A big brain powder is coming

Wu Siwen had just walked into the apartment, before he had time to change his shoes, he was hugged by Ni Bolei bear.

Ni Bolei deliberately lowered his voice, put his head next to Wu Siwen's ear and said, "Master Swen, why didn't you give me a punch just now? Mr. Sven has softened his heart, right? I still have a chance, right?"

Wu Siwen's hands and feet were stiff and he didn't know how to react, he frowned: "You think too much."

"Oh? Really?" Ni Bolei let go of his arms, took a step back, and looked at Wu Siwen's back, "It's so difficult for Mr. Siwen to solve it. If it doesn't work, I have to ask a relationship consultant."

Wu Siwen still turned his back to Ni Bolei: "It's useless, you can do whatever you want."

"Hi, hi, I'm casual. Since it's casual, I'll come in." Ni Bolei said, leaning over to bring in the shopping bag outside the door, and then began to change shoes.

Wu Siwen's house rarely had guests, so Ni Bolei put on the clean slippers he specially brought from his apartment.

After entering the apartment, Ni Bolei steamed the rice and stewed the chicken soup as if he had come to his own home, then fiddled here and tidied up there.

Wu Siwen came out just after taking a shower, with a white towel tied around his waist and water dripping from his hair.

Ni Bolei looked up and was stunned.

Unconsciously, Wu Siwen walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the remote control, and searched for programs casually.

Ever since Ni Bolei broke into his life, he has gone from being indifferent at the beginning to now being bored and anxious. It seems that he has changed in this entanglement without knowing it.

He didn't know the specific reason, but to be honest, he didn't hate Ni Bolei.

This young man is very motivated, and the rookie competition will officially start at the end of the month. At such a critical time, Ni Bolei still comes to cook for him every day. He really can't understand Ni Bolei's mentality.

After changing several channels, there was nothing interesting, so Wu Siwen simply threw the remote control aside. At this time, a dog blood love drama was playing on the TV.

Wu Siwen was very tired. Once a workaholic fell into that frenzied state, it would be difficult to stop. However, once he stopped, he would immediately be overwhelmed by the overwhelming sleepiness and be unable to fight back.

Wu Siwen really wanted to sleep for a while, but the glutton in his stomach was activated by the smell of food. He closed his eyes, leaned slumped on the sofa, and waited for the meal.

In these years, no one stayed by his side, firstly because of his attitude of not getting close to strangers, and secondly, even if anyone wanted to pester him, he would be defeated by his extremely full work schedule.

Opening his eyes, he was about to ask if it was time to eat, but Wu Siwen met a pair of eyes full of fascination.

Ni Bolei had come to him at some point, and was bending down and staring at a certain part of him intently.

Wu Siwen lowered his head following Ni Bolei's gaze, and immediately understood what Ni Bolei was thinking.

He coughed dryly, and was about to get up and put on his clothes, but he asked Ni Bolei to hold him down: "Master Gentleman, are you tempting me to commit a crime?"

Wu Siwen knew that he was careless.Wanting to push away Ni Bolei who was approaching, Wu Siwen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated - Ni Bolei's heart rate was a bit exaggerated.

Wu Siwen turned his head away: "Don't mess around."

"Master Sven, do you have the heart to let me burn the stove all the time? Daddy, I like you, how could you be so defenseless, lying in front of me with bare chest and back? I'm not a gentleman—" Ni Bolei said , kissed Wu Siwen uncontrollably.

Wu Siwen's brain was buzzing, since he was kissed frantically by this idiot fan at the press conference, he has not had his first kiss.

However, he is still a virgin!

Wu Siwen struggled, but unfortunately he was not as strong as Ni Bolei, after several resistances, he simply gave up in vain.

Ni Bolei stopped suddenly, his slightly hoarse voice rang in Wu Siwen's ear: "Master Gentleman, I feel very guilty when you are like this...forget it—"

Ni Bolei got up, went to the bedroom to get Wu Siwen's shirt, put it on Wu Siwen's shoulders: "I'll go see if the chicken soup is ready."

Wu Siwen's whole body was still in the dead mode.

He subconsciously touched his upper body that had been kissed, and strong irritability surged in his heart, wave by wave.

At this time, on the LCD monitor, the men and women in the love drama were doing red-faced movements. Wu Siwen glanced at it, put on his clothes hastily, and then fled in embarrassment.

Walking on the street in the early morning, Wu Siwen's brain finally calmed down.

He felt very shameful, he was able to respond to being kissed just now, it was simply beyond his acceptable range, he didn't know what to do anymore.

Tired from walking, he sat slumped on the side of the street, looking at the endless traffic on the street, really wanted to light a cigarette, and touched his pockets, only to realize that he came out in a hurry and had nothing with him.

After getting up and walking back for less than 10 minutes, Wu Siwen saw Ni Bolei alone under the streetlight at the corner.

Ni Bolei lowered his head, hiding his expression in the shadows where the lights couldn't reach.

Wu Siwen glanced at it, then passed by without looking sideways.

"Master Gentleman, why did you run away? Are you really bothering me to the point where I can't see it?" Ni Bolei asked in shock as he stood beside the lamp post.

Wu Siwen stopped and didn't look back: "It's not you who are annoying, it's getting late, go back to sleep."

"Where are you going?" Ni Bolei was very stubborn, still stuck like a log.

Wu Siwen didn't speak, and the two just turned their backs to each other, stalemate.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and finally, Wu Siwen sighed: "Give me some time to think about it, go back."

When Ni Bolei heard this, he turned around abruptly, excited like a child about to eat candy: "Really?"

"Really." Wu Siwen said, walking towards the apartment.

Ni Bolei followed behind with light steps, and his whole body was filled with joy.

When he came to the corridor, Wu Siwen knew that he didn't bring the key, so he could only look at Ni Bolei and motioned for him to open the door.

Ni Bolei blinked: "Master Gentleman, I forgot your house key."

-_-|||Wu Siwen was speechless to the extreme.

"Master Sven, come to my house for a rest first. I'll find a way to open the door. After all, there is still chicken soup stewing on the stove." Ni Bolei said, walked to the next door, and opened the door of his apartment.

Wu Siwen thought for a while, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over: "Excuse me."

"Don't bother, don't bother at all." Ni Bolei was overjoyed, and when he returned to the house, he began to tamper with the toolbox, preparing to help Wu Siwen break open the door.

Wu Siwen watched Ni Bolei go out, then glanced casually, and felt that the apartment was really extremely clean.

The reason why his own apartment can be kept tidy is due to the part-time workers, but Ni Bolei's apartment is obviously more tidy and bright, and it looks more like the result of Ni Bolei's own efforts.

Wu Siwen sat on the sofa, looking out the window calmly.

About seven or eight minutes later, Ni Bolei rushed in like a gust of wind, took something, and was swept out like a small whirlwind.

Wu Siwen stared blankly at the direction in which Ni Bolei disappeared, until Ni Bolei walked in again a moment later, he was still in a daze.

"Is Mr. Sven looking at me?" Ni Bolei approached with a smile, holding a toolbox in his hand.

Wu Siwen came back to his senses, turned his face away: "You think too much."

"Oh?" Ni Bolei was still smiling, and his voice picked up, "Master Gentleman, let's go back first, I'll add seasoning to the chicken soup later."

"En." Wu Siwen got up to leave, and when he passed by Ni Bolei, he subconsciously looked aside, not meeting Ni Bolei's gaze.

The door of the apartment was intact, and the lock was not damaged. Wu Siwen took a rough look and made a judgment. It seemed that Ni Bolei still had something to do.

But judging from the time, it seems that Ni Bolei also took a lot of effort to open the door. So, did he open it after studying without a teacher?

It does seem to be the case.

Wu Siwen shook his head, walked into the apartment, and closed the door without closing it.

He didn't know what attitude he should have towards Ni Bolei, because he didn't understand, so he didn't completely reject it for the time being.

To him, Ni Bolei may not be such a simple existence of emotional enlightenment, but now he can only explore.

Wu Siwen returned to the sofa and sat down. After walking for too long, his mouth was dry. He poured a glass of water to drink, and then heard footsteps.

Ni Bolei sent several Blu-ray discs to Wu Siwen: "Master Swen, can I ask you to look at this for me?"

"What?" Wu Siwen took the disc, glanced at the title, and read, "The world's number one first love? Pure romance? What is this?"

"It's nothing, I heard that it looks good, but I'm going to participate in the rookie competition, and I don't have time for the time being. Mr. Sven will help me take a look first. If it doesn't look good, I won't worry about it." Ni Bolei said as he walked to the kitchen. Put the final seasoning on the chicken stock and start serving the rice.

Wu Siwen looked at the disc in his hand over and over, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: "Why do these all look like men?"

"Oh? I don't know either, please help me take a look first." Ni Bolei came with food, planning to eat on the coffee table.

Wu Siwen didn't have any objections, but he felt that it was the first time he met someone to help others identify whether a Blu-ray disc was good or not.

Other people's aesthetic standards may not be the same as his. He thought for a while and said: "Why don't you watch it while eating, pick a random episode and watch it, and you will almost know whether it is good or not."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ni Bolei sat down with a smile, glanced at the disc in Wu Siwen's hand, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Wu Siwen pushed the disc into the VCD, then sat down by the sofa, chose an episode at random, and then buried himself in eating supper.

Wu Siwen didn't look up when he heard the chattering Japanese; when he heard the sound of rain, Wu Siwen still didn't look up.

However, when he heard the sad and slightly sweet background music and the man's affectionate tone, he suddenly raised his head in shock.

What came into view was a man with a flat chin hugging a man with a sharp chin and kissing, and he was preparing for the camera.

Wu Siwen suddenly felt the malice from this world.