Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

Because the heart was beating so fast, the nurse came over to take a look.

Jiang Xian's lips were too dry, and he said to Fu Boyuan, "I want to drink water."

Just as the nurse was about to leave, she turned around and said, "I can't drink or eat right now until the afternoon, and I'd better have some porridge."

Seeing that his lips were dry and peeling, Fu Boyuan went to the nurse's station to ask for some cotton swabs.

He dipped some warm water and moistened Jiang Xian's lips lightly.

The effect of the anesthesia had not completely worn off so quickly, Jiang Xian woke up for a while and fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, I felt completely awake.

The instruments on the stomach and arms were also removed, Jiang Xian was supported by Fu Boyuan to sit up, ready to eat.

There is a foldable bed table at the end of the bed, and Jiang Xian watched as Fu Boyuan came over with the thermos.

As soon as the lid was opened, the strong pumpkin fragrance filled the entire ward, covering up the unpleasant smell of disinfectant.

Jiang Xian took a sip, the pumpkin was boiled so soft that it melted in the mouth.

The sweetness is also just right, and the sweetness is not sugar, but the sweetness that comes naturally from the pumpkin.

It should be boiled for a long time to make it so delicious.

"Isn't this the takeaway you ordered?" Jiang Xian asked after taking several sips.

Not only Fu Boyuan, but he also ordered many pumpkin porridge when he was not feeling well, but none of them tasted as good as this time.

Fu Boyuan replied truthfully: "My mother cooked it."

"cough……"

Jiang Xian just took a sip and wanted to swallow it, but he swallowed it into his trachea after being choked by his words, and coughed violently a few times.

The range of motion was too large, and the back of the neck, which had been feeling nothing all this time, only now felt a little pain.

Jiang Xian coughed so much that his eyes were red, he took the paper from Fu Boyuan and wiped it off, looked outside the door a few times, and asked, "Aunt and uncle have come to see me?"

"I didn't agree with them to come at first." Fu Boyuan felt that this matter should be explained clearly first, after all, he didn't get Jiang Xian's consent, and he was afraid that the other party still didn't want to have contact with the elders, "but then I said that I will bring you food, I'm afraid the takeaway is not clean , You just finished the operation, and your resistance is relatively weak."

Fu Boyuan looked at Jiang Xian's expression nervously, and explained in a rambling manner: "You came while you were asleep, so don't worry too much."

Jiang Xian listened to him talking, and continued to drink porridge in silence.

I haven't even met the two elders, but the other party took the trouble to cook porridge and send it over.

He also cared for his sensitive mind and left without waiting for himself to wake up.

He understood where Fu Boyuan's sense of proportion came from.

Fu Boyuan looked at his empty eyes and said, "If you don't mind, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xian hurriedly said, "I don't mind!"

He swallowed, the sweetness of the pumpkin porridge in his mouth hadn't completely disintegrated, and said: "When I get out of the hospital, I want to find a suitable time to meet my uncle and aunt."

Fu Boyuan's eyes, which were full of worry just now, became clear in an instant.

He was still worried about this matter before, but he didn't expect Jiang Xian to mention it on his own initiative.

Jiang Xian closed the lid and asked, "What Weibo did you just want to post?"

Fu Boyuan explained to him the shooting of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Jiang Xian rinsed his mouth, and just now the wound hurt from coughing, so he lay down on his side again.

Lying on your side and playing with your phone is bad for your eyes, Jiang Xian said, "Hold it and send it for me."

Fu Boyuan didn't go to get the phone right away, but tidied up the table, put the table back to the end of the bed, and went to wash the thermos.

Jiang Xian saw him busy going back and forth several times, and suddenly felt that it seemed a bit too perfunctory for him to accompany the bed and take care of others.

In comparison, Fu Boyuan is simply too virtuous.

A CEO with hundreds of millions of assets in his hand, and the youngest film star, would cook and wash his underwear for him, and even sew a safe talisman all night.

I actually mentioned the matter of hiring a nurse, but Fu Boyuan refused without even thinking about it, saying that he was worried that others would take care of him.

Jiang Xian also said with a smile at the time: "People rely on this job for a living, don't compare yourself with professionals."

Fu Boyuan was drying clothes on the balcony, not admitting defeat at all: "No one is more attentive than me."

After Fu Boyuan tidied everything up, he sat back on the bed, wiped his hands and took Jiang Xian's cell phone.

He clicked on Weibo, and the homepage was full of his own large-scale information, without any other people.

Glancing at Jiang Xian suspiciously, Fu Boyuan clicked the "+" sign to prepare for editing, but found that the nickname above was "Nancheng Dog Breeding Center".

Fu Boyuan couldn't understand even more, and his brows were all knit together.

What do you mean?

Looking at this statement, Jiang Xian also raised other dogs?

More than one?

Fu Boyuan pushed his chin, put the screen in front of Jiang Xian, and said in a cold tone: "Is this your trumpet?"

Jiang Xian was about to open his mouth to yawn, but when he heard these words, he suppressed the yawn abruptly.

He reached out to grab his phone.

I just set up a flag a few days ago, saying that I won't be so naive to be jealous...

So the fact that I called my husband by a trumpet must not be discovered!

Fu Boyuan dodged with quick eyes and hands, Jiang Xian didn't dare to move too much, he could only let the other party lift the phone out of his reach.

Jiang Xian was anxious and frightened, his face turned red, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Give it back to me!"

"Is there something you're hiding from me?" Seeing his intense reaction, Fu Boyuan looked at him critically, "Is there something in the trumpet that I can't see?"

Jiang Xian saw that his face was not a joking expression, on the contrary, there were obvious emotions gloomy in his brows and eyes, and even a bit of hostility that couldn't be concealed.

Fu Boyuan has always been a coquettish and obedient dog in front of him, even if he gets angry, it is not directed at himself.

Seeing such an expression suddenly now, Jiang Xian felt a little apprehensive.

He seems to have gotten what the fans said, the abstinence and shivering qualities of Fu Boyuan.

Considering that Jiang Xian is a patient, Fu Boyuan took a deep breath.Reining in his temper, he softened his tone and asked, "Why is the trumpet called this name?"

The official microblogs of celebrities are controlled by the company most of the time, so it is normal to have their own trumpet.

Jiang Xian didn't shy away from this question. He said frankly, "Isn't the word 'xian' Nanhe Dog? You are from Nancheng, and you admit that you are a dog. Is there a problem with my name?"

He was a little aggrieved at the end, not knowing why Fu Boyuan was so fierce.

Hearing this explanation, Fu Boyuan pursed his lips, put the phone back into Jiang Xian's hand, and apologized: "I'm too tired these two days, I didn't control my emotions well, I'm sorry."

Jiang Xian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that the other party did not find that private message.

Holding the phone, he put his arms under the quilt, turned over, and turned his back to Fu Boyuan.

Knowing that he made a mistake, Fu Boyuan thought of a topic, got up and approached him to please him, and asked, "Brother, why is your trumpet only paying attention to me?"

Jiang Xian let out a "hum" with his snort, but did not speak.

Fu Boyuan poked his hand in from under the quilt, and said, "Brother, can you talk to me?"

Jiang Xian was shocked by his touch, frowned and said, "It's broad daylight in the hospital, be careful."

"Then tell me, how long will you be angry?" Fu Boyuan took the phone away from him under the quilt, took the position by himself, and held the other party, "I won't bother you anymore."

Jiang Xian couldn't break free, so he had to let him hold his hand: "It depends on my mood, if you don't bother me, I'm in a good mood, and my anger will dissipate quickly."

Fu Boyuan said "Okay" and withdrew his hand resentfully.

After everything was done, he sat and played with his mobile phone.

Looking at the Weibo icon on the desktop, he glanced at Jiang Xian again.

He opened it thoughtfully and searched for "Nancheng Dog Breeding Center.

There is very little content in Jiang Xian's trumpet, and he is the only follower, and the only Weibo is forwarded.

Fu Boyuan glanced at it, it was a collection of fanfiction compiled in Xianyuan CP Chaohua.

He remembered that Jiang Xian said before that he was knocking CP, and this pair should be knocking.

Fu Boyuan got to where he is today, relying on one of his works, and his reputation and strength, so he doesn't care about fans, and he doesn't know much about the relevant content.

Curiously, I entered Chaochao, wanting to see who and whose cp this is.

Take a look at the introduction of Chaohua: Xianyuan is the CP name of Jiang Xian and Fu Boyuan, two movie kings, welcome everyone~

Fu Boyuan: ...

It was actually my own cp super talk.

He casually clicked on a link in the collection.

[Warning: Bite, Yanshe, Navel Orange, Legs/Interaction, x Sitting Abs, Women's Clothes, Fried Birth/Reproduction/Cavity, Neishe]

This does not seem to be serious with humanities.

Fu Boyuan kept sliding his fingers on the screen, and the ambiguous words on the screen hit his eyes.

Does Jiang Xian like these postures and body positions?

He took the screenshots and saved them in the photo album. When Jiang Xian is discharged from the hospital and his body is almost recovered, he can practice slowly.

"Hey!" Jiang Xian called him, and the images in his mind that needed a mosaic disappeared immediately.

Fu Boyuan cleared his throat and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xian pointed the phone screen at him, and a video was playing on it.

A black puppy with drooping ears, licked half a lemon that had been cut open, froze for a while as if its head was on it, and began to jump up and down, with fluttering ears.

Fu Boyuan asked: "What kind of dog is this?"

Jiang Xian replied: "Born Mountain puppy." He opened the barrage again, pointed to one of them, "They call it 'Xiao Bo', what a cute name."

"Didn't you always struggle with your nickname before?" Jiang Xian blinked and said, "You are also Xiaobo."

After speaking, I was very satisfied with my thoughts, and continued: "Other people's uncle likes to eat lemons, and my little brother likes to drink lemonade."

Hearing the word "my family", Fu Boyuan raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

The barrage was still passing by, Fu Boyuan suddenly paused the video, pointed to another one and asked, "People still call it that, why don't you call it brother?"

Jiang Xian followed his fingers and looked over——

[Little uncle baby is so cute woo woo woo! 】

Jiang Xian squinted at him speechlessly: "Don't push yourself too hard!"

What is the name of a 23-year-old man called a baby, he is not ashamed!

Fu Boyuan curled his lips, and looked down to find that his screen had not been turned off, as if he accidentally clicked on the conversation with someone.

He picked it up and saw that it was a dialog box with "Nancheng Dog Breeding Center", and there was only a private message from the other party in it——

[Husband, husband, husband! ! ! 】

The author has something to say:

Adults want to call their husbands, but what kind of babies are they called!

ps: The video of the dog licking lemon is really cute, I share it on wb