C30 (2/2)

It was only because she had a brain that she thought for a moment that Qi Yanjun was afraid of losing himself. Even if he wasn't afraid of losing himself, at least twenty years of their relationship wouldn't be enough to make her lose a spot in his heart.

Now it seemed that she had overestimated him.

Lan Yue turned around silently. There was no response, and she did not see Qi Yanjun's right hand support against the wall.

”Where did you go yesterday?”

Lan Yue poured two cups of water and sat down on the sofa.

”He went out for a walk alone. His phone is out of battery.”

Qi Yanjun stood in front of her, his body arched towards her, his arms supporting her on the sofa, forming a narrow space, trapping her inside, looking down at her unhappy little face, with a smile that was not a smile, and a playful tone, ”Do you know how many benefits you have caused me to lose because of your willfulness?”

Lan Yue's beautiful face turned cold as she asked.

”Did I ask you to look for me?”

”What a heartless woman.” Qi Yanjun pretended to sigh, then straightened his body and fell onto the sofa, his head resting firmly on her thigh. He closed his eyes and said lazily, ”I don't care, I went to find you last night, you have to compensate me.”

”...”

Lan Yue asked angrily.

She wanted to say something, but when she saw the cyan on his eyelids and the wrinkled blue suit that he obviously hadn't washed in two days, she couldn't help but fall silent. She turned her head away, refusing to look at his face and asked dryly, ”How do you want me to compensate you?”

Qi Yanjun grunted and yawned, his voice carried a trace of sleepiness.

”I'm hungry, go cook.”

Lan Yue frowned, she wanted to resist the urge to slap him, ”How am I supposed to cook when you're like this?”

Qi Yanjun turned his body over, his face facing her lower abdomen. He rubbed his nose a bit, sighed first, and then said in an ambiguous yet helpless tone, ”Although I want to eat you more, but I don't have the strength to do so right now. I'll probably be very weak later on, and I'm afraid that you'll be disappointed, so I might as well eat first.”

”...”

Lan Yue really wanted to exclaim that his face was full of venom. This man's vulgar nature and shameless character was really vile that she had never seen before!

”Wait!”

She stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Qi Yanjun chuckled, and with a relaxed manner, he said, ”I want to eat Spanish seafood rice.”

He even ordered?

Lan Yue wanted to strangle him to death, but she couldn't help but feel angry at herself for being useless. Why was it that even now, she still held a trace of nostalgia for this man?

”Qi Yanjun, after you finish eating, scram!”

She snorted and disappeared into the kitchen.

Qi Yanjun was not angry either, he only watched her figure move back and forth in the kitchen, his lazy gaze gradually became hazy, as if he was trapped in a layer of mist. At first glance, he seemed to be in a mysterious dream, but upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to notice a hint of gentleness, but more of it was complex, a kind of indescribable complexity.

He pinched the center of his brows, his entire being in a daze.

”Eat!”

With a ”pa” sound, Lan Yue placed the seafood dish on the tea table, and glanced at Qi Yanjun who had his eyes closed, ”The ingredients here are not complete, I'll make do with it.”

Qi Yanjun stopped thinking about it and sat up. Just as he was about to speak, Lan Yue had already started speaking gloomily.

”Don't be so shameless as to let me feed you.”

”...”

Qi Yanjun looked at her, and did not say a word, but looked at the colourful seafood dish in front of him, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes that was hard to detect. After saying that, Lan Yue was also stunned for a moment, she had a reason for saying that.

kindergarten, primary school, junior high, she had all gone to school with Qi Yanjun. Because her mother had left early, and her father had been out wandering around the world all year round, she was used to self-reliant, and would always bring a seafood restaurant before school every day.

kindergarten and primary school were fine, but at the age when they were just starting junior high, there were countless people jeering that they were in love, making her feel embarrassed. On the other hand, Qi Yanjun was still calm and at ease, neither admitting nor denying those rumors.

It was at that time that she had a dream about Qi Yanjun.

”It tastes good, just like before.”