trial game

In the second half of the journey, Jiang Wenzhou was a little flustered, holding Chen Zui's hand, and giggling for no reason.

It wasn't until he got to the parking lot and saw Fang Letong that he put away this overly stupid expression.

Fang Letong was waiting for them, she greeted Chen most politely: "Mr. Chen, long time no see."

Chen most thought that the two of them had something to say: "Do you need me to avoid it?"

Fang Letong glanced at Jiang Wenzhou holding Chen Zui's hand, and said with a smile: "No need. But today, because of Yu Lang's Weibo, everyone knows that Mr. Chen is coming to Jiang Jiang's concert, and the company plans to send a message The manuscript has become very popular, and the media will take pictures later, so we need your cooperation."

"Why are you doing such a detour?" Jiang Wenzhou tilted his head and said puzzledly, "If you want to be popular, why don't I post a Weibo myself later?"

Fang Letong teased him: "The sun is coming out from the west, when did you want to open?"

"When did I stop cooperating?" Jiang Wenzhou retorted her.

"Haha." Fang Letong didn't care about him, she didn't intend to dismantle Jiang Wenzhou in front of Chen Zui.

A few people walked up while talking, the western restaurant of Meili Hotel tasted very good, Jiang Wenzhou booked the banquet hall, it was a celebration banquet in the form of buffet.

Jiang Wenzhou, as the protagonist, naturally had to socialize a few words. He told Chen Zui, "Wait for me for a while, you can go to the room if you are bored."

After speaking, he gave Chen Zui a room card.

Chen Zui had a very relaxed expression, and he ordered a glass of champagne: "It's okay, I'll wait for you here."

Jiang Wenzhou's tail was going up to the sky, and he said happily, "Hey, I'll be back soon."

Chen Zui sat in the corner drinking leisurely. The atmosphere in the banquet hall was very good, and everyone was a familiar work partner.Chen most felt that it would be a good thing to cooperate with Jiang Wenzhou, after all, he was generous and considerate.

The director came over to chat with Chen Zui. They knew each other. He was the director of two episodes of a variety show that Chen Zui participated in before.

"Congratulations." The director clinked glasses with him.

Chen most didn't understand the director's nonsense, and responded politely: "Thank you, although it should be more congratulations to Jiang Jiang, the concert was very shocking."

"I also like to work with him. Jiang Jiang is very serious about the stage, but he is a little careless about other things." The director said.

Chen Zui's eyes fell on Jiang Wenzhou who was in the middle of the crowd. He was being dragged to drink, the corners of his lips curled up, like a big dog of his relatives.

Chen Zui smiled along with him.

"It feels like you are a lot more relaxed." The director said with some relief.

Chen Zui looked back, suddenly not knowing how to answer.

"When I worked with you that time, I thought you were good everywhere, but you were too tight." The director drank a lot, was a little drunk, and spoke bluntly, "It will make people think you are arrogant."

Chen smiled disapprovingly: "You are right."

"But Jiang Jiang probably likes your temperament." The director patted him on the shoulder, and was called away again.

Chen Zui touched the glass, and there was a small lake in the glass, and the water surface was trembling slightly.

Just now when the director talked about his liking, Chen Zui seemed to have escaped from today's dream-like beauty, and a feeling of emptiness and emptiness enveloped him.

He was a little confused, whether this was Jiang Wenzhou's whim.

Because Jiang Wenzhou has always been such a person, he will do whatever he thinks of.

Chen Zui felt that he was really hypocritical, entangled in such boring questions here.

He reached for the wine glass, and when the ring on his index finger touched the wall of the glass, there was a clang.

It was like a magic spell, and Chen Zui's heart was inexplicably quiet.

Jiang Wenzhou drank too much in the end, and his white shirt was stained with wine, so Chen Zui carried him to the room.

Jiang Wenzhou's wine quality was not bad, but he mumbled when he drank too much, and couldn't hear what he was saying, but the hot breath from his mouth made Chen Zui feel very itchy.

The corridor of the hotel was very long and carpeted. Chen Zui found the correct room number, sent the person on his back, and then opened the door.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Zui smelled a faint scent of flowers. He thought it was the hotel's aromatherapy, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

He put Jiang Wenzhou on the bed and held his face: "Jiang Wenzhou, are you feeling bad?"

Jiang Wenzhou struggled to open his eyes, without speaking, he hugged Chen Zui's neck first, and smiled silly: "Chen Zui..."

"I still know people, it seems to be okay." Chen Zui leaned up a little, touched the tip of Jiang Wenzhou's nose with his hand, his eyes became gentle, "Drinking so much, I don't like to take advantage of others."

Jiang Wenzhou covered Chen Zui's mouth, and said with a serious face, "It can't be done now."

Chen Zui lowered his eyes to look at him, and the tip of his tongue touched the lines on his palm.

Jiang Wenzhou shrank his hands in a panic, and said aggrievedly, "What are you doing..."

Chen couldn't help laughing, and patted his face: "If it doesn't work, then it won't work."

If Jiang Wenzhou was sober, he would definitely be able to hear the irony in Chen Zui's words, but he was drunk too much and his head was dizzy.

"You go to sleep." Chen nodded his head and kissed the corner of Jiang Wenzhou's mouth, "Good night."

Jiang Wenzhou looked at him, blinked hard, and then grabbed Chen Zui's wrist: "I forgot to tell you something just now."

Chen most looked at him.

Jiang Wenzhou's eyeballs were wet and shy now, he bit his lip, and said softly: "That song is "If Love Has a Will", I have chosen it for a long time, I hope you will like it."

It seemed that the wind was blowing through the corners of Chen Zui's eyes, and he had to keep blinking to keep the tears from falling. He lowered his head, approached Jiang Wenzhou's face, and leaned against his side.

Jiang Wenzhou put his arms around him, and subconsciously patted Chen Zui's back with his palm.

Chen Zui's voice trembled a little: "I like it very much, I like it very much...Thank you..."

Jiang Wenzhou felt that Chen Zuo was enveloped by a very complicated and heavy mood. He didn't understand why, but he just hugged him even harder.

Chen Zui felt a little embarrassed, he was almost scalded by Jiang Wenzhou's sincerity.

He lacked love since he was a child, didn't understand feelings, and never tried to establish a long-term and stable relationship.Some people express affection for him, and he will quickly lose interest in this person.

Putting aside the feverishness of listening to the music at the scene, at this moment, if Jiang Wenzhou asked him again, he would agree without hesitation.

It felt like a long-awaited gift had fallen from the sky.

Chen Zui laughed at his timidity. He thought that Jiang Wenzhou had already told him the correct way, and he had to fight for what he wanted, and there was nothing to worry about.

Jiang Wenzhou patted him on the back patiently. Because of the alcohol, he spoke slowly: "I have never been in a relationship, so I don't quite understand many things. Chen Zui, you have to teach me."

Chen finally raised his face, his hair was a little disheveled, his face was also red, and his expression was very gentle: "I think you are self-taught."

Jiang Wenzhou raised his face and raised his chin a little: "Actually, I have prepared a gift."

Chen was taken aback.

Jiang Wenzhou sat up, took a deep breath, and held Chen Zui's hand. He seemed a little more awake.

"I put the gift in the bathroom, don't say it's a strange place." Jiang Wenzhou said seriously.

Chen Zui endured the impatience that was churning in his heart, and said with a smile: "You have learned to answer quickly."

"Go and see if you like it, there are so many nonsense?" Jiang Wenzhou pursed his lips, pretending to be cool.

Chen Zui stood up very slowly, he hadn't been in such a mood of anticipation for a long, long time.

For anticipation is the privilege of the loved.

When Jiang Wenzhou stayed with him at the end of his concert, he never expected it. It was something he had learned since he was a child not to demand extravagantly for things that did not belong to him.

But it's really strange, for someone like him who obviously doesn't expect anyone, when he heard Jiang Wenzhou's words, he couldn't help but want to ask him for more.

His kindness, his kisses, his preferences, he wants them all.

I will imagine what a gift is, I can't wait to open it, and I will feel excited and happy because of it.

Chen Zuo pressed the doorknob, the intoxicating sweet fragrance knocked open the door, and the chaotic colors almost dazzled his eyes.

Jiang Wenzhou gave him a bathtub full of flowers.