After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Chapter 116 This is my home

Yu Jing always kept in mind what Yi Zongyu said: Is the gate of the community yours?

Neither the elevator nor the corridor belongs to him, so he doesn't intend to express his opinion.

Until Yi Zongyu stood beside him and watched him unlock and open the door.

He even raised his feet and showed signs of walking into the house.

Yu Jing couldn't help but speak.

"this is my house."

"I know, what's the matter." Yi Zongyu said as a matter of course.

"..."

Yu Jing stood in front of the door in a daze and repeated, "This is my home."

"and then."

"...It seems inconvenient for you to come in."

"Didn't you just say that it's dangerous during a typhoon and asked me to go home as soon as possible?" Yi Zongyu asked.

Yu Jing:?

He pointed his finger toward the sky.

"I mean you should go back to Fenghuayue Mansion."

Yi Zongyou raised his eyebrows slightly, "You actually know Fenghuayue Mansion, have you been there before?"

As if he had been fooled by the other party again, he shook his head and tried to clear the water in his brain.

Before finding a corresponding strategy, Yi Zongyu acted like a businessman going to the table for negotiations.

"Since you've been to my house, I can come to yours now, let's be fair."

"..."

Yu Jing bit his lips until they turned red, but he didn't know what to say. What the other party said seemed to be correct.

Yi Zongyu stared at his moist lips for a while, then walked straight inside, passing the owner of the house.

Yu Jing: “…”

The lights in the living room were off and dim. It was a simple one-bedroom apartment, and one could almost smell a faint scent of soap.

"Should I change my shoes?" Yi Zongyu began politely.

"Ah, let me see if there's your code."

Yu Jing turned on the light and started rummaging through the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

He remembered that Chen Ce helped buy these things. There were two pairs of slippers that were relatively large and should be able to be worn by Yi Zongyu.

"Found it, you can wear this pair."

Yi Zongyu lowered his eyes and looked at him.

"Whose is this?"

"..."

Yu Jing let out a cry and seemed not to react.

"This is new, no one has worn it."

Yi Zongyu remained unmoved, "If I don't come, who will wear these shoes?"

Yu Jing didn't understand what he was talking about. In his eyes, as long as it was new, he could wear it and entertain guests.

"I'm not giving it to anyone. Many of the things in my house were bought by Chen Ce...my friend, and the size he bought is not suitable."

From this angle, Yu Jing squatted on the ground like a kitten, his round black eyes looking at people eagerly with a hint of doubt.

Yi Zongyu looked at his moist lips and said.

"it is good."

It’s harder to serve than a hamburger, Yu Jing muttered to himself.

Say burger, burger will arrive.

It had just completed surgery and had an Elizabethan collar around its neck, like a little lion. It meowed at the two people at the door.

"Hamburger, I bought you a small can."

Yu Jing started communicating with it on his own. He opened a can of shredded chicken and goat's milk and poured it into the kitten's bowl.

The tin box is very sharp and if you eat the burger directly from it, you may scratch your mouth.

Yu Jing squatted beside it and touched its furry head. The posture made it look like some small animal.

It's soft and easy to fold.

Yi Zongyu walked closer and looked at Yu Jing's hair whorls.

"What did you just call it?"

"Hamburger."

Yu Jing explained while making a circle with his hands, "It's the edible burger."

The expression was so silly and cute, Yi Zongyu asked again.

"Why did you choose this name?"

Yu Jing muttered, "Just take it at random."

After saying that, he lowered his head guiltily and continued to look at the hamburger and eat.

Yi Zongyu didn't say anything. Some people are just not good at lying.

"Your nose has gotten longer."

"what?"

Yu Jing stared blankly at him as he began to inspect his home, starting with a quick walk around the living room.

The living room was simply furnished and since they had just moved in, there weren't many things there, so Yi Zongyu started to explore the bedroom.

Yu Jing squatted on the ground and continued to touch Hamburger's head. Suddenly he remembered something, and he suddenly stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"wait……"

Before he could utter the last two words, he saw Yi Zongyu had already picked up the photo frame beside the bed.

It was a photo they took in Sydney that summer. The soft yellow sunset covered the Harbour Bridge, reflecting the sparkling water. Yu Jing looked at the camera with his eyebrows curved, and the man next to him was looking at him.

The light captured at that moment almost burst through the glass frame.

Yi Zongyu observed very carefully. When one loves someone, eyes never lie. They must have loved each other to the extreme.

"Why did you touch my things without permission?"

Yu Jing started to get angry out of guilty conscience and took the photo frame back from him, with the label of "being punched in the face" on his head.

"Excuse me."

Yi Zongyou said nonchalantly, "I just saw that the person in the photo looks more like me."

Yu Jing swallowed his saliva, feeling like he was caught.

"That's not a reason."

"So what should I do? I've already touched your things without permission, so why don't you touch mine too?"

Yi Zongyu approached, and the cool aura from his body followed him.

Yu Jing pinched his fingertips in a useless way, and his earlobes almost turned red.

"I do not want."

"Really."

"real."

Yi Zongyu raised his hand and touched his ear.

"So hot."

Yu Jing froze, and a blush spread like an electric current from the places he touched to his cheeks and neck.

It felt like a little man appeared in my heart and was beating like a drum, beating very fast.

"You..." He was a little embarrassed, "Are you like this to everyone now?"

"Not really." Yi Zongyou seemed to be smiling, "This is returned to you."

The sky outside the window was filled with dark clouds. After the typhoon hit, the leaves on the trees were shaking violently, and occasional muffled thunder was heard, almost engulfing the entire city.

Yi Zongyu cooked dinner. Even though he had lost his memory, his cooking skills were still there, which was amazing.

Fortunately, Yu Jing stocked up some vegetables two days ago. He was worried that he wouldn't be able to go out during the typhoon, so even if he couldn't cook, at least there was some stored food at home.

"How does it taste?" Yi Zongyu kept looking at him after he finished eating.

"good to eat."

"Will I cook for you before?"

Yu Jing's eyelashes fluttered twice and he thought for a long time.

Should he say it? If he said it, wouldn’t it be a disguised admission that he often went to Fenghua Yuefu?

"Designer Yu, are you deaf?"

"No." Yu Jing choked, "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm curious. I think you're eating delicious food."

Looking at the slightly red tip of his ear, Yi Zongyu rubbed his index finger slowly, resisting the urge to pinch it.

"You used to cook a lot."

"to whom."

"......Give me."

"Okay." Yi Zongyou raised the corner of his mouth, "Got it."

It was almost eight o'clock after dinner.

The strong wind and heavy rain caused many trees on the street to lean unsteadily, and the ground was dirty, but the rain seemed to have just started.

Yu Jing looked out the window and asked worriedly, "How are you going to get back?"

"Where to go back to?" Yi Zongyu sat on the sofa and stroked the cat, his tone indifferent.

"Go back to your home."

Yu Jing was very worried and said seriously, "Why not let Han Ning pick you up? It's too dangerous during a typhoon."

"You will die if you go out in such bad weather." Yi Zongyou said.

Yu Jing did not refute. He was also afraid that something might happen to Yi Zongyu on the road. After all, safety comes first.

But when he looked around his own home, the only place to sleep was the bed in the bedroom and a small sofa, which was no room for this noble god.

Yi Zongyou's eyes moved to the cake on the corner of the table, "Whose birthday is it?"

"No one, I just bought it casually."

"Xue Feihan said that you refused to come to my birthday party because you had a date."

"..."

Yu Jing knew that hair color could not determine a person's reliability. Even though Xue Feihan looked more serious on the surface, he was still cunning in nature.