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Xin: "Xiao Xin is good, brother will help you drive."

Hearing what he said, Chen Wenxin stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

Jiang Hongchuan frowned, thinking that he was not as drunk as he thought, and quickly thought about how to round up that sentence.

"No!" Just before he opened his mouth, Chen Wenxin turned back and said with a flat mouth, "I'll help you!"

Jiang Hongchuan couldn't bear it anymore. The drunk Chen Wenxin was so interesting that he laughed beside him.

When Chen Wenxin heard him laugh, she turned her head and glared at him: "Don't laugh, I'm broken in love!"

"Okay, okay, I don't laugh." Jiang Hongchuan blocked his mouth under his gaze, and then he turned back and continued to twist the bottle cap.

He stuffed the wine bottle he had worked so hard to open into the opponent's hand again, and then tried to open his own bottle.

He was holding the wine bottle and wanted to touch Jiang Hongchuan, but he stretched it out in a rampage, without making a crisp knocking sound, because it was Jiang Hongchuan's hand that hit him, so he didn't care, he raised his head and took a sip.

Jiang Hongchuan felt that he was a little cute, but also a little bit distressed about him, so he raised his head and took a sip.

After seeing him drinking, Chen Wenxin suddenly leaned on his shoulder and said in his ear: "After you drink this wine, we are good brothers!"

His breath hit Jiang Hongchuan's ears, making his ears itch and his heart itch. He didn't want to admit that they were good brothers, so he said, "Well, we have a good relationship."

Chen Wenxin stood up abruptly, held his face with both hands, and looked closely, as if to determine whether he was his good friend.

"Okay!" Chen Wenxin had seen enough, and leaned back on his shoulder, "Then let me tell you a secret."

"What's the secret?" Jiang Hongchuan leaned back and supported himself with his arms, allowing him to grab his shoulders.

"My roommate who recorded the show is a good person."

Mr. Jiang, holding a good person card, didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy.

"He clearly rejected my crush today, and my crush also rejected me." Chen Wenxin was aggrieved and continued to whisper.

Jiang Hongchuan understood that his current appearance showed that Zhao Peiwen didn't just reject him.

At that time, she had just finished talking about their affairs, and she was in a bad mood, so she might have said something unpleasant and hurt Chen Wenxin, so he fled in despair.

Jiang Hongchuan stretched out his hand and stroked his back gently, regretting a bit: "It's all his fault, he shouldn't reject Zhao Peiwen like this, obviously there is a better way."

After hearing this, Chen Wenxin stood up abruptly again, and glared at Jiang Hongchuan angrily: "You can't say that about him!"

Jiang Hongchuan was also stunned, thinking that he was angry at his flat refusal, but he didn't expect to be angry at him for slandering himself.

"Then..." he said tentatively, "Blame Zhao Peiwen?"

Chen Wenxin didn't lean back, leaned back to the wall by the window, and muttered in a low voice: "Jiang Hongchuan is very good, and he is also very good to me."

"Is he that good?"

"Well, help me block the water, help me choose clothes, teach me to cook, teach me to skate..." Chen Wenxin didn't even think about it, and praised him, "He cares about me very much. most."

Jiang Hongchuan was happy when he heard his compliment, and then he heard him say: "By the way, he is broken in love, and the girl he likes said that he can't develop further with him."

"He is not broken in love, he is very happy now."

"Really?" Chen Wenxin thought for a while, feeling a little regretful, "That's just me."

Then he stopped talking, Jiang Hongchuan sighed, and asked, "What's good about Zhao Peiwen?"

After asking for a long time, Chen Wenxin did not speak, probably fell asleep, Jiang Hongchuan got up, wanting to confirm his point of view.

As soon as he moved, the other party woke up: "Huh?"

It is said that after drinking, Jiang Hongchuan still wants to finish asking that question. Although he always aims at the target, he will attack, but if the other party really likes girls, he doesn't want to drag him into this circle. The twisted melon is not sweet, and it will be very difficult in the future.

"I just asked, where is Zhao Peiwen good?"

"What's so good about Zhao Peiwen?" Chen Wenxin repeated his words, seeming to be wondering what's so good about her.

Jiang Hongchuan felt as if he was soaking in the swimming pool at the moment, waiting for Chen Wenxin's words to decide whether he would be pushed into the water or lifted to the shore.

"What's good about her?" Chen Wenxin shook his head: "I don't know what's good about her, it's my problem."

He still leaned his head against the wall, and when he said this, he seemed a little excited. He sniffed and paused for a few seconds. Jiang Hongchuan was not in a hurry, and just quietly waited for his answer.

"It's my problem." Chen Wenxin continued, her voice was small, muffled, and extremely wronged, "I shouldn't impose my expectations on my mother."

The moment Jiang Hongchuan got the answer, he seemed to forget to breathe. It was the result of his guess and the answer he wanted. Chen Wenxin didn't really like Zhao Peiwen, but it was because she looked like the woman in the photo.

He should have been happy, but for some reason, he felt distressed instead. He didn't know what Chen Wenxin had gone through to make him long for family affection so much.

Neither of them spoke anymore, Chen Wenxin seemed to have fallen asleep again, and Jiang Hongchuan supported himself with his hands, leaning back.

The bright moonlight shone on the two of them, and according to Chen Wenxin's profile, Jiang Hongchuan felt that he might like him more than he imagined.

He picked up the wine bottle and drank his own bottle in one gulp, as if it wasn't enough, he picked up the one in Chen Wenxin's hand and drank it with his head raised.He stared at Chen Wenxin for a while, then finally stood up and carried him to the bed.

The author says:

This time Chen Wenxin found the right direction, and Jiang Hongchuan became more sure of his intentions, and then he will start going in both directions.

Thank you for your reading and tolerance. I know that the first article, the writing and the plot are still very immature. It is your company that keeps me motivated. I bow... I love you so cute——

Chapter 21

——Is it possible to like a roommate——

Chen Wenxin didn't sleep well that night. First, he dreamed about his parents quarreling and getting divorced, and then he dreamed about his grandma's death, but when he was about to wake up, the dream ended in a daze.

In the second half of the night, he finally stopped dreaming about the past, but dreamed that he was trapped in a small and cramped room, and he couldn't even stand upright. There, the seconds felt like years, and he felt uncomfortable no matter what, so he simply turned over and fell hard on the ground.

The fall in the dream made Chen Wenxin wake up, she didn't draw the curtains yesterday, but now the light of the early morning sun is shining in, it's not too dazzling, it means it's still early.

He feels uncomfortable all over his body now, especially his head, which is so painful that it is about to explode. He didn't eat much yesterday, and now his stomach is also hurting.

He still didn't think that maybe if he slept for a while, the hangover pain would subside a little. Chen Wenxin planned to turn over and force himself to fall asleep again.

He turned over, and immediately understood why he dreamed that the bed was very narrow, because his roommate couldn't sleep well on his side, and he was squeezed into the same bed with him.

Jiang Hongchuan didn't sleep well that night. He had been taking care of his drunk roommate in the first half of the night, passing water for a while, picking up the trash can for a while, and comforting him who had a nightmare and was sweating all over his head.

At last he slept more soundly and clutched at his arm again, so he had to lie down next to him.

The bed provided by the program group was a single-person size, so crowded that Jiang Hongchuan dared not move while sleeping beside the bed. If he moved, he would either fall off or wake up the other person who had finally fallen asleep.

Chen Wenxin turned over drastically, and Jiang Hongchuan, who had not slept for a long time, immediately opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Wenxin was also taken aback, and sat up directly: "Why are you sleeping here?"

Jiang Hongchuan rubbed his face. He thought that something was wrong with Chen Wenxin. It seemed that he just woke up: "You were drunk yesterday."

The other party sat there, looking at him suspiciously, as if saying, what does this have to do with you sleeping on my bed.

It seems that he really drank the broken piece yesterday, Jiang Hongchuan also sat up, pointed at his arm: "You, grabbed me yesterday and didn't let me go."

"Really?" Chen Wenxin really didn't remember what happened yesterday, but with the series of dreams he had at night, it seemed that this possibility was not impossible. He coughed lightly, "I'm sorry, I was drunk yesterday."

Jiang Hongchuan waved his hand and moved back to his bed. He was very sleepy now and said, "It's still early, let's sleep for a while."

Chen Wenxin also had this intention, and lay back on the bed that only belonged to him at the moment.

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The notification sound of the phone's information kept ringing, and finally woke Chen Wenxin from his sleep. He picked up the phone in a daze and looked at it, it was already ten o'clock.

There was no one on the bed next to him. Jiang Hongchuan must have gone to work. Before going to work, he even closed the curtains for him.

The headache was not as strong as before, but he was still groggy. He was going to go downstairs and make some porridge first.

Chen Wenxin held the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other hand, and quickly stirred in the bowl, intending to fry another omelet and ham for himself. He really wanted to thank Jiang Hongchuan for teaching him how to cook. The thing is that I don't know anything about it, or else I'm hungover and hungry, I don't know how miserable it will be.

After eating, he finally picked up his phone and started replying messages.

It was Yun Ge who sent the message, seeing that he didn't reply, he sent several messages in succession, impatient to hear the result.

Wenxin: It's cold.

Yun Ge seemed to be standing next to the phone, and immediately replied to the message.

Yun Ge: Is it cold?The result came out so fast?

Chen Wenxin scooped up a spoonful of porridge,