President Gao Leng's little wife

The door was pushed open again, it was Han Tianyi.

As soon as he entered, Xia Yuluo smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

Can't help but burst out laughing: "Did you go to disinfect?"

"En." Han Tianyi replied monotonously without even raising his eyelids.

Seeing that he was still shaking his hand in disgust, Xia Yuluo covered her mouth and laughed.

"Aren't you happy to touch a beautiful woman?"

She deliberately went to Yu Han Tianyi.

Han Tianyi looked up at her, his voice was extremely cold, but he said dotingly:
"Everyone is dirty except you."

"Ahem!" Xia Yuluo was being blocked by the sudden love words.

Fortunately, the old man coughed in time: "There are still patients."

He inadvertently glanced at Han Tianyi, and immediately screamed in his heart.

He quickly pulled off the quilt and covered his head.

"Ahem! Oops! My neck...chest hurts so much! It's so stuffy..."

He yelled repeatedly to scare Xia Yuluo, and hurriedly asked him what was wrong.

The old man is still pretending to be weak: "It's okay, just let me sleep for a while."

He was so guilty that he didn't dare to look into Han Tianyi's eyes, so he talked to Xia Yuluo with the quilt covered.

And Han Tianyi had already discovered that it was unusual, but he didn't say anything.

He dragged a stool and sat next to Xia Yuluo.

Xia Yuluo went inside without knowing it, and was still guarding the old man nervously.

But there were too many things going on on the set. Xia Yuluo hadn't been here for long, and the calls over there were already ringing.

She had no choice but to ask Han Tianyi to take care of the old man and go to the set to deal with it by herself.

The old man covered his head and fell asleep for a while.

When she woke up, she found that the person guarding her was not the gentle Xia Yuluo, but the ice-cold Han Tianyi.

The old man pretended to be weak: "Han Tianyi? Where's Yuluo?"

He tried to make his voice sound weaker.

"Back to the set."

Han Tianyi got up and poured him a glass of water.

The old man didn't answer, he lifted the quilt to stand up.

Han Tianyi just looked at him with his cup up, and didn't step forward to help him, just to see his expression of watching a play.

The old man was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he couldn't get up by himself, otherwise he would reveal his secrets.

"Can you help me?"

He looked towards Han Tianyi.

Only then did Han Tianyi put down the water glass and helped the old man up.

He said something vaguely.

"It was Grandpa's own strength that knocked Winnie's knife down, right?"

The old man was shocked.

The face is still calm: "Ahem...it's not me, I'm sick, how can I have so much strength."

"This disease is also faked by grandpa." Han Tianyi didn't save any face, and directly exposed the old man.

"Ahem! Oops, my chest hurts."

The old man was taken aback by Han Tianyi's straightforwardness, but he still gritted his teeth and lied seriously.

"Ah, what are you talking about? Oops, it hurts."

He hammered his chest and cried out for pain, but Han Tianyi questioned him knowingly.

Han Tianyi sat back on the chair again.

He looked at the old man pretending to be alive, but said lightly: "I've seen it all."

"What do you see?"

The old man clutched his chest with a pained expression on his face.

"Hey, where's Yuluo? I'm looking for Yuluo. As soon as Yuluo leaves, we'll quarrel. I don't think my illness will get better."

He moved Xia Yuluo out again.

Han Tianyi frowned helplessly, looking at the old man who was still pretending.

With a deep expression, he said, "Grandpa, let's talk."