Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

"What are you doing?" He Ercheng looked at him childishly holding up the thermometer, and supported her with one hand, "Childish, what's so funny about it." It seemed that he had seen the mischievous appearance of Hormon before he came to Ermeng, the thermometer he just bought I also fiddled with it for a long time.

"Take your temperature, didn't your friend tell you?" Quan Zhilong pressed the button and said, "Look at you, what kind of sickness does it look like? It will fall if you touch it a little bit. Is it made of tofu? You don't care about it at all." Own."

"Dizzy, you are standing behind me defenseless, can you not be scared? It's deep in the middle of the night." He Ercheng has heard words like this countless times from his younger brother, and he is almost bored to death. Orange juice, I almost drank it myself.

Just raised his head to drink, found that something was wrong, and handed it to him again.

He took a sip naturally, then looked at what it was, looked at the temperature displayed on it, 38.9, and said, "Have you taken the antipyretics?"

"Ah."

"Should I go to the hospital? It's already 38.9 degrees. Don't you feel bad?" He still remembered that her friend said that if the temperature was over 39 degrees, she would go to the hospital and call an ambulance directly. This temperature is no different from 39 degrees.

"It's okay, the body temperature should be higher at night, and it will be fine in the morning." He Ercheng has been here for so many days, and he can still be sure of his physical condition. He has also taken antipyretics, but he is not a little sleepy.

"Then go to sleep."

"how about you?"

"Didn't Hormon record all night today? You need someone to take care of you. I'll stay here. If you need anything, you don't need to call an ambulance. I'll drive you there directly."

"Dizzy, you don't want to find an excuse to stay here, right? I'm already like this, what are you thinking." He Ercheng's head started to ache with a loud voice, but he didn't really want him to stay here.

Although that night was an exception, it was also uncomfortable not to take care of him, that's why he didn't drive him away.

"Are you going to sleep?" Quan Zhilong asked. Anyway, he didn't want to go back at all. It was still several hours before dawn when Hormon returned, but she would not let him stay.

Seeing that she was not moving, he was about to use silence to force her to retreat. He had an idea and tried: "If you don't go up, I will carry you up."

She turned around and ran back to her room in a hurry.

Quan Zhilong spent the rest of the night on the sofa.

That was the worst time in He Ercheng's life. She was seen as her most vulnerable self. She always thought that she could take care of herself even if she was sick when she was away from home. Even Hormon could take good care of her. Little things.

When I was a child, I had the experience of staying in the hospital for a week because of a cold, and the family was busy with work, and only my grandmother was with her. The elderly grandmother dragged her tired body in and out of the hospital. At that time, she swore that she must be stronger, Even if you are sick, you must take good care of yourself, and you must not drag the people around you.

But this time, it was obviously an accident, probably because of his younger brother's nervousness. If she didn't listen to him, he wouldn't be able to concentrate on his work.

If she leaves Zheng Qisheng's sight when she is sick, her childhood sweetheart will also go crazy.

When she woke up early in the morning and went downstairs rubbing her heavy head, she wondered if Hormon would be back later, whether she was going to make breakfast, or go shopping...

But seeing that Quan Zhilong, who said last night that he would stay and take care of her, really did not leave.

What looks to be a hearty breakfast is on the table.

"Are you awake?" This is the second time Quan Zhilong has seen him wake up in the morning. His hair is fluffy and he is rubbing his face. It is really cute, but cute is cute. He picked up the thermometer on the table and made the first one. The thing is to take the temperature.

He Ercheng stood in front of him, motionless, but still glanced at the food below, and heard him say: "It seems to have retreated, but you don't look very energetic, let's have breakfast first." Put down the thermometer .

She sat down curiously, and asked, "You did this?" It didn't seem to fit the personality of the entertainment industry either.

"I really don't know many, but I found these few stores before I bought them all. I don't know if you will like them." Quan Zhilong asked several people about sick people who want to eat What's best is what makes up this menu.

He Ercheng was almost moved: "Why are you so nice to me?"

Quan Zhilong said very simply: "Because I like you, can I not worry if you are sick, I hope you get better soon."

"Hey~~" It came again, He Ercheng picked up the spoon and stuffed a large spoonful of rice into his mouth, "Then I really can't repay you, because there is no way to like you."

For Quan Zhilong, this is undoubtedly the same answer as Li Zhien said in the message, but it doesn't matter, as long as he likes it.

Before leaving after breakfast, Quan Zhilong turned around at the entrance and pinched the cheek of her who was following behind: "I have to answer your phone calls, and I can't reply late when I send you messages, that's all." Can it be done?"

"What are you doing?" He Ercheng's face was pinched in pain, but he couldn't pull his hand away, so he spoke in such a strange way, "It's understandable for me not to return when I'm busy. The reason I didn't pick up the second time was because..."

"Come on, what are you busy with, you are sick at home, what do you say you are busy with..."

"Then let go."

"You promise me first."

"Didn't you talk about work? If you are late, you will be scolded." He Ercheng was still struggling, unable to move his hands, so he directly kicked his calf with his foot.

That insignificant power is too inconspicuous to Quan Zhilong, as if blown by the wind, he is proud: "Oh, I can still move my feet."

"I promise, I promise you, you let go." He Ercheng finally compromised.

Quan Zhilong let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't it good to promise earlier, then I'm going to the company, you don't feel comfortable calling me, those couple are very busy, so don't bother them."

The door closed in his hands.

He Ercheng rubbed the two sore cheeks: "What, I thought you were a domineering president, really, didn't you just want to take the opportunity to touch my face, shameless, Sun Jiujiu and Zheng Qisheng are friends, how can you tell that they are a couple? You still let me call you, you are cursing me, I will definitely not relapse today, I am fine, I hate it."

A person was muttering in the living room, cleaning and sorting garbage while thinking about the scene in the entrance just now, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

In the afternoon, she went to the bookstore and found a few books on recipes and nutrition, as well as food that looked good when cooked. Thinking of what to do, she finally came up with some ideas in her mind, and she should plan again .

Since it is a life-saving grace, then we can only treat him better, and there is nothing else we can do. Moreover, he and Amon are both artists, so they must be particular about food. They must be nutritious and not Fat ingredients should be classified into dim sum.