President, he can't control the Shura field.

"To your house?" Just as Jian Fanchen buckled up his seat belt, Jian Zhuo drove in the opposite direction, "It's better to take me to the hotel, don't make troubles."

Although there are many people in the hotel, it seems inappropriate to go to Jian Zhuo's house, he doesn't want to cause trouble for others.

"There are too many people in the hotel, so shall I send you back to your uncle's and aunt's house?" Jian Zhuo thought about being rejected, but he was definitely worried about Jian Fanchen being outside alone tonight.

Jian Fanchen didn't want to go back to his parents' house. There was so much hype on the Internet today, and he couldn't avoid being interrogated when he went back at this time. He had already received a message from Jian's mother in the afternoon.

"Some relatives have already told them that I won't be able to sleep when I go back now." Jian Fanchen picked up the phone again with a headache.

He still asked Xiaoan to check the hotel, but because there was a big event in the city center tonight, the hotel was fully booked.

Jian Zhuo drove onto the main road, because there was an event, there was a big traffic jam in City C.

Jian Fanchen's cell phone rang again, and he saw Cheng Lian's name again.

He hesitated but didn't answer, and asked, "Is it Cheng Lian?"

He sighed, seeing Zhuo knew the answer.

"He called in the afternoon." Zhuo Jian stared at the front without taking his eyes off, "Brother, you are in a meeting, so I'll answer it."

Jian Fanchen was taken aback for a moment: "What did he say?"

"As for the trending topic on Weibo, it was exposed by the program team." Jian Zhuo has already investigated the ins and outs of the whole afternoon.

Jian Fanchen also guessed it, he felt that he still needed to clarify with Cheng Lian, so he answered the phone.

"Cheng Lian."

"Mr. Jian," the voice on the phone was anxious, "Where are you?"

"I'm here..." He turned his head and glanced at Jian Zhuo, "I'm outside."

As night fell outside the car window, Jian Zhuo turned up the heat a bit.

Probably hearing Jian Fanchen's hesitation, Cheng Lian immediately said: "President Jian, I don't want to disturb you, I just want to make sure you are okay?"

"Well, I'm fine. I know what happened today. It's your program group's idea. You play hard and don't be affected."

After he finished speaking, there was silence on the phone for two seconds.

"Boss Jian, I'm sorry, I was careless." Cheng Lian's voice was tight, "If I knew they would do this, I wouldn't have let them shoot you."

Cheng Lian, a fledgling rookie, would never have thought of such a thing. He is not yet the behind-the-scenes bigwig in the entertainment industry.

Jian Fanchen didn't know what to say for a while, he didn't have much to say, he just wanted to persuade Cheng Lian to concentrate on his career.

"I know, this is beyond your control. Don't think too much, it's inconvenient for you to show up too often now, go back quickly." As soon as Jian Fanchen finished speaking, he regretted it.

This accidentally slipped the tongue again.

Sure enough, Cheng Lian immediately asked suspiciously: "Boss Jian, do you know where I am? You saw..."

Jian Fanchen clenched his phone tightly, thinking quickly about how to find love.

But Cheng Lian didn't ask further, he seemed to chuckle and sigh, Jian Fanchen didn't hear it very clearly.

"I see, Mr. Jian. Don't worry, I will concentrate on the game."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Fanchen finally leaned on the seat and let out a sigh of relief.

He rubbed his temples, Jian Zhuo handed him a bottle of water.

"Thank you." He took it, and the bottle cap had been unscrewed.Jian Zhuo is always so considerate, knowing that he likes to drink water when he is stressed, he thinks while drinking.

The traffic is still congested, the street lights have been turned on, and the TV wall in the central square is showing clips of "Sounds of Nature" contestants again.

Normally, when driving by, I would not notice the content of the TV wall at all, but at this time the road is so motionless that it is difficult not to watch what is broadcasting on the screen.

Now the clips of the contestants are scrolling.

Among a group of powerful original singers, Cheng Lian is the most outstanding in addition to his strength, so his clips will be longer in any movie.

As soon as he appeared in front of the camera, Jian Fanchen's lips were drawn into a line.

This is a clip of their first game, which is the conversation with the judges after the game that Jian Fanchen watched that day.

But fortunately, the sound insulation in the car is good, so I can't hear what Cheng Lian is saying.

But soon Jian Fanchen found out that he was wrong.

The damn subtitle group subtitled it!

As a result, lines that could be seen clearly from a hundred meters away appeared on the big screen.

[Cheng Lian: This is for someone who is very special to me. 】

Jian Fanchen unscrewed the cap again, and his head hurt even more.

"President Jian, listen to some music?" Jian Zhuo looked at him sideways, reached out and turned on the stereo, "What do you want to hear?"

"Okay, anything is fine." Jian Fanchen now felt that as long as it could divert his attention, he could listen to anything.

Jian Zhuo chose jazz, and the melodious and lazy brass sound made it hard not to relax.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

"Okay, thank you." Jian Fanchen said.

"Brother, don't keep thanking me, you don't need to be so polite to me." Jian Zhuo reached out and took a blindfold and put it in front of him, "It's too busy, if you are tired, just close your eyes and rest for a while."

Jian Fanchen didn't sleep well last night, and today he experienced such a large amount of information, he felt a little exhausted.After putting on the blindfold, he lowered the backrest and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up, he found that he was no longer in the car.

He was lying on a big bed, neatly dressed, still wearing his sweater.

The room is dimly lit with night lights, and the furnishings are very chic. There are various models on wooden modern bookshelves, and there are drawings on the walls.

This is the room of Jianzhuo.

Did Jian Zhuo really bring him to his house?When did he promise to come?

Also, how did he get here?

Jian Fanchen, who was not so clear-headed, got out of bed, opened the door and went out.

This is a small LOFT, the bedroom is upstairs, and the smell of food comes from downstairs.

He looked down and saw Jian Zhuo's back in the kitchen.

"See Zhuo." He called him, his throat a little dry.

Jian Zhuo turned his head and looked up, and when he saw him, he smiled cutely: "Brother, you are awake, the meal is ready, come down."

Jian Fanchen looked a little dazed.

He went downstairs, and there were already two dishes on the table.

The third dish came out soon, and Jian Zhuo brought it up: "Brother, wash your hands first."

Jian Fanchen swallowed, his stomach rumbled, and he decided to fill his stomach first.

Because he was so hungry, he ate very quickly, Jian Zhuo asked him if he wanted a second bowl of rice.

"No, that's enough for me, thank you." With strength, he could think, "Just now...you carried me up?"

For this reason, he couldn't think of a second one.

"I carried you up." Jian Zhuo knew he was going to ask this, and obediently put down his chopsticks, "I'm sorry brother, I didn't ask you for permission. I thought you were sleeping too soundly, so I didn't wake you up."

"You hugged me up? How did you do it?" Jian Fanchen was a little skeptical, Jian Zhuo was so soft and cute that he could hug him up, and he didn't know it at all?

Jian Zhuo paused, and Gou Gou looked cautiously: "Brother, are you...are you asking what position you are hugging?"

Jian Fanchen nodded. It sounded a little strange to say that, but that's what he meant.

"Princess Hug." Jian Zhuo replied honestly.

Jian Fanchen couldn't believe it even more: "Can you hug me as a princess?"

And still so stable?

The suspected Gougou was a little unhappy: "Brother, do you need me to demonstrate it again?"

"That's not necessary." Jian Fanchen remembered the law that everything is possible for the hero of the Internet.If he really saw with his own eyes that a cute kid was stronger than him, he would be ashamed.

Jian Zhuo smiled and tore open the after-dinner yogurt and pushed it in front of him.

"But did we agree to come to your house just now?" Jian Fanchen asked again.

Gougou looked innocent: "You fell asleep later, I couldn't wake you up, so I had to make my own decisions."

The tone was well-behaved and cautious, but there was no regret in what he said.

He was afraid that Jian Fanchen would say that he wanted to leave, so he looked back at the clock on the wall and said, "It's very late today, it's nine o'clock, brother, you can just make do with me for the night, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"It's nine o'clock." Jian Fanchen is not such an awkward person, anyway, Jian Zhuo also stayed at his house.The male protagonist Xiao Shou doesn't care, what is he afraid of.

"Okay, then I'll sleep in the guest room, and you lock your door." The distinction is clear.

Jian Zhuo smiled helplessly: "Brother, there is no guest room... I only have one room in this loft, you can sleep in my room, and I can sleep on the sofa."

Before he opened his mouth, Jian Zhuo said regretfully: "I'm sorry, brother, my place is too simple... The main reason is that I lived here since I was a freshman, and it is convenient to go to the studio, so I didn't move, so I can only feel wronged." You are late."

Although this LOFT is not big, it is decorated in a very special way, with a touch of modernity and warmth, and it is also very clean.

"Not simple, not wronged... I like this style very much. I just want to sleep on the sofa, and this sofa looks very comfortable." Jian Fanchen felt that he was being rude, and said embarrassedly.

Jian Zhuo smiled: "Okay, brother, eat yogurt quickly."

Jian Fanchen picked up the yogurt and took a bite. The milk stained the corner of his mouth, so he licked it.

Jian Zhuo lowered his eyes, silently picked up the glass water glass next to him, and drank two big mouthfuls of cold water.

He remembered that when he hugged Jian Fanchen just now, he didn't take off the blindfold because he was afraid of the glare of the light.

Because the eyes were covered, Jian Fanchen's tall nose and moist lips were even more difficult to ignore.

So that after he put the person in the room, he immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Just thinking of Jian Fanchen in his room made him stunned for a long time, and he took a shower for a while before calming down, but now it seemed that the rush was in vain again.