This was the first time that Wang Bo walked into Cheng Wenjin's bedroom in the middle of the night. He was inexplicably excited and nervous. He had not never been to Cheng Wenjin's bedroom. He was extremely depressed when he broke up with Dong Zhen last year. He even lived alone with the other party for more than a month, and had been in the other party's bedroom several times during the period, but it was all during the day. When both parties changed into pajamas and were about to go to bed, this was the first time.

Wang Bo, who walked into the room, immediately began to look at the bedroom that he hadn't entered for half a year.

Compared with her cousin and Ma Liting, she was fancy and had star posters and small ornaments everywhere. Compared with the bedroom with gadgets, Cheng Wenjin's bedroom was obviously much more elegant and tidy. Whether it was the furniture and objects in the room, the office, study and daily neatly placed on the desk, the floor was neatly arranged and in a regular manner, giving people a pleasing feeling.

"Xiaobo, please sit down. Do you want something to drink? I'll pour it for you in the kitchen." Cheng Wenjin pointed to the single sofa next to the bay window, which she usually uses to read books and let Wang Bo sit down.

"No need, sister. I'm not thirsty." Wang Bo shook his head and sat down on the small sofa. When he entered the door, he was still thinking that Cheng Wenjin could let him lie on the bed and talk in the quilt. However, the reason why delusions are delusions is that they are basically unfulfilled.

"Okay, it's up to you." Cheng Wenjin smiled quietly, dragged the office chair from the desk, and sat down, crossing his legs overlapping.

Wang Bo thought Cheng Wenjin would lie down on the bed to talk to him because it was winter after all, and there was no heating in the south. At night, most people were willing to get into the warm bed to read, study, or do other things.

"Sister, you'd better go to bed. It's cold underground." Wang Bo glanced at the quilt next to the bed. There was a repeater for learning English on the elegant quilt. He looked at the woman's slippers. The delicate skin without socks and delicate ankles were exposed near the ankles. All of these showed that the other party was lying on the bed just now and he got off the bed after knocking on the door.

"Why is that cold? It doesn't matter, tell me, I'll listen carefully about Xiaoya." Cheng Wenjin smiled slightly. Of course, she knew it was warmer to lie in the quilt, but her upbringing could not do the behavior of lying in the quilt and letting others get frozen outside. Moreover, lying on the bed in front of a opposite sex was somewhat rude in her eyes.

Cheng Wenjin was unwilling to go to bed, and Wang Bo was embarrassed to always persuade him. He coughed gently and started to tell Cheng Wenjin about Liang Ya's affairs. The girl's usual study situation, dating with him, and some interesting things that happened on campus, etc., which were complicated and said whatever he thought of. "Reporting for Work" was an excuse for him to come in. At first, he was afraid that Cheng Wenjin would not be interested. Later, when he saw the other party's always interesting appearance, he looked at his soft and focused gaze, without any impatientness, and Wang Bo felt relieved and said a lot of things between him and Liang Ya.

Of course, I didn’t dare to mention the relationship with Liang Ya and other girls at all.

Ten minutes later, Wang Bo saw Cheng Wenjin sitting on the chair and seemed a little cold. His hands, which were originally placed on his knees, had already fucked them with his arms in his arms. His two feet, which were not wearing socks, also changed from the initial posture of crossing his legs to the point of tightly closing and gently rubbing his ankles and ankles. These inadvertent small movements undoubtedly mean that the other party was already feeling a little cold at this time.

So he asked the other party to lie down on the bed. Cheng Wenjin still said it was okay, and asked him to talk about what the garden sponsorship event he mentioned just now was and what he thought.

Wang Bo couldn't bear to see Cheng Wenjin accompany him, a guy with thick skin, to get frozen under the bed. The solution was not to turn on the air conditioner in the room. However, when turning on the air conditioner in winter, the air in the room was easy to dry and was not good for the skin. He knew that Cheng Wenjin generally did not like to turn on the air conditioner in winter. The same is true for him. Unless he did not catch a cold during some primitive activities between men and women for the sake of fun, he would not be willing to turn on the air conditioner.

"Aunt Cheng is good at everything, but he is too reserved and dignified. He must maintain his dignified and elegant demeanor no matter where he is. But sometimes, he suffers from it! It seems that sometimes he can't talk to her well, and he still has to use his strength!" Wang Bo said in his heart, stood up from the sofa, pulled Cheng Wenjin's hand, and said while pulling, "Sister, just go to bed, it's so cold in the middle of winter! You don't wear much clothes. You have a cold. How can I explain to Xiaoya to you when I go back to Shuangqing tomorrow!"

"It's okay, Xiaobo, I'm really not cold!" Wang Bo suddenly came to pull himself up. Cheng Wenjin was shocked, a little panicked, and instinctively began to refuse.

"I'm not cold yet. Look at your hands, it's so cold!" Wang Bo glared at Cheng Wenjin with a panic expression, pinched the other person's wrist, suddenly squatted down and touched the other person's ankles. The woman's ankles were tender and smooth, but they were not as cold as he expected, like a ball of ice. Wang Bo's face looked even more ugly, and he said with great heartache, "Look, look, still, I'm not cold?! Just lie down on the bed, my sister!" While saying that, he pushed Cheng Wenjin to the bed.

Cheng Wenjin was indeed a little cold, especially her hands and feet, which felt a little stiff. However, now she was being tempted by Wang Bo's squeezing hands and feet, and she was immediately shocked and shy. Her clean and flawless face instantly caught two red tides.

"I...I'm really not cold. In winter, I'm born... I'm born with cold hands and feet." Cheng Wenjin blushed slightly and decided to himself.

But Wang Bo didn't care about that, and still pushed the woman's shoulders toward the bed. After the woman couldn't persuade him, she had to sit on the bed, then she thoughtfully pulled the quilt and put it on the woman's lower abdomen, and covered it tightly with her legs and feet below. Wang Bo finally tucked the corners of the quilt, half-angrily and half-explained:

"Sister, you are alone now and have no one to take care of. Instead, you still have to take care of Sister Youyou in work and life like your elder sister, my cousin and Tingting and others who are not grown up. Xiaoya has always been worried about you. When she learned that I went back to Rongcheng this time, she specifically told me to come and see how you are doing. I dare not ignore her. Sister, you are alone in Rongcheng and usually fly everywhere in the country. Xiaoya and I are not by your side. You have to take good care of yourself and don't let us worry!" Wang Bo grabbed Cheng Wenjin's hand, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and patted the other hand gently on the back of the other party's cold hand, with a sincere face and serious expression.

Cheng Wenjin had calmed down from the brief panic just now. She knew that this little devil was clearly concerned about her warmth, but in fact she was just to take advantage of her. However, the other party's serious and villain's appearance made her want to laugh, and a trace of care appeared from the bottom of her heart. She calmly pulled her hand out of Wang Bo's palm and said calmly:

"What care or not? Where is it as serious as you said? Besides, your sister and the others are not what you said, "children who can't grow up." They are very sensible, and I don't worry about it. As for me, don't worry about Xiaoya. But you, the first time you have left home, have lost the care of your parents, and have been independent in life for the first time. There must be many things you don't adapt to. You must mature quickly and become independent as soon as possible."

"Yes, sister, you're right. This time I'll tell Xiaoya your words to you intact." Wang Bo nodded repeatedly, looking at the large empty space next to Cheng Wenjin, and wanted to turn over and climb up and sit side by side with the other party.

Of course, this idea is still just a delusion.

But now he was satisfied. As Cheng Wenjin went to bed, his seat naturally moved from the sofa to the edge of the bed and sat down next to the woman. Cheng Wenjin didn't ask him to go back to his original position to sit, so he was so happy that he pretended to be reckless and sat at the edge of the woman's bed with serene satisfaction.

During this period, just like Cheng Wenjin was cold not long ago, as he was chatting, Wang Bo also began to hold his arms with both hands, trembling from time to time, trying to win the sympathy of the woman and test the woman's reaction, to see if Cheng Wenjin would kindly ask him to lie on the bed to keep warm.

Cheng Wenjin did react, but he asked him to go back to the house to sleep and stop being cold.

"I'll let me get into your bed to keep warm together!" Wang Bo's mouth was flattered, but he said it wasn't cold. Naturally, he couldn't continue the fake show of pretending to be cold and pitiful.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Cheng Wenjin once again urged Wang Bo to go back to bed soon, saying that he would go back to Shuangqing tomorrow morning. Wang Bo pointed to the repeater on the bed, salivated his face, and said with a smile: "Sister, I'm not sleepy yet. Otherwise, I'll practice speaking with you. My speaking is pretty good, with a standard London accent."

Cheng Wenjin smiled, glanced at him, and said, "You are not sleepy, I am sleepy. Besides, I am going to the United States this time, not the United Kingdom. What's the use of practicing London accent? Come back to the house and go to bed quickly. Aunt usually goes to bed at 10 o'clock, but today because you come, it's an exception to stay so late!" After that, Cheng Wenjin covered his mouth with his hands and looked sleepy.

This is definitely an act! Wang Bo was very worried, but he was helpless because it was too late after all. Cheng Wenjin had issued an order to expel the guest, and what he should have reported had been reported, and he really couldn't find any more reasons to refuse to leave.

"Sister, I... I'll go to bed." Wang Bo stood up reluctantly from the blue sheets and said. Cheng Wenjin's bedding is not as fancy as hers, and they are all simple and elegant tones, sky blue, light yellow or pure white.

"Well, go to bed. Good night, have a good dream." Cheng Wenjin relaxed and waved at him.

"I really don't need me to practice speaking with you, sister?" Wang Bo wanted to struggle to death.

"Okay! It's too late today, and I'm a little tired. Let's talk about it another day, or when you come back from winter vacation, okay?" Cheng Wenjin smiled. Looking at Wang Bo's current appearance of not wanting to leave but having to leave, she wanted to laugh.

"Oh, then... OK." Wang Bo began to turn around, moved towards the door, took a few steps, and then turned back with a smile.

Cheng Wenjin was shocked and asked in confusion: "Why are you back?"

But Wang Bo walked to Cheng Wenjin again and sat down, opened his hands and said with a smile: "Sister, you and Sister Youyou will be going to the United States in a few months. I will first introduce you to the way foreigners say good night."

Cheng Wenjin was stunned and felt helpless at the endless ghosts in front of him. He sighed, took the initiative to bow and hug the other party, patted the boy's back twice, and said softly: "Is it okay now?"

"It's not over, there's this!" While Cheng Wenjin was stunned, Wang Bo touched his face on both sides of Cheng Wenjin's cheeks, one left and one right, and at the same time, he quickly kissed the woman's fair, delicate, and seductive face with his mouth, and then quickly retreated and flashed. Looking at the flush that quickly appeared in the place where he was kissed, he said happily, "Sister, this is the way of meeting and farewell for Italians. Today I will teach you this one, and from other countries, I will teach you again in the future if I have the chance. Good night, have a good dream!"
Chapter completed!