The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 444
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[What to do if the person you slept with doesn’t want to
have sex anymore] Most of the search results were irrelevant. Ji Wenchen inadvertently clicked on a certain post, which also talked about emotional issues.
Post topic: [Why was he so cold to me after I had sex?]
The main building said in detail that they are both men, and the other person became a little cold towards him halfway through.
There are a lot of replies below. Some people say they are tired of playing it once they get it, while others are just playing it.
[Maybe it’s because the work is too bad, it makes me uncomfortable, and if I don’t agree in bed, I lose the joy of life…]
Ji Wenchen looked at this reply and turned off his phone.
Is the job… bad?
Ji Wenchen has no experience, and the only judgment he can rely on is Qi Yunxiao’s reaction.
In the master bedroom, Qi Yunxiao moved his hand holding the mouse away and touched the cup on the side. He drank another glass of water to the end. He looked at the time and saw that it was past ten o’clock.
It was quiet outside.
He arrived at the door wearing gray slippers, put his hand on the door handle, opened the door and went out.
The living room was dark, and the people who were sitting on the sofa had already finished washing and returned to their rooms.
Qi Yunxiao stood at the door for a moment, closed the door and returned to the room.
Early the next morning, Ji Wenchen made breakfast for the first time. Wearing pink slippers and the pink apron given to Qi Yunxiao, he walked out of the kitchen with porridge.
Seeing Qi Yunxiao, a bright smile appeared on his face.
”You’ve made this before, and what I made shouldn’t be as delicious as yours.” Ji Wenchen said.
Qi Yunxiao looked at the porridge on the table and paused while buttoning his cuffs.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
He walked over there and took a look.
The porridge is normal porridge, and there is nothing strange about it.
Ji Wenchen filled a bowl of porridge for him and placed it in front of him. He looked at Te Xianhui and said, “Have a try.” The
oven dinged in the kitchen. Ji Wenchen turned his head and looked over. Qi Yunxiao watched Ji Wenchen busy talking to a little bee. As if, I went to the kitchen, put on my gloves, opened the oven, and took out the baking pan.
There is paper on the baking sheet, and there are pieces of heart-shaped biscuits. There are nut snacks on the biscuits. The milky aroma is rich and appetizing.
It looks familiar. Ji Wenchen once asked Assistant Wu to send it to him.
”Is the porridge delicious?” Ji Wenchen turned his head and asked him.
Qi Yunxiao looked away and said “Yeah”.
Ji Wenchen put down the baking pan, took off his gloves, walked to the opposite side of him and stopped, holding the table with both hands, “Are you looking at me?” Qi Yunxiao raised his eyes: “What?” Ji Wenchen pointed to the porridge on the table
,
” You didn’t even move.”
Qi Yunxiao looked down at the porridge, speechless for a moment.
Ji Wenchen raised his hand on his left shoulder and stretched his neck. He tilted his head to the right. His neck drew a slender line. The protruding Adam’s apple was sexy. The cyan blood vessels in his neck were looming under the pale skin. His lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling. , “You…won’t look at me dumbfounded, right?”
Qi Yunxiao: “…”
”I don’t mind,” Ji Wenchen said, “You can look at it as you like.”
The porridge in the bowl was steaming, and Qi Yunxiao stirred it twice. I took a spoon and took two bites. The taste was a bit bland, and the seasoning was not well controlled, but it was not unpalatable.
”Have you eaten?” Qi Yunxiao changed the subject.
”No.”
Ji Wenchen sat down across from him, picked up a biscuit, blew on it to dissipate the heat, and put it in his mouth. The biscuits just out of the oven were still hot and tasted crispy with a slight sweetness. It’s bland, not his favorite taste, but Qi Yunxiao should think it’s just right.
He ate two biscuits, then sat across from Qi Yunxiao and filled a bowl of porridge. After taking a bite, he said that it was still not as delicious as Qi Yunxiao’s. Qi Yunxiao looked at him and asked him what he was doing up so early.
”To make breakfast for you.” Ji Wenchen said bluntly.
He is someone who never hides his thoughts. He puts it out in the open, and whatever he thinks is what he says.
Qi Yunxiao was silenced by his straightforward words.
Before leaving the house, Ji Wenchen put the biscuits into a paper box and seemed to be preparing to take them out.
Qi Yunxiao changed his shoes at the door, glanced twice, and looked away without leaving a trace.
Who is it for?
”The tie is crooked.” Ji Wenchen said.
Qi Yunxiao looked down. Before he could see clearly, a figure came up in front of him. He subconsciously took a step back and hit the door behind him with his shoulder, making a muffled sound.
Ji Wenchen in front of him casually put the biscuits on the shelf beside him and reached out to adjust his tie, but the distance was a little too close.
He didn’t seem to realize it.
Qi Yunxiao looked at his lowered eyes and could vaguely feel his breath spraying on his face, and his Adam’s apple rolled.
His cold fingertips lightly touched it, and Ji Wenchen pulled his tie, “Are you uncomfortable?”
Qi Yunxiao: “It’s time to go out.”
”I know.” He knew it, but didn’t let go.
”What else do you want to do?”
”Don’t you know best what I want to do?” Ji Wenchen said, “Can’t we exchange breakfast for a good morning kiss?” Qi Yunxiao turned around, kissed the corner of his lips, and stepped back
. , “Get out of the way.”
Ji Wenchen raised his hand and touched the corners of his lips with his fingertips, “It’s so perfunctory.”
Qi Yunxiao: “…We’re going to be late.”
”The boss is late, but it doesn’t count as late.” Ji Wenchen raised his hand and put it against his chin , kissed him directly, and licked the seam of his lips with his soft tongue.
Qi Yunxiao pressed his back against the door, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and grabbed the fabric on his chest until it was wrinkled. His knuckles were hard, his fingertips were white, and he was trembling pitifully. He inadvertently let out a muffled groan from his lips. Panting, his ears suddenly turned red.
