Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 1851 Decoration?

   The trousers were long and loose, no matter how expensive the trousers looked, they tied a dead knot at the zipper, barely hanging on the waist without falling off, and finally lifted the mopping trousers and walked out of the bedroom.

   As early as noon, Chu Boyang had prepared lunch, but Ji Fengmian slept in the dark, knowing that what he did last night and this morning was a bit reckless.

   Instead of waking her up halfway and getting angry at him again, it's better to let her sleep and wake up naturally.

   At least the firepower value is relatively reduced.

   When Ji Fengmian went out, Chu Boyang was arranging dishes at the dining table, and when he saw the loose clothes coming out, he paused for a while, with a smile in his eyes all the time, beckoning her over.

   Ji Fengmian was rude back then, she had experienced Chu Boyang's craftsmanship over the years.

   It can be said that Chu Boyang is an all-around boyfriend.

   You can go up to the hall, go down to the kitchen, and be able to carry a knife on the battlefield. She has no way of knowing whether or not to carry an embroidery needle, but she feels that as long as he thinks, it should not be a problem.

   When she sat down, Chu Boyang found a soft cushion and put it on the chair.

   Ji Fengmian paused for a while, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

   "It will be more comfortable."

   Ji Fengmian sat down with a cold face.

  The dishes on the table were all Ji Fengmian's favorite dishes. Ji Fengmian picked up the chopsticks, and Chu Boyang walked up to her and helped her straighten her sleeves that were too loose to hang.

   and then sat across from her.

   Ji Fengmian's eyes moved under his eyelids, and he covered it with food.

  I didn't eat breakfast, and I used up a lot of physical strength. Ji Fengmian ate a lot this meal, and then she sat on the sofa and watched TV with a lazy look.

  Chu Boyang packed up and came out, holding a fruit bowl in his hand, and walked to her side, "Would you like to go back to the bed and continue to lie down?"

   Ji Fengmian glanced at him, "Am I a pig?"

  Chu Boyang sat beside her, glanced at the advertisement on the TV, and put the fruit bowl on the coffee table.

   The two of them didn't speak for a while, only the voices of the advertisements took turns changing.

  The atmosphere became dull for no reason.

   Ji Fengmian was silent for a long time, then sat up from the sofa.

   She stared at the TV screen for a long time, "Chu Boyang..."

  Chu Boyang's eyes moved slightly, he reached out and inserted a piece of fruit and handed it to Ji Fengmian.

  Seeing Ji Fengmian's frown, he said calmly, "Don't say anything I don't want to hear, A Mian, I think what I said last night is very clear."

   "Chu Boyang, I think there is something wrong with your brain."

  Chu Boyang laughed, too used to Ji Fengmian's sudden words.

"What's up?"

   "I'm not a good person. I have almost all the faults that others don't like. In the eyes of others, I may not even have a correct view. As for you being drunk and pretending to be crazy, do you want to pester me?"

   "So you should be glad, even so, I want you too."

   Ji Fengmian smiled sarcastically, "Put your nose on your face."

   He could hear that her attitude towards this matter did not seem to be as repulsive as she imagined. He turned to his side and hugged her whole body on his lap.

   This posture made Ji Fengmian angry, pinching his shoulders with both hands, "What's the madness?"

  Chu Boyang pinched her waist, "How do you feel?"

  Ji Fengmian's scalp was a little numb, looking at the question she asked with a half-smile on his face, obviously not asking her if she was uncomfortable.

   This sane man.

   "After so many years, I have not been able to see that you are such a shameless hypocrite."

  Chu Boyang just smiled and did not refute her words.

   "The raw rice is already cooked, can you consider righting me?"

   "Is it still exciting to push your nose on your face?"

  Chu Boyang's eyes fell on her shoulders. Because his shirt was too loose, the neckline slipped and hung on her shoulders.

   His smiling eyes suddenly became a little deeper.

   He leaned forward, kissed her shoulder, and buried his face in the crevice of her neck.

   "Then you quickly give me an accurate answer and say that I am your legitimate boyfriend."

  Ji Fengmian I pushed his head, "Get out!"

   "If you don't say it, I'll take it as your agreement. Anyway, you can only say agree,"

   Ji Fengmian was dazed by his scoundrel, "...Shameless."

  Chu Boyang laughed lowly, "Well...I can be more shameless if I don't agree."

   Ji Fengmian did not give a formal statement, but after all, he did what Chu Boyang wanted.

  Uncle Chu was a little happy and a little worried when he knew that Ji Fengmian and Chu Boyang were together.

   It's not because Chu Boyang was too much to his young lady when he was a child. After all, he was a child, and he didn't need to deny Chu Boyang the whole person because of what happened when he was a teenager.

   What's more, the understanding of Chu Boyang for so many years is really good for Miss, and the ability is definitely there.

   What he was worried about was whether or not his mother, who was thousands of miles away, would agree with her as a young lady.

   It's not his turn to call the shots.

   However, at the age of Miss, you should be like other children, you should have what you should have and experience.

  Since it was the choice of the young lady, his opinion doesn't seem to have much influence. �

   In Ji Fengmian's own opinion, whether he admits to Chu Boyang or not, apart from the fact that the two of them can intimately experience the life of a real adult in private, it is actually no different from the usual "couple" mode that they have maintained for three years.

   However, reality told her how competent she was as a derogatory term.

  Chu Boyang has changed into a different person, and her scalp is numb due to her clinging.

   Holding hands, shoulders, waist, etc. in a large audience, he simply did it with his hands and his face was not blushing or his heart was beating, and he had no sense of shame.

   Even if there is a chance for two people to be alone, he has absolutely no time to be honest.

   Ji Fengmian couldn't bear it any longer, and he repeated the warnings several times, but they were all digested into a pile of waste by him.

   had attracted a lot of attention in the eyes of others, but there was nothing worth mentioning in the past, so I didn't bother to mention them again.

  It's better now, she and Chu Boyang are greasy and crooked almost everywhere in the whole school.

   Ji Fengmian said that Chu Boyang would not listen, and his resistance was ineffective, so he simply let him go.

   She has also seen other couples fall in love, and there is no lack of intimacy.

   Even some people deliberately do it for fear that others will not know the same big show of affection is everywhere.

   Maybe it's normal for them to fall in love like this.

   Besides, after a long time, I feel that my face has naturally thickened.

   On the other hand, the time the two of them spend alone is actually not that much.

   She knew from the beginning that Ji Qing was almost an accessory of Chu Boyang.

   is almost taken wherever he goes. With Chu Boyang's share, Ji Qing's share is absolutely indispensable.

   I added a few more dishes to that meal, so I can't lose Ji Qing's mouth.

   Apart from taking classes, Ji Fengmian has plenty of time, but it is not enough to live directly at Chu Boyang's house and sing every night.

   Originally felt that Uncle Chu always expressed his worries occasionally, and knew that Uncle Chu was considering his own position, but fortunately she did not intend to do so.

   Sometimes I can't stand Chu Boyang's explicit allusions, and I don't want to suppress myself because of restraint.

   It’s just an occasional overnight stay, but it’s unavoidable.

   Of course, it is obvious that Ji Qing sometimes deliberately avoids it.

   He didn’t say anything superfluous, but he clearly expressed his attitude in his actions. �

   Ji Fengmian didn't plan to go home at night, and in the last year, Chu Boyang didn't plan to keep a low profile, and called the driver every morning and night.

   After class in the afternoon, the two of them drove home together.

   Ji Fengmian asked habitually, "Where's Ji Qing?"

  Chu Boyang was holding his mobile phone and was fiddling with something, and said naturally; "She has no class in the afternoon, so she went back to make dinner early."

   Ji Fengmian listened to what he had said, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the mini game, and gave a soft "Oh".

  Chu Boyang paused when he heard the background music of the game, turned his head and smiled and approached her, "She knows your taste very well."

   Ji Fengmian's brows and eyes didn't move, she kept staring at the phone and clicking the screen, "She knows your taste better."

  Chu Boyang smiled, noncommittal.

   Back at the apartment, Ji Fengmian watched Chu Boyang enter his fingerprints and opened the door.

   When I entered the door, I heard a sound in the kitchen, and the smell of vegetables was wafting.

   Hearing the door open, Ji Qing ran out of the kitchen and smiled at them.

   "There are two more dishes, please wait a moment."

   Ji Fengmian changed his shoes, sat directly on the sofa, and put the book in his arms on the coffee table.

  Chu Boyang took off his coat and came out of the bathroom to see Ji Fengmian sitting on the sofa and flipping a book.

   sat next to her, "Don't tell me you came here today to study hard."

   Ji Fengmian snapped the book together and raised his chin, "Of course not."

   "Huh?" Chu Boyang raised his eyebrows with a smile, leaned closer to her, and lowered his voice a little, "Then what are you here for?"

   The warm breath in his ears was obviously deliberately teasing her.

   She turned to the side, put what was in her hand on his face, and pushed him away.

   "Of course I'm here to supervise you!"

  Chu Boyang took the book down and held her hand in the palm of his other hand, "Supervise me for what?"

   "My thesis of course!"

   "Your thesis?"

   Ji Fengmian took it for granted, picked up the orange on the coffee table, and threw a petal into his mouth.

"if not."

   Her appearance was that she was not properly slumped into the sofa, and she felt as if what she said was so natural, "Otherwise, I want your boyfriend to be a decoration?"

  Chu Boyang smiled helplessly, "So your boyfriend is for this?"

   Ji Fengmian didn't care, "It's one of the necessary skills. So if you can't figure it out, your boyfriend is naturally unqualified. Do you want to be unqualified?"

  Chu Boyang flipped through the book, "That must be something I don't want. But...I'm not afraid that the professor won't be able to pass the test, or will be picked up in the future? There will be a day, the impact can be big or small, maybe..."

"Could it be that someone took it out and deliberately messed with me?" She threw the last orange in her mouth, sat up from the sofa, looked at Chu Boyang, stretched out her hand on his neckline and pulled down the slightly upturned collar. He stroked, red lips slightly raised.

   "Even if that happens, can't you support me?"

  Chu Boyang's eyes were suddenly deep, he reached out to hold her hand, pulled her into his arms, pressed her forehead, and rubbed lightly.

   "Well, write it for you, I'll support you in the future."

  The corners of Ji Fengmian's lips twitched, the tip of his nose was raised a little higher, and Chu Boyang rubbed his lips against her.

   She also calmly did not dodge or dodge this kind of thing, and raised her head to meet him.

  Chu Boyang loves her change so much, she is neither reserved nor shy, and it is natural that they can easily reach a tacit understanding.

   "...But I don't want to be fucked." After a break, Ji Fengmian pressed his shoulder and said, "You know this, I know, if I really get screwed, it will undoubtedly be you."

  Chu Boyang lightly pecked her face, "I'm not sure, in case you don't obediently let me raise it, this is the most useful handle in my hand."

   Ji Fengmian sneered, the man's mouth.

   "However, if you don't write a thesis, it's really a decoration?" Chu Boyang squeezed her hand, "All the hard work and efforts in the past were in vain? Didn't make you comfortable or didn't have enough fun?"

   Ji Fengmian raised her eyebrows, "I believe that kind of thing is not something that only you can do, and you are not the only man..."

  Chu Boyang obviously didn't like hearing her words, and bit her lip punitively.

   "Know what words make me angry the most, don't you?"

   "Then you are obedient, and you are not making yourself happy when you talk so much?"

   Ji Fengmian hooked his lips, showing a successful smile.

  Chu Boyang pinched the skin on her waist, lowered his head and held her lips again, "But what should I do? You want me to be unhappy, but I just want you to be more comfortable..."

   Just kissing is not very relieved, he simply stood up and supported Ji Fengmian, and hugged her tightly in his arms for a kiss.

   "Brother Boyang, Sister Mian, Fan..."

  The warm atmosphere almost went off the rails, and Ji Qing's voice abruptly brought back the rationality of the two people.

  Chu Boyang let go of Ji Fengmian, straightened Ji Fengmian's messy hair, and then pulled Ji Fengmian up as if nothing had happened.

  The two walked to the restaurant, Ji Qing was setting dishes and chopsticks.

   should have bumped into something she shouldn't have seen, she couldn't hide her embarrassment.

   Seeing the two of them sitting opposite her as if nothing had happened, she bit her lip.

   "I just learned this braised shrimp recipe online, how about you try it?"

   "Yeah. The color looks good." Chu Bo Yang said, took one, peeled it off, and put it on Ji Fengmian's plate.

   Ji Fengmian stared at the shrimp for two seconds before picking up the chopsticks and putting it in his mouth.

   finally nodded, "Not bad."

   Ji Qing smiled and turned to look at Chu Boyang, "Brother Boyang, can you try it too?"

  Chu Boyang nodded and moved his chopsticks again, but the last shrimp still fell into Ji Fengmian's plate.

   "It's rare to get a word from your mouth. If you think it's good, eat more."

   Ji Fengmian twitched his lips and glanced at Ji Qing.

   The expression on Ji Qing's face seemed more embarrassing than when he had just run into them on the sofa and almost went off the rails.

   Seeing Ji Fengmian's eyes again at this moment, he couldn't help but let out a dry smile and lowered his head to take a mouthful of rice.

   Ji Fengmian's brows moved slightly, lowered his eyelids, and suppressed the obscurity in his eyes.

   (end of this chapter)