[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

Zhuang Ling observed his expression carefully, and seeing that he was fine, he felt relieved, took his arm and walked down the stairs slowly, and helped him to sit on the sofa.

"Come, drink some water."

Shu Boheng held the glass of warm water in both hands and obediently lowered his head to take a sip.

"What were you talking about just now?"

"It's nothing." Zhuang Ling didn't want Shu Boheng to think of those disturbing things, so he didn't mention them.

This made Chen Jianbin heave a sigh of relief.

"Well, Jianbin, please contact me and ask the hair stylist to come to my house in the afternoon."

"What?"

"Shave your head."

"??? You sent a hairdresser to shave your head. Don't you think it's too much? Jiajia will scold you to death. Wait... What are you talking about? Shaving your head?" Chen Jianbin turned his gaze to Zhuang Ling, wanting an explanation , he suspected that he had heard wrong.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Ling nodded to him with a very helpless expression, "Well, he wanted to plan ahead, so he shaved off his hair so as not to worry about it."

"Are you sure?" It was really hard for him to imagine a wise and mighty boss swaggering through the market with a bald head.

Shu Boheng nodded seriously, and finally asked with a puzzled expression, "I just made a small decision, why do you all react like this?"

"..." Well, as long as you are happy, Chen Jianbin weakly agreed, "I'll call right away."

Zhuang Ling let Shu Boheng lean on the sofa comfortably, and then asked Chen Jianbin to go upstairs and get a blanket and cover him on his lap.

"So exaggerated?"

"Of course, you can't be sloppy for a moment now. Well, sit and rest, and I'll get you something to eat." After speaking, he touched his cold face.

"Ah."

Zhuang Ling then went into the kitchen, leaving only Chen Jianbin in the living room with Shu Boheng.

The aura around Shu Boheng's body changed immediately, and his face sank.

"I don't care about things these days, how is it over there?"

"Don't worry, everything is going on in an orderly manner. Don't you know Lao Zhu's ability? Not only will they not harm your Zhuang Ling now, but they are too busy to take care of themselves."

Shu Boheng nodded in satisfaction, "How about Shuzhen Court?"

"He's very well-behaved now, and he can do whatever he asks. Probably because he's really scared."

"It's normal for him to have such a reaction."

The most desperate thing is that when he thought he was sure of winning, he found that everything was in the hands of others.

He is just a puppet on a string, performing according to the script prescribed by others, and the string is always in the hands of the manipulator.

Shu Boheng rubbed his eyebrows wearily.

"Heng, do you want to sleep again? I see you..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw that Shu Boheng had closed his eyes, and he was completely relaxed on the sofa.

"..." What's wrong?If you don't sleep in the bed, you have to come here to sleep.

When Zhuang Ling came out, Shu Boheng had already collapsed on the armrest of the sofa, and Chen Jianbin was about to lift his legs up.

"Sleeping again?" he asked with his mouth.

Chen Jianbin nodded.

"Let me do it." Zhuang Ling put the tray on the table, then sat on the sofa and helped him up to lean in his arms, "A-Heng? A-Heng? Wake up, eat something before going to sleep. "

"Huh? Okay?"

"Okay, let's eat."

"En." Shu Boheng sat up with Zhuang Ling's support. Although he had no appetite at all, he couldn't bear to ignore Zhuang Ling's wishes.He had no choice but to take the bowl that Zhuang Ling handed him, scooped up a spoonful, and took a small bite.

Looking up, I saw Zhuang Ling looking at him with bright eyes, like a puppy seeking praise from its master.

Shu Boheng suddenly felt itchy, so he reached out and ruffled Zhuang Ling's hair violently.

Zhuang Ling was taken aback and almost jumped up from the sofa. After realizing it, he glared at him, "Eat well!"

Immediately, she turned her head away from looking at him, but she was still a little disappointed in her heart.

At this time, Shu Boheng took another bite, "What's the matter? Suddenly unhappy?"

"It's nothing."

"It's so delicious, don't you want to eat it yourself? No, go and serve a bowl for yourself, and serve a bowl for that fool."

"Delicious? Are you sure?" Zhuang Ling went straight to get Shu Boheng's spoon to try, while talking to himself, "It's really delicious? Don't you fool me?"

Shu Boheng avoided letting him take it, "Don't use mine, lest you get sick."

"I'm not afraid." Zhuang Ling took his bowl and took a sip.

This kind of porridge melts in the mouth and disappears in the throat almost before the reaction is realized. It is very suitable for people like Shu Boheng who always feel a foreign body sensation in the throat and want to vomit after surgery.Zhuang Ling has mastered the heat just right this time, it is very soft and sticky, but not sticky and sticky to make people feel sick.

"It's really delicious! Unexpectedly, I still have a bit of talent. Eat more!"

The two of them finished the small bowl of porridge one bite at a time. Of course, most of it went into Zhuang Ling's stomach.Seeing that he stopped eating after a few mouthfuls, Zhuang Ling was very worried, but he also knew that he should not be forced too much, so he put down the bowl.

It was rare for Shu Boheng to have no reaction after eating, and went upstairs to rest under Zhuang Ling's persuasion.

Because Zhuang Ling was at home to take care of him, Shu Boheng was in a good mood. All the symptoms on him before miraculously disappeared without a trace. Except for the occasional chest distress and nausea, he was recovering well.It's just that the symptoms of drowsiness have not been relieved, and I still sleep most of the day.

This made Shu Boheng very annoyed, sometimes he just wanted to spend a while with Zhuang Ling and enjoy the rare quiet afternoon, but the next second he fell asleep silently, and Zhuang Ling had to hug him back and wake up again Come, it's already night or the next morning.

He secretly counted the days, waiting for when to regain his glory.

After a week like this, Zhuang Ling had to leave to continue filming in seclusion. Before leaving, Shu Boheng was wrapped up tightly and personally sent him to the airport.

In the car, Zhuang Ling worriedly tightened Shu Boheng's scarf, and straightened his hat for him.

"I told you not to do your hair so early, isn't it cold now?"

"not cold."

"Be brave. Or, don't come out for a while, just stay in the car."

"It's all here, it's all right."

Although it was no problem for Shu Boheng to walk a few steps these days, there were too many people at the airport, and it took a long way to walk from the parking place to the boarding gate, but Zhuang Ling was still worried that he would not be able to hold on.

Fortunately, they came two hours earlier, so Zhuang Ling had time to help Shu Boheng walk slowly. He always felt that the time should be slower, but he still arrived at the boarding gate soon.

"Wait for me." Zhuang Ling hugged Shu Boheng tightly and whispered in his ear.