Chapter 18: chapter 18

Back in Mingyuan, Ji Linchen put her on the table and asked the servant to take an ice pack and put it on her ankle.
Tang Shumi's legs were hanging in the air, her right foot was held by Ji Linchen, and her left foot couldn't help shaking back and forth.
"Don't move." Ji Linchen raised his head and frowned.
The swaying legs stopped immediately, and Tang Shumi said inwardly, "I see."
Ji Linchen stood up, pulled out the chair and sat down, put her feet on her lap, and continued to apply ice packs.
After ten minutes, most of the red and swollen ankles disappeared. Ji Linchen removed the ice pack and found Yunnan Baiyao spray in the medicine box.
"It smells so bad." Tang Shumi covered her nose and raised her eyebrows, "Stop spraying, just one spray is enough." She disliked the pungent and unpleasant smell.
Ji Jinchen ignored her and sprayed several times on her ankle.
Why don't you listen to her? She said she stopped spraying if she stopped spraying!
Tang Shumi snorted dissatisfiedly, and broke free from his restraint, Ji Linchen let go in time.
Tang Shumi supported the desktop with both hands, supported her body with her arms, and slowly slid down. She touched the ground with her left foot first, and bent her right knee upward.
Before his toes touched the ground, Ji Linchen, who couldn't stand it, supported his legs with one hand, and put his upper body with one hand through the soft long hair, and hugged him into the bedroom.
"I haven't washed yet—" Tang Shumi wanted to say that she didn't want to go to bed before taking a shower, and choked back with the grunting noise from her stomach.
The roots of her ears were red quickly, and quickly spread to her cheeks.
"hungry?"
Tang Shumi’s lip line was drawn into one, and there were three big exclamation marks on the top of her head. Didn’t you ask it knowingly? !
Ji Linchen was used to her always sullen expression, put her down blankly and turned around out of the bedroom.
Tang Shumi lay back and slammed straight on the bed, facing the ceiling, the light pierced her to raise her hand to cover her eyes.
A dog man is always a dog man. I don’t know how to say "What do you want to eat? I will let the servant make it for you."? Thanks to her just now, the overwhelming maternal love felt sorry for him being poisoned by Zhu Man since childhood.
Now she really wants to applaud Zhu Man, and cheer.
The bay window was not closed, and there was a gust of wind blowing outside, and the cream-white gauze curtains surged like waves, and there was a crisp sound of collision of aluminum pots and magnetic bowls.
Tang Shumi raised her head suddenly and pointed her ears to listen. After a while, she straightened her upper body and sat up.
She remembers that there is also a kitchen on the third floor, but it has never been used.
Tang Shumi rolled over and climbed out of the bed, with the center of gravity on her left foot, slightly lifted the other one, and jumped out of the bedroom.
"Are you cooking?" Tang Shumi poked her head out of the door frame.
The kitchen lights are bright, and the brand-new cabinets are shiny.
Ji Linchen stood in front of the cooking table. He was very tall, and the marble table was not as tall as his waist.
He heard the sound, turned his head, frowned slightly: "Why came out?"
He looked down, Tang Shumi involuntarily hid his feet back.
Tang Shumi blinked: "Do it for me?"
"Yeah." Ji Linchen turned around and continued to focus on the boiling water in the pot.
Tang Shumi's eyes lit up, but soon her brows pressed down, and her eyelids drooped: "The dog has finally realized it?"
Ji Linchen glanced at her brightly and said coldly, "Speak well."
Tang Shumi said: "Can you understand?"
When did Ji Linchen's village go online.
Obviously Ji Linchen didn't want to talk to her: "Wait a few more minutes, you can sit outside."
Tang Shumi didn't listen. Instead, she raised her foot and jumped in. When it was about to arrive, she couldn't stabilize her body. She leaped forward and encircled Ji Linchen's waist from behind.
Fortunately, Ji Linchen stood firmly and was a certain distance away from the pot.
He tilted his head, frowned slightly, and said in a light tone, "Hold and wait."
Tang Shumi: "..."
Who wants to hug you? Just not standing still!
The mouth is so good-looking, how do you say such ugly words?
Tang Shumi looked at the pot, it turned out to be the dried noodles she wanted to eat, and fireworks instantly lit up in her mind. Su Zhen was talking in her ears all day, Tang Shumi was brainwashed, and her mouth popped out subconsciously: "Ji Linchen, mother loves you!"
Ji Linchen was startled for a while, and said in a voice that seemed to be flattering, "Dad loves you too."
His eyes floated over, his tone indifferent but inexplicably seductive.
Tang Shumi was taken aback: "When did you surf the Internet?"
"One night." Ji Linchen still looked cold and cold, as if it were just a simple answer.
"..."
Tang Shumi thought of something that shouldn't be thought of, and instantly blushed, avoiding his sight and returning to the pot, changing the subject: "I don't want scallions, no MSG, and put a little less oil."
"Oh, add another fried egg." Tang Shumi thought for a while and asked him, "Can you fry it?"
She has never seen Ji Linchen cook, cooking noodles is simple and easy to operate, but fried eggs have technical content.
Ji Linchen stared at her with obvious contempt in his tone: "You don't mean I don't."
"..."
Tang Shumi: OK, you can do everything, you are really amazing.
"I want a candy heart, don't paste it, I won't eat it." Tang Shumi squatted her mouth and dropped this sentence and jumped out.
The noodles are quickly ready, she is a small bowl, and Ji Linchen is a big bowl.
The two sat facing each other.
Tang Shumi took a closer look. Next to the green vegetables are sliced ​​ham sausages, and the yellow and orange fried eggs cover the center. The color matching is good, and the appearance is also acceptable.
Then leaned down and sniffed, the fragrance was tangy and not greasy. She nodded with satisfaction, and then picked up the chopsticks.
Ji Linchen scoffed at her for fear of eating pig feed.
Tang Shumi first tried to take a bite of the fried egg, and the sweetness of the heart-wrenching heart overflowed between her lips and teeth. She was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Ji Linchen, as if she wanted to see through him
When did this dog man even fry his sweetheart? It was cooked just right.
Tang Shumi looked at him like a monster, Ji Linchen couldn't help being a little amused: "Don't look, I have time to teach you."
The corner of Tang Shumi's mouth rose, blinked, and then leisurely raised her left hand, pressed her to make an orchid shape, and looked at it carefully.
Ji Linchen automatically translated what she meant—don’t want to let my Qianqianyu hand touch the spatula.
Oh, really the daughter he used to come out of.
Tang Shumi put down her hand, took a small bite of noodles, and moved her cheeks up and down: "When did you learn it?"
Ji Linchen replied indifferently: "University."
Seeing that he didn't mean to say much, Tang Shumi didn't want to understand his past desires, so she said "Oh", lowered her eyes and continued to eat noodles.
Halfway through the meal, Tang Shumi was thirsty and raised her head to look at him: "I want to drink water."
Although Ji Linchen was cold, he would still go if he asked him to get a bottle of water, besides, her legs and feet are inconvenient now.
Ji Linchen really simply put down his chopsticks and got up and went to the kitchen. Soon, he came out with two bottles of water.
"Not this, I want to drink Yi Yun." Tang Shumi looked at the pure water in his hand.
After speaking, she was taken aback, would Ji Linchen think she was too busy?
Ji Linchen stopped there, his brows lowered slightly, as if he was pressing down with impatience.
I'm impatient with such a small matter. He has seen through this kind of virtue.
Tang Shumi pursed her lips, and reluctantly said, "Forget it, forget it, just this."
Unexpectedly, Ji Linchen did not come, but turned and walked towards the kitchen. Shu Mi was a little surprised for a while.
Is it true that the dog man has an epiphany?
Knowing that she should hold this flower of wealth in this world to coax her in your hand?
After Tang Shumi finished blowing the noodles, she jumped to the sofa and lay down. She ate her hands and rubbed her stomach a bit, rubbing her while looking at her phone.
The more I watched, the more sleepy I couldn't help but yawn. Ji Linchen finished cleaning the kitchen and walked to the sofa and asked her: "Go back to the room and sleep."
"Yeah." Tang Shumi put down the phone and propped up her upper body, scratching her hair, looking sleepy.
Ji Linchen hugged her directly into the bathroom.
"You go out and I will wash it myself." Shu Mi looked at Ji Linchen who hadn't left with a little embarrassment. She swept into the bathtub for the rest of her life, and her mind was full of pictures from that night.
Can't use it, really can't use it.
Ji Linchen lowered his eyebrows and turned to leave. Tang Shumi locked the door and undressed on the washstand.
After washing for more than an hour, Ji Linchen knocked on the door and asked if she was okay. Tang Shumi happened to be wearing her nightdress and quickly answered. For fear that he would pull her out and throw her on the bed like the first night after returning home.
Tang Shumi wrapped her shower cap and opened the door, while Ji Linchen stood in the doorway waiting to help her.
After helping her to sit on the bed, Ji Linchen went to the bathroom and took out the hairdryer.
Tang Shumi reached out to take the hair dryer, but Ji Linchen didn't give it to her. Instead, he plugged in the plug and turned her around without saying a word.
Hurring sounded in her ears, with a hand on her shoulder and neck, Tang Shumi froze her neck, but quickly relaxed.
His movements were very gentle, he lifted up his hair a little bit and blew, and the warm wind brushed her cheeks.
Tang Shumi sat still, and in front was a wall lamp, dizzy with orange light, quiet and gentle.
"Do you want to apply essential oils?" Ji Linchen turned off the hair dryer and only half dried.
Tang Shumi shook her head: "I don't need it today." She raised her hand and touched her hair, the upper part was blown dry, and the hair tail was still wet. Ji Linchen has a good memory, and she still remembers the last time she blown her hair in the hotel.
"Blow again, just blow dry."
The air blow sounded again, and Tang Shumi's mind suddenly had an idea.
Ji Linchen took the wrong medicine today?