After changing clothes, washing, burning incense, Chu Yinlong sat cross-legged at the end of the bed and began to chant clear Sanskrit sounds.
Jiang Dao stared at the man with lowered eyebrows and calm expression for a while, then took a deep breath slowly, closed his eyes, and concentrated on falling asleep.
After reciting the last syllable, Chu Yinlong looked at the sleeping Jiang Dao and slowly exhaled.
After sitting quietly for a while, he turned over and lay down quietly, turning off the light strip.
It was not until this moment that Chu Yinlong realized the absurdity of this.
This kind of plot that seems like something out of a love-brained romance drama is actually something he can do? The person who completely lost his common sense after receiving the message at around 2 a.m. was actually him? !
He drove for half an hour at three in the morning just to chant sutras to get someone to sleep. Even if he told the media himself and published it, everyone would think it was a marketing account making up a joke - how is this possible! How could Actor Chu do such a crazy thing? It's so funny!
But he really did something so funny.
Chu Yinlong himself couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and hum a silent self-mockery from his nose.
He turned over and looked at the blurry outline of Jiang Dao's face in the dim room, and felt that his sudden irrational behavior tonight was... worth it.
…
The next morning, Jiang Dao was awakened by the alarm clock. He sleepily opened his cell phone and turned off the sound.
There were two messages on the screen, both sent by Jingyu not long ago. One was a joke forwarded from somewhere unknown, and the other was wishing him a happy Double Eleven "General Attack Day".
When Jiang Dao saw the "General Attack Day" on November 11, he suddenly realized something and woke up.
He turned over to the other side of the bed and saw Chu Yinlong who had just woken up and was looking at him with half-open eyes.
Jiang Dao smiled and said, "Happy birthday!"
There was a lazy and hoarseness in his voice, as if he had just woken up, and the ending tone was a bit nasal, like a cat that had just woken up.
Chu Yinlong was lying opposite, looking at Jiang Dao quietly, with a gentle and tender look in his eyes.
Jiang Dao subconsciously looked away, looking at the dim morning light outside the curtains, cleared his throat, and said, "I haven't paid much attention to dates recently, and I forgot... Actually, I should have congratulated you yesterday, but I only remembered it when I saw the calendar this morning... Um, do you want a gift?"
He remembered that it was written in the book that people in this world attached great importance to birthdays and gifts, and he should also adapt to the local customs.
Chu Yinlong pulled a hand out from under the quilt and gently scratched the tip of Jiang Dao's nose.
He smiled and replied: "No gift is needed, just a blessing from you is enough."
"How can that be!" Jiang Dao disagreed, "I forgot your birthday and called you over in the middle of the night to coax me to sleep. I should at least... at least take care of breakfast. Do you want to eat anything?"
Chu Yinlong shook his head: "Nothing..."
Jiang Dao rolled his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth, and lowered his voice to tease: "Then I'll let you eat my bottom?"
Chu Yinlong: ...
This expression, this tone, this sentence... this kid is really causing trouble again.
Chu Yinlong really wanted to pin the man to the bed and give him a good beating, so that he would know what to say and what not to say, especially in the morning when the man had just woken up.
After Jiang Dao had finished his excitement, he quickly threw off the quilt and slid out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash up, and sent a message to his assistant, saying that he would go to the studio later today and that he could take care of his morning exercises and breakfast by himself.
Unexpectedly, the assistant quickly replied: "The boss has already asked for leave for you. Happy holidays."
While reading the WeChat message, Jiang Dao almost inhaled the toothpaste foam into his trachea.
Happy holidays...Is this holiday for him?
Regarding the origin of "General Attack Day" on November 11, in fact, the popularity of this meme is also related to Chu Yinlong.
Originally, this date was called Singles' Day, and it was just a joke, and not many people took it seriously as a holiday. Until Chu Yinlong became famous, his birthday overlapped with this festival.
So Chu Yinlong’s fans were dissatisfied. How could November 11 be Singles’ Day? Our baby dragon will never be single, and he is so good at fighting. Even if he is still a baby, he will definitely grow up to be a big attacker in the future - that's right, when Chu Yinlong was still a child star, he already had the aura of a big attacker.
Therefore, November 11th gradually became the "General Attack Day" recognized by the circle under the relay of Chu Yinlong's mother fans, girlfriend fans, wife fans, and "daughter fans".
...However, this name soon spread to the G circle and gradually evolved into a festival for the little zeros to gather and have fun.
All the above knowledge comes from the occasional popular science talk by Little Chatterbox Jingyu.
So, when the assistant said "Happy holidays", Jiangdao was speechless.
Even if the original owner was indeed a zero, he didn't want to accept this positioning at the moment.
However... if the target is Chu Yinlong, he can be the one below...
…Shit, what was I thinking?
Jiang Dao rolled his eyes at himself in the mirror, thinking that his previous thought was simply crazy.
After quickly washing up, Jiang Dao ran into the gym opposite the bedroom to vent his youthful energy. After running five kilometers in half an hour, all my thoughts were gone.
After taking a shower, Jiang Dao saw Chu Yinlong standing by the bedroom window making a phone call. He did not disturb him. He turned and walked into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast for them.
The noodles were ready and there were exactly two eggs left, but the rest of the things in the refrigerator had been mostly taken away by the assistant when he decided to lose weight. Jiang Dao rummaged around for a long time and only found a bag of dried shrimps and a bag of unopened seaweed.
It was okay, I could manage to have a meal of seaweed and egg noodle soup, although it was a bit simple.
Fry the dried shrimps until fragrant, add cold water to bring out the flavor, bring the soup to a boil, add an egg, then cook the noodles, beat another egg and add in, finally blanch the washed seaweed and add two drops of sesame oil.
The whole process took no more than ten minutes, and the delicious aroma wafted out from the kitchen and filled the entire apartment.
"It smells very good." Chu Yinlong stood at the kitchen door and watched Jiang Dao scoop the noodles into the bowl with a smile.
"There's nothing left at home, so just make do with this." Jiang Dao wasn't polite and handed the bowl over directly.
Chu Yinlong took the noodles handed to him by Jiang Dao, carefully brought them to the restaurant, put them on the table, and then stared at them for a long time without moving his chopsticks.
Jiang Dao sat down opposite Chu Yinlong: "What are you looking at? Are you worried that it won't taste good?"
Chu Yinlong shook his head, flipped his chopsticks, fished out a poached egg hidden in the bottom of the bowl, placed it on the top layer, then picked up his phone and took a photo of the bowl of noodles.
"Post on Weibo?" Jiang Dao was curious.
"Well, I have to do some business on my birthday." Chu Yinlong said with a smile, "Of course, if you don't want me to, I'll post something else."
"It doesn't matter, just post it." Jiang Daoman didn't care, but joked, "As long as Mr. Chu is not afraid of being embarrassed, your fans will be distressed if people know that you only had a bowl of noodles on your birthday morning."
"No." Chu Yinlong sent a microblog and put his phone back on the table. "They won't feel bad, but they might start a noodle-making competition in the super topic."
I have to say that Chu Yinlong knows his fans very well.
It was clearly not even seven o'clock in the morning, but within one minute of Chu Yinlong's Weibo post, endless comments appeared below, making people wonder if these fans had bought a house under his Weibo post.
"Happy Birthday to Dad Long [cake] It's so early this year [heart][heart]"
"Ahhh, happy birthday, Brother Long! This year they're actually serving longevity noodles for breakfast! I'm going to get up and go downstairs to learn how to make ramen from the noodle shop grandpa!"
"Happy birthday to Mr. Chu! As expected, longevity noodles are the right way to celebrate birthdays [proud]"
"Long Ge's Happy Birthday [Cake] This side looks very down-to-earth, did you make it yourself?"
"Reply: Dad Long cooks noodles by himself? You must be telling a horror story [doge]"
“Reply: Hahahahahaha Long Ge is terrible in the kitchen, how could he possibly cook noodles by himself!”
"The original poster replied: Then... who cooked it for him?"
One question stirred up a thousand waves. Discussions soon began under this reply. Was this bowl of noodles cooked by Chu Yinlong himself, or was it cooked by his mother, or was it cooked by his assistant? Then it was involved in Chu Yinlong’s old blog. Whenever it was related to his mother, he would take the initiative to mention it, so it was inferred that this bowl of noodles was not made by his mother. Then the Leeuwenhoek among the fans discovered that the pattern on the surface of the table in the photo had appeared before, and this photo was 100% taken at Chu Yinlong’s own home...
Jiang Dao rarely opened Weibo to follow the latest online news. He casually read a few comments and was immediately amazed.
Chu Yinlong smiled and said, "So, if you want to take photos and post them on Weibo in the future, don't include this table in the photo. I haven't used the kitchen much, so you can take photos of the countertop as you like. Also...be careful of reflective metal and glass surfaces. Sunglasses are particularly vulnerable, and even pupil reflections can be used as a tool, so remember to be careful."
Jiangdao: ...
"It's okay. I haven't posted on Weibo for a long time. Besides, didn't you say you wanted to be quiet recently?" Jiang Dao said, and casually clicked on Chu Yinlong's super topic. "Hey, they really started a noodle-making competition!"
Less than twenty minutes after Chu Yinlong posted on Weibo, several posts about breakfast noodles appeared in the super topic, including dried noodles, dragon beard noodles, instant noodles, and many other varieties. That bowl of instant noodles even had the words "Happy Birthday, Brother Long" spelled out with seaweed.
Jiang Dao read a few posts and laughed, "It's over, I lost! Your fans are so talented, look! There's even a video of how to make shaved noodles!"
Chu Yinlong praised: "You cook the best."
Jiang Dao was speechless: "You can't eat what others make..."
…
Jiang Dao had no plans as he suddenly had a day off and there was an unexpected person around him. Due to their identities, they couldn't go out to celebrate casually. In the end, they made a very tacky decision - watching a movie together at home.
Due to his profession, Chu Yinlong has a wide range of interests in movies. He has seen all the films that have a certain reputation and are popular, whether they are domestic or foreign, new or old. Jiang Dao is just the opposite. Although he has watched a lot of movies since coming to this world, he only focuses on domestic classics and has not yet come into contact with foreign movies.
Chu Yinlong secretly selected a classic foreign romance film and found an excuse that "it would allow Jiang Dao to observe how the emotional scenes were performed."
It was a bit cold in the apartment as the heating had not yet started, so Jiang Dao simply took a quilt from the bed and went to the sofa, unfolding the two corners of the quilt to cover himself and Chu Yinlong.
The quilt was of limited length, so Jiang Dao wrapped himself in half and gave the other half to Chu Yinlong. Under the quilt, the two of them were almost touching each other, with their shoulders loosely touching. As long as Chu Yinlong wanted, he could hug Jiang Dao in his arms with just a move of his arms.
Chu Yinlong swallowed the words "You can turn on the air conditioner" that were about to come out of his mouth.
The film opens with an intimate scene.
Of course, intimacy is not the focus, the lines and kisses are the focus, the close-up is fixed on the character's face, the light control also shows the teasing and interaction between the two people's lips to the utmost, the hoarse foreign language flows out from the lips, with a slightly short breath that makes people daydream...
Jiangdao's Adam's apple rolled and he licked his lips subconsciously.
Looking at the pictures on the screen, he seemed to suddenly realize that when he filmed a kissing scene in the future, he would really have to kiss Chu Yinlong.
By then, all the plots will no longer be just dry words on the script, nor will they be the vague impressions constructed in his mind, but will be transformed into almost real scenes, interpreted by his every body movement, every facial expression, and every line of dialogue that blends emotions.
Kissing scenes are of course included.
Thinking of this, Jiang Dao turned his head slightly and glanced in the direction of Chu Yinlong.
The other party was unaware of anything and was staring at the TV screen intently, with no emotion on his face.
Sure enough, there is a difference between professional actors and people like him who just emerged halfway through.
Jiang Dao admired in his heart, retracted his gaze, and decided to learn from Chu Yinlong and watch the movie seriously.
Under the quilt, Chu Yinlong loosened the corner of the quilt that had been folded several times by him, and smoothed it out silently.
Although it starts off with a critical hit, the tone of this movie is actually calm and sincere. It tells the story of a shy boy who saves a lost girl with his most sincere heart, and finally the two of them walk towards the light side by side.
But obviously, this kind of story is not very attractive to Jiangdao.
Before the film was halfway through, Chu Yinlong felt his shoulder suddenly sink. Jiang Dao leaned over to him in a daze and fell asleep while holding his arm.
Chu Yinlong lowered his eyelashes and looked at Jiang Dao sleeping quietly, without moving for a long time.
Perhaps it was because he was uncomfortable sleeping with his body tilted, Jiang Dao suddenly hummed twice in a daze, and his legs, which were originally cross-legged, stretched to the side. His head slid down along Chu Yinlong's chest and fell into a strong arm.
Knowing that Jiang Dao hadn't slept well for several days, Chu Yinlong naturally wouldn't wake him up.
Supporting Jiang Dao's head with his arms, Chu Yinlong slowly moved it down. He let Jiang Dao rest his head on his legs, then put his arms around the boy's waist and helped him change to a more comfortable position.
Jiang Dao was in a daze, half asleep and half awake, and grabbed Chu Yinlong's fingers and held them in front of him.
Chu Yinlong lowered his eyes and looked at the big boy lying on his legs, and couldn't help but gently stroke his soft hair.
Then, his eyes fell on Jiang Dao's defenseless lips. He stared at them for a while, then hastily looked away and pursed his lips. His eyes were uncontrollably drawn back again...
It was not until the ending song of the movie sounded that Chu Yinlong suddenly realized that he had been watching Jiang Dao sleeping for more than an hour.
Seeing that Jiang Dao showed no signs of waking up, Chu Yinlong randomly found an art film to watch, then leaned his arms on the armrest of the sofa, closed his eyes, and planned to rest for a while. He had a busy morning and got up very early this morning, so he was actually a little sleepy.
However, the result is——
When Jiang Dao woke up in a daze, he found himself wrapped in a quilt, holding Chu Yinlong's hand and lying on Chu Yinlong's legs, while Chu Yinlong was curled up in the corner of the sofa armrest, frowning, and looked like he was sleeping very uncomfortably.
Jiang Dao turned his head and stood up carefully.
Chu Yinlong woke up immediately, opened his eyes, looked at him with a little confusion, and quickly regained consciousness.
Jiang Dao cleared his throat: "If you're sleepy, go to bed. You were so tired last night..."
Chu Yinlong said, "I'm not sleepy. I've already rested well."
Jiang Dao nodded, yawned and stretched, then he picked up his phone and took a look. It was almost eleven o'clock.
So, another major life question was placed before the two: "What to eat for lunch?"
"We really have no stock at home now, even eggs are gone." Jiang Dao grabbed a handful of hair, "Should I ask the assistant to buy it and send it to us, or order takeout? Or... ask someone to buy the groceries and then cook it myself?"
"It's up to you to decide." Chu Yinlong said he was not responsible for this.
"No, that won't work. You have to decide. Today is your birthday, so whatever you say goes." Jiang Dao threw the choice back to him, and insisted, "Even if you say you want to eat me, I will... ahem, not let you eat me."
Chu Yinlong raised his hand and flicked Jiang Dao's head gently: "Stop being naughty."
Then he reached for his phone, opened the food delivery app, and said, "Don't bother, let's order takeout. What do you want to eat?"
Jiang Dao thought for a moment and said, "When I lived in the dormitory, I bought a set of cake molds, but I only used them once... Well, why don't we go buy some groceries and some ingredients for making cakes? I'll make you another cake! Go buy groceries!"
As he spoke, he opened the errand shopping app and started choosing ingredients.
Chu Yinlong: ...
Whoever has a birthday will make the decision, right?
Chu Yinlong laughed and reached out to rub Jiang Dao's head.
Forty minutes later, the errand boy brought the ingredients selected by Jiang Dao and placed them at the door according to the notes.
Watching people leave from the door, Jiang Dao carried the food into the house, sorted it out, and said with a smile: "It's over. We agreed not to restock the refrigerator during the weight loss period. Now there are jams and creams. There's no hope."
Chu Yinlong was very self-aware and did not enter the kitchen, but stretched out his hand to beckon Jiang Dao: "Give me the chopping board, I will help you cut the vegetables in the restaurant."
Jiang Dao didn't bother to be polite with him. He put the washed vegetables and the kitchen knife on the chopping board and handed them to Chu Yinlong: "Cut the potatoes and carrots into pieces, and break the beans into small pieces."
The two of them worked together and cooked faster than one person could. By the time the potatoes were stewed and the cake base was taken out and began to cool, Jiang Dao prepared the dishes to be fried, and Chu Yinlong was whipping cream in the restaurant.
"Come and take a look, is this okay?" After playing for a while, Chu Yinlong stopped the machine and took the cream in the bowl to show Jiang Dao.
"It doesn't seem to be working. Beat it for a while longer." Jiang Dao gave instructions while twisting the piping bag in one hand.
Soon, the cream was beaten to the desired consistency. Jiang Dao stretched out his finger and wiped off the tip of the whisk: "This is it..."
After saying that, his eyes rolled, evil intentions suddenly arose, and he reached out and quickly smeared the cream on the tip of Chu Yinlong's nose.
"Hey!" Chu Yinlong was stunned, then laughed, "You are just naughty!"
He raised his hand to wipe the tip of his nose, then took out a wet tissue to wipe his hands. Unexpectedly, just as he had finished cleaning, Jiang Dao smeared a small amount of cream on his face again.
"Okay, you dare to come!" Chu Yinlong narrowed his eyes, smiled and pretended to be angry. He picked up a large piece of cream from the mixing bowl with two fingers and was about to smear it on Jiang Dao's face.
Jiang Dao grabbed Chu Yinlong's wrist and begged for mercy cheerfully: "Hey, don't! Don't, Teacher Chu! Hey...Brother Long! I was wrong!"
Seeing him begging for mercy and looking confident, Chu Yinlong suddenly became playful and refused to let him go no matter what: "No, let me wipe it too."
“I won’t let you put it on! Stop making trouble, there won’t be enough to make the cake later…” Jiang Dao pushed Chu Yinlong’s wrist, but was no match for his strength. Finally, he was forced to the corner of the restaurant, with his back pressed against the wall.
Seeing those two fingers covered with butter getting closer and closer to his nose, Jiang Dao was afraid that he would not be able to escape this time. He didn't know where the idea came from, so he decided to take the initiative -
He raised his chin, stuck out his tongue, and quickly licked the cream on Chu Yinlong's fingertips into his mouth.
The warm, moist softness disappears at the touch.
Chu Yinlong felt as if an electric current instantly passed from his fingertips into his heart, freezing him in place, unable to move.
Jiangdao stuck out the tip of his tongue and quickly circled his lips, licking off the cream that accidentally got on the corner of his mouth.
Then he smiled at Chu Yinlong with curved eyebrows and eyes: "Thank you for the hospitality, Teacher Chu."
Chu Yinlong's Adam's apple rolled suddenly.
He stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Dao's chin, using some force with his fingertips; he stared into Jiang Dao's eyes, the emotions in his eyes could no longer be suppressed; he moved closer and closer to Jiang Dao little by little...
Suddenly, a timer beeped in the kitchen and both of them froze at the same time.
Jiang Dao's eyelashes trembled, and he whispered, "...The potatoes are ready."
Chu Yinlong let go, took a half step back, and slowly exhaled.
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