"Nope." Jian Jia put down her phone and hurriedly said, "Senior brother, is there anything wrong with this late hour?" ”

"Yes."

Chen Bosheng's voice was a little low, "Come and coax me." ”

Chapter 58: Falling off the horse

The incident happened suddenly, and the subject of the "coaxing" himself was a little confused: "Ah? ”

After Chen Bosheng knocked on the door, he was notified.

After hearing Jian Jia's voice, he unscrewed the doorknob in the next second.

In the second bedroom, there was originally the fragrance of white peaches, but as soon as the door opened, the woody fragrance of figs invaded Jian Jia's sense of smell little by little. He doesn't hate it, and even has a psychological dependence on a taste for a long time.

As soon as Chen Bosheng entered the door, he saw Jian Jia sitting on the edge of the bed.

The freshly washed hair has not yet been blown, there is a pure white dry hair cotton towel around the neck, the pajamas are also cotton milky white, the neckline is soaked, and the collarbone is particularly indented.

He picked up Jian Jia's towel and put it on his head.

Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he rubbed his head like rubbing a puppy's head.

Jian Jia hurriedly grabbed Chen Bosheng's wrist and was dizzy: "Senior brother? ”

Others are still confused, and their eyes are blank.

"Dry your hair." Chen Bosheng lowered his eyes: "Otherwise, I will get up tomorrow morning and have a headache." ”

Oh.

That senior brother still knows how to maintain health?

…… No.

Jian Jia put away her divergent thoughts, put down her phone, and looked up at Chen Bosheng: "You haven't said anything about you?" ”

It's almost ten o'clock.

Except for the last time when he was sick and had a fever in the middle of the night, Chen Bosheng rarely came to his room to look for him at this point.

"I'll talk about it later, but blow my hair first." Chen Bosheng said: "What about the hair dryer? ”

"In the bathroom." Jian Jia replied honestly.

"Wait."

Chen Bosheng got up and took out the hair dryer.

The sound of the wind sounded, and he first adjusted the gear and heat of the hair dryer.

Jian Jia was a little confused about what her boyfriend was going to do.

Obediently sat on the bed and let the other party toss his hair.

Jian Jia's hair is the kind of hair that is plentiful and fluffy, and she usually doesn't take care of it much, and grabs a few handfuls at random, which is the kind of naturalness that Tony, a senior in the barbershop, can't blow out for hours.

The kind that can be pulled directly over to take a picture of a magazine cover.

Chen Bosheng didn't speak.

The low-frequency sound of a hair dryer was instantly left in the room.

Jian Jia's gaze fell on Chen Bosheng's arm.

Suddenly he came back to his senses, and it seemed that he hadn't been blown on his hair in years.

The last time I blew his hair.

is still his mother Ren Shuhe, in the second year of high school.

This is a very intimate interaction for Jian Jia.

After Ren Shuhe left, he kept himself locked in a closed room

So much so that after getting used to this state of solitude, I forgot that the door could be opened from the inside. And in his small room, a new roommate was also ushered in.

It dawned on him that he didn't have to talk to himself against the wall anymore.

I thought about it for a while, under the slightly drunk hot air of the hair dryer.

Jian Jia was a little sleepy when she thought about it, and her head nodded for a while.

Chen Bosheng held his chin and looked down.

I thought that this little conspicuous bag was quite pleasant.

Heartless.

He's upset here, isn't he?

With a click, the hair dryer switch was turned off.

Jian Jia felt Chen Bosheng's hand holding his chin and pinched his cheek.

He recently raised some meat on his cheeks, and Chen Bosheng likes to pinch it when he has something to do.

As soon as he wanted to stop Boss Chen's vice, Boss Chen asked him, "Are you awake?" ”

"I didn't take sleeping pills." Jian Jia laughed: "No matter how sleepy you are, you can't fall asleep while sitting, right?" ”

He spoke briskly.

It seems that I want to start four or two thousand pounds again.

Chen Bosheng didn't give him this opportunity this time, and after putting away the cord of the hair dryer, he half-squatted down, in a posture of one knee on the ground.

This posture instantly made Jian Jia's gaze higher than his.

Absorb the sense of oppression on your body and draw a chat area that makes the other party very comfortable.

Psychologically, it is a gesture that borders on connivance and surrender.

There was no stool next to the bed, so Chen Bosheng looked up at him slightly and asked, "Don't you want to know what I'm doing with you?" ”

Jian Jia subconsciously said, "Senior brother." ”

This title has become accustomed to shouting, and it has also become a kind of psychological dependence.

Chen Bosheng said: "I want to coax you." ”

"But I don't know what I did wrong."

Chen Bosheng's voice was low, very gentle in the night: "So I want to hear you say it first." ”

He muttered, "Can you say it now, why is my partner unhappy today?" ”

Jian Jia suddenly felt a sour nose.

Actually, it's really a very small thing.

Compared with the time when Jian Jia's family had an accident, the ensuing hardships and dilemmas.

was squeezed by a colleague for two sentences, and was a little wronged, which is not worth mentioning.

Jian Jia knew that she would be able to digest it quickly.

But when Chen Bosheng asked, those hidden emotions suddenly burst the embankment.

He actually wants to tell people about it, too.

He was unhappy, annoyed, and wanted to be comforted.

Jian Jia's throat was dry: "It's just a little thing." ”

"How do you know it's a trifle?" Chen Bosheng suddenly spoke.

He rarely gets along with Jian Jia and is the one who talks a lot.

"None of your affairs are trivial to me." Chen Bosheng was slow and logical, and the rhythm of the conversation made Jian Jia feel very comfortable: "Jian Jia, we will become legal partners with legal effects in the future, and we can even decide each other's life and death on the operation notice." ”

"Every decision you make can affect my life, and every tear you shed will make me sad."

"I've never been in a relationship with anyone, and I don't know how they coax someone. But we can learn from each other. Chen Bosheng thought about Weibo's private chat records, and even learned and sold now: "Because falling in love is a process of understanding and learning from each other." ”

"If there's anything you're not happy about, you should tell me."

"Let me be someone who can provide you with emotional value and work with you to solve problems."

"Okay."

After Jian Jia listened, for a few seconds, her brain was blank.

Probably I didn't expect it.

Chen Bosheng, a seemingly invincible drag brother, is so tolerant and careful when it comes to falling in love. Jian Jia was most afraid of misunderstandings and cold wars in his relationship, and Chen Bosheng chose the solution that he felt most comfortable.

He was still distracted.

Senior brother, are you called the first time you fall in love, don't you talk about it?

Aren't you super good! You don't have any superhuman talent in love, do you?

"Why don't you speak." Chen Bosheng asked.

"No, I was just thinking." Jian Jia paused, and the last bit of grievance in his heart disappeared, and he smiled: "I thought that according to Boss Chen's style, I would let those people be cool and broken, and they couldn't eat and walk around." ”

Chen Bosheng: "? ”

Jian Jia held her face: "Am I not your little wife?" ”

Chen Bosheng laughed.

Jian Jia has always been good at turning heavy atmospheres into lightness.

"Hmm. Then tell your boss how he bullied you. Chen Bosheng immediately entered the play, and said coolly: "I'll block them all in a while." ”

"Oops, it's really nothing."

Jian Jia actually thinks it's a little bit of a trivial matter.

After being comforted by Chen Bosheng, it was already better.