I was pampered after my fake marriage with the president

The next day, Jian Xun found that he woke up from the bed. He was dazed for two seconds, then sat up abruptly, and reconfirmed that he was indeed on the bed.

What's going on?

Didn't I sleep on the sofa last night?

Looking left and right, there is no sign of Zuo Fan, and there is fog in the bathroom. Did that guy wake up to take a shower again in the morning?

I don't understand, do rich people take a bath twice a day?

Jian Xun glanced at the sofa, his quilt from yesterday was still there, he fell into deep thought—could it be... he sleepwalked himself into bed last night, Zuo Fan got angry and went to sleep next door?

Oh my god……

If that was the case, how would he face Zuo Fan?

Just sneak back to the sofa now.

Just when he lifted the quilt and tiptoed out of bed, the door opened suddenly, and Zuo Fan came in with breakfast. Jian Xun was so startled that he slid off the edge of the bed and fell to the ground.

As soon as Zuo Fan heard the sound, he didn't hesitate for a moment, he threw the dinner plate on the shoe cabinet at the door, and rushed over.

"Eh? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..." Jian Xun wanted to explain, but Zuo Fan strode over, pursed his lips tightly, pulled him up, and helped him to sit on the bed.

With deep eyes, he checked him from beginning to end, as if to see where he was injured.

"That... I'm fine." Jian Xun whispered and was about to stand up.

But Zuo Fan suddenly pressed his shoulder: "Don't move."

Jian Xun didn't dare to move.

Zuo Fan brought the medicine box and took out the Band-Aid from the medicine box, only then did Jian Xun notice that his knee was scratched.

It was just a very small wound, almost negligible, but what happened to Zuofan's expression as if he was facing a big enemy.

When the opponent's finger touched Jian Xun's knee, he froze all over, and it was difficult to divert his attention from the touch of the fingertips.

Zuo Fan's fingertips were warm, which made Jian Xun inexplicably nervous.

"That..." He tried hard to find a topic, so that he could not pay attention to his fingers as much as possible, "Last night, for some reason, I ran to the bed, maybe it was sleepwalking... I..."

"I carried you up." Zuo Fan suddenly interrupted him, he raised his eyes from bottom to top, and there was a hint of sexiness in the deep pupils, "You don't like sleeping on the bed?"

"Ah?" Jian Xun shrank his shoulders, "Isn't it... I'm afraid that you might misunderstand, saying that I took advantage of you or something."

The corner of Zuo Fan's mouth slightly raised: "You don't have the ability to take advantage of me."

"I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable. After all, you have someone you like. If you have someone you like, you definitely don't want to sleep with others."

Zuo Fan stood up and rubbed his head casually: "Idiot."

Just go to the door to clean up the spilled milk.

He was in a hurry just now and didn't put the dinner plate down.

"I'm going to get another glass of milk," he said.

Jian Xun sat on the bed, raised his hand in a daze, touched the place he touched just now, took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone and sent Li Zhenran a WeChat message: "It's over! Li Zhenran!"

"what happened?"

"Why the fuck does my heart beat faster when a man touches my head?"

"?????"

"Hurry up! Send me some pictures of cute girls!! Let me confirm that I am still a straight man!!!"

Li Zhenran: "Okay, no problem, I have all kinds of cute girls."

Li Zhenran: Pictures

Li Zhenran: Pictures

Li Zhenran: Pictures

Li Zhenran: Pictures

When Zuo Fan came back with a brand new glass of milk, he saw Jian Xun enjoying the loli pictures with relish.

Zuo Shige: "..."

Have you ever seen Face Changing in Sichuan Opera?

Jian Xun looked up: "Ah, you're back. Thank you." Just as he was about to take the milk, Zuo Fan turned around, sat at the dining table by himself, and began to eat.

"Hey... what about mine..." Jian Xun asked weakly.

"Take it yourself." Zuo Fan took a bite of the bread heavily.