Acting Like a Cannon Fodder is the Best Life

The two stood at the door looking at each other for a while before Ji Juechuan remembered the reason why Yan Yan appeared at his door.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, turned around and walked inside: "Come in."

After walking a few steps, there was no movement behind him. Ji Juechuan frowned even deeper, and looked back.

Yan Yan was struggling to push the huge suitcase, pursing his lips hard, as if he was trying to **** his milk, but the suitcase only slid forward a little distance.

"..."

What did this person grow up on, and how can he be as strong as a kitten?

He strode over and grabbed the handle on the suitcase.

Yan Yan's eyes widened, trying to stop his movement: "This box is very heavy, I can't lift it..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Juechuan picked up the suitcase with one hand and left, and glanced at him lightly before turning around.

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment before following, watching Ji Juechuan walk up the stairs as effortlessly as if carrying an empty suitcase, and put his suitcase on the second floor without even panting.

It took two people to lift this box onto the car, but he was able to carry it up the stairs with one hand, his strength was too exaggerated.

It is estimated that a light punch can hit him on the wall, and the kind that can't be pulled off.

Yan Yan muttered in his heart, not noticing that Ji Juechuan, who was walking in front, stopped and bumped into his strong back.

"Which room do you want to sleep in?"

Ji Juechuan felt as if he had been hit by a ball of cotton wool on his back, which was light and weightless at all. If he hadn't seen the red spot on the tip of Yan Yan's small nose, he would have almost thought it was his own illusion.

Yan Yan raised his hand and rubbed his nose, looked left and right, just about to say whatever, then suddenly closed his mouth.

Ji Juechuan is usually in the company during the day, and he doesn't have many opportunities to get in touch with. The two of them don't have much time to spend together. It is estimated that they won't see each other until they get married.

Only by sleeping in the same room with Ji Juechuan can he have a chance to implement his plan.

Seeing that he didn't make a sound, but just glanced around with bright eyes, Ji Juechuan thought he was carefully choosing a room.

He waited patiently, and after a few seconds, he saw the young man blinking his misty eyes and pinching the corner of his clothes: "I want to sleep with you."

Ji Juechuan thought he heard it wrong, and his face darkened: "What?"

The young man seemed to be frightened by him. He looked at him timidly with his beautiful eyes, but he repeated softly on his mouth: "...I want to sleep with you."

This time he heard clearly, and his face became more serious.

I didn't expect this cat to be quite courageous.

Yesterday, she posted on the Internet saying that she didn't like him as a marriage partner, but today she turned her attitude 180 degrees, and even dared to ask to sleep with him.

Could it be that this person has always been so casual that even people who have only met a few times can sleep together?

Ji Juechuan didn't say yes or no, he folded his arms around his chest and looked down at him: "Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to break off the engagement, Madam Yan didn't agree?"

When Yan Yan was hit, his body froze for a moment.

If Ji Juechuan had to move in because he knew that he could not break off the engagement, then if he still behaved like the cannon fodder in the book, Ji Juechuan would definitely see the clue.

So he shook his head quickly: "I don't want to break the engagement."

After finishing speaking, he felt that he was being too deliberate, and bit his lower lip in confusion, "I... I don't think there is anything wrong with marrying you."

Seeing that the slender neck exposed by the young man's collar was dyed a thin layer of red, Ji Juechuan thought of teasing for some reason, and raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

After asking, I saw the boy's black eyelashes tremble, as if he was having trouble speaking.

Those eyelashes seemed to sweep over his heart, making his heart itch for a moment.

He was used to Yan Yan always answering his words slowly, and he didn't urge him. After a while, he heard him say softly and softly: "Because you are rich."

Unexpectedly, it was this answer, Ji Juechuan's face froze.

Yan Yan pondered for a long time before he figured out what was most likely to be said by the original owner. After he finished speaking, seeing Ji Juechuan's uneasy expression, he hesitated for a moment, and added a comforting sentence:

"And you look good."

Is this comforting him? The corners of Ji Juechuan's lips were pursed downwards, but he didn't feel comforted.

For a moment, he felt that his actions just now seemed to be humiliating himself, and he also felt that he was in a daze for asking such a question.

Besides money, what else could Yan Yan be willing to marry him for?

He didn't speak any more, picked up the suitcase and walked to a room, and opened the door with the other hand and walked in.

Seeing his silence, Yan Yan thought he was angry and dared not speak, so he followed him to the door of the room.

I thought that Ji Juechuan would take him to the guest room, but unexpectedly the light in the room turned on, and there was a master bedroom in front of him.

He stood at the door of the room and looked inside. The style of the bedroom was very simple, with almost no extra things. Only a few pieces of neatly folded clothes were placed on the bed, and only a few traces of life could be seen.

The astonishment on Yan Yan's face flashed away, he never expected that Ji Juechuan would actually agree to sleep with him.

Ji Juechuan carried the suitcase into the room and put it aside.

Although Yan's family had told him about cohabitation before marriage, he had long forgotten about it, and he didn't let anyone clean up the room. The aunt at home went back after finishing dinner. sleep in his room.

He doesn't like people coming into his room, but he can't let people sleep on the sofa. If the young master goes back to file a complaint, he will be annoyed again.

Anyway, when the room is cleaned up tomorrow, let the young master change rooms.

He put the suitcase and came out, and saw Yan Yan standing in the corridor outside the room waiting for him, the soft light illuminated his porcelain white skin, and his eyes under long eyelashes were round and beautiful.

Although he never liked to pay attention to other people's appearance, he had to say that this person's appearance was really impeccable.

Ji Juechuan withdrew his gaze and walked downstairs: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten." Yan Yan followed him all the way to the restaurant.

There are a few dishes on the table, they are not rich, but they are delicious in color and fragrance, but they have been placed for a long time and they are already cold.

Ji Juechuan sat down at the dining table, and Yan Yan sat down beside him from the corner of his eye.

"Didn't you already eat it?" Without looking back, he picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it into the bowl.

Yan Yan put his hands on his lap and sat obediently. Hearing this, he immediately became nervous, "Can't I sit here?"

Ji Juechuan paused for a while, then turned to look at him, but didn't speak.

He intuitively felt that Yan Yan was playing some crooked idea, so he put on a cute appearance in front of him.

But he didn't bother to think about it, what Yan Yan wanted to do had nothing to do with him, and he was not interested in Yan Yan's thoughts at all.

The sleeves were suddenly pulled a few times.

Ji Juechuan raised his eyebrows, with an expression of seeing what he was about to do.

"Can I eat together?" Yan Yan raised his head and opened his soft lips slightly. From this angle, he looked a bit like a kitten waiting to be fed.

Ji Juechuan inexplicably recalled yesterday in the car, this man was clutching his stomach, his lips were slightly pale.

Just take it as compensation.

He stood up and went to the kitchen to wash the bowl and chopsticks, and put them in front of Yan Yan.

Yan Yan was not actually hungry, he just noticed that there was no servant in Ji Juechuan's house, so he wondered if Ji Juechuan cooked the dishes himself.

If it was the original owner, he would definitely not miss this opportunity, pestering the protagonist to make it for himself next time.

While pondering in his heart, he picked up a chopstick of green vegetables and put them into his mouth. Unexpectedly, the taste was not bad.

Ji Juechuan glanced at him, "Tell Aunt Zhang what you like to eat tomorrow. I won't be back at noon, so don't wait for me."

Yan Yan took a moment to pick up the dishes, and then realized that these dishes were not made by Ji Juechuan.

But think about it, how can a busy person like the protagonist Gong, who is so busy with daily affairs, cook by himself.

Yan Yan curled his lips, scolding himself for being stupid in his heart.

Seeing him put down his chopsticks, Ji Juechuan frowned slightly.

The strength is like a kitten, and the appetite is as small as a kitten. How did this person grow so big.

He pushed the dish containing the fish in the direction of Yan Yan, and when he realized what he was doing, his face was unnatural for a moment, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

But Yan Yan had already noticed his movements.

He was still worrying that he couldn't remember the plot in the book, he always made some simple mistakes, he was a little distracted, and subconsciously wrinkled his nose when he saw the fish dish.

"This fish is so thorny."

The young man's beautiful brows and eyes were slightly wrinkled, revealing a trace of dislike. He looked a little delicate, but he couldn't be annoying.

The soft voice doesn't seem to be expressing dislike, but it seems to be acting like a baby and asking someone to help him pick a thorn.

Ji Juechuan's eyes stopped on his face, he lowered his head and picked up a piece of fish without bones and put it into his bowl, "Eat it."

Picky eaters are so picky, no wonder he is so thin, he can lift it with one hand.

Yan Yan stared at the fish in the bowl, and then saw Ji Juechuan staring at him, as if waiting for him to eat it. Although he didn't know why Ji Juechuan did this, but with the spirit of not wasting food, he obediently ate it.

Seeing that he was finally willing to eat the fish, Ji Juechuan felt inexplicably relieved, and then his face sank again.

This young master is really difficult to raise, troublesome.

After eating, Ji Juechuan was going to work in the study. He glanced at Yan Yan who followed him every step of the way, rubbed his brows, and planned to settle him down first.

He took people around from the living room on the first floor to the third floor, and took them around the backyard, but he didn't let the young master find a place he wanted to stay.

After visiting all the places, the veins on Ji Juechuan's forehead twitched, and he stood at the door of the study, impatient.

"I'm going to work. You can go directly into whichever room you like. The things in it can be used as you like."

The meaning of staying where is cool in the words is very obvious.

But Yan Yan obviously didn't understand what he meant.

I saw him blinking happily, walked into the study room behind him like a stream, and sat down on the sofa inside, with his two snow-white legs neatly side by side.

Ji Juechuan had never let anyone enter his study room before, and he clenched his hand on the doorknob for a moment, almost pulling the doorknob down.

After a while, he closed the door with a cold face and sat down at the desk.

At least let the young master find a place where he is willing to stay, he comforted himself.