trial game

Chapter 72

Chen most looked at Jiang Wenzhou, this young boy who was four years younger than himself, had a pair of extremely sincere eyes.

The love stories in the world are so similar, and people's hearts are twists and turns, so love is also the same.

Love furtively, love duplicity, love twists and turns.

If you hand out your sincerity, you always have to hide it in a secretive way.

But Jiang Wenzhou is a person who can't pretend. He told Chen Zui so bluntly that he loves him.

This is not the first time Jiang Wenzhou said this sentence, every time he heard Chen Zui, he would feel his heart full. .

Chen Zui touched his face lightly, with a gentle expression: "I know."

Jiang Wenzhou hugged him stickily, and put his arms around Chen Zui: "It's so strange, you say this, it makes me happier than when you say you love me too."

Chen Zui lowered his eyes and smiled: "Chengyu is right, I was indeed changed by you."

Because I was chosen so firmly, I can naturally accept love calmly.

Willing to believe, wanting the future.

Chen Zui squatted down and turned his face dotingly: "Come on, carry you, the wounded, to the bed."

Jiang Wenzhou obediently lay on top of Chen Zui, and leaned into his ear and asked, "Will it be heavy?"

Chen Zui picked him up firmly, and teased: "It's quite heavy."

Jiang Wenzhou hugged his neck, moaned and said, "I'm only tall, not fat."

This conversation is so familiar. Not long ago, Jiashan, they were still pretending, but now they are intimate.

Chen most felt that the story between him and Jiang Wenzhou was a beautiful circle, going around in a circle and stepping on yesterday's footprints.

"Actually, I thought you were a nice person before." Jiang Wenzhou murmured softly, "When I went to climb the mountain last time, you should have known that I was pretending to be tired."

Chen Zui smiled, the distance from the door to the bedroom was very short, he put Jiang Wenzhou on the bed, turned around and said calmly: "At that time, I thought it would be fun to tease you."

Chen Mo was not a particularly patient person, but he treated Jiang Wenzhou at that time in a special way.

Jiang Wenzhou put his hands on the bed, looked up at him, his eyes were bright: "When did you like me?"

Chen Zui looked at him, reminiscing about the past like a marquee, the dim corridor five years ago, under the linden tree last year, and the lakeside of Yunjin Bay not long ago, there were too many.

Chen Zui was a little speechless for a moment, he shook his head honestly: "I don't know either."

Jiang Wenzhou pursed his lips, as if a little unhappy, but immediately relaxed his face again: "Forget it, I don't care about such things."

He held out his arms, an invitation for a hug.

Chen Zui leaned over and hugged Jiang Wenzhou. Too many things happened that day, and he was tired at this moment.

Probably because Jiang Wenzhou's hug felt too secure, and Chen Zui let this tiredness swallow him up.

"Go to sleep." Chen Zui said softly, stroking Jiang Wenzhou's hair.

So Jiang Wenzhou fell on the bed with someone in his arms, and kissed Chen Zui's side face: "Good night, brother."

Chen most accurate biological clock, woke up early the next day, Jiang Wenzhou hugged him and slept soundly.

Chen most wanted to go to the set, he didn't want to wake up Jiang Wenzhou, so he got up very lightly.

But as soon as the heat source in his arms disappeared, Jiang Wenzhou woke up in a daze, his hair was messed up in sleep, seeing that his arms were empty and the bed was empty, he immediately became anxious.

"Chen is the most!"

Chen Zui came out of the bathroom. He had just washed his face, and there were still drops of water on the ends of his hair: "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

Jiang Wenzhou sat up, eyes still too sleepy to open, he shook his head vigorously: "Are you going to the set? I'll take you there."

Jiang Wenzhou is actually a person who is used to staying at night and going out at night, and his work and rest and Chen Zui are reversed.In addition, last night they were tossing and going to bed late, so they didn't sleep for long.

It was not yet seven o'clock, and Jiang Wenzhou couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Go to sleep." Chen Zui looked at him and found it funny, "Driving while fatigued is not feasible."

Jiang Wenzhou felt unhappy all of a sudden, he put his fingers on his eyelids: "I'm not sleepy at all!"

As if to show his determination, Jiang Wenzhou turned over and got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom with bare feet, and washed his face vigorously with cold water.

"I'll just call my assistant to pick it up." Chen Zui looked at him and couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Wenzhou washed his face with a loud noise, he gritted his molars and said, "My own boyfriend gave it to me!"

After 15 minutes, they went out and went to a nearby convenience store to buy breakfast. Jiang Wenzhou sat in the car and waited for Chen Zui, yawning non-stop.

Chen Zui came back with breakfast. He walked around to the side of the driver's seat, stuffed something for Jiang Wenzhou, and raised his chin slightly: "Go to the co-pilot."

Jiang Wenzhou looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Go over there for breakfast." Chen Zui said lightly.

Jiang Wenzhou was obedient and sat in the co-pilot to eat buns.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Jiang Wenzhou asked.

Chen Zui only bought himself a cup of coffee, and he shook his head: "I've gotten a little fat recently, so I have to control it, otherwise it won't look good on camera."

"You're not an idol, so you don't have to worry about it." Jiang Wenzhou said while picking up Chen Zui's coffee, took a sip and was immediately awakened by the bitterness.

"Damn, this is poison." Jiang Wenzhou reluctantly swallowed it, and took another big mouthful of corn, trying to drive away the bitter taste in his mouth.

He stuck out his tongue in disgust, looking very cute.

It happened to be a red light. Chen Zui took the coffee, covered the place where Jiang Wenzhou had just drank with his lips, and took a leisurely sip. He bent his eyes and said meaningfully: "Huh? sweet?"

Being teased with words early in the morning, Jiang Wenzhou blushed, he coughed, and said with a stiff mouth: "It seems that there is something wrong with your sense of taste."

Chen Zui didn't care, and said lightly, "Well, it still tastes like peach."

"Why is it so sweet, Jiang Jiang?"

The author says:

A little couple's daily life

ps. I'm so short, I said it first T^T