Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

After Jiang Xian finished speaking, there was only silence between the two of them.

He used a fork to spread the cream on the cake base over and over again, trying to relieve the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, but only Fu Boyuan was in his peripheral vision.

The other party's sadness and loss were beyond words, and he lowered his head and fiddled with his hands.

Jiang Xian could only see the top of his head, probably because he had been busy all night and hadn't had time to take a shower.

Fu Boyuan's hairstyle is still the same as in the play, but it's a bit messy, with some white cream on the hair around his ears, and his bangs drooping to cover his eyes.

The image of the dog being cruelly abandoned by the owner on the side of the road emerged in Jiang Xian's mind.

The smooth and soft hair on its body was soaked by the torrential rain. It watched its owner slowly go away, but it didn't dare to chase after it like before.

He couldn't bear it, and opened his mouth to comfort him.

But Fu Boyuan spoke first, his throat seemed to be blocked, and his voice was astringent: "I am very obedient, why do you still want me?"

He still lowered his head when he spoke, but now his back was slightly bent, standing in front of the camera and under the spotlight, which seemed to be easily shattered by his own words.

It shouldn't be like this.

Before Jiang Xian could figure out how to respond, Fu Boyuan stood up: "Then I'll go back first, and my brother should go to bed earlier."

Fu Boyuan's footsteps were heavy, the moment he pressed the doorknob, Jiang Xian didn't hesitate, and blurted out: "I don't dislike you." He paused for a few seconds, "I don't don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Boyuan stopped opening the door and turned around stiffly.

The unbelievable expression on his face was exactly the same as when Jiang Xian let him in ten years ago.

Jiang Xian was itchy to be stared at by his quivering black pupils.

People can feel it when they are truly and passionately loved.

He opened his arms, and said, just like when Fu Boyuan comforted him before, "Do you want a hug?"

When Fu Boyuan rushed over, there was a gust of wind, and his breath smelled of refreshing and clean laundry detergent, mixed with the sweetness of cream.

In the next second, he fell into the tight embrace of the other party. Fu Boyuan's broad palm kept rubbing his back, and the arms around his waist tightened even more.

Even though he was half a head taller than himself, he insisted on bending over and lowering his head, burying it in the crook of his neck in a very awkward position, and rubbed Jiang Xian's face with his fine and soft hair.

But he didn't want to escape, and even had a momentary impulse to agree directly.

But the remaining rationality forcibly suppressed this idea. If they were together like this, Fu Boyuan would still hold back in his heart and say nothing. The longer his resentment and unhappiness were accumulated, once it was detonated at that time, it would only make the two of them feel angry. Individuals are more hurt.

The sooner such risks are resolved, the better.

Jiang Xian raised his hand to pat Fu Boyuan's back, moved it up a few inches, and rubbed his hair.Like coaxing a child, he didn't expect that he had such a gentle and relaxed side, so he slowed down his tone and comforted: "Go back to sleep obediently."

Fu Boyuan nodded fiercely in a hugging posture, but he was unwilling to let go, and hugged for a few more minutes.

Before Jiang Xian's patience was about to run out, he timed it very precisely and left voluntarily, with an unconcealable joy and excitement on his face.

If Fu Boyuan had a tail, he would definitely be wagging it wildly right now.

An easy-to-satisfy dog.

Don't even ask why it took so long to like it.

Jiang Xian sent Fu Boyuan out. Seeing that the other party was about to cling to each other and make out, he warned in advance: "I haven't promised you yet, please keep your distance."

Fu Boyuan didn't care at all, he stood at the door and waved with a smile, "Good night."

What a silly dog.

Jiang Xian closed the door helplessly. In the past, he obviously hated the immature children. How could Fu Boyuan be an exception?

He thought as he cleared the table.

There was still less than half of the cake left, so Jiang Xian carefully put it back into the box and put it in the refrigerator.

After he washed and lay down on the bed, there was only one hour of rest left.

After barely squinting for a while, he got up again amidst the piercing sound of the alarm clock, all in a daze.

When he opened the door again and saw Fu Boyuan standing outside, Jiang Xian thought he was so tired that he had hallucinations.

He blinked his dry eyes and asked, "You won't stand at the door for another night, will you?"

Fu Boyuan pursed his lips and shook his head, completely different from Jiang Xian's exhausted state, he said energetically, "Come pick me up to work."

Jiang Xian followed him in a daze, and fell asleep for a while on the car to the set.

In Wucheng's early spring morning, the temperature was still a bit cool, but the nanny's car was warm and comfortable. Even the height of the pillows to lean on was just right, and the touch was comfortable and soft.

When he regained consciousness, the car was very quiet.

Just moved a bit to adjust his posture, and found that he was leaning on Fu Boyuan's shoulder, covered with his coat.

The collar covered his mouth, just below his nose, and all he could smell was rum.

In such an atmosphere, Jiang Xian felt that he was firmly wrapped in a sufficient sense of security, and every pore was in a relaxed state.

He secretly vented his strength, leaned back on Fu Boyuan's shoulder and pretended to sleep.

Today's shooting task is not too heavy, and the cooperation between the two is also very smooth. Together, we got off work early and went to eat.

But Jiang Xian didn't dare to relax too much, because his role in the next day was very important.

Shen Wanting in the story is also an alpha, but he fell in love with Gu Ruozhou, who is also an alpha, and was discovered by his classmates.

Under the background that ao love is the mainstream of society, ao love or oo love is incompatible.

Shen Wanting was isolated and excluded, but she still couldn't stop her heartbeat when facing Gu Ruozhou, and she didn't want to drag him into the same situation.

Jiang Xian was still reading the script on his mobile phone when he finished work and eating, trying to figure out the thoughts of the characters, but he was still afraid that he would not be able to act Shen Wanting's entangled emotions.

The disadvantages of not having experienced formal systematic learning became more and more obvious, and Jiang Xian was so anxious that he would be full after a few bites.

After Fu Boyuan finished his meal, he saw him leaning on the back of the sofa and frowning, but he didn't urge him.

Before leaving to pay the bill, I packed an extra serving of siu mai and pumpkin porridge.

In the evening, after Jiang Xian took a shower, he was lying on the sofa writing biographies, when he heard a knock on the door.

He didn't even need to think about it, the only one who would come to him at this time was Fu Boyuan.

Stepping on his slippers, he went to open the door, and Fu Boyuan really stood outside the door.

The other party seemed to have just taken a shower, and his hair hadn't been dried yet. Occasionally, a few drops of water dripped from the ends of his hair and landed on his shoulders, leaving dark water stains on the gray pajamas.

Fu Boyuan shook the script in his hand: "I can't get it right for tomorrow's play, so I want to find my brother to match the play."

Jiang Xian turned sideways to get out of the way. When the other party passed by, he smelled a very fresh mint and lemon scent.

Maybe it was the refreshing smell that made him calm down, and the messy anxiety in his heart was soothed.

He took a cup and walked towards the kitchen. He would definitely get thirsty if he talked too much, and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

Fu Boyuan walked to the sofa and sat down, flipped through the script, and subconsciously replied: "Lemonade."

Jiang Xian paused, he still can't forget Bai Yueguang, he has been thinking about it since he drank it once ten years ago.

It's become a subconscious habit.

Unexpectedly, Fu Boyuan said again: "Actually, mineral water is also fine."

Jiang Xian hummed in his heart, and it was too late to redeem himself now, but he responded without emotion: "It's okay, there just happened to be lemons in the refrigerator."

As Bai Yueguang himself, Jiang Xian dug an extra spoonful of honey, it is indeed a very sweet thing to be missed.

But now, as Jiang Xian, he cut a few slices of lemon angrily, without removing the seeds on purpose.

Sour someone!

Jiang Xian adjusted his expression and returned to the living room with lemonade.

Fu Boyuan stood up and took the cup actively, Jiang Xian saw that guilty look, he couldn't help asking deliberately: "Why do you like drinking lemonade so much?"

Searching for clips in the memory, Jiang Xian propped his chin with his hands, stared at each other pretending to be curious, and counted them one by one: "I wrote this in my personal information. I remember when I first saw you in Nanying, you also held a cup in your hand." lemonade."

Fu Boyuan fiddled with the script, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and he didn't dare to remain silent, so he could only answer with panacea: "Because it's really delicious."

After speaking, he picked up the lemonade and took a sip as if to prove it. Too much lemon and honey were put in, and the water was too little. The ratio was out of balance. Fu Boyuan suppressed his grim expression and boasted: "I like it very much, thank you brother."

Jiang Xian didn't expose him, and handed him a bottle of mineral water: "Then let's start the show."

He was a little worried about picking up the script again, but fortunately, Fu Boyuan's lines came first.

The further down the river, the more he felt that it was outrageous. Fu Boyuan said that his feelings were not smooth, but when he read his lines, he was full of emotion and controlled it just right.

On the contrary, I stuttered, no matter how I read a sentence, it didn't feel right.

Jiang Xian had no choice but interrupted, "I'm sorry, I'll find out how I feel."

I can't pass the show, all I waste is my feelings and time, but now that Fu Boyuan is with me, double the irritability and anxiety swept over me.

He pushed his bangs back, not caring about his image, and rubbed his hands in his hair.

"Brother, when did you have a crush on me?"

Fu Boyuan interrupted him suddenly.

Jiang Xian glanced at him: "Work first and then talk about these things."

Fu Boyuan spread the script on the table, and said persistently: "When I stayed in the hotel, I said that I would end the cooperation, so I should have it?" Knowing that Jiang Xian was impatient, he finished the sentence in one breath, "I liked it at that time, but I was afraid that I would let it go. I also felt hurt by Zheng Weiquan, do you still remember?"

Pulling his hands away from his hair, Jiang Xian entered his own state of mind, and then re-read those lines, much better than before.

After being infected by the emotions in Fu Boyuan's lines, Jiang Xian was very satisfied with the effect.

After the efficiency improved, the two quickly finished the second day's scene.

Jiang Xian exhaled a long breath, slumped on the sofa and felt unprecedentedly relaxed, he was able to separate his thoughts at this moment, and realized that Fu Boyuan didn't have a problem with his relationship at all, but because he had been thinking deeply, so he took the initiative to help.

After taking off the work pressure, the lack of appetite began to wreak havoc, and the stomach protested.

Fu Boyuan put away the script: "The siu mai and porridge are hot, I'll go back and get them."

Jiang Xian sat up straight in an instant, and asked, "When did you order takeaway?"

The two were together all the time, and he didn't even notice.

Fu Boyuan curled his lips: "Punish you for not eating well, think about it yourself."

Not long after, Fu Boyuan appeared again.

With the hot siu mai and porridge in his hand, the white smoke kept rising, and the rich aroma made Jiang Xian salivate.

After meeting Fu Boyuan, it seemed that his previously chaotic work, rest and diet had been taken care of very properly.

The other party can always notice those little details, and then show up in time when they need it.

Jiang Xian took a bite of the shumai, thinking that to some extent, this is a reliable puppy.

Putting a spoonful of hot porridge into his mouth, Jiang Xian began to settle today's "lie": "Did you come here on purpose to help me with the scene, and pretended that you couldn't get it right?"

Fu Boyuan curled his lips and leaned forward.

Obviously there were only two people in the room, but he deliberately lowered his voice, as if whispering: "Brother pretended to be asleep today."

Jiang Xian was taken aback, the bright pumpkin porridge slipped from the spoon.

"So we're even."

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Bad-hearted puppy!