Chapter 192: You are still the president, but you are just farming.
The porcelain spoon made a slight sound when it knocked against the edge of the blue and white bowl. Lu Shiman pressed the shrimps dipped in sauce onto the tip of the rice, and the soup slowly seeped into the gaps between the rice grains along the edge of the spoon.
Her wrist swung two inches from Ji Lin's lips, and a drop of oil fell on his silver-gray tie and spread out.
"Oops, it dripped onto my shirt. It's all your fault. Why are you wearing clothes when you don't have anything to wear~"
Lu Shiman's counter-attack made Ji Lin laugh deeply: "Is there something wrong with wearing clothes?"
"Well, if you don't wear clothes and it drips on your skin, I can lick it for you. But if it drips on your clothes, I can't just hold it and lick it off, and it won't be clean."
Ji Linshen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he held the spoon in his mouth.
Lu Shiman's fingertips were numbed by the heat of his breath. When she pulled her hand back, her little finger rubbed against his lower lip, glistening with moisture under the light.
"Where's our son?" The low, hoarse voice shook the air. A pair of bony fingers clasped the edge of the soup bowl and took it from her hand.
“Is it that similar?” Lu Shiman chuckled and pulled his hand back: “That’s better than your actions like feeding an animal.”
Seeing that Ji Linshen's appetite was better than before, Lu Shiman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as it’s edible.
"Today's blueberries are big and fresh. I'll go wash some." She stood up and went back to the kitchen.
The kitchen sensor light gradually lit up with the sound of her footsteps, and the splashes of water from the stainless steel sink wet her cuffs.
Amid the sound of running water, she stared at her reflection in the oven's glass door and slowly loosened her white-clenched knuckles.
Ji Linshen hid his emotions very well, but she still caught every emotion he inadvertently revealed and every imperceptible tremor.
She doesn't know how to comfort others, nor does she know what to say to comfort them.
But she knew that a proud man like Ji Linshen would not want to expose his wounds to the sun.
Lu Shiman didn't want Ji Linshen to lick his wounds alone in the dark. She knew how that felt, and it was very uncomfortable.
Lu Shiman turned off the faucet. The blueberries in the drain basket had a frosty luster. She adjusted her breathing in front of the oven glass door until the smile reflected in it was once again stained with a sweet honey color.
The sensor lights lit up one after another as she turned around.
When he returned to the restaurant, the porcelain bowl in front of him was empty and his chopsticks were placed parallel to each other on the chopstick rest.
"Look, I said these blueberries are big." She put down the fruit plate, picked up one and put it in her mouth.
She rubbed her wet fingers against his cuffs, and the water stains created dark cloud patterns on the fine fabric.
Ji Linshen grabbed her wrist before she could withdraw it: "Who did you learn this from?"
Lu Shiman smiled and pulled her hand away, scratching her nails across his palm: "You, don't you just like to stick your finger in everywhere?"
Ji Linshen was not paying attention and was taken onto the highway again.
Seeing that he was staring at her and not eating the blueberries, Lu Shiman picked up another one and stuffed it into his mouth: "You said that tap water can't be drunk directly, then why can fruit washed with tap water be eaten directly?"
"There is a water purification system at home." Ji Lin took a deep bite of the blueberry, and the sweet juice burst in his mouth, and his heart calmed down little by little.
"I'm asking you about east, west, south, and north. You answer me up, down, front, and back." Lu Shiman glanced at him and said, "You're still a president, but you're just farming."
Shaking her hands, she hooked her arms around Ji Linshen's neck and sat skillfully on his lap: "Do you want to hear the story of Huo Beiyan's affair with my third brother?"
Ji Linshen grabbed her waist and said, "You want to tell me gossip in the restaurant?"
Rubbing her head against Ji Linshen's neck for a while, Lu Shiman said, "I'm so tired from cooking for you. I don't have the strength to walk anymore."
"My little lover, carry daddy back to the room." Lu Shiman raised her head and smiled, biting his chin.
"My identity is really changeable." Ji Linshen hugged her, stood up and walked towards the elevator.
"Hey, I need to eat the washed blueberries." Lu Shiman looked back at the blueberries he had washed with great effort.
Ji Linshen adjusted his holding posture, the muscles of his left arm stretched into smooth lines, and when he held the fruit plate with his right hand, two blueberries rolled to the crook of his elbow.
Lu Shiman quickly caught the two blueberries.
He stuffed one into his mouth and rubbed the other against his lips. When the peel cracked, tiny drops of juice burst out, and a few drops splashed onto his collar.
Ji Lin's Adam's apple slid as he swallowed, his jawline stained blue under the overhead light, and pale blue veins appeared on the back of his right hand that was supporting her knee.
"Blueberries cost several dollars each, we can't waste them." She took the opportunity to stuff the fruit stem into his shirt pocket.
Ji Lin lowered his head, his shirt had been torn into pieces by her.
Walking to the elevator, Ji Lin bent his elbows and pressed the up button. The blueberries in the fruit bowl rolled to the edge with the movement, but Lu Shiman pushed them back to the center with his knee.
She pressed her face against his neck and chuckled, her falling hair entangled in his platinum cufflinks, swaying in tiny arcs of light as she walked.
The moonlight from the floor-to-ceiling window at the corner streamed in, casting their overlapping shadows on the floor, like intertwined branches growing in the night.
In the bathroom, Ji Lin was taking a shower with the door closed.
Lu Shiman got a small stool from somewhere and sat at the bathroom door, chattering.
One second he was talking about his third brother and Huo Beiyan having dinner, and the next second he changed the subject to the gossip he saw with Qin Jiaojiao in the afternoon.
Ji Linshen was taking a bath and couldn't let her words fall to the ground.
Lu Shiman talked to himself, and after a while he felt it was boring, so he simply pushed the door open, moved a small stool, and sat at the shower door.
The water vapor on the frosted glass condensed into thin streams, and Lu Shiman's raised legs cast a shadow in the warm light.
The plastic bench creaked as she leaned forward, her fingertips drawing circles on the misty tiles. "I suspect my third brother has a special fetish."
She suddenly hooked her toes on the shower door frame, the sliding door track made a sound, and steaming white mist rushed out and wrapped around her ankles.
When Ji Linshen wiped away the foam in front of his eyes, he saw her shining eyes peeking through the crack of the door, and the water droplets rolled down her brow bone into the clavicle.
The movement of closing the valve with his backhand caused the muscles in his back to flow, and the remaining water flowed along the groove of his spine and into his waist. "Do you need supervision when you shower?"
"I want to talk to you."
Lu Shiman pulled the bench closer to the door: "Are you listening to me?"
"Yes."
"Then repeat it."
"You said that the third brother has a special fetish."
When Ji Lin squeezed the shower gel deeply, the bottle made a sticky squeezing sound, and the dense foam slid down the muscle texture of his forearm, splashing star-shaped foam on the tile floor.
A loud "gulp" sound of swallowing saliva was heard in the bathroom.
Ji Linshen's palm, which had been wiping across his chest, suddenly turned and grasped the door handle with the foam still on it.
Lu Shiman leaned back in panic and almost knocked over the bench, but his wet instep hooked onto the bench leg and pulled it back to its original place.
Amid the sound of dripping water, his damp index finger suddenly touched her brow: "Since you are so fascinated by this, why don't you come in and inspect the goods?"
Lu Shiman stood up and kicked the bench back: "Okay~"
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