Chapter 10

Fu Haoyin came over after lunch. She called He Zhi early in the morning and asked Ji Mao to prepare the things according to the toast recipe she told yesterday.

When she walked in, Ji Mao was looking at the recipe and kneading the dough, He Zhi stood beside him and praising blindly.

Ji Mao's hand poke a hole in the white and fat dough, Fu Haoyin moves very lightly, and neither of them found her entering the kitchen. As soon as she wanted to say hello, she saw He Zhi grabbing Ji Mao's finger and criticizing him for not paying attention to hygiene.

"It will be unhygienic if you touch me, I need to be sterile." Ji Mao said as he pulled out his hand.

Ji Mao didn't understand why He Zhi not only didn't reflect on his actions, but he had to get worse. He Zhi had a big problem about not doing whatever he want to do.

He Zhi also looked at him and said, "That's considered touching you, what are you acting stupid."

Fu Haoyin couldn't see the expressions of Ji Mao and He Zhi, she felt that her face was red anyway. She stood behind and coughed before her son noticed her.

"Mom." He Zhi turned around and greeted her casually.

Ji Mao was still polite and greeted her obediently: "Auntie."

"Why are you here?" He Zhi asked politely.

Fu Haoyin glared at him: "I'll take a look at Mao Mao and make a toast by the way."

"Your hands are so gold and expensive, not suitable for these rough jobs." He Zhi sang the opposite of his mother.

Fu Haoyin ignored him and went to Ji Mao to discuss with Ji Mao how to knead the dough.

Fu Haoyin is the one who knows the condition of He Zhi's physical contact disorder best.

He Zhi has never been close to anyone since he was a child, and he didn't want to kiss her mother no matter what. She was still sad for a while, but later she knew that He Zhi was sick, so she didn't feel sad anymore. Later, He Zhi confessed his sexuality to his family. He Yongchen only asked his assistant to book an artificial maternity. Fu Haoyin was worried that his son had not been in love in his twenties, and he might not be able to find his favorite partner for the rest of his life.

Now that someone can finally live in the same house as He Zhi, how could Fu Haoyin be unhappy.

Yesterday, Fu Haoyin went to the salon where Ji Mao worked.

She herself is an opponent of genetic engineering. She chatted with Ji Mao and found that the salon where Ji Mao worked was not as morbid as rumored in the market. She happened to know that Ji Mao was off the next day, so she immediately booked Ji Mao’s time and wanted to come. Look at the lives of his son and Ji Mao.

"Mao Mao, how did He Zhi let you move in?" Fu Haoyin brought the plastic wrap and asked Ji Mao while covering the dough.

Ji Mao glanced at He Zhi, and said without changing his face: "The water pipe in my house has exploded, and He Zhi took the initiative to take me in. When the water pipe is repaired, I will go back."

He Zhi glanced at Ji Mao. He was overwhelmed by his nonsense ability, this shit is clearly the plot in "You in the Sea of ​​Stars".

"Hey, this way," Fu Haoyin said in surprise, "It looks like the plot of a TV drama I am following recently, called "You in the Sea of Stars"."

"Really?" Ji Mao smiled and said, "I don't watch TV dramas, but He Zhi seems to watch it sometimes."

"It seems that drama really comes from life." Fu Haoyin thought.

He Zhi was almost pissed to death by Ji Mao. He didn't get angry in front of his mother. Standing behind Fu Haoyin, he pointed at Ji Mao's head and signaled him to speak carefully.

Ji Mao tilted his head slightly, looking innocent and harmless.

It took a while for the dough to ferment, so Fu Haoyin went to the living room to open the wall curtain and watch the show on demand.

The episode she chose, Ji Mao just watched in the morning, when He Zhi heard the prelude to the opening song, his eyes went black. He thought that the torture in the morning was already at the limit, but he didn't expect to have a replay at noon, let alone watch Ji Mao. Forget it, he didn't want to be with him anymore.

Ji Mao hugged his arms, leaned against the wall, and watched the TV in the living room from a distance. He Zhi caught his bag on the spot. He Zhi stopped him in front of Ji Mao, not allowing Ji Mao to peek...

"Let's make it clear first, who the hell 'sometimes watch TV series'?" He Zhi grabbed Ji Mao's arm and started to settle accounts.

Ji Mao pushed He Zhi with his free hand, took a step back, and confidently said: "Aren't you the one who accompanied me to see me in the morning?"

"Do you also know that I was with you?" He Zhi whispered, "No. Are you looking at me and will watch this stuff?"

"You don't need to accompany me," Ji Mao's eyes still stared into the distance, "I want to see it even by myself."

He Zhi let go of Ji Mao's hand and gave it to himself. Pour ice water and calm down.

After halfway through "You in the Sea of Stars", the dough was fermented. Fu Haoyin paused the TV series and walked over to greet Ji Mao: "Come here, Mao Mao."

Ji Mao hurriedly walked over to learn how Fu Haoyin would shape the bread dough.

He Zhi also leaned over and asked if he could help his mother.

"Nothing is needed for help and you are not good enough. Have you ever made bread for me in more than 20 years?" Fu Haoyin pushed him away with disgust.

"Then what about it?" He Zhi said, "I don't need to help so I will take Ji Mao out."

"What do you want do with Mao Mao?" Fu Haoyin put the abrasive tool into the oven and turned to ask He Zhi.

"Of course I have something to do with him." He Zhi held Ji Mao, as if to go out.

Fu Haoyin said, "Don't you want to see Mao Mao and me making bread?"

"I really don't," He Zhi asked Ji Mao, "Do you want to see it?"

Ji Mao looked at the oven, said: "Yes."

Ji Mao doesn't often see this kind of manual work, he likes it very much.

For most of the time in the game, Ji Mao eats mass-produced things that are difficult to swallow in the junior chef machine next to the modeling room. The blocks of the upper, middle and lower classes are very far apart, with clear boundaries, and some upper blocks even have to swipe their ID cards to allow entry.

Even if there is a handicraft shop, Ji Mao has never been to it.

When the players chased him, they took him out for a few good meals, but Ji Mao had never made it by himself. There was no cook machine in the capsule apartment. When he was alone, Ji Mao could only eat nutrients distributed by the government.

He Zhi was stunned, and generally said to his mother: "Oh, then I would like to see it."

He Zhi's kitchen is not small, but he has a big shelf and takes up a lot of space. As soon as he entered the kitchen, Fu Haoyin felt that the space was very tight, so she set the oven timer and asked He Zhi, "Can you go out? Me and Mao Mao are busy."

He Zhi did not speak, but standing beside Ji Mao with his arm still close to him, it was obvious that he was unwilling to go out.

"He Zhi, are you getting better?" Fu Haoyin asked He Zhi.

"From what disease?" Ji Mao turned his head and asked He Zhi.

"Physical contact disorder." Fu Haoyin explained for He Zhi, "He didn't tell you?"

"Mom," He Zhi interrupted her and discussed with her, "Shall we not talk about it?"

Ji Mao suddenly said "Oh" thoughtfully.

As a patient, He Zhi was very sensitive in his heart. He couldn't bear Ji Mao's "Oh". He turned his head and asked Ji Mao, "What?"

Ji Mao smiled at him and said, "Nothing. Yeah, let me do whatever you want ." "Are you serious?" He Zhi gritted his teeth.

Ji Mao pursed his mouth and shook his head, with an indescribable smile on his face.

He Zhi knew that what Ji Mao was thinking about was an inflatable doll. He pulled Ji Mao aside and squeezed behind the refrigerator. He glanced at Fu Haoyin, who was playing with the communicator, and confirmed that he had completely covered Ji Mao, then pressed his voice and asked him: "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing, I just thinking..." Ji Mao dragged his voice and said, "Your company's second laboratory--"

Before Ji Mao had finished speaking, He Zhi blocked the place where he was speaking.

In order to simulate, Ji Mao’s sound was installed inside his mouth. Now his lips and tongue are being licked by He Zhi, but he can’t make a sound. Ji Mao is stunned. The entire processor in his chest seems to be hot. It has to be burnt.

He Zhi’s hand was placed on Ji Mao’s neck, and his fingers rubbed the temperature sensor behind Ji Mao’s neck. Ji Mao looked at He Zhi who was in front of him with a dazed mind. Before he could make any response, He Zhi moved away. He closed his lips, he asked Ji Mao, "Will you not say anything?"

Seeing Ji Mao was stunned, he added another sentence: "Mao Mao."

"He Zhi, don't bully Mao Mao," Fu Haoyin walked over to see, "You… What are you doing to block Mao Mao in the corner?"

He Zhi let go of Ji Mao, and said to his mother relaxedly: "Nothing to do, I just tell him something." Fu Haoyin looked at him suspiciously and didn't make any more trouble.

Fu Haoyin left before the toast was baked, and she was going to a charity dinner.

This time she came here mainly to see how He Zhi and Ji Mao were getting along. It seemed that He Zhi and Ji Mao were in love, so she was relieved.

He Zhi sent his mother away, took a deep breath, and looked back to find Ji Mao to settle the account. Who knows that he didn't even see Ji Mao's shadow.

As soon as Ji Mao watched him close the door, he ran to the kitchen to keep the toast.

He Zhi also walked into the kitchen and saw Ji Mao unskilledly trying to get the abrasive tool out. He called "Mao Mao", and Ji Mao nearly smashed the abrasive tool on his foot, making He Zhi heartbeat.

"Can you be more careful?" He Zhi took the things in Ji Mao's hand and put them on the heat insulation pad. "You can't eat, so no need to rush."

Ji Mao stood next to him and watched him, say: "Then don't make a sudden noise."

"Am I?" He Zhi glanced at him, "Aren't you always positioning a chip in me?"

"I don't," Ji Mao denied. "What am I positioning a chip on you for."

"Maybe you want to see if I went out to mess around," He Zhi cut the toast with a knife. "Don't worry, I didn't."

Ji Mao looked at He Zhi talking to himself

"You can do it," Ji Mao waited until He Zhi stopped speaking. He touched the soft toast with his hands and praised Fu Haoyin's good skill. "It's done very well."

"Isn't it knead well because of your sterile hands?" He Zhi joked, "What, I didn't let the chef come over tonight."

Ji Mao took a step back and said vigilantly: "I can't cook."

"I didn't let you do it," He Zhi took a piece of toast, took a bite, and said, "I'll take a nutrient."

"Yeah." Ji Mao blinked and wanted to go back to the living room, but He Zhi stopped him.

"Is there anything else?" Ji Mao lowered his eyes and dared not look at him.

He Zhi raised his wrist to check the time, and said: "There are still fifteen hours before the end of your vacation, do you plan to watch that TV show forever?"

"I have nothing else to do." Ji Mao said for himself, do not seek excuses for improvement.

He Zhi looked at him for a while, but Ji Mao didn't look up at him, so he let Ji Mao go.

When Ji Mao arrived in the living room, he saw the inflatable doll design book placed aside, and then looked at a model machine He Zhi placed beside the wall.

He walked over and took a look at the model machine. The configuration was much higher than his. On a whim, he wanted to change his own hardware. The power system is in the brain, which is not easy to operate. If he change the hardware, he need He Zhi to help.

This is something else, He Zhi won't talk about it again.

When He Zhi returned to the living room, he almost had a sudden heart attack. Ji Mao was naked, his upper body was naked, and he lowered his head and took a sharp knife to make gestures on his chest. He Zhi's face turned blue and he shouted Ji Mao's name. Ji Mao stopped.

"What are you doing?" He Zhi strode over, grabbed Ji Mao's wrist and grabbed the knife from his hand and threw it on the ground.

"I want to change the hardware," Ji Mao looked at He Zhi, and took a step back. "Wasn't it you who asked me to do something else."

"Didn't I let the laboratory do your new body?" He Zhi asked him.

"Oh," Ji Mao let go of his hand.

"Hurry up, don't do it yourself."

Ji Mao took He Zhi's communicator and wrote a few.

Ji Mao writes the information in a very special form. He just looked at the communicator, and the communicator opened the document and listed the items. After he finished writing, He Zhi looked at it and sent it to the person in charge of the second laboratory. Ask Ji Mao "Satisfied?"

Ji Mao nodded to He Zhi, then discussed with him: "Did you remember what I said last night?"

"You said you liked me?" He Zhi nodded, "I remember."

Ji Mao looked at He Zhi blankly.

He Zhi ignored Ji Mao’s condemning gaze, squeezed his face, and asked, "Anything else?"

Ji Mao thought He Zhi was so boring, like the kind of person who knows that others like him and wants to deliberately provoke him. Like an elementary school boy, naive and boring.

He decided to adopt a non-violent and uncooperative attitude to resist this very young behavior.

"That's right," Ji Mao thought of something, he lowered his head and held the manual to show He Zhi, "Did you take a page?"

He Zhi looked at the page about the operation method, and nodded. "Not suitable for children."

"There is no children here," he glanced at He Zhi, and then asked him, "You really haven't done anything with humans?"

"I haven't done it." He Zhi said calmly.

"I mean..." Ji Mao paused, "People from the game."

He Zhi frowned and said, "Who did I do with in the game?"

Ji Mao opened his mouth, his voice was barely audible, but He Zhi still heard it. Ji Mao said, "Me."

He Zhi is now like that. Thundered and he couldn't remember anything for a while. After a while, he asked Ji Mao with a sullen expression: "Who did it with you?"

Ji Mao was stunned, thinking that He Zhi was embarrassed and didn't want to admit it. He don’t know what it feels like, just casually conforming to He Zhi: "Then there is nothing."

"Ji Mao," He Zhi took Ji Mao’s arm and stared at him, "Who did it with you?"

Ji Mao was about to be dragged to He Zhi. He also felt extremely troubled, so he asked He Zhi: "Isn't it you?"

"I haven't done it with you." He Zhi insisted, "My game is limited by time. In just two days, where did I have time to go to bed with you?"

Ji Mao was also stunned. He was indeed upset in bed with He Zhi.

"..." The two were silent for a long time, and Ji Mao said, "Then I don't know."

"What did I do?" He Zhi asked him.

Ji Mao looked at He Zhi for a while before he said, "People don't want ordinary sex... Maybe that's why Shen Shun made me..."

"What is ordinary sex?" He Zhi looked crazy, "Is it written in my face?"

Ji Mao felt a little impatient, "It's not you, it's not you, I still didn't say anything."

He Zhi's expression seemed to eat Ji Mao, staring at him, his face extremely ugly.

Ji Mao calmed down a bit and asked He Zhi: "What the hell do you care about? At best, I just... take advantage of you."

Seeing that He Zhi still didn't speak, Ji Mao thought for a while, and said to He Zhi: "In fact, this body can make love."

"Your body was originally used to vent desires." He Zhi looked at him as if looking at an idiot.

Ji Mao knew that He Zhi understood wrong, he said softly: "No, just..."

"You tell me the details," He Zhi interrupted Ji Mao and said, "The details of your sex, I will help you analyze the cause."

Ji Mao is unwilling: "Are you sick? Why do you say this?"

"Don't you tell me?" He Zhi's face looked terrifying, and Ji Mao shrank.

He Zhi grabbed him by the shoulder and prevented him from fleeing back. He said word by word: "Ji Mao, tell me."

Looking at He Zhi's expression, Ji Mao said after a while, "I can't tell. "

Before there is a reaction, Ji Mao asked: "Can you not see? "

He Zhi stunned, Ji Mao went over and kissed his lips.

He obviously didn't feel anything, but when he was very close to He Zhi and the tip of his nose touched the other's, it was even more unbearable for him.

He Zhi didn't reject him, but instead pressed his back to prevent him from moving away.

"He Zhi, you may not understand it when you look at the picture," Ji Mao put his hand on He Zhi's shoulder and confessed to him, "I... have a sensor behind."