"Sis, Mom was really scared by this door god today!" Jiang Xiaowei chuckled. "She used that feather duster for over ten years, and it just died of old age!"
Jiang Mianmian was shocked. "What? Huo Yu dares to lay a hand on Mom?"
"No!" Jiang Xiaowei described it to her, "Mom was so angry because the kitchen was too messy. She grabbed the feather duster just to pretend, but she got more and more agitated and accidentally hit him..."
"As a result, the feather duster broke in two."
Jiang Mianmian opened her eyes wide.
"Sis," Jiang Xiaowei looked towards the porch and lowered her voice, "this person isn't a door god, he's Iron Man, isn't he?"
Jiang Mianmian was both amused and exasperated, and sent her younger brother back to sleep.
She stared at the plate of fried rice on the table for a while, then, as if possessed, walked to the porch.
Huo Junyu slept cautiously, his body turned to one side, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and the sheet covering only his stomach.
His exposed arms and calves had strong, perfectly defined muscles, exuding masculine vigor.
Jiang Mianmian quickly lowered her head, averting her gaze and those fleeting thoughts.
And so, everyone got through the first day peacefully.
The next morning, Jiang Mianmian quietly went downstairs.
Weekends are usually the busiest time for the store. Jiang Youcai and Su Aiqian get up early to buy goods and then organize the shelves before opening.
Jiang Xiaowei has a habit of reading aloud in the morning, and at this time she should be reading English in the park two blocks away.
Jiang Mianmian walked to the porch and found that Huo Yu was not there either.
Just as she was wondering what was going on, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.
Jiang Mianmian turned her head and saw Huo Yu, wearing a T-shirt and shorts, walking towards her. He looked like he had just finished exercising, his angular face showing a bit of determination, and his strong body was bathed in the morning light.
The T-shirt clung tightly to her body, slightly damp with sweat, outlining her perfect inverted triangle figure.
Jiang Mianmian's gaze inadvertently fell on his two nipples...
"What are you looking at?" Huo Junyu asked in a low voice.
Jiang Mianmian quickly turned her face away.
"It's nothing," she said softly. "I just... just wanted to ask if you slept well."
"fine."
Huo Junyu casually wiped his face with a towel.
Jiang Mianmian looked at him. He always seemed to be so sparing with his words, and his face was expressionless, keeping people at arm's length.
Having grown up in a lively atmosphere, she assumed that the world was lively as well.
The two stood quietly on the porch, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.
Jiang Mianmian took a deep breath and, trying to make conversation, asked, "Did you make the fried rice last night?"
Huo Junyu paused slightly, then mumbled a reply: "Mm."
"that……"
Jiang Mianmian originally wanted to complain, but she changed her words to three words instead: "Thank you."
Firstly, she and he were practically strangers, although they had had a relationship once, though it's unclear whether it actually happened.
Secondly, it's already quite an achievement for him to cook dinner for her. Her parents taught her from a young age to be grateful to others and to appreciate the good in others.
but……
The man didn't seem to appreciate it.
His expression remained cold as he said to her in a deep voice, "You don't need to take it to heart. It's my first day here, I couldn't very well come empty-handed."
"So you're buying a few lobsters to pay the rent?"
"Rent?" Huo Junyu turned to look at her, raised an eyebrow, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Aren't we 'married'? You're still charging your husband rent?"
"you……"
Jiang Mianmian was taken aback by his comment, and her face instantly turned red. She stared at him blankly, speechless.
Huo Junyu chuckled twice and stopped teasing her.
His folding bed was still standing outside the porch; he picked it up with one hand, ready to put it back in the corner.
As he brushed past Jiang Mianmian, he saw her bright red earlobes and could even clearly see the fine hairs on her face.
The girl's natural fragrance wafted into his nose.
A sudden thought struck him, and he paused, whispering to her, "Thank you for the bed too."
Jiang Mianmian looked up and met his eyes. The deep look in his eyes struck a hidden part of her heart.
"Oh, right. I wanted to talk to you about something!" Jiang Mianmian suddenly remembered, "It's about the marriage certificate..."
Huo Junyu went inside and drank a large glass of water without saying a word.
“Huo Yu…” Jiang Mianmian licked her lips, expressing her concerns, “I invited you to my house as a temporary measure; I didn’t want to provoke that Gu family again! But Gu Zihan said she needed to see our marriage certificate, otherwise she would cause trouble again. Although this might just be a spur-of-the-moment decision, I feel she’s capable of doing something like this, so…”
"So you're not really going to get a marriage certificate with me, are you?"
"Of course not!" Jiang Mianmian denied it outright.
A slightly amused smile appeared on Huo Junyu's lips.
"I just... I just wanted to discuss this with you." Jiang Mianmian's voice lowered. "Could you stay at the shop for the next few days? I'm afraid Gu Zihan won't let this go and will send people to cause trouble at the shop again..."
Huo Junyu paused for a moment, then understood what she meant.
She probably wanted him to be the door god at home first, and then go to the shop to be the door god.
Huo Junyu smiled slightly, took out two clean clothes from his luggage bag, and went into the restroom.
Soon, the sound of rushing water came from inside. Jiang Mianmian stood outside, unsure whether to stay or leave, pacing back and forth.
She stared at the bathroom door. This man really was a monster! Would it kill him to say a few more words?
He didn't say whether he agreed or not about what happened just now.
In short, he seems to do everything according to his own whims.
Jiang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed she would have to handle this herself.
At this moment, the sound of running water stopped, the bathroom door opened, and Huo Junyu walked out wearing a clean T-shirt and shorts, drying his hair as he walked. His long legs were very eye-catching, and he still smelled of shower gel.
"Why……"
Before Jiang Mianmian could finish speaking, Huo Junyu left home without looking back.
This man's thoughts are as unpredictable as the weather in June.
Jiang Mianmian crossed her arms, rolled her eyes at his back, and slammed the door shut.
Huo Junyu didn't show his face all day, and it wasn't until the small supermarket closed in the evening that he knocked on the door to return to the Jiang family.
The family was having dinner together when Jiang Xiaowei kindly brought a chair and was about to get some bowls and chopsticks when Huo Junyu stopped her. "No need."
"Huh?" Jiang Xiaowei was taken aback, then joked, "Do door gods really not need to eat?"
Jiang Mianmian gave him a wink.
Huo Junyu didn't care what he said. He glanced at Jiang Mianmian, then took out two red books from his pocket and placed them on the table.
"What is this?" Jiang Xiaowei asked curiously, picking it up to look at it. Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "A marriage certificate?!"
Jiang Youcai and Su Aiqian were also stunned, looking at Huo Junyu with confusion.
Jiang Mianmian was startled, her heart pounding.
He... actually managed to get a marriage certificate?
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