Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

Jiang Xian originally thought that it was the first time he got along with normal elders, and he would be so embarrassed that he had nothing to say.

But being disturbed by these two live treasures, on the contrary, the whole atmosphere became more relaxed.

The old man's face was not very good when he was sick, but he smiled kindly and kindly.

Ding Xuan has been teaching and educating people for dozens of years, and it can be seen that Jiang Xian is nervous and scared.

So skipping two acquaintances, the first one took the initiative to say hello to Jiang Xian, and said, "Hello, Xiao Jiang, I heard that the two of them mentioned you many times, and today I finally met the real person."

Jiang Xian also followed Fu Boyuan's address, bowed slightly and said hello: "Mr. Ding is good." He put the flower and fruit basket on the cabinet and said, "Thank you for helping me solve my troubles."

Ding Xuan waved his hands and said, "Don't worry about it, it's a small matter." He glanced at Fu Boyuan, and joked, "Just treat it as a favor from Xiao Yuan for helping him as a substitute teacher."

Hearing the nickname "Xiaoyuan", Jiang Xian naturally thought of "Yuanyuan".

It's time to let Fu Boyuan know about this, but if he tells him, the other party may not understand the intentional concealment, so he has to show his flaws and let him find out by himself.

Jiang Xian's body, which had been stiff since he entered the ward, gradually relaxed in Ding Lao's gentle words.

Fu Boyuan and Xie Chen also wisely maintained peace for a while.

The two of them would also actively compete to enliven the atmosphere when he occasionally couldn't answer the conversation.

It seems... not as difficult to contact as I imagined.

In some moments, Jiang Xian even wondered if it wasn't his own problem, but that he had never had contact with normal elders since he was a child, which caused him to subconsciously resist this matter.

After relaxing, Jiang Xian was not so restrained, and unintentionally learned many secrets.

For example, Xie Chen thought his mother's surname sounded better, so he didn't take his father's surname as "Ding".

For example, Ding Xuan always disagreed with Xie Chen's entry into the entertainment industry because of Qin Zhi's matter. He reluctantly compromised until Xie Chen stubbornly pretended to be an alpha.

For example, Xie Chen's hostility towards Fu Boyuan was because Ding Xuan always praised Fu Boyuan at home, saying that he was closer than his own son.

Xie Chen's ears were calloused, so naturally he would not be happy.

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Once the days go well, they go by like flowing water.

"Bamboo Covenant" has come to an end, and summer is really coming.

Jiang Xian lay on the bed after washing up, habitually playing with his mobile phone before going to bed.

Just after midnight, a bunch of app messages popped up to wish him a happy birthday.

People who have made friends with each other in various social software but are not very close also sent congratulatory text messages one after another, and he read them one by one and replied.

Thinking of the person sleeping next door, Jiang Xian felt for the first time that today was indeed a memorable day.

But when he saw a message from an unfamiliar number, the smile on Jiang Xian's mouth disappeared in an instant, and his face was solemn.

【Jiang Xian, I'm Dad.I owe a lot of money recently, you have earned so much money as a big star, for your mother's sake, you should be filial and filial to me.I will send you the card number tomorrow. 】

When Jiang Xian saw the word "Dad", the boulder that had disappeared for many years came back to his heart.

He sat up, clutching the sheets crumpled, his chest heaving violently, gasping for breath, but still felt that he was about to suffocate.

Block this number directly, delete this text message, and throw the phone far away after turning off the phone.

Jiang Xian's mood gradually calmed down.

But he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be back in the cramped and cramped room when he was a child, and he was about to be dragged out to endure endless abuse and beating in the next second.

The next day, "Bamboo Covenant" will be finalized, and there will probably be a celebration banquet in the evening, and... more important things.

He endured it for so long and waited for it for so long.

I have to push it until today, but I want to give myself a gift.

In desperation, Jiang Xian got out of bed and dug out the melatonin hidden in the innermost part of the cabinet.

After eating, he gradually fell asleep.

But relying on external force to fall asleep, I still keep dreaming.

When the alarm clock rang, Jiang Xian sat up in a daze, his head dizzy from sleep.

He subconsciously grabbed the pajamas that had slipped off his shoulders.

Pulling on the slippers again, she stood by the window, squinted her eyes and pulled open the curtains.

The hot summer sun instantly slanted into the room, and the darkness and fear disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the vibrant green outside the window, Jiang Xian's mood almost recovered.

The last scene of "Bamboo Covenant" is a kiss scene.

Because only a hazy feeling is needed, and no close-ups are needed, the director didn't let them actually kiss, just ask for a seat.

Jiang Xian and Fu Boyuan have been ambiguous for so long, and even slept together in the same bed, but this kind of close contact under the camera is more charming and fascinating than any real intimate behavior.

Fu Boyuan was probably too embarrassed, so he didn't come to see him last night abnormally.

When Jiang Xian arrived on the set, he was so embarrassed that he didn't say a word to Fu Boyuan.

I don't know why I'm so guilty, and it's not a limited/restricted/rated small movie.

Everything was ready on the set. Director Wen Liang sat behind the monitor and shouted "Start" with a loudspeaker.

Fu Boyuan raised his hands and held them beside Jiang Xian's face.

As they looked at each other, they couldn't help but fell deeply into those amber eyes.

The index finger and middle finger were stuck on both sides of the other party's red ears. Because he was not very skilled, Fu Boyuan's right fingertips accidentally rolled over Jiang Xian's hot earlobe, which was full and soft to the touch.

Jiang Xian's lips were also beautiful, with a natural rosiness.

The make-up artist seemed to have applied a layer of lip gloss on him, and the already plump lips shone with a charming luster in the sun.

Fu Boyuan rolled his Adam's apple uncontrollably.

Presenting Jiang Xian's most beautiful profile in front of the camera, Fu Boyuan turned his head and approached him a little bit.

With every inch closer, twice as many absurd thoughts burst into my mind.

I want to drop countless kisses on the eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

I want to grind that bloody earlobe with my lips and teeth.

I want to use my rough fingertips to swipe the round lips over and over again, rub it hard so that it becomes hot and hot, and then suck it in by myself.

I want to dream about the stupid things I have done thousands of times in my dreams.

The breaths of the two slowly intertwined as the distance gradually drew in.

Jiang Xian felt the other party's scorching nose spray on his face, and subconsciously blinked.

He really wanted to look away, otherwise he would be familiar with himself.

But in the script, this was the kiss that Shen Wanting had been looking forward to for a long time, Jiang Xian could only forcefully suppress his out-of-control heartbeat, and let Fu Boyuan push the distance to the extreme.

He held his breath at such close quarters that his lips felt dry.

The wind seemed to stagnate along with his breathing, with the "rustling" of leaves rubbing against each other, the noisy cicadas, and the chaotic heartbeat all stopped.

The whole world is occupied by Fu Boyuan alone.

Jiang Xian almost couldn't help licking his dry lips, but luckily the director yelled "Cut".

With the movement of Fu Boyuan backing away, the breath that was stuffy in his chest was released in an instant, and everything around him became alive again.

The last scene was also replayed, Jiang Xian clenched his hands in a daze, and quietly held the moisture in his palms.

He didn't even dare to give Fu Boyuan half an inch from the corner of his eye.

The staff ran over and stuffed a bouquet of flowers in their hands.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the two teachers for the successful completion!"

Jiang Xian bowed in all directions to thank him, and finally dared to take advantage of the chaos to glance at Fu Boyuan.

But he found that the other party was bowing almost in sync with him.

Like a couple receiving blessings...

He was still immersed in his imagination, the drama teacher came out pushing the cake, and everyone clapped their hands and wished him a happy birthday.

Jiang Xian was overwhelmed by the successive blessings.

After the cake was divided and eaten, there was a commotion for a while before the crowd slowly dispersed.

Fu Boyuan stood behind him all the time, Jiang Xian was like a little white rabbit being targeted by a hunter, he didn't dare to act rashly at all.

He said he had to wait for summer, and today is his birthday, which also happens to be the summer solstice.

This time it was Fu Boyuan who stepped forward first and asked, "Brother, aren't you going back?"

Jiang Xian stared and said "ah", and asked in disbelief, "Now?"

Fu Boyuan was also a little puzzled, and walked towards Zhou An: "Is there anything else you haven't done?"

Jiang Xian felt that he was very strange. He was still nervous just now, but now he knew that he had forgotten, and he was so uncomfortable that he scratched his heart and liver.

He followed Fu Boyuan over, watched the other party click on the mobile phone schedule, checked it carefully,

Fu Boyuan frowned and said, "It's all right." He suddenly looked at Jiang Xian, "Oh, I remembered!"

Jiang Xian pursed his lips and looked earnestly.

"I have a temporary video conference in a while!" Fu Boyuan nodded for confirmation, "Thank you for reminding me, I have to go back first, otherwise it may be too late."

Jiang Xian froze in place until he saw a cloud of dust rising from Fu Boyuan's nanny's car, and he was so choked that he covered his mouth and nose and coughed a few times, and then he slowly recovered.

Damn... This person really forgot, right?

Just before this, you still like one bite at a time?What about roses?

Go to a meeting for a lifetime!

He was so full that he didn't even want to eat at night.

In fact, there is still anticipation in my heart, staring at the clock on the wall, watching the hour hand approaching twelve o'clock bit by bit.

Jiang Xian is like a helpless Cinderella, sincerely praying that twelve o'clock will come later.

He slumped on the sofa and gradually lost his patience. In the end, he didn't want to look at the time at all.

Anyway, as long as he feels that the time is not up, it is not up.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Jiang Xian sat up straight, didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and ran over to open the door.

He didn't even see anyone at the door, he grabbed the door frame and leaned out to look left and right.

Only a medium-sized red velvet box was found on the ground.

Jiang Xian picked it up, opened the lid, and there should be a bottle of wine inside.

The dark red liquid was shaking in the glass bottle, and there seemed to be fine sediment in it.

A piece of golden paper was pasted on the body of the bottle, with familiar handwriting on it——

"Roses drowning in wine is my luxury for the whole spring."

Fu Boyuan appeared out of nowhere, and he was wearing the same dark cyan-colored lapel suit when they first met in the dressing room of the awards ceremony.

At first glance, it was carefully cleaned up.

Jiang Xian was quite satisfied with this kind of ritual feeling, but he didn't know which one it was from, so he asked, "What do you mean?"

Are you going to propose directly?

Fu Boyuan said: "Didn't brother see any difference?"

Jiang Xian stood back a little bit, looked up and down, felt that the shoulders were a little empty, and the whole body was only cyanotic, which seemed monotonous.

He guessed: "Is there a rose missing?"

He remembered that he accidentally pulled the rose on his shoulder to pieces, and finally threw it on the ground.

After almost a year, Fu Boyuan calculated the old score and asked: "Then you don't plan to pay me back one?"

Jiang Xian put the wine lightly on the cabinet, feeling that his words were unlucky, and said critically, "You wait for another person to drag me down and throw it away?"

Fu Boyuan patted his left chest: "If you put it here, it won't fall off, and no one can touch it."

Jiang Xian was coaxed into a circle, and the villain in his heart immediately started to dance and celebrate.

But he blamed this person for keeping him waiting for so long. Remembering the words on the note, he said arrogantly: "You know I'm allergic to alcohol, but you still gave me a bottle of rose wine. What do you want?"

He didn't spare any time to explain to the other party, he picked out words and said, "Did you only expect a spring?" He was reluctant, "What about summer, autumn and winter?"

Fu Boyuan was a little helpless by his repeated questions.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain along his train of thought, Jiang Xian's beautiful face suddenly magnified several times in front of his eyes.

The unspoken words were sealed with a warm kiss.

When Jiang Xian left, he still licked his lips.

"I'm not allergic to this wine."

The author has something to say:

In fact, I originally wanted to write that Jiang Xian was so happy that his mind was not clear, and he picked out the wrong words, and asked: "Where is Xia Dongchun, was he gifted to death by Concubine Hua?"

Later, I felt that it was too disruptive to the atmosphere, but Jiang Xian really could say such a thing.