Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

[@娱乐新闻事: Fu Boyuan was stabbed at the brand promotion site and was immediately sent to the city's No. 54 Hospital. It is reported that there is no serious problem.The injured person was a [-]-year-old middle-aged man who has been detained by the police and the cause of the injury is under further investigation. 】

Jiang Xian sat on the chair next to the bed and kept flipping through the relevant news. There were also many speculations in the comments below, many of which involved him.

[After watching the video posted by the sisters at the scene, the man suddenly went crazy after his brother said that he would not break up. Does he have something to do with Jiang Xian? 】

【The last news broke the news that Jiang Xian seduced his neighbors/neighbors at a very young age... Maybe this person is, and then he is jealous of Fu Boyuan. 】

【Help... What did Fu Boyuan do wrong? 】

He was uncomfortable watching it, but he couldn't help himself, as if he was masochistic, and couldn't stop at all.She swipe the screen with her finger, wanting to continue watching, but the phone is suddenly snatched away.

Jiang Xian was dispirited, not interested in arguing with Fu Boyuan, and stretched out his hand: "Give it back to me."

Fu Boyuan half leaned against the head of the bed, returned the phone to the home page, locked the screen, and obediently returned it.

I don't know why, ever since I realized that I like Jiang Xian, I can't help but want to tease him, and I want to get Jiang Xian's attention even more. It's best to let those beautiful eyes only pretend to be yourself.

Even he himself thinks this kind of behavior is very childish.

He stared at Jiang Xian, with a tone of complaint and coquetry: "Don't look at your phone, I'm hungry."

Jiang Xian has never been interested in young boys, especially after Fu Boyuan changed into his hospital gown.

Wearing blue and white stripes on the body, compared with the other party's usual black and white collocation, it looks a lot more youthful, and looks more like a male college student who has not graduated.

He took the phone, got up and asked, "What do you want to eat? Order takeaway or should I go downstairs to buy it?"

Fu Boyuan stared straight at him and said, "I want to eat what you made."

Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment, thinking of the kitchen that had never been turned on at home, he wanted to laugh a little: "Then when the time comes, let's go to the ICU and lie down together."

In the end, for the safety of the two of them, Jiang Xian still ordered takeaway.

When resting at night, Jiang Xian didn't want to go back to the hotel alone, and didn't dare to go back, so he simply slept on another bed in the ward.

I went to the tavern today, and now I still smell of barbecue, mixed with a little alcohol, which is particularly unpleasant.

He tilted his head and sniffed at his shoulder, frowned at the smell, and went to the bathroom to take a brief shower.

He took off his coat and was looking for a place to put it, but he found that the clothes rack was already full, above which were Fu Boyuan's sweaters and shirts.

Just as Jiang Xian pressed his clothes on, he immediately withdrew his hand like an electric shock, always feeling a subtle ambiguity.

After taking a bath, he felt refreshed a lot. He probed and asked, "Your sweater or something, I threw it into the washing machine together!"

Fu Boyuan raised his eyes and replied, "Thank you."

But after he finished speaking, Jiang Xian still kept his movements, as if he was a little tangled.

Fu Boyuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xian gritted his teeth, rubbed the door frame with his hands, and asked, "Do you need me to wash your clothes...?"

Hearing this, Fu Boyuan almost hit his face with his mobile phone, he was a little shocked and sat up on the bed, his ears were burning: "No, no..."

Despite being shocked, he did not forget to maintain his seriously injured character.He got out of bed slowly while holding the bedside cabinet, stood on the ground with difficulty, and walked slowly to the bathroom with his waist: "I'll wipe it with a towel, and wash the rest by myself."

Jiang Xian leaned against the door in embarrassment, making way for Fu Boyuan.

The next morning, Fu Boyuan was sitting on the bed eating porridge.

It may be because his acting skills are too realistic, and the doctors and nurses also maintained the same caliber, and did not tell Jiang Xian the real injury, but only said that he needed to be hospitalized for observation, and the time of discharge from the hospital cannot be determined for the time being.

In order to make him recover quickly, Jiang Xian strictly controlled and managed his diet.

The three meals should be balanced in nutrition, heavy oil and spicy food should be firmly resisted, and chicken soup, fish soup and soft-shelled turtle soup should be changed every day.

He wanted to get up and move around, or needed to get out of bed to get something, Jiang Xian rushed over to stop him immediately and pushed him back on the bed.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Xian came to the bedside to collect the mobile phone on time, and returned it to him when he woke up the next day.

Fu Boyuan felt that he might have a bit of a shaky physique, and he was happy to be under Jiang Xian's control.

Completely useless.

It just so happened that the doctors came to round the ward. According to regulations, family members cannot stay in the ward, so Jiang Xian went to the corridor ahead of schedule.

After the director asked a few words, he took the other doctors and left quickly, except for a younger doctor who stayed.

Fu Boyuan felt that this person was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Tong Yuan took a deep breath and couldn't hold it anymore: "I want to discuss something with you."

Fu Boyuan didn't quite understand: "What?"

Tong Yuan took out his mobile phone and put it in front of him, feeling a little excited: "Take care of Jiang Xian, I'm really convinced, you can send me [-] messages a day. The call from the hospital is Hei Wuchang, he is Bai Wuchang, everyone He came to kill me."

On the phone is the familiar Crayon Shin-chan avatar. Jiang Xian's chatting style with this person is completely different from his own.

【How is Fu Boyuan's situation? 】

【I see so many bandages around his waist, how big is the wound? 】

[Is there not only trauma, but also internal organs? 】

[Why doesn't the dog get back to me! 】

【Brother, tell me, I beg you. 】

[I won't check out too many problems, you are afraid that I won't be able to bear it, so you don't say it? 】

[Forget it, no matter how serious he is, I can bear it. At worst, I will support him for the rest of my life. 】

It turned out that he was so worried behind his back, but he had to pretend to be calm on the surface.

Fu Boyuan tried his best to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising, remembering that when he first met Jiang Xian, the other party mentioned that he had a child, he said doubtfully, "Are you that godfather?"

Tong Yuan was taken aback, flattered and said: "You don't have to be so polite..."

Fu Boyuan smiled: "Are you Jiang Xian's child? He told me before."

Tong Yuan put away his mobile phone: "I will unilaterally break up with him immediately." He looked at the time, put away his joking tone before leaving, and added, "Although I know you have your own considerations, I respect them too." The patient's privacy, but don't worry him too much. I have known him for more than ten years, and I have never seen him like this."

Fu Boyuan nodded: "I see, thank you."

He finished his meal slowly, without waiting for Jiang Xian to come back.It's rare that you don't have to stay on the bed all the time, and you can get out of bed and move around freely for a while.

The weather in Nancheng is very good recently. Although the temperature is still low, the sun can be seen every day.

Fu Boyuan went to the restroom first, and stood by the window when he came out. The warm sun shone on his body, making him warm and comfortable.

Just as he was about to spread his arms and move his shoulders and neck, the door behind him clicked.

He immediately entered a serious injury state, and leaned on the wall to bend down.

Jiang Xian walked over frowning, and took his arm skillfully: "Why did you come down alone?"

Fu Boyuan pulled his arm out, wrapped it around the back of his neck, and put it on his shoulder: "It's more comfortable this way. I want to go to the bathroom, but the wound starts to hurt again when I get here, so stand and rest for a while."

"I'll take you there."

In this posture, Jiang Xian's right hand was stuck, very awkward and unable to use his strength, so he simply passed through behind his waist.

Afraid of touching the wound, I have to hold my butt/butt when I go down. It's not suitable, so I can only hug up.

His sight was blocked, and he couldn't see where his hands were at all.

Because the constant temperature in the ward is about 26 degrees in winter, the thickness of the hospital gown is the same as that of an ordinary T-shirt.

As soon as it fell down, his fingers felt a subtle bump, which was so vivid that Jiang Xian even rubbed it.

Feeling that Fu Boyuan next to him trembled, and his shoulders were pulled down by the broad palm, he immediately put down his hand in embarrassment: "No... sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Jiang Xian lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the other party, Fu Boyuan didn't speak, and walked into the bathroom silently.

Jiang Xian leaned against the wall and stared blankly at the ceiling. It has to be said that Fu Boyuan's chest muscles are really elastic.

As expected of a man with a bust of 102.

He waited outside for 10 minutes, but there was no movement in the bathroom.

After trying to knock on the door, Jiang Xian asked, "Are you okay?"

No one answered.

Damn, it's not like Fu Boyuan really has a problem, he can't pee...

He beat on the door harder: "If you can't do it, don't force yourself."

Still no reply.

Jiang Xian stood and waited for half an hour, his legs were numb, only then did he hear the sound of the toilet being flushed.

When Fu Boyuan came out of the bathroom, he turned his head and took a look. The other person's face was reddish, and the hair on his temples and forehead was wet. He didn't know whether he was sweating or washed his face.

Just as he went up to pick him up, he was almost fainted by the strong scent, and couldn't tell if it was in the bathroom or on Fu Boyuan's body.

Helping Fu Boyuan back to the bed, Jiang Xian went to the bathroom again.

Before reaching the door, Fu Boyuan called him hoarsely and asked, "What are you doing in?"

Jiang Xian didn't turn his head back, and replied seriously: "The clothes on the window sill are dry, I'll take them in." He held his breath, and before he could completely ignore the pungent fragrance, he whispered, "Who wants to poison to death by spraying so much?" ..."

Passing near the toilet, I couldn't hold back my breath, and sensitively caught a hint of the scent of wine and... fishy smell that was not completely covered.

He is also a man, and he knows what is going on when he thinks about it.

It's just that I didn't expect that Fu Boyuan's reaction would be so strong when I accidentally rubbed him lightly.

The clothes hanging outside the window were slightly shaken by the wind. Jiang Xian first put his clothes away according to their size. The underwear was placed on top, occupying only half of the sweater.

He has a little habit of burying his face in his freshly dried clothes and breathing heavily.The fluffy and full sweater that has been exposed to the sun is full of the clean and clear smell of laundry detergent.Inhaled into the nasal cavity, the whole person is very comfortable.

Jiang Xian was still intoxicated by the excellent touch and fragrance, and the door was knocked several times.

He opened his eyes and looked over, met Fu Boyuan's surprised eyes, and explained simply: "What are you looking at me for, haven't you seen smelling clothes?"

Fu Boyuan: "...that's underwear."

Jiang Xian looked at the underwear placed on the top, and suddenly felt that he couldn't explain clearly, besides, even the underwear was clean, so he said directly: "I didn't smell yours."

Fu Boyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a deep voice, "It seems to be mine."

The author has something to say:

Fu Boyuan: To the extent that I need to go to the bathroom again.

There are also red envelopes in the comments of this chapter,