An hour later, both Shen Jue and Shang Jiayu were given liquid.

Shen Jue opened the notebook and had a liquid infusion while meeting, and Shang Jiayu on the side finally calmed down in front of Shen Jue. This morning he ate half of the leaves of Sauerkraut and succeeded in food poisoning. When he saw the doctor, after the doctor asked what he had eaten, he was silent for a long time. Later, he gave Shang Jiayu the simplest intelligence test. , Is to ask Shang Jiayu what can and cannot eat.

Shang Jiayu lost his face. Now he is ashamed and unbearable. He doesn't dare to quarrel with Shen Jue any more. He tries to shrink himself into a ball, trying to reduce his sense of existence. When Shen Jue's meeting is over, both of them have lost their liquid. He didn't speak any more, just followed Shen Jue silently.

After walking a few steps, Shen Jue stopped suddenly and looked back at Shang Jiayu. Shang Jiayu's melancholy at this time was almost the same as the poor pot of green radish on the balcony of Shen Jue.

"How long are you going to stay at my house?" Shen Jue has already seen Shang Jiayu's difficulties. Now Yao Zhan is going on a business trip. Shang Jiayu probably refuses to leave. He is too lazy to spend his tongue. It is better to ask the other party clearly. How many days do you want to live?

Shang Jiayu blinked and stretched out his fingers to forget, "Brother Zhan will be back in five days."

"Then I will only take you in for five days. As soon as five days arrive, you will immediately go to Yao Zhan." After Shen Jue finished speaking, he continued to the elevator.

When Shang Jiayu saw Shen Jue turn around, he squashed his mouth, but soon followed. Shen Jue drove to the hospital. On the way back, Shang Jiayu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, touched his deflated belly and whispered, "Brother, what shall we eat later?"

"You haven't finished eating the pot of green dill? You can continue to eat." Shen Jue's voice was very cold.

Shang Jiayu choked, and after a long time, he said, "I was wrong. I won't eat green dill anymore. But, brother, can you eat the daffodils next to it?"

Shen Jue was silent and didn't want to talk to Shang Jiayu anymore.

After returning home, Shang Jiayu immediately lay down on the sofa. Of course, his eyes were fixed on Shen Jue. He was wondering when Shen Jue would go to the kitchen to cook, but he waited and waited until Shen Jue changed. After finishing the home furnishings, I went to the study and was taken aback.

Afterwards, he immediately got up and followed to the study. He looked at Shen Jue who had already sat down in the chair, "Brother, are you not hungry?"

Shen Jue put on his glasses, "I'm not hungry."

But he was starving to death!

But Shang Jiayu didn't dare to mumble loudly now. He looked at Shen Jue, and finally sat down beside Shen Jue's feet. He reached out and hugged Shen Jue's calf, "Brother, I'm really hungry. The narcissus doesn't taste good at first sight. You can make me something to eat. You can eat anything you like."

The sound sounded pitiful.

Shen Jue frowned and wanted to kick Shang Jiayu away, but as soon as he kicked him, Shang Jiayu wailed, as if Shen Jue was abusing him. Upon seeing this, Shen Jue passed the phone on the desktop, "You order something to eat."

Shang Jiayu didn't answer, but said aggrieved: "I don't like to eat takeaway. It's cold when I bring it here. My stomach can't stand it. Brother, I really will die."

Shen Jue raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and could only stand up, "Let go."

When Shang Jiayu saw Shen Jue get up, the expression on his face immediately turned into a smile. He let go of Shen Jue, got up from the ground, and quickly reported a list of dishes, but Shen Jue only glanced at him and said lightly : "Food poisoning, only porridge."

Shang Jiayu: "..."

After a while, he said again: "Can you put some ham? I like ham."

Shen Jue did not satisfy his wish, but Shang Jiayu was a little happy when he found eggs and minced meat in the porridge, but when he found that Shen Jue's bowl was chicken, the little excitement disappeared instantly.

He looked into Shen Jue's bowl and swallowed his saliva, "Brother, is there chicken in your bowl?"

Shen Jue ignored him.

Shang Jiayu seemed to be accustomed to Shen Jue’s cold face, and said: "The chicken looks delicious, brother, can you finish it all by yourself? If you can’t finish it, I can help. I’m very helpful. of."

Shen Jue raised his eyes and glanced at the other person, "Don't you want to drink porridge?"

A very calm sentence, but Shang Jiayu seemed to hear the murderous intent behind this sentence, and instantly closed his eyes back, drank his own porridge, just took a few sips, and couldn't help but look up at Shen Jue. Especially when Shen Jue was eating chicken, his eyes were a little straight.

In fact, Yao Zhan didn’t have a good meal after his job. Yao Zhan always took care of him. He was not allowed to do this or go there. So as soon as the opponent left, he ran out to play. In fact, he hasn’t had a day and a half. I had a good meal, and now I finally eat something warm, but it's just a bowl of porridge. Although this bowl of porridge tastes good, it is still not as delicious as chicken.

In ancient times, plum is hoped to quench thirst, and now Shang Jia hopes to quench his gluttony with chicken.

When Shang Jiayu thought about it, he felt pitiful.

Shen Jue naturally knew that Shang Jiayu was staring at the chicken in his bowl. He still had very explicit eyes. He had the illusion that the person opposite was not Shang Jiayu, but a stray dog ​​who had been hungry for many days. The stray dog ​​was staring at the chicken in his bowl.

He paused and couldn't help but raise his head, and as soon as he raised his head, Shang Jiayu quickly lowered his head as if nothing happened.

Shen Jue was silent for a while, and still said, "There is still in the kitchen. It should be cooked badly. You can install it yourself."

When Shang Jiayu heard these words, he immediately raised his head, his eyes were so bright as the stray dog ​​who had had a meal on the road. He looked at Shen Jue and suddenly laughed, "Brother is really nice."

Shen Jue saw Shang Jiayu smile, and regretted it, but since he spoke, he couldn't take it back.

Shang Jiayu quickly got up and filled a bowl full of chicken. He ate slowly. After he finished eating, Shen Jue returned to the study. He looked down at the empty bowl on the table and then at the study room with the door closed. After thinking about it, he took the initiative to put away the bowl and chopsticks. He received the dishes in the sink, nodded in satisfaction, washed his hands and went to the living room to watch TV.

Of course he can't wash dishes, he has never washed them.

In his cognition, being able to put away the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen is a very hard housework, but he never does housework.

When Shang Jiayu watched TV, he saw that it was dark and he was hungry again, but before Shen Jue came out of the study, he touched his stomach a little unhappy, but soon he got up and felt it. The entrance of Shen Jue's study.

He knocked on the door, "Brother, it's seven o'clock exactly, you should rest for a while."

No one paid attention to him, Shang Jiayu had to twist the doorknob, but Shen Jue locked the door, he couldn't get in, and didn't dare to take the key to open the door in front of Shen Jue, so he had to return to the living room.

He was so hungry that he could only sleep.

Shang Jiayu fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, he smelled the fragrance.

Without opening his eyes, he got up first, then half-squinted, and followed the smell into the kitchen. He saw the young man wearing a blue apron. The other party was facing away from him. I don't know if it was because of the apron. He felt that the other party seemed to have a thin waist at this time, which seemed a little different from usual.

Shen Jue was loading the plate, and suddenly a warm object was attached behind him, and that object was still pressing his head on his shoulder.

"Brother, it smells so good, what are you eating tonight?"

"Head." Shen Jue said in a cold voice.

Shang Jiayu snorted and put his head back, but soon, he peeked his head from the side to see what was in the pot, and his eyes lit up again when he found that it was meat dishes.

"Would you like to eat this tonight? Great!" Shang Jiayu cheered.

Shen Jue handed the assembled plate to Shang Jiayu, "Take it out, don't stand here."

Too annoying.

When Shang Jiayu saw the plate he was handing over, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he took the bowl and chopsticks according to Shen Jue's instructions. Shen Jue directs Shang Jiayu to do these things, just not wanting the other person to stand behind him all the time, and he can't drive them away. But Shang Jiayu's heart is a little bit strange now. No one has ever asked him to do these things. This kind of thing is very annoying, but after doing it, it doesn't seem to be that annoying, especially when he finds that after finishing one thing, Shen Jue can do one less thing.

It turned out to be such a feeling to help.

So after the meal, Shang Jiayu took the initiative to clean up the dishes again. This time he cleaned up in front of Shen Jue. After finishing the meal, he deliberately walked to Shen Jue's side, blinking constantly.

Shen Jue frowned, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Shang Jiayu sighed and pointed to the kitchen.

Shen Jue frowned more tightly, but he didn't bother to pay attention to Shang Jiayu, bypassing the other party to go to the study, but as soon as he took a step, he was pulled by his arm, "Brother, should you say something to me?"

Shen Jue turned around annoyingly, but found that Shang Jiayu was looking at him expectantly, and he was taken aback for a moment. He understood that this guy wanted to be praised. Shen Jue didn't want to be entangled with each other, so he said quickly: "Good job."

These three words made Shang Jiayu's eyes brighter. He let go of Shen Jue's hand with satisfaction, "Brother, go to work, I'm watching TV."

Shen Jue turned around and heard Shang Jiayu humming a song behind him before he walked to the study.

He seemed very happy, humming one after another, Shen Jue was too noisy, so he could only put on headphones.

Shang Jiayu in the living room didn't realize that he had caused Shen Jue's distress. He lay on the sofa and watched the dog-blood love story on TV, his feet flickered. He didn’t know many songs. They were all the songs he learned when he was in school. He was still singing "Only mother is good in the world", but when he sang, the lyrics became "Only brother is bad in the world"...

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good night.

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

20 bottles of ACopricorn and Cute Ball; 10 bottles of Chufang; 9 bottles of Baiyi Butage; 8 bottles of non-dry wine; 5 bottles of ahyo; 2 bottles of pistachio;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!