Chapter 30
It was already late at night when Song Shiyu escaped from Bai Siang's noisy atmosphere and returned to his apartment.
After taking a hot shower to wash away my fatigue, I picked up my phone and found an unread message from Gu Chun: "Xiaojiu, I'm having a private party tonight. Are you interested in coming over?"
I looked at the time and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.
The meaning of a party starting at this point is self-evident.
Song Shiyu tapped his fingertips and politely declined: "No, thank you, Brother Gu."
After putting down the phone, my thoughts involuntarily drifted to Ji Zhiqi.
I wonder what he's doing now? I'll go see him tomorrow.
How about... go buy some vegetables and cook him a meal? From what I remember, Ji Zhiqi seemed to prefer light flavors.
He sent a message to Ji Zhiqi, asking him if there was anything he particularly wanted to eat.
Ji Zhiqi replied quickly, his tone as gentle as ever: "I'm not picky about food."
Looking at this message, Song Shiyu's lips curled up slightly.
He carefully recalled Ji Zhiqi's eating habits and quickly prepared a menu in his mind:
The main dish is the refreshing and sweet **Coconut Chicken Hot Pot**, the soup base is made by boiling fresh coconut water with tender chicken, which is sweet and not greasy;
Paired with a refreshing **Asparagus Stir-fried Shrimp**, the asparagus is crispy and tender, and the shrimp is chewy;
Another one is **Crab roe tofu**, which has a tender and smooth texture, and is fresh and delicious;
Finally, it is supplemented with a simple **Garlic Broccoli** for a balanced nutrition.
Well, that should be good.
It has been a long time since he cooked. The cooking skills were taught to him little by little by the director's mother when he was a child in an orphanage.
Thinking of the director's mother, Song Shiyu felt a soft worry in his heart. He wondered how she was doing now...
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The next day, Song Shiyu got up early.
He planned to go to Ji Zhiqi's place early to prepare the meal because there was an important meeting at the company in the afternoon.
After purchasing fresh ingredients from a boutique supermarket, he drove to Ji Zhiqi's residence.
This was his first official visit to Ji Zhiqi's house. His palms gripping the steering wheel were slightly sweaty, and he felt an indescribable nervousness and anticipation.
I rang the doorbell and the door was quickly opened.
Ji Zhiqi was wearing comfortable home clothes, with his hair hanging softly in front of his forehead. When he saw it was him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly took the heavy bag of ingredients from his hand.
"Why did you buy so much?" Ji Zhiqi carried the things into the kitchen, turned around and looked at him with a smile.
Song Shiyu took the opportunity to put his arm around his waist, his tone a little proud: "Of course I'm going to show you my skills and let you taste my cooking skills. It would be best if I could fatten you up a bit." As he spoke, his hand dishonestly touched Ji Zhiqi's firm and flat abdomen, feeling the clear muscle lines under the cloth, and he felt a little distracted.
Ji Zhiqi chuckled, grabbed his restless wrist, and lowered his voice with an ambiguous threat: "If you keep touching me, I'm afraid you won't be able to make this meal today."
Song Shiyu's ears felt hot, and he withdrew his hand awkwardly, smacking his lips: "Okay, it's more important to feed your stomach first." After that, he tied on an apron and started to busy himself in the kitchen.
Ji Zhiqi did not leave, but leaned lazily against the door frame, following Song Shiyu's figure with focused eyes.
Watching him skillfully wash the vegetables, cut them, and heat the oil in the wok, Ji Zhiqi's thoughts drifted away.
He thought of the day in the lounge when Song Shiyu was confronting his father Ji Wei. His calm and composed aura, his unyielding spirit, was very handsome.
Thinking of his eyes that were always filled with tiny rays of light and undisguised love when he looked at her, it was very cute;
Thinking of the silent yet powerful hug he gave me when I was feeling down, and the tenderness of complete acceptance, it was very heartwarming.
Especially... when I think of him being aroused, with flushed cheeks, tears in the corners of his eyes, and rapid breathing while trying hard to please me, it's very charming.
A mixture of relief and sadness surged in my heart.
How lucky he was to meet such a Song Shiyu in the short time that might be left in his life.
He walked forward, gently put his arms around Song Shiyu's waist from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder.
Song Shiyu felt his attachment, and without stopping his hands, he just tilted his head and rubbed his cheek, with a gentle curve at the corner of his mouth.
About an hour later, several delicious dishes were served on the table.
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