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Chapter 104

Song Bai didn't reach out to pick it up, he looked at Ji Suiyun, his voice was very soft, as if he would be blown away by the wind if he didn't catch it carefully: "No need, I already bought it."

The smile on Ji Suiyun's face froze, and he visibly showed a little helplessness.Ji Suiyun lowered his head and handed the bag to Song Baikong's left hand, his words were bland: "Take it back and put it in the fresh-keeping box, it won't spoil too soon."

Ji Suiyun's icy leather gloves were attached to the back of Song Bai's hands, bringing a chill that was so transparent that it made people shiver.Song Bai shook slightly, but still took the bag.

"Return the umbrella to you, I'm going home." Song Bai whispered, holding the umbrella hand to Ji Suiyun.

Ji Suiyun didn't go to pick up the umbrella, he stared at Song Bai for a long time, and suddenly without warning, he cupped Song Bai's face in both hands in the small and low space, bowed his head and kissed it deeply.

With lips and teeth intertwined, Ji Suiyun patiently opened Song Bai's teeth with the tip of his tongue.Warm breaths are intertwined with each other, Ji Suiyun's mellow and sweet Qinan cold fragrance tightly wraps Song Bai up like a net, and the soft black hair on the collar of the coat scratches Song Bai's neck, bursting into waves itchy.

Song Bai wanted to struggle, but there were things in his hands, and the slight resistance movements on his body were absorbed by Ji Suiyun's generous and warm embrace.

"You smell like hot pot, and you smell like saccharin cream. Girl, I'm hungry, what should I do?" Ji Suiyun thought that he was thinking too much. After Song Bai cried on the phone that day, he couldn't sit still. The company He couldn't concentrate on handling the busy and trivial affairs at home, and the complicated interpersonal relationship was even more troublesome. He spent two days making some general arrangements and handing them over to his subordinates, then bought today's ticket to find Song Bai.After returning home, Song Bai was covered with the smoke and fire that made Ji Suiyun move his index finger before, making people want to swallow his heart.

"You're enough! This is downstairs of my house." Song Bai didn't have a chance to speak until Ji Suiyun let go. He was obviously a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to scold loudly because of the quietness of the night. The reproach made Ji Suiyun laugh in a low voice.

"I called you down when I saw the light in your parents' bedroom was off." Ji Suiyun scratched Song Bai's cheek a few times with his thumb: "Would you like to accompany me to the hotel?"

"Are you serious?" Song Bai watched Ji Suiyun's eyes turn cold, showing a faint disgust.

Ji Suiyun sighed slightly: "You're kidding, why do you get angry so easily?" Ji Suiyun reached out to take the umbrella: "Okay, I'll take you to the door of the unit, go back, don't be annoyed."

Ji Suiyun's behavior made Song Bai unable to say anything more, he turned his head away like he was gasping for breath, rubbing his lips hard with the back of his hand, and Ji Suiyun held an umbrella for him in the back without any hesitation to follow.

"Ah Bai, my heart hurts so much." When Song Bai walked upstairs without looking back, Ji Suiyun stood at the entrance of the corridor, raised his face and said softly to Song Bai.

Song Bai was able to see Ji Suiyun's slightly pale face clearly at this moment by the dim light of the voice-activated light. Ji Suiyun stood at a low place and looked up at him, revealing a bit of weakness for no reason.Only then did Song Bai remember that Ji Suiyun's chest injury had been healed for less than a week.

Song Bai didn't know what to say for a while.

"Go back, don't be afraid, I won't do anything, I'll be leaving right away." Ji Suiyun said softly, "I just miss you very much."

Song Bai pursed his lips tightly, after much deliberation, he didn't have anything to say, so he went upstairs without saying a word.

Both parents were asleep, the living room lights were turned off, the dark room looked cramped and oppressive, Song Bai's breathing became heavy and rapid, he didn't dare to stay in the living room, he ran back to his room a few steps, and heaved a sigh of relief after turning on the lights.Song Bai put the bag of fruit on the desk, because of the sudden cold and hot, a layer of fuzzy fog hung in the plastic bag.

Ji Suiyun came here for Song Bai, but he also talked about some business affairs by the way.He hadn't found an excuse to see Song Bai before, but when he was having dinner with several TV station leaders at night, the news that he had starred suddenly popped up on WeChat. Ji Suiyun watched it for a while, which Song Bai seldom posted on Moments.

He asked someone to go to the fruit shop to pick cherries and strawberries. After the assistant came back, he took a plastic bag to the bathroom in the private room under the surprised expressions of several leaders, and picked the most beautiful and well-proportioned ones one by one. Fruit, washed by hand for 10 minutes.

Song Bai ate a strawberry, it was sweet and cool.

The next day when the snow stopped, Ji Suiyun sent Song Bai a WeChat message saying that he wanted to eat cookies. Song Bai didn't reply to his message after a long time, so he didn't feel that he was too humble to send a second message.

"The wound hurts, and I always feel bitter in my mouth after taking too much painkiller."

Song Bai eats soft food but not hard food, he has a soft heart, and he has nothing to do at home, so if he thinks about baking a little, he should do it.

At night, Song Bai always had a premonition about Ji Suiyun. He lay on the bedroom window and looked down. The visibility tonight was much better than last night. Song Bai noticed when the red flag was parked downstairs with high beams. .

He didn't wait for Ji Suiyun to send a WeChat message, and went downstairs with the fresh-keeping box that had been placed on his bedroom desk in advance.

The car was parked at the corner of another adjacent building, in a very inconspicuous and unobtrusive location.

Song Bai knocked on the rear window, he was wearing thicker clothes than last night, bulging like a clumsy rice dumpling.

Ji Suiyun lowered the car window, looking quite surprised: "How do you know I'm here?"

Song Bai passed the food box in along the gap in the window: "Hurry up and take it, I'm going back."

Ji Suiyun hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Ah Bai, get in the car and sit for a while."

Song Bai shook his head, and the two balls of wool dangling from the hat swayed, looking extremely immature and cute.

"Come up quickly, or I will attract more attention if I go down."

Song Bai glanced around sensitively, after a moment of thought, he opened the door and got into the car.

Ji Suiyun took Song Bai's fresh-keeping box, and opened it with a light tap of his finger. He picked up a biscuit and brought it to Song Bai's lips: "Would you like a bite?"

"I'm tired of eating."

Ji Suiyun didn't force it, and took a bite himself: "It's quite funny to say, Ji Suian bought so many dim sum made by you when you were still at work, I never thought of trying it once."

When Ji Suiyun talked less, Song Bai was still happy and quiet, but now when he talks too much, Song Bai doesn't know how to answer.

After Ji Suiyun finished eating a piece of biscuit, he took Song Bai's hand and gently squeezed it: "Have you eaten any fruit? I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"No, I ate some, and there's still a lot left."

Ji Suiyun was silent for a moment: "Are you sure when will I go home with you?"

Song Bai frowned, obviously he didn't like such a topic: "Stay here for a few more days."

Ji Suiyun replied with a good temper: "It's fine, I happen to have dinner with some people in two days."

Ji Suiyun stretched out his hand to wrap around Song Bai's waist, his tone was like a sigh: "Ninny, give me a hug for a while."

Ji Suiyun really just hugged him honestly for a while, and then sent Song Bai home like yesterday.

After Song Bai went upstairs, he leaned on the window to watch. The car stopped downstairs for a long time before leaving.

Grandma Ren Xingxu was fine, he didn't know what he was thinking, and rushed back that morning on the sixth day of the lunar new year.