God always wants to bend me

After Song Qizhao logged off, he sat on the chair without moving, quietly waiting for the movement in the bedroom next to him.

About four or five minutes later, there was a loud bang from Jiang Chen's bedroom next to him, followed by Jiang Chen's unique and loud shout.

At this moment, Song Qizhao had three thoughts in his mind:

[-]. The plan was successful

[-]. Jiang Chen has no place to sleep

[-]. Jiang Chen has no place to sleep and wants to share a bed with him

Boss Song was a little excited in his heart, and walked towards Jiang Chen's bedroom calmly on the surface. He knocked on the door twice, but there was no answer. Song Qizhao frowned, worried that something might happen to Jiang Chen, and anxiously twisted the door The handle, the door didn't lock.

He opened the door and walked in, and saw that the big bed in the middle of Jiang Chen's room was tilted downward at a 45-degree angle. Jiang Chen was only wearing a pair of underwear, lying on the tilt of the bed with a dull face like a salted fish, as if I haven't recovered from this "huge change".

Standing in Song Qizhao's position, you can see the two broken bed legs. Song Qizhao secretly cursed that the person who was looking for him was not interested. He clearly told him to just break one of the bed legs. Two were broken.

The traces are so obvious, anyone who is not an idiot will see some problems.

Song Qizhao walked a few steps towards Jiang Chen's bed, at this time Jiang Chen gradually came back to his senses, seeing Song Qizhao's figure, Jiang Chen blinked blankly, and said dully: "Boss, the bed is broken."

Your bed is broken, go to my bed!

Song Qizhao looked at Jiang Xiaochen, who was wearing only a pair of shorts, with fair skin and a beautiful figure, and almost couldn't hold back the words before he burst out.

He looked away a little calmly, took a few deep breaths, and then looked at Jiang Chen again and said, "How is it? Is there any injury to your body?"

"No, it's just that the bed broke down suddenly. I didn't realize it and I'm still a little confused now." Jiang Chen scratched his head and said, paused for a few seconds after he finished speaking, and then started talking to himself: "Why did this bed break down suddenly? Woolen cloth?"

Boss Song said out of conscience: "Probably because it's been a long time and the legs of the bed can't support it anymore."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen lowered his head and looked at his naked body from top to bottom, and then said to Song Qizhao: "Boss, how heavy do I have to be to collapse the bed?"

Song Qizhao was following Jiang Chen's gaze and focusing on his body, when he suddenly heard Jiang Chen's question, Boss Song, who was always calm and paralyzed, was almost confused.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen didn't pay much attention to the way Song Qizhao looked at him, he sighed and said, "Hey, anyway, this bed is scrapped."

Song Qizhao coughed twice in embarrassment to cover up his embarrassment, and then said, "Then you tonight..."

Boss Song hesitated to speak, he didn't say what he wanted from the bottom of his heart, he felt that he already knew Jiang Chen very well, and according to Jiang Chen's bastard temperament, he would definitely want to rub his bed.

Song Qizhao waited for Jiang Chen to take the initiative to ask to go to his room to squeeze.

But after Jiang Chen opened his mouth, Song Qizhao felt that he had miscalculated this time.

"Boss, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight!" Jiang Chen looked at Song Qizhao with bright eyes and said.

Song Qizhao: ...

"Boss, the sofa you bought is so comfortable. I don't think about it when I sit there tonight. I still think that I must sleep on it someday. Now my bed is broken, so I just go to sleep on it." sleep on the couch."

Song Qizhao: ...

As soon as Jiang Chen changed from his previous dazed and decadent attitude, he got off the bed, hugged the quilt cheerfully, and walked towards the sofa in the living room.

Song Qizhao looked at Jiang Chen who was *running back and forth in front of him, and was very teased again.

He followed Jiang Chen to the living room. Jiang Chen was already lying down on the sofa, squinting his eyes and enjoying it happily. The sofa is so comfortable to sleep on, the weather is so hot and cool, and it’s very soft.”

Song Qizhao hesitated to speak, and finally turned around and walked to his room without saying a word. Nothing could describe Boss Song's mood at this moment.

As a result, Song Qizhao had just taken two steps, when he heard Jiang Chen say from behind: "Boss, fortunately you got a new sofa today, if it's still the old sofa, I'll definitely have the cheek to rub your bed."

The remorse in Boss Song's heart when he heard this!

——Are there regret medicines sold in the world?I don't want this new sofa anymore, it's blocking the way to sleep with my wife, I want to replace the old one.

After returning to the room, Song Qizhao lay on the bed thinking for a long time, tossed and turned and finally sat up from the bed, took the mobile phone on the bedside table and played a call.

The phone rang for almost a minute and was about to be hung up before being picked up by the person over there. It was obvious that the person was asleep before, but now he was woken up by Boss Song's phone call.

Song Qizhao didn't say much, and went straight to the topic with a paralyzed face.

"Hey, did you take the saw from the sawing machine today?"

"Use? For a sawing machine."

"It was taken?"

……

After making the phone call, Song Qizhao's face was gloomy. If he had known about him, he would have had his bed sawed, so maybe he could still rub against Jiang Chen's bed.

Anyway, Boss Song had insomnia tonight.

Early the next morning, Jiang Chen was lured to wake up by the smell of breakfast.

When he opened his eyes in a daze while sleeping on the sofa, he heard the sound of frying food coming from the direction of the kitchen. He turned his head slightly and saw Song Qizhao busy in the kitchen wearing an apron and facing away from him .

Song Qizhao is tall and has a perfect figure, and his back in an apron can be photographed in a kitchen advertisement.

Jiang Chen stared at Song Qizhao for a few seconds, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: Wife gets up early to cook for her husband-love breakfast...

Jiang Chen was taken aback by his own thought, shook his head and immediately got rid of this extremely obscene thought of his boss.

He got up from the sofa, hugged the quilt and went back to his bedroom.

Originally wanted to see how his bed was broken and how bad it was, but Jiang Chen went into the bedroom and saw that the bed was gone.

Jiang Chen knew that Song Qizhao should have found someone to move away, so he didn't care too much, and went to wash up after getting dressed.

When he finished washing and returned to the living room, the breakfast was already placed on the dining table, Jiang Xiaochen, a foodie, jumped at the food as soon as he saw it.

He took a bite of the sandwich, and seeing Song Qizhao coming out of the kitchen with milk, he said vaguely, "Boss, you are really amazing!"

"Where is it great?" Song Qizhao couldn't restrain himself from asking such a thought-provoking question.

Jiang Chen's thoughts were all on the food, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he said with a smile, "Everywhere is delicious!"

Song Qizhao said silently in his heart: You are right, I am really good everywhere, especially in bed.