After Zhuochuan finished washing up, Jiang Yucheng was still lying on the sofa, sleeping like a corpse, and Ergouzi's head was resting on his butt, with his eyes squinting and a very comfortable look on his face. Zhuochuan muttered in his heart with malice: Dogs really can play with each other.

When Chu Li came down slowly from upstairs, Zhu Chuan was wiping the table with a rag. When he saw her coming down, he threw the rag away and stared at her with his eyes...

Chu Li looked down at the work he was doing, and the corners of his lips twitched: "That's a dishcloth, are you using it to wipe the table?"

"Why are rags classified as high or low?"

"Why don't you use the rag you use to clean the toilet to clean the table?"

Chu Li walked over, snatched the rag from the man's hand, muttering "What's the use of it?", bent down and quickly wiped the table clean, then walked to the entrance cabinet with ease, opened the top cabinet door, and then turned around to look at Zhuchuan.

Zhaochuan stood still and looked at her motionlessly.

Chu Li: "Either come and help me get it, or bring me a chair."

Zhuochuan stood up and walked behind Chuli. All the furniture in the house seemed to be tailor-made according to his height. The man could easily see everything in the cabinet by standing there. He lowered his voice and asked, "...What do you want?"

Chu Li: "New rag, second box from the right."

Zhuo Chuan reached behind him and indeed took out the corresponding item. He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It really is there. When did you put it in?"

“Big cleanup before the New Year.”

Zhuo Chuan stood there holding the rag, surprised that someone who knew his family better than he did had appeared in his home without him noticing when - where everything was placed, when Er Gouzi should eat, how to arrange the dishes in the kitchen sterilizer in the most scientific way, how many meals the rice in the rice jar would be enough for...

——An invisible intrusion that is not unpleasant.

——It even makes one feel like their heart is jumping for joy.

At this moment, Chu Li, not knowing what was wrong with the man whose eyes suddenly became passionate, snatched the rag from the man's hand with a cold look, turned around and walked into the kitchen... Zhu Chuan hesitated and followed Chu Li into the kitchen. The sink was clean. It had never been polluted by oil smoke since she left. However, every time Zhu Chuan would specially ask the cleaning lady to clean the kitchen, as if he was confident: it is better to clean it, at least wipe off the dust, because it might be used the next day, as long as the people who need to use the kitchen are coaxed back.

Chu Li lowered her head and washed the dishes that Zhuchuan and Jiang Yucheng had used last night. The man followed her like a little tail throughout the whole process. When she bent, he bent too. When she moved one centimeter, he moved one centimeter too. She washed the dishes with detergent, and he took them from behind naturally, raised his hand and put them into the high disinfection cabinet...

During the whole process, he stared at the clear water flowing on the back of Chu Li's hand or the delicate bubbles bursting, watching them passionately and noisily make out with her skin, and then bursting or flowing by without any care... Blue veins could be vaguely seen on the back of her hand, and Zhuchuan stared at it and couldn't take his eyes off -

For the first time, I discovered that tap water or detergent could also be the object of his jealousy.

Chu Li: "..."

The man's gaze was too scorching.

It's not that she didn't feel it.

Several times, Chu Li wanted to turn around and ask Zhu Chuan how long he was going to follow her, but she endured it all the time... until all the things were washed, she found herself trapped between the sink and the man's chest. She turned around with difficulty: "What are you going to follow me to--"

time.

However, before she could say anything, the next second, she was suddenly carried to the dry cooking table! Chu Li screamed softly, bent down and put her hands on the man's shoulders...

At this moment, the man tilted his head slightly, his nose very close to her - the hot breath he exhaled sprayed on her chin. He was like a large dog, rubbing her chin with his nose tip intentionally or unintentionally in an intimate way: "How long are you going to be angry with me?"

My jaw itches a little.

Warning Chu Li that someone seemed to be trying to commit a foul.

Chu Li lowered her eyes, watching the man's eyelashes trembling slightly due to his breathing, and she suppressed the urge to scream "You might as well commit a crime" and said in a cold voice, "I don't know, maybe forever?"

"You blame me for not actively acknowledging our relationship. This is just a misunderstanding. We've already hugged and kissed. Who else could your boyfriend be but me?"

The man raised his hand and pinned the hair that fell by her cheek to the back. His fingertips rubbed her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally. His other hand, which was on her waist, quietly slipped into her coat and pressed against her waist through the thin pajamas, tightening it——

She parted her lips and gasped silently.

The waist was completely filled with the scorching heat transmitted by his big hands.

"Then you mentioned Mr. L. Oh, by the way, you were always angry because I didn't tell you that Mr. L was Zhuchuan. I didn't tell you because I thought it was unnecessary."

Chu Li's eyes widened.

But the next second, I heard the man slowly say in a matter-of-fact voice: "Because Mr. L is yours, Zhuchuan is also yours."

He said this very seriously, like a professor wearing glasses standing in a university classroom reading the Constitution. There was no flattery or rhetoric from beginning to end. People like him always speak to state the facts.

This makes this sentence an extraordinary love phrase.

His hand on her waist slid down along her waist and the edge of her nightgown, then slid down to grab her toes, which were a little cold because she had taken off her slippers when sitting on the kitchen counter. His hand was able to completely cover one of her feet in the palm of his hand, and his fingertips kneaded her round feet, and then slowly rose...

Reach under the skirt.

When it landed on her calf, Chu Li could no longer suppress the shudder and closed her eyes.

The man put a little force on the hand on her cheek, pressing her lips to a very, very close distance from him before stopping... He breathed in the fragrance of her bath milk to his heart's content, and then enveloped and devoured her with his own breath...

"I'm angry precisely because you never cared about these things before I got angry..."

The kitchen was eerily quiet.

Chu Li tightened her hands on the man's shoulders, she opened her eyes and looked at him steadily, for a moment, seeing those thin lips so close, she almost couldn't help wanting to kiss him again -

"I'm angry because you never take the initiative. You never tell me that you like me, never give me a hug, never affirm our relationship," Chu Li said hoarsely, holding the man's face carefully with her soft fingertips. "Look, now, we should have a kiss, but you still stopped and waited for me to kiss you."

“…”

"If a person can take the initiative once and twice, can she take the initiative all her life?"

Chu Li's voice was soft and gentle.

"Zhuchuan, I can't always chase after you, look up at your back, and follow your footsteps... I will devote my whole life to waiting for the moment when you remember and look back at me like a pet, and I will cheer for joy."

The hand that was on the man's cheek was taken away, and the hand on the man's shoulder was clenched into a fist.

Then she pushed him away.

She jumped off the kitchen counter, lowered her head to adjust the hem of her skirt and the emotions on her face, took a deep breath, raised her head and looked at him, and asked seriously: "Zhu Chuan, when will it be your turn to take the initiative?"

After saying that, she turned around and left the kitchen. It seemed as if the words just now had exhausted all her courage. Her steps were a little hurried when she left... She didn't look back, so of course she didn't see the man frozen in the posture of being pushed away by her. He just tilted his head and looked at her back.

His eyes were dark and gloomy.

…

When Jiang Yucheng woke up at noon, everything in the house had returned to normal.

Jiang Yucheng didn't know what happened in the kitchen that morning. He only knew that Chu Chuan seemed to have lost his soul and his eyes only followed Chu Li all day long, like a brat staring at candy that he couldn't eat...

It wasn't until dinner time in the afternoon that the weather outside turned from sunny to cloudy and it started raining again.

Chu Li absentmindedly pressed the remote control to change the channel every three seconds while holding chopsticks in her mouth. Jiang Yucheng occasionally discussed the plot of the popular TV series with her. Zhu Chuan raised his foot and kicked Jiang Yucheng, raising his eyebrows: "Why don't you leave?"

Jiang Yucheng lowered his head and took a bite of rice: "Will I make you bankrupt by eating your rice? I will leave when Chuli leaves. Well, after all, you two are not officially boyfriend and girlfriend. I am afraid that you will be embarrassed."

Zhuchuan rolled his eyes to the sky and wanted to blow Jiang Yucheng's head off on the spot.

Chu Li sneered but didn't refute. At this moment, she pressed the remote control in her hand and the TV switched to a certain channel. A familiar-looking middle-aged man was being interviewed on TV. He spoke in a very leadership style.

[I am still very happy. Ah, my son's work can be recognized by the senior judges. This is a big progress... When he was young, he was not the kind of genius child that everyone said. He also liked to write those messy things. At that time, I always told him: Don't write nonsense. Literature is a way of conveying ideas. Articles must have their own souls and thoughts to express. Only such things are meaningful. If you want to write something, write something useful and meaningful...]

Chu Li twirled the chopsticks in his mouth and thought, who is this? He looks familiar.

But before he could say anything, he heard Jiang Yucheng next to him laugh: "Oh my god, Ah Chuan, your dad!"

One of Chu Li's chopsticks fell to the ground.

After a closer look, I found that the man being interviewed was indeed a middle-aged version of "Zhu Chuan". The headline of the news below was:

[The new work "Luohe Divine Book" by the new generation popular writer Zhu Chuan was shortlisted for the "Golden Bough Award"]

Chu Li was so shocked that his eyes widened and he put down the bowl.

I picked up the phone, but before I could figure out who to ask about the situation, Yu Yao called.

The TV is showing a live broadcast!

Thirty minutes ago, Zhuo Chuan's "The Divine Book of Luo River" was announced to be shortlisted for this year's "Flower Branch Award", becoming the only young people's oriental fantasy novel among many classic literary works!

This is the first shortlisted work of Yuanyue Society this year!

The only work of Yuanyueshe's new publication Moonlight has finally been included in this literary palace that symbolizes the highest honor in the country...

Such a lofty place——

Even if you just go in and take a look!

The editorial department of Moonlight magazine is delighted! ! ! !

Chu Li was holding the phone, and was also so excited that he was speechless. The feeling of "hard work finally paid off" and "the son has grown up" was probably stronger than that of Jo Gu Xuan who was being interviewed on TV...

God knows how much effort she put in to get Zhaochuan to agree to submit "The Divine Book of Luo River" for review!

He finally nodded and agreed.

now.

The book was shortlisted.

It’s shortlisted ahh ...

Chu Li sniffed, too excited to speak clearly. He looked up at Zhechuan and then at Jiang Yucheng. He was just about to think of some lines to officially send Yu Yao off and then hang up the phone to find a place to cry excitedly, when he heard Yu Yao say, "We are taking the editors from Yuanyue Publishing House to Zhechuan's house for an interview. We can't let other media take the helm of such good material... We'll be there in a few minutes. Where are you? Do you want to come over? After all, you're the editor, so it's good to say a few words—"

Chu Li: "..."

The surprise suddenly turned into shock.

What's the point of going through this? I'm just sitting on the sofa in Zhuochuan's house, holding his bowl, eating his rice, and using his dog as a footstool.

Chu Li hung up the phone immediately and jumped up, walking around the living room like a headless fly... When Zhe Chuan grabbed her wrist and asked her what was going on, she said in a panic: "Boss Yu Yao and his men are here to interview you, and they're already at the gate of the yard..."

It is raining heavily outside now.

Looking at the thin nightgown Chu Li was wearing...

Zhuchuan immediately had a fucked-up expression on his face.

Jiang Yucheng laughed out loud without being kind—

While they were talking, Zhuchuan's phone rang. It was Yu Yao calling to ask how to get to his home number...

Zhuchuan hesitated, stood up and hid all the things "belonging to women" in the house. When Jiang Yucheng asked in a low voice, "Did you do the same thing when I came last time?" Zhuchuan was greatly inspired. He picked up the first gift, dragged it into his room, and stuffed it into the cabinet.

At the same time.

The doorbell rang.

Chu Li let out a cry, picked up the hem of her skirt and hid in Chu Chuan's closet...

Jiang Yucheng stood up and opened the door...

The two dogs are howling randomly...

Chu Li was about to close the closet door...

At the same time, there was a sudden thunder outside the window!

The hand that was grasping the closet door trembled, and suddenly retracted. Lightning flashed outside, illuminating her panicked and pale face in the closet, and then another earth-shaking thunder struck down -

In the dark closet, Chu Li curled up her knees and covered her ears with her hands to try to block out the thunder outside: she was not that afraid of thunderstorms, but the noise of the strong wind and rain tonight was too loud, as if it wanted to strike someone to death.

"Where is Mr. Chu Chuan?"

"Inside the house, you guys came too suddenly, he was running around the house in his shorts!"

"Why is Teacher Jiang Yucheng here too?"

"Am I not quite normal? Haha, I might be the most normal one among all the options in his house right now."

The sound of conversation outside the door came into my ears.

Chu Li: "..."

mard.

What nonsense is Teacher Jiang Yucheng talking about!

Chu Li shrank into the closet. She couldn’t see anything in the darkness. She groped in the dark and randomly pulled a large coat from Chu Chuan to cover herself. She felt a little safe… She was thinking, “Why did the boss choose the time so well?” “Is he an editor or a reporter? Why is he trying to steal news from a reporter?” “Will there be thunder again soon? This is so unlucky. How many times do I have to hide in the closet? I have my own room, so why do I always have to hide in the closet? I feel so wronged.”…

At this time, it was quiet outside.

Chu Li slightly removed the hands that were covering her ears: Zhuchuan, are you leaving?

She stretched her body slightly and lifted her head from her knees. At this moment, through the gap in the closet, she suddenly realized that the person who was standing in front of the closet seemed to have not left...

What is he doing?

Not leaving yet?

Chu Li stretched her neck curiously, grabbed the edge of the closet with her hands and pulled open a crack, then raised her head and looked at the man who was standing silently in front of the closet. She hesitated and said, "What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Get out now, I'm not here..."

I mean, I'm fine here.

Just then, another thunderbolt fell——

She paused and almost bit her tongue.

At the same time, the closet door that she had just opened a crack was suddenly grabbed by a large hand from the outside and forcibly opened.

Chu Li was startled by the movement again. She looked up at the man standing outside the closet. She opened her lips in surprise and just said the word "you". The next second, her eyes suddenly went dark... The man standing outside put his hands on the edge of the closet, bent down, and kissed her lips.

Chu Li was stunned...

All the panic caused by the sudden visit from Lei Ming, Yu Yao and others left her body at this moment. She stared wide-eyed in the darkness, hearing the sound of heavy rain hitting the eaves outside. In her ears, she could only hear the man's calm and steady breathing...

His cool lips covered her slightly trembling lips.

The tip of his tongue caressed the shape of her lips...

His breathing became hotter and hotter, and the sound of many people talking could be heard in the living room...Until Chu Li felt his lips becoming hot as well, and even a little stinging from the other person's pecking, he let her go.

"You asked me, when will it be my turn to take the initiative..." The man's hoarse voice came from above her head as he leaned against the closet, "My answer is, why not, right now."