When he said the word "no", his eyebrows were slightly raised and his tone was gentle, and he had a little unrefutable meaning.

Chen Fu was in a daze for a second, feeling that the air around her became thinner because of his words.

She turned her head and avoided his sight.

"Why, why?"

Jiang Shutong didn't say anything. Chen Fu's aftertaste could see him leaning slightly, putting the beer back on the table, and making a "ding" sound.

Then Chen Fu felt something flying in front of her.

She subconsciously caught it and looked down at it. It was a bottle of yogurt.

"You drink this," he said.

Chen Fu bulged her cheeks and didn't dare to look directly at her, her voice was muffled: "...I don't want to drink."

She lowered her head and pulled under her eyelids, and it was obvious that she was a little unhappy.

Jiang Shutong asked a little funny: "So want to drink?"

It sounds like there is still room for negotiation.

Chen Fu really wants to drink a little bite of wine now. She used to think that the beer was astringent and not delicious at all.

But now, she needed this feeling to dilute the astringent feeling in her chest.

And, to strengthen courage.

Don't be so cowardly, you don't even dare to look at him.

Thinking of this, she nodded.

Then Jiang Shutong followed: "I don't know what kind of alcohol I can drink?"

“…”

Chen Fu was very sensitive and felt very embarrassed, and couldn't help but argue: "I don't have that bad alcohol content now, and this kind of beer can also be drunk."

Jiang Shutong's eyes turned on her, "Is that true?"

"Then why did I hear your brother say last time that you are unconscious after having a drink at a classmate."

Chen Fu swallowed her saliva and was embarrassed to be exposed for a moment.

Moreover, it's not that exaggerating.

That time she was in a bar with a few college roommates. She blindly spotted a cocktail, but she didn't expect the degree to be so high.

"That time-"

Halfway through, she remembered that getting drunk at the bar seemed to be no less honorable than drinking.

Thinking of this, she simply pretended to be calm and said as if nothing had happened: "—But I don't actually want to drink that much now."

Most of the time, Chen Fu knows how to bend and stretch.

Jiang Shutong nodded, and suddenly changed his tone: "Where is the painting?"

Chen Fu looked up confused: "What?"

"Didn't you draw my cell phone wallpaper for me?"

When did she say-

Did you draw it for him?

Chen Fu said "um" and stirred the strap around her waist with her fingers, and said in a tangled way: "It's not good-looking."

Jiang Shutong raised his eyebrows, "Are you talking about me?"

"Ah no." Chen Fu looked up in panic, "I mean the paintings I drew are not as good-looking as you."

After explaining, he met his gaze that seemed to be smiling, and then he realized that he did it on purpose.

Chen Fu couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. He actually often teased people like this. In the past, she would be angry and compete with him. But now, she just felt confused.

Her appearance fell into Jiang Shutong's eyes and became another meaning. What did this girl draw him like? She was so nervous.

Various prank scenes appeared in Jiang Shutong's mind, such as putting his head on a pig or a bear.

This girl can do it completely.

"Send me to see."

Chen Fu looked very embarrassed, "...I don't want it."

I had known that I had just said that I hadn't drawn, but now I can't regret it.

But there was only one picture with his face on his phone, and there was no time to modify it.

Chen Fu was very entangled.

Jiang Shutong's eyes fell on her fingers holding the clothes tightly in her hand. Because of the force, her fingertips were slightly white.

He thought of something even worse.

"I'm going to see it now."

"Why." Chen Fu had a bitter face and made the final struggle, "Anyway, you won't know how to use it."

His mobile wallpaper will always be a back of fishing by the river. It was taken by his seventeenth birthday with his cousin and his group of people to Chaobai River to fish.

After that, he made his debut.

Maybe he missed the free time at that time, so he kept using this picture and probably wouldn't change it.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Shutong shook his phone: "Send it to me and I'll change it."

“…”

Chen Fu had no choice but to put her finger on the lock screen key but she didn't press it for a long time. She had not forgotten what was on the screen of her phone just now.

Moreover, he couldn't see many paintings in the album.

So she sat down next to her, "You stay away, it would be rude to peek at the girl's screen."

Jiang Shutong: "..."

Who did she think of him as?

Chen Fu quickly returned to the desktop, searched through the album, and slid her finger to the picture in the conference room on the day of the audition, and she paused.

He looked really nice in this light purple windbreaker. The light and shadow fell on his shoulders through the blinds, and he didn't need to carefully portray his eyebrows and eyes. He was lazy and affectionate.

He rarely sees tenderness from his bones like this.

If there were no such pair of ears and tails, it would be nothing to send to him.

However, he, a big man, probably won't care about these things.

From this perspective, it's actually quite cute, right?

After hesitating for a while, Chen Fu finally clicked on the choice and sent it.

Jiang Shutong's cell phone vibrated.

While he looked down, Chen Fu jumped up and ran out.

Xinxin shouted behind her, but she didn't stop either.

Running all the way back to the room, Chen Fu closed the door and gasped against the door panel.

The phone "Dingdong" a little.

She looked at the "WeChat, 1 notification" displayed on the screen and did not unlock it for a long time.

After a while, she fumbled and inserted the room card into the wall next to her. After powering on, a warm yellow light lit up in the room.

The news was sent by Xinxin, Chen Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little disappointed.

Xinxin:【What's wrong with you?】

Chen Fu replied: [No, I suddenly had some inspiration. Go back to write something, you guys have fun]

After posting this, Chen Fu put down her phone and took a shower. She was thinking about something and took a full half an hour of hot water.

Until very late, Jiang Shutong didn't reply to WeChat. Chen Fu was lying on the bed and repeatedly clicked on the chat box.

What does he mean? It’s a free job! Didn’t you even say thank you?!

Chen Fu was extremely depressed.

I kept my eyes open until three o'clock in the morning and didn't feel sleepy.

Her mind was full of little things that she had been with Jiang Shu since she was a child, and there was an indescribable and dull joy in her chest.

But he probably won't like himself.

Thinking of this, a strong sense of loss came again.

Chen Fu aimlessly flipped through her phone and clicked on a Korean drama. After watching two episodes, she didn't know what she was talking about.

She returned to the desktop, clicked on Zhihu, and searched: Boys like girls' performance.
To be continued...