j&khouse, candlelight lit up. Although Ajiu is a person who doesn’t know how to be romantic, he still knows the scene of candlelight dinner. Krysta made an appointment to meet here, so he went to buy candles. The food he ate was ready-made, cold noodles, fried chicken, spicy rice cakes, beef balls, pasta and yi portions of soy sauce soup. It was not rich, but it was sufficient, and it was all loved by Krysta.

"What's this?" Krysta looked at the table full of food, laughing and crying, it was too inappropriate, candlelight dinner shouldn't be like this.

"There are no desserts, no red wine," Krysta murmured. Ajiu smiled, bent down and picked up a plastic bag, and took it out from the inside: "There are no red wine, no rice wine, no desserts, no milkshakes." He inserted a straw for Krysta and handed it over: "I bought it for you specifically, but it may be cold, so you can drink less."

"Oh" Krysta sucked the milkshake, picked up the chopsticks and rolled up the pasta and bit it in his mouth, and hummed with satisfaction. She had this kind of personality, and she came and went quickly. She was easily depressed and happy, and it was not difficult to coax her.

Ah Jiu's portion was cold noodles. He also ate it and drank another sip of soup: "The photos you sent me in the morning were almost scared to death. Who designed the style of this album for you? I thought it was a vampire."

"So brave" Krysta put down his chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken and corn and threw it into his mouth, leaning against the back of the chair in depression: "I'm so annoyed that I don't know if I can return smoothly."

"Aren't you preparing for a performance stage? What's wrong?"

"Sui, she has a boyfriend." Krysta pouted, and took care of Sui's affairs, and said angrily: "Although dating cannot be a bad thing, it's too teenager and it can't affect work. After all, we are a team, not ourselves, so we're too irresponsible. She can't listen to her and I, and I'm so angry."

Ajiu thought for a while and said, "Are you angry because she had a boyfriend that affected the team, or are you angry because she didn't listen to your advice?"

"Well," Krysta couldn't answer this question in the first time. After thinking about it, he said, "All of them are there. I think you can also have sex with your boyfriend secretly. You see, aren't we okay?"

Hearing this, Ajiu couldn't help but ascend to the sky, holding back his smile and teasingly: "So in your heart, are we already dating?"

Krysta immediately reacted, shy, and knocked Ah Jiu with chopsticks. He snorted: "Who has dated you, ghast, imsingeady, maybe I'll find a boyfriend tomorrow."

Ajiu picked up a meatball and fed it to Krysta: "Then we have to compete. I want to see how powerful the person who dares to grab my girlfriend I booked is."

"Hmph." Krysta's heart was sweet, and he looked at Ah Jiu, but he did not stimulate him anymore.

After dinner, it was already past 8 pm. But Krysta didn't want to separate from Ajiu so quickly. Ajiu saw what she was thinking. After packing the table, he offered to stay for a while. Of course, Krysta was very happy and pulled Ajiu to sit on the sofa watching TV. The two of them didn't do anything when they were up, and they just stayed there most of the time. But recently, the situation has changed.

At the beginning, I sat very far, and after a while I got closer. Ten minutes later, Krysta had already entered Ajiu's arms and snuggled up to his shoulders.

Ajiu was like a sculpture and didn't dare to move. He could hear his heartbeat, like a drum beat. It was endless, and it was getting faster and faster. Ajiu took a deep breath, opened his palms and moved his fingers, as if something was competing with him, and put his hand on Krysta's shoulder with great difficulty.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Yi shouted, as if a muffled thunder was exploding on his head. The two of them separated like electric shock and turned around at the same time.

Jessica's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were blurred, and she kept scanning the two of them.

"You guys! Give me an explanation!"

After that, she leaned straight backwards. Ajiu quickly flipped over the air on the sofa. Just as he was about to reach out to catch her, Jessica actually stopped. Her waist had already been tilted into a round arch, but she didn't fall down, which made Ajiu, a martial artist, amazed.

"What are you doing?" Jessica stared at Ajiu's eyes, and the bag in her hand was embarrassing him: "Stinky man, do you want to take advantage of it, right?" After scolding for a while, Jessica suddenly rushed over and hugged Ajiu's neck, leaving two words pressing against his ears: "Man"

"This" Ajiu looked at Krysta. It didn't matter if he was hugged, because he was mainly afraid that Krysta would misunderstand.

Krysta came over and took Jessica over and helped her to the bedroom. Ajiu followed behind and watched Krysta settle Jessica.

The two returned to the living room. Krysta sighed and said, "This is the price of 40 million US dollars. I have been attending this fashionable party with that man all day long. The birthday party was drunk for two days. I advised her not to listen." Krysta suddenly grabbed his hair and said in a very entangled way: "Why can't anyone listen to me? What am I wrong?"

Ajiu pulled Krysta's hand and hugged her in his arms with distress: "You did nothing wrong, but everyone has their own choices. I'm afraid they don't know whether it's right or wrong, or they all know, but they are willing to take it. This is their choice. If you do your own good, I will protect you and don't worry about these other people's business."

"Yes." Krysta's head closed gently, hugged Ajiu's waist, becoming tighter and tighter. It seemed that the smell of this man could give her a sense of security.

It was already midnight when Ajiu got home. He chatted with Krysta for a while and watched her fall asleep again. He left J&Khouse. He also locked the door specially to make them safer.

When he opened the door, Ajiu saw Wu He being instant noodles. Wu He saw him, picked up the ramen and signaled, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, do you eat?"

"What's wrong with your throat?"

"I was so excited yesterday! I was singing hoarse!" Wu He shouted as much as possible, but his voice was not high no matter how hard he tried, he was like Donald Duck. To be continued...
Chapter completed!