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Li Boqiao asked Cheng Lang if he could accompany him in the company in the afternoon, and after getting approval, he sat quietly on the reception sofa, trying not to disturb Cheng Lang's work.

Cheng Lang started to get busy after lunch, and Li Boqiao was inexplicably happy with him, and couldn't help but want to glance at him, so their eyes collided with each other from time to time.

Li Boqiao felt that this scene seemed familiar. After thinking about it, it turned out that the two of them had done the same thing in his office before, but now their positions were changed.

Cheng Lang watched people from time to time, and finally succeeded in helping Li Boqiao build up his confidence.While Cheng Lang was busy, he found that the WeChat on the computer was popping up. When he clicked on it, Li Boqiao left a message: "There is a person who will die if he doesn't kiss you, please save him!"

Cheng Lang felt numb and pretended not to see it.

He and Li Boqiao were distracted this afternoon, both concerned about the same issue: Xie Junxiong had left, and at night... there was no one at home.

The clouds are opening and the moon is getting brighter

What Cheng Lang has always admired about Li Boqiao is that he has always been stable.

Cheng Lang was busy this afternoon, and occasionally someone came to ask for instructions on work. Li Boqiao was stunned to sit on the sofa in a meal delivery suit and assumed the posture of a big boss.

Except for looking at Cheng Lang occasionally, he basically stayed still with his mobile phone, not caring about other people's gazes, nor disturbing Cheng Lang.This reassured Cheng Lang, and he gradually devoted himself to his work.

When it was time to get off work, Li Boqiao didn't move, because he didn't know whether Cheng Lang would work overtime or not.Cheng Lang was not feeling well, and there was nothing urgent to deal with, so he started to pack his things. Seeing this, Li Boqiao immediately stood up, walked over and said to Cheng Lang, "Follow me to the hospital."

"No need, I took my medicine at noon." Cheng Lang blushed after replying, and realized that his tone was a little coquettish.

Li Boqiao was worried, and went to touch Cheng Lang's forehead again, his tentacles were slightly hot.The two stood very close, Cheng Lang's hot breath sprayed on Li Boqiao's face, his face was flushed, his expression was tired, and it was obvious that he was not in the right state.

Li Boqiao didn't speak any more, he helped Cheng Lang get the briefcase, and the two walked out of the office.

When Cheng Lang got into Li Boqiao's car, he was a little dazed. On the one hand, his head was dizzy, and on the other hand, he was emotional.

I haven't been in this car for three years, but the interior is so familiar, except for a car photo frame in front of me, who is the person in it?

Cheng Lang looked carefully at the person in the photo, it was himself he had never seen before.In the photo, only the upper body was taken. He was wearing a blue plaid shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, lying on his back on the sofa, holding a book in his hands, looking very engrossed.

Cheng Lang stared at the photo, then suddenly turned to look at Li Poqiao: "When did you take it?"

Li Boqiao tilted his head to look at Cheng Lang, with endless love and emotion deep in his eyes.He didn't answer Cheng Lang directly, but just grabbed his hand and put it to his lips and said softly, "I'll take pictures of you for the rest of my life."

After Li Boqiao finished speaking, he moved his deep and far-sighted eyes forward, and drove the car directly to the hospital.

I did a routine blood test, and the white blood cells were low, which is a viral cold.Li Boqiao directly decided to hang water in the hospital.

There were not many people hanging water that day, and the infusion room was a bit empty, and Li Boqiao also took a seat to accompany Cheng Lang infusion.Afraid that he would be uncomfortable, he went downstairs to the car and fetched a cushion for him to lean on.Cheng Lang just casually glanced at the infusion regulator, and Li Poqiao immediately got up and turned down the flow rate; Cheng Lang stretched his legs, and Li Poqiao got a square stool for him to put his feet on when he went out; Cheng Lang raised his hand to have a look Li Boqiao immediately asked him if he was hungry.

Cheng Lang really didn't dare to make any "big moves", so he looked down at his needle, but Li Boqiao immediately covered the back of Cheng Lang's hand with his hand.

Cheng Lang looked at Li Boqiao, and the two of them looked at each other. They had a thousand words to say, but they didn't know where to start, so all the undercurrent feelings and emotions could only be conveyed silently through his own hands.

When the drip was coming to an end, Cheng Lang finally said, "Actually, you don't have to behave like this, you don't need to."

"I didn't show it," Li Boqiao shook Cheng Lang's hand.

Cheng Langjing waited for the next sentence, Li Boqiao lowered his eyelids and said nothing, it seemed that he had finished speaking.

Li Boqiao sat on the side, his chest heaving slightly: Cheng Lang actually looked at him like this, well, he still didn't trust him enough, it was because he didn't do well enough.

Li Boqiao frowned, not intending to explain, nor did he want to restrain himself.

After three years of separation, doing these small things is nothing, and he is obviously happy, very willing and very fond of it, and doesn't feel troublesome or tired at all.

The two got into the car again, and Li Boqiao saw that Cheng Lang's face had turned pale, but he was still not energetic, thinking that the potion would have to be continued tomorrow.

"What do you want to eat?" Li Boqiao saw the comprehensive vegetable market by the roadside. He originally wanted to find a romantic restaurant with Cheng Lang for dinner on this anniversary, but right now...

Cheng Lang blinked, and only said one word: "Congee."

Li Boqiao turned the steering wheel, and only replied with one word: "Okay!"

So the two of them, oh no, Li Boqiao returned home with all kinds of ingredients.

It was Cheng Lang's home. Without the owner's permission, he was no longer qualified to step into the place for half a step.

"Come in," Cheng Lang opened the door, letting Li Boqiao, who was holding something in both hands, take a step ahead.

Li Boqiao found blankets and pillows from the bedroom, placed Cheng Lang comfortably on the sofa, took the remote control from the coffee table and handed it to Cheng Lang, then took out Cheng Lang's mobile phone charger from the bedroom, and charged his mobile phone. Power on and sway beside him, then tuck the quilt on Ye Chenglang's body again, and stare at him with the sofa in his arms.

Cheng Lang thought that Li Boqiao was going to kiss him, so he was a little nervous, but he didn't expect that Li Boqiao looked at him for a while, but just patted his face with his hand, then got up and went to the kitchen to get busy.

Sure enough, it is an "old house". Although many things have not been used for a long time, they are very easy to find and use.

Li Boqiao put in a lot of effort to make Cheng Lang drink this "porridge". Naturally, it couldn't be white rice porridge, and he also made two flavors: kudzu root and carrot bone porridge and mulberry, red dates and wolfberry porridge.

Cheng Lang sat on the sofa with his legs curled up, hugged the blanket and watched the boring TV, and the aroma of porridge filled his nostrils. He suddenly felt that he had finally found a little sense of "home" in the past three years.

Xie Junxiong can also cook, but that is different after all.Xie Junxiong and Cheng Lang are together, they can eat and drink, and they don’t talk that much at ordinary times. If they don’t watch TV, they go back to their respective houses. You read your book, and I browse my forum.

They are not people who like to watch TV, and the TV is rarely turned on at home.But this day, Cheng Lang discovered that the boring TV news or dog blood TV series can really create an atmosphere.As for the fireworks coming from the kitchen, not to mention, it immediately makes the comfort in the house straight up.

Cheng Lang and Li Boqiao each held a bowl of boiling hot porridge, and ate hotly with side dishes.Cheng Lang hung up the water and felt much better. After drinking two more bowls of hot porridge, he felt that most of his illness had disappeared.

After the two had finished eating, he planned to go down to wash the dishes.Li Boqiao hurriedly stood up and held down the people, continued to surround the bag and take a good look, and then went to the kitchen to take care of the battlefield without saying a word, carrying the dishes.

Li Boqiao washed the bowl very quickly, almost in seconds.When he returned to sit next to Cheng Lang like a whirlwind, Cheng Lang stared at him intently, his eyes wide open.

"Have you finished washing?" Cheng Lang doubted.

"Well," Li Boqiao said confidently, "I have washed my hands clean."

Cheng Lang stared at the TV and suddenly fell silent.

It's been a long time since I spent a room with Li Boqiao, and I feel a little uncomfortable.Also, is Li Po Bridge going tonight?

By the way, what is a tacit understanding?Li Poqiao wanted to go with him.He stared at the TV very seriously, he would watch whichever channel Cheng Lang switched to, and he couldn't stop watching it.The battle was probably telling Cheng Lang: This one looks good, this one looks good too, this one, I like to watch it the most.Don't drive me away, I haven't finished watching yet.

Just can't finish it!Cheng Lang changed a few channels, watched Li Boqiao's buttocks not moving, and didn't go to the toilet, so he accompanied him to compete with the TV.

It was already late for dinner that day, and the two of them didn't watch TV for a while, and it was 09:30.

It is the best time for winking guests to say goodbye and go home, and they will disturb the host's rest any later.

Cheng Lang was really not mentally prepared to stay at Li Boqiao at this time.After all, it's not too late, and Li Boqiao still has a car, so shouldn't it be logical for him to bring it up when he goes home?

But Li Boqiao really didn't know current affairs at this moment, he just sat there staring at the TV with a look of relish.

Anyway, Li Boqiao has been busy for him all day, and there is also a memorial day, Cheng Lang is naturally not good at chasing guests.He squinted at the one who seemed to have "TV addiction", and got up silently and lifted the blanket.

"Go to the bathroom?" Li Boqiao asked.

"No, take a shower." Cheng Lang replied succinctly.I thought to myself: Is the meaning clear enough?

In the end, Li Boqiao "wanted to go wrong" and asked him, "Can you wash it yourself?"

Cheng Lang blinked, turned his face to Li Boqiao, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern~ I have a fever, not a disability."

After Cheng Lang finished speaking, he went to the bedroom to get a change of clothes, and then went to the bathroom alone.

He did not take a peaceful bath this time, thinking about Li Poqiao's stay overnight in his heart.He guessed that Li Boqiao definitely didn't want to leave, but he was conflicted in his heart, really, he didn't really want to keep this person.

But why?

Cheng Lang was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard a "bang" at the door, and someone went out.

Cheng Lang paused, and he didn't know whether he was relieved or disappointed. He just slowed down and stood under the nozzle to let the water pour down on him.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Cheng Lang walked out of the bathroom expressionlessly, just in time to see Li Boqiao who opened the door and came in.

Cheng Lang laughed all of a sudden, and the expression he showed in an instant was completely unbearable.