The rum in the kitchen seemed not to be covered properly, and the original aroma of fried eggs and ham was completely covered by the obvious smell of wine.

The roses on the table just arrived home yesterday, and they are very fresh.

It was also taken care of very beautifully by Fu Boyuan, and the petals were still stained with water droplets that hadn't been wiped off, so delicate/glamorous.

Fu Boyuan put the opened rum bottle beside the rose.

I accidentally used too much strength, the rose petals were trembling/shaking, and the water droplets on them fell on the solid wood tabletop in a rustle, leaving little dark water stains.

Fu Boyuan picked off the extra petals of the rose and threw it aside, and began to make rose wine.

I found no other tools in the kitchen, so I simply used a wine bottle instead.

The sweet juice of the rose was squeezed out, and some flowed on the ground, forming a small puddle.

Jiang Xian waited uncomfortably, and asked feebly, "You're starving to death, haven't you finished yet?"

Being urged like this, Fu Boyuan was also a little anxious, and his actions went wrong.

He didn't hold the wine bottle firmly, and accidentally splashed all the dark red wine on the roses.

After finishing a breakfast with difficulty, the kitchen was messed up by rose wine.

Fu Boyuan was concerned that Jiang Xian had just been discharged from the hospital not long ago, so after helping him wash up, he carried him to eat first.

I just had some free time to scrub the kitchen table and floor.

Open the window again to let the strong smell of rose wine gradually dissipate.

Jiang Xian was paralyzed on the bed, feeling powerless, but actually very satisfied.

He lazily fumbled with his phone, and it seemed that there was Fu Boyuan's live broadcast today.

I want to see when it will start, lest I accidentally appear on the scene, or disturb the other party.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned on the phone, I saw that I was on the trending search.

#江贤富博远同住# This topic is really eye-catching.

He subconsciously glanced out the window, fearing that paparazzi would secretly follow him and take pictures. He never wanted to experience the feeling of being spied on and peeped at him for the second time in his life.

After taking a few deep breaths, Jiang Xian held his breath and clicked in. The first related Weibo was a video.

In the video, Fu Boyuan was cooking with a stinky face. As the footsteps behind him approached from far to near, suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around his waist.

Jiang Xian was so frightened that he immediately sat up, and couldn't help the sudden force on his overused waist. The pain made him hiss, and he rubbed it with his hands.

"Grass……"

Jiang Xian paused the video, thinking about what he did with Fu Boyuan in the kitchen just now, he was a little afraid to continue watching.

The temperature that had just dropped from his body rose back in an instant, and his ears were hot and swollen.

He glanced at the bathroom, the sound of water in it hadn't stopped, and now he was calling Fu Boyuan, the other party might not be able to hear him.

I plugged in my headphones again and continued watching the video nervously.

Damn it, I actually played a hooligan on Fu Boyuan in front of millions of fans.

Fortunately, the other party still remembered the live broadcast and didn't release the latter content.

No, why didn't Fu Boyuan tell himself that he knew it was live broadcasting?

Fu Boyuan just came out of the bathroom without drying his hair, but he saw Jiang Xian sitting on the bed, staring at himself coldly.

He lowered his head in doubt, looked himself up and down, and found nothing wrong.

So I took the initiative to post it and asked, "Why are you so serious, brother?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xian stretched out a finger, pressed it against his chest, opened the distance between the two of them and said, "Stay away from me."

Fu Boyuan was stunned, he brushed up the loose hair in front of his forehead, stared at those round dog eyes, and began to act obediently: "Did I make a mistake again?"

Jiang Xian looked away, his hooliganism was seen by so many fans, and his own personality suddenly collapsed.

In fact, he has heard enough of the insulting language of black fans in the comments, and it has not caused any substantial harm.

But he was very upset that his private life was casually exposed without his knowledge.

And it was exposed by his most trusted Fu Boyuan, his alpha partner.

No matter what Fu Boyuan's purpose was, this kind of behavior made him feel very insecure.

Jiang Xian said directly: "You were broadcasting live in the morning, why didn't you remind me?"

Fu Boyuan's Adam's apple was rolling, and he sat obediently by the bed, and replied, "I've checked, and you didn't show anything except your hands."

"But everyone knows it's me." Jiang Xian's brows haven't stretched since he saw the video, "I really hate my private life being exposed."

Fu Boyuan lowered his head and apologized earnestly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

All morning, Fu Boyuan looked like a large dog that had stolen food, drooping his tail carefully in the room, for fear of offending his master again.

Before Jiang Xian's anger subsided, he saw some marketing accounts on the Internet and began to question them.

[@八口乐事: Recently, Fu Boyuan and Jiangxian two film stars were first photographed together in the Civil Affairs Bureau, and then they both showed their marriage certificates. This morning, they even showed off their love in the live broadcast. I have to say that they really worked hard, too. Worked hard, and it seems to work well. 】

Not only this one marketing account secretly said that they were in business again, but several other accounts with millions of fans also posted similar announcements together.

The direction of the wind was messed up by these people who fished in troubled waters.

[Yeah, Jiang Xian was interviewed last year, and he couldn't even answer the details of getting along with him. This time, he must be ruthless to gain fans. 】

[Is this really appropriate in the work live broadcast? 】

[Such a private matter... I really don't understand it. 】

Fu Boyuan was preparing lunch in the kitchen, and the continuous ringing of the phone made him even more upset.

The company's public relations department called and told him that someone bought the draft and suppressed them on Weibo.

As an experienced businessman, Fu Boyuan is also very sharp in thinking.

Although he has been with Jiang Xian recently, people have been watching the things in the circle all the time, and he is aware of any wind direction.

The "Falling Shadow" project re-invested and launched by Tang Jia Media was completed almost at the same time as "Bamboo Covenant". Both parties also aimed at this year's New Year's Eve file, which is equivalent to competitors.

Suppressing the two leading actors, myself and Jiang Xian, is tantamount to lowering the competitiveness of "Bamboo Covenant" and paving the way for "Falling Shadow" to top the box office.

The company contacted relevant media and confirmed his guess.

Fu Boyuan stared at the soup boiling on the stove, white smoke rising up, then turned his head to look at the bedroom.

Unlock the phone and ask the company to arrange a two-person live broadcast for him.

The company's efficiency is very high, choosing a day is worse than hitting the day, and it happens to start broadcasting today when it is the hottest and most popular.

The time was set at eight o'clock in the evening.

After lunch was ready, Fu Boyuan yelled to the bedroom: "Brother, come out to eat."

Jiang Xian let out a "hmm", staggered, and walked out with his legs crossed.

His legs were so painful from being rubbed/rubbed, and it was awkward to walk.

Gouging out the culprit, he sat down on the soft cushion and got a little more comfortable.

Fu Boyuan helped him serve the meal, and asked, "Brother, do you know that some marketing account started to question it?"

Jiang Xian nodded, and put the vegetables in his mouth.

"It was Tang Jia who sent the manuscript, and wanted to indirectly influence "Bamboo Covenant." Fu Boyuan put business matters first, and he knew that Jiang Xian would not refuse a reasonable task at work, "So the company arranged for us to do a live broadcast tonight. Let me know in advance."

Jiang Xian was still indifferent: "Got it."

Fu Boyuan didn't say any more, as long as he achieved his goal.

He sent the confirmed news to the company, and Guiyue's official Weibo immediately posted a promotion, hoping everyone will watch it on time.

The company did not write specific live broadcast content for them, but only selected some emotional issues and let them play freely.

After all, both of them are bosses, and they are still real couples.

I am afraid that the manuscripts they wrote are not as good as the two of them said.

Jiang Xian was actually not angry after lunch, he waited for Fu Boyuan to take the initiative to talk to him, and went down the steps by himself.

Unexpectedly, Fu Boyuan hid in the study for the whole afternoon and couldn't even see a shadow.

The anger that had just dissipated was suddenly burned even more.

As a result, when the live broadcast started at [-] o'clock in the evening, his expression was not very good, and he deliberately left a short distance between the two of them.

Fu Boyuan was much better than he was in the morning, and he grasped the rhythm of the live broadcast.

The two first greeted each other very officially, and Jiang Xian stopped talking.

He hasn't faced the camera for a long time, and he is too wild in the morning, trying to save a little image.

Fu Boyuan stared at the fast-moving barrage, pretending to choose random questions to answer.

"Which one of us is chasing whom?" He actually memorized the question a long time ago, and asked and answered by himself, "Mr. Jiang, who I chased, has liked him for a long time."

Jiang Xian glanced at him, but said nothing.

Fu Boyuan continued with his plan: "Why do you like Mr. Jiang?" He paused, moved his eyes up and pretended to think, "Because he was pretty at the beginning, he was very impressive. After getting in touch with him, I found that he is the most sincere and candid person I have ever met. people."

"Sweet daily life... Yes." Fu Boyuan observed Jiang Xian from the corner of his eyes, "I have a scar on my head from when I was a child. Teacher Jiang once secretly kissed it while I was sleeping."

As soon as he finished speaking, his thigh was pinched, with very little strength, almost acting like a baby.

Fu Boyuan suppressed a smile and turned around, asking, "Is there anything Teacher Jiang wants to share?"

The barrage is already insane, the refresh is too fast and it is impossible to see what is said, only a few sporadic ones that stay for a long time can be captured.

【sos, who will question me for cutting off my head...】

[Why are you flirting, you stinky couple! 】

[When two people are together, the state is completely different from the usual state, it feels so vivid, this is the power of love! ! 】

Jiang Xian didn't expect Fu Boyuan to remember it at that time, he was shocked and ashamed, and his brain was spinning rapidly at the same time.

He pursed his lips and began to break the news: "You don't know that Fu Boyuan is a jealous man, right? He even eats the jealousy of his fans."

Fu Boyuan immediately retorted: "I don't."

Sure enough, Jiang Xian didn't hold back and said, "Who saw fans call me 'wife' before, and kept talking about it?"

The barrage was so fast that the live broadcast got stuck as soon as he finished speaking.

This topic hit Fu Boyuan's heart, he grabbed Jiang Xian's hand on the edge of the sofa, and asked, "You've never been jealous?" He got closer and closer, pressing harder and harder, "Then who calls me husband on Weibo? And why didn't you call in person?"

Just as Jiang Xian was exposed by that kiss, he was thrown into chaos.

Now the private message was discovered, and it was completely defeated by the other party's three consecutive questions.

He leaned back in a panic, looked away, saw that the screen had returned to normal, and quickly said, "The internet is ready!"

Fortunately, Fu Boyuan retreated in time, but the bullet screen was not satisfied.

[What are you hesitating about? ?Go up ah ah ah! ! ! 】

[Why don't you continue, I want to see! 】

[I didn't see it in the morning, please be kind to the two male Bodhisattvas? 】

Fu Boyuan brought back the topic: "The last question, did we quarrel? Who would take the initiative to admit mistakes?"

He deliberately said, "We never quarrel. Because I am a few years younger, sometimes it is inevitable that I don't think carefully about problems, and I will occasionally make Teacher Jiang angry. I will apologize. But because Teacher Jiang is really good-natured and tolerant of me, so There was no conflict."

Jiang Xian, who was sulking, felt his scalp tingling. He seemed to have figured out the real purpose of the other party.

From the beginning of the live broadcast, he was showing weakness and posing lowly, blowing rainbow farts wildly, and finally gave him a knowing blow.

I really can't play with him, I am convinced.

After the live broadcast ended, Jiang Xian ran away in a panic, and ran into the bedroom like an ostrich in embarrassment.

Fu Boyuan seemed to have work to do, so he came in after more than half an hour.

After lightly turning off the light, he lay down in bed.

Jiang Xian pretended that he was asleep and turned his back to the other party's position.

His waist was surrounded by strong arms, and he was easily brought into a familiar and warm embrace, with his back resting on his broad chest.

Jiang Xian was very nervous, his abdomen tensed subconsciously, he held his breath and dared not breathe.

It was so obvious that Fu Boyuan must know that he was pretending to sleep, but he couldn't help it.

"Are you still angry?"

Fu Boyuan's voice was almost close to his ear, and the breath he exhaled while speaking moved the broken hair beside his ear, and gently scratched his sensitive ear, turning it red like a drop of blood.

Jiang Xian pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

Unexpectedly, the person behind him was reluctant to let go, and moved with him, and even buried them under the quilt together, sticking them even tighter.

In a confined space, the temperature rises instantly.

Fu Boyuan called him with an airy voice: "Brother?"

Jiang Xian was so bored that he didn't move, but he heard the other party chuckle.

The earlobe was rubbed against the tip of the opponent's nose, and he heard Fu Boyuan call: "Baby?"

Jiang Xian was numb all over from the shouting, and raised his hand to cover his ears.

The wrist was held by Fu Boyuan halfway, the strength gap was too great, the arm was held down and could not move.

Fu Boyuan rubbed against the back of his neck, his voice was lingering and hoarse: "Honey, I was wrong, can you just understand me?"

The author has something to say:

Remember a few days ago when Xiao Fu pointed at the bullet screen of the dog video and asked Jiang Xian to call him "Baby"?

Fu Boyuan belike: If you don't call me, then I will take the initiative to call you.

It's almost over, boys

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