A doctor who can't cook is not a good actor

He recalled Han Qian telling himself to beautify him by insinuating and beautifying him whenever he had the chance, and he endured the toothache and said, "Han Qian had a backache last night, so I brought the doctor to see him."

"how come?"

"He said he was caught in the rain yesterday." Chen Feng acted poorly and pretended to be thinking, "He knows he can't catch cold, what's the matter?" The last sentence was directed at Li Youyi.

Li Youyi is indeed a guy who has been sold and has to help count the money: "Brother Qian was worried about Nansheng, so he stood under the cliff and watched. He didn't want an umbrella for him, saying that he couldn't see with the umbrella."

"Oh." Chen Feng suddenly realized, "Tsk, he is also..."

Chen Feng achieved his goal, and left a meaningful sentence, not much: "Then I'll get him something to eat first. It's been a day and I haven't eaten anything. Want to bring you something?"

Fei Nansheng shook his head: "No, I'll go see him."

Chen Feng nodded, and grabbed Li Youyi who was about to follow Fei Nansheng: "You go with me, and if there are too many things, you can help me get some."

Han Qian was lying on the bed alone playing with his mobile phone. When he heard the knock on the door, he immediately stuffed the mobile phone under the pillow, and shouted in pain, "Come in, the door is unlocked."

"what happened to you?"

Full of anticipation, Han Qian curled his lips, and the pain on his face faded: "Sheng Hongxi, are you playing so early?"

Sheng Hongxi carried a thermos in his hand: "I heard that you didn't show up all day today, so I bought some porridge. Are you suffering from back pain?"

Han Qian tossed and tossed all night, waited for the doctor to massage and took painkillers to feel better.This meeting is completely in no mood to flirt with him: "This will be fine. You'd better go about your business, and I won't bother you."

Sheng Hongxi put the thermos on his bedside table: "Why, your sweetheart didn't come?"

Han Qian could hear the sarcasm in his tone, and he didn't even get angry: "He hasn't played yet."

Sheng Hongxi's eyes turned cold, and he touched Han Qian's neck with one hand: "You..."

Han Qian immediately had goose bumps all over his body: "Let go!" There was a warning in his voice, "You fucking don't give up our last bit of love."

Sheng Hongxi bent down, leaned close to his ear, and sprayed hot air on his ear maliciously: "Why, so you still have affection for me?"

Han Qian turned his head, met his eyes, and was about to spray back when there was another knock on the door.Both of them were taken aback.

Sheng Hongxi kept his posture unchanged, as if he didn't intend to move.The people outside the door knocked a few more times, and Han Qian gritted his teeth and asked loudly, "Who?"

"Fei Nansheng, can I come in?"

Han Qian's face softened for a second: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

Sheng Hongxi signaled to him that he let go and turned a blind eye, and approached him more maliciously. The hand that was touching his neck moved on his back: "Guess what he will think when he comes in and sees it?"

Han Qian almost blurted out "fuck/your mother", but Fei Nansheng's footsteps stopped beside the bed, and he looked at the two people with ambiguous postures: "Mr. Sheng is here too? Are you here?"

Sheng Hongxi straightened up calmly, removed his hands from Han Qian's back, and covered him with a quilt in his spare time: "I heard that Xiao Qian is ill, so come and see him."

Fei Nansheng watched his movements without any expression on his face. He asked Han Qian, "How are you?"

Sheng Hongxi said before Han Qian: "He is much better, and he is complaining to me that the food is not good." His tone is full of pampering that cannot be ignored, and with Han Qian's face flushed by him, it can almost be faked.

Han Qian never dreamed that one day he would be put together.In the past, Sheng Hongxi always had some scruples, and everyone could still maintain a little politeness hypocritically.

Ever since Fei Nansheng appeared, he seemed to have completely given up on the few remaining formalities, and he was completely unscrupulous.

He was worried that Fei Nansheng would be misled by him, mistakenly thinking that he and Sheng Hongxi had something unspeakable, and he felt overwhelmed, didn't he just tell the truth, I would still be afraid of you?Unexpectedly, Fei Nansheng didn't seem to see the ambiguity deliberately created by Sheng Hongxi, and said with a face of approval: "Well, the food in the hotel is really not good." He walked to the other side of the bed and looked at the insulation on the opposite bedside table. Pot, "Ms. Sheng is so fast? Did you buy a meal just after the play?"

Sheng Hongxi wanted to say yes, but Fei Nansheng went on to say, "However, Han Qian hates the food in this hotel so much, he probably won't eat it."

Han Qian saw that the hotel's logo on the golden thermos was shining in the direction of Fei Nansheng. The anxiety provoked by Sheng Hongxi dissipated, and a little smile rose in his heart.

Sheng Hongxi didn't take it seriously at all: "Xiao Qian is just too delicate." I almost choked Han Qian to death with his helpless love in his tone.

Fei Nansheng nodded in agreement: "Chen Feng went to buy food, I guess he won't make a mistake. Since Teacher Sheng has already brought the food, don't take it away." He looked at Sheng Hongxi with an apologetic expression on his face. Smiling, "If Han Qian doesn't eat it, I'll eat it. It's always Teacher Sheng's wish."

Sheng Hongxi's face froze, Han Qian pressed his face into the pillow, buried all the gloating joy in it, and for the first time in his heart admired Fei Nansheng's lack of roots, "beautiful!"

Fei Nansheng watched Han Qian's movements: "Why are you covering your face in the pillow? Isn't it boring?"

Sheng Hongxi said affectionately, "Xiaoqian, raise your face, don't get bored."

Han Qian suddenly felt that Sheng Hongxi's pretending to be a lover was not completely annoying, at least for now Fei Nansheng was so stupid that he made him very happy.And maybe, Fei Nansheng didn't just hate him?

Inexplicably, Han Qian hoped that Sheng Hongxi would stay and continue to give a few amazing assists, so that he could think about Fei Nansheng's thoughts, but it was a pity that Fei Nansheng didn't cooperate at all.

"Has Mr. Sheng eaten yet? Why don't you stay and eat together." Although the words were polite, they were not sincere at all, and there was a smile on his face that was too false in Sheng Hongxi's eyes, "I just don't know whether Chen Feng I will buy an extra copy, and I don’t know if he has bought it yet. I’ll call and ask.”

If it was in the past, Sheng Hongxi would probably stay here without hesitation, but unfortunately, in recent years, his temper has risen with his worth, and the other party is so obvious that he doesn't want to play with you, Sheng Hongxi really has no interest in making it up.

He watched Fei Nansheng take out his phone slowly, and took off the last bit of disguise: "No need, the assistant helped me buy food."

"Oh." Fei Nansheng's hand that had been holding the phone for a long time, quickly stuffed the phone back into his pocket.Then he looked at Sheng Hongxi eagerly.

The two stared at each other silently for two seconds. Seeing that the other party wanted to stay a little longer, he asked, "Is the rice going to be cold?"

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, Sheng Hongxi's eyes almost froze him: "You are fine."

It wasn't until Sheng Hongxi strode away in anger that Han Qian, who was buried in the pillow, gradually felt something was wrong.

The phrase "Isn't the rice going to be cold?" is so strong that it's not like what Fei Nansheng would say.

He turned over carefully, Fei Nansheng saw that he was inconvenient to move, went up to give him a hand, and stuffed a cushion on his back.

Han Qian, who has always been good at dancing, found that he couldn't find a suitable opening sentence.

Fei Nansheng was amused to see his rare stupid look, hooked up a stool and put it beside the bed, then went around to the bed, and held the thermos that Sheng Hongxi had brought in his hands.

Fei Nansheng seems to be a natural left-hander now, opening the lid of the pot and taking the spoon with his left hand.Han Qian saw that he actually picked up the spoon: "Are you really eating?"

Fei Nansheng scooped up some food with a spoon and tasted it: "Why don't you eat it? I bought everything." He looked ashamed to waste food.

Han Qian sadly felt that he was being self-indulgent again, and relaxed his body: "I said you, just now you talked like you were pushing someone away."

"I was indeed telling him to leave." Fei Nan swallowed his porridge, "Don't you want him to be here?"

It took Han Qian a while to realize that he had heard correctly: "How do you know?"

Fei Nansheng stirred the porridge with a spoon, his face was full of surprises.

"Although I don't know exactly what it is like for you to like someone, I can still see if you are angry."

Han Qian wanted to fart, but Lao Tzu took his heart and lungs out for you, and wished he could grab you to register right away, but you still don't know what it is like for Lao Tzu to like people.

"When I first joined the company, you couldn't say more than three sentences to me every time, and the veins on your hands would definitely explode. At first I thought you had some hidden disease, but later I found out that you were simply angry at me. "

Han Qian was at a loss for words again, and felt a flock of crows flying past his head screaming.

Fei Nansheng saw that he was still unresponsive, and thought that he had lost his IQ due to back pain, so he had to explain in detail: "Just now I saw that the veins in your hands are popping out, and I think you don't want to talk to Teacher Sheng. Get along, although Teacher Sheng seems willing to get close to you."

Han Qian was originally worried that Fei Nansheng would be misled by Sheng Hongxi, but now seeing that he did not go astray, he was not at all happy in his heart.

"He... Forget it." Han Qian waved his hand, "Don't mention him, because if you mention him, your blood pressure will go up. Are you really hungry?"

Fei Nansheng silently sipped the porridge and nodded.

I don't know what expression Sheng Hongxi will make when he knows the truth.

Han Qian rubbed his waist, seeing that he was in a good mood, he thought it was a good time, it was a good time to confide in his heart and put aside the relationship, while cultivating feelings or gaining some sympathy.

"Well, I have to tell you something about Ru Sheng."

Fei Nansheng put the spoon back to his mouth: "What is it?"

"Listen to me while you eat, don't delay." Han Qian saw that he was unmoved, so he had to continue, "I did some research before digging Ru Sheng. When she first entered the industry, she was with a family named Qian Xiang. The agency contract signed by the studio. However, the contract has been terminated within two years, and it has been hidden by the company for a long time."

"The legal person of this Qianxiang studio is Xiao Qianxiang, who is my cousin." When Han Qian said this, he looked at Fei Nansheng's expression and saw that he had no special reaction, so he continued, "My mother's A distant relative who usually only sees each other during Chinese New Year. I specifically asked why the contract was terminated, and Ru Sheng only said that it was because she didn't like the job arranged by the company."

"I did some research, and it seems that she was indeed assigned a role at that time. Judging from the character setting, she was indeed not likable. However, based on what I learned about Ru Sheng later, although the role was not likable, it might not make her feel happy. She made a fuss to the point of rescinding the contract."

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Finally made it before midnight~yeah!I'm in a good mood, give Mr. Han some sweetness~ la la