Tsundere actor online really fragrant

Not long after, Lian Jing's scenes in "Dark Crime" were all filmed. On the day of the filming, the director specially invited these important actors to have a meal. Everyone was in a good mood.

After all, apart from Yi Jun's incident, the whole filming went smoothly. After the end, many people exchanged contact information with each other to facilitate further contact.

Shao Zijin was going to shoot a variety show next, while He Yang seamlessly joined the next crew. Lian Jing's next job hadn't been confirmed yet, so he went back to Beicheng alone by car.

On the way back, he specially sent a message to Xie Han to inquire about Fu Feibai's recent itinerary. After all, he himself did a great favor before, so he should thank him.

Xie Han's news came back quickly: there is no activity, and I guess I am picking my feet at home.

Lian Jing couldn't help laughing, and planned to pick out gifts as soon as he got back, but he didn't know what Fu Feibai liked.

He's actually not very good at picking gifts, but he's been in the entertainment industry for so many years anyway, and he has a certain understanding of fashion trends. After looking at the largest shopping mall in Beicheng for a long time, he finally fell in love with a pair of expensive cufflinks. , endured the pain and bought it.

Originally, I wanted Xie Han to pass it on for him, but who knew that Xie Han was on a business trip in City S recently.I had no choice but to ask Xie Han to send the location, and he went there by himself.

On the way there, Lian Jing kept thinking wildly, his heartbeat couldn't calm down, and when he arrived at the door of Fu Feibai's house, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating, he hesitated for a long time before he raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, I heard a hoarse voice from the doorbell: "Who?"

Lian Jing touched his ear, a little nervous, "Hello, Mr. Fu, I... This is Lian Jing, I'm here..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the phone hanging up, and then the door opened.

Fu Feibai casually put on a bathrobe, looked down at him, "What are you doing here?"

His voice was lower than it sounded on the phone.

Lian Jing glanced at his inadvertently exposed chest, quickly looked away, and whispered: "You helped me before, I am very grateful, so I bought you some gifts, I hope you will not dislike them."

With Fu Feibai's current state, Lian Jing couldn't help but wonder if it was the right time for him to come, and if he... bothered him...

Fu Fei stared at him for a while, then took a step back, "Come in."

It was hard to get off the tiger, so Lian Jing could only bite the bullet and follow him into the house.

After Lian Jing changed his shoes and went in, Fu Feibai had already sat down on the sofa.

He seemed to have just woken up, his bangs were casually scattered on his forehead, he looked a little less indifferent, and looked much younger, squinting his eyes and looking lazy like a big cat that is full of food and drink.

Lian Jing was a little cautious and didn't dare to sit down, so he just took out the gift and put it on the coffee table.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent, Lian Jing was so nervous that his palms were sweating, he felt that he should say something to break the embarrassment, "Did I disturb your rest?"

Fu Feibai glanced at him, but didn't answer.

In fact, everything he sees is spinning now, and it is not easy to hold the door open for Lianjing.

He knew that he probably had a fever. If Lian Jing didn't come, he would call the doctor, but now that Lian Jing came, he suddenly didn't want to call.

Fu Feibai coughed a few times and asked, "What is the gift?"

Lian Jing: "It's a pair of cufflinks, I don't know if you like it..."

Lian Jing carefully observed Fu Feibai's face, trying to see something from his expression.

Looking at it this way, I found that the corners of his eyes seemed a little red. Thinking of his hoarse voice, I suddenly thought of something, "Mr. Fu, are you sick?"

Fu Feibai supported his dizzy head and nodded "reservedly", "Well, probably..."

Lian Jing couldn't care less about being nervous now, he stepped forward to take a closer look at him, then reached out and touched his forehead, "You have a fever."

And the fever is still not light, and he can still sit on the sofa just like this. I really don't know whether to say that his health is good or his acting skills are good.

"Is there any medicine at home? Or just call the doctor for you?"

Lian Jing was anxious and didn't care whether it fit or not. He took his hand and wanted to help him up from the sofa, "I'll take you back to your room first."

Fu Feibai leaned on Lian Jing with peace of mind, and let him pull him into the room.

Lian Jing was half a head shorter than him, which was just convenient for him to put his head on Lian Jing's head. Occasionally, the tip of his nose brushed a few strands of soft hair, and the itching feeling seemed to reach his heart.

Lian Jing covered him with a quilt, saw some cold medicine on the bedside table, and heard Fu Feibai say, "I haven't taken today's."

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon now, and it was obvious from a glance that he slept straight into the afternoon, probably without even eating.

Lian Jing poured him a glass of water, "You can't take medicine on an empty stomach, do you have something to eat at home?"

Fu Feibai took a sip of water to moisten his throat, "There should be some in the refrigerator."

Lian Jing nodded, "Then you rest first, I will cook."

Fu Feibai watched him go out thoughtfully, and aftertaste the words "I'll cook", and it seems to be pretty good.

At this moment, three messages came in on the mobile phone. Fu Feibai picked it up with dizziness and took a look. It was from Xie Han.

【Is Lian Jing looking for you? 】

【He's here to express his gratitude, don't bully him...】

【Don't bully too hard...】

Fu Feibai hooked the corner of his mouth, but didn't reply.

Don't bully?nonexistent.

Lian Jing moved quickly, and within a short while, a bowl of hot porridge was served, with shredded ginger and green vegetables, it was soft and fragrant, and the smell made people appetizing.

However, Fu Feibai frowned after just one glance, "I don't eat ginger."

Lian Jing was a little embarrassed and tried to persuade him, "I only put a little bit in, and it's good for colds, so eat a little bit."

Fu Feibai didn't speak, just looked at him, as if he would not eat if he said he would not eat.

Lian Jing was helpless, "I picked out the shredded ginger, so that the taste is not so strong, you can just eat a little first."

In the past, Fu Feibai didn't have the word "compromise" in his dictionary, but seeing the person in front of him solemnly picking up the shredded ginger in the bowl, with a hard-working look, he couldn't say anything if he refused.

In the end, he finished the bowl of ginger-flavored porridge in one gulp.

After taking the medicine, he became sleepy, and Fu Feibai soon fell asleep again.

Lian Jing looked at his sleeping face, and felt that it was not right to go, or not to go, so after thinking about it, he called Xie Han and told her about the situation, "Sister Han, do you want someone to come and take care of you?" one time."

Xie Han felt that he could not intervene at this time, otherwise Fu Feibai would cause trouble for her when he woke up, so he tried his best to persuade Lian Jing to stay and continue to help take care of her.

Lian Jing had no choice but to agree.

After hanging up the phone, he went to the cupboard to find a quilt and covered Fu Feibai with it. After taking the medicine and sweating, he probably recovered.

Fu Feibai's sleeping appearance was very different from usual. He lost the sense of distance he had when he was awake. His side face was handsome and handsome, with long and curled eyelashes densely covering his eyes, which occasionally trembled slightly with his breathing, which was a rare sight. It's mild and harmless.

Fu Feibai with this appearance seems to gradually overlap with the person from many years ago.

Only at this time did Lian Jing feel a sense of reality. The person he had dreamed of for many years appeared vividly in front of him at this moment, just within reach, and the long distance carved by many years seemed to disappear suddenly at this moment. .

Lian Jing even stretched out his hand uncontrollably, wanting to touch his face lightly.

As soon as his fingers were about to touch Fu Feibai's lips, Lian Jing suddenly reacted, quickly withdrew his hand, and looked at Fu Feibai guiltily to confirm that he hadn't woken up before he heaved a sigh of relief.

It was almost night in the blink of an eye, and Lian Jing thought that Fu Feibai might be waking up soon, so he got up to make dinner.

When he finished cooking and walked into the room, he found that there was no one on the bed, but the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Lian Jing couldn't help frowning, and took a shower right after waking up, isn't he afraid of getting worse before he recovers?

Just as he was thinking, he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. Lian Jing turned his head and met Fu Feibai who came out of the bathroom wiping his hair.

Probably because he didn't expect that he was still there, Fu Feibai only wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and the moment they looked at each other, both of them froze.

Fu Feibai first came back to his senses, a dark light flashed in his eyes, he threw down the towel to wipe his hair, and put on his bathrobe seemingly very calmly, as for how much show-off was hidden in his movements, only he knew.

Then he said casually, "I thought you were gone."

Lian Jinghong blushed and looked away, the "accident" just now had a big impact on him, and he couldn't delete the image in his mind for a long time.

Hearing Fu Feibai's conversation, there was a tinge of embarrassment amidst the shame, "You...you haven't recovered from your illness. I was afraid that you would have a fever again, so I didn't leave."

Seeing Fu Feibai nodded casually, he said again: "You should blow dry your hair first, it will be troublesome if you catch a cold after your hair is wet."

After Fu Feibai dried his hair, the two went to the restaurant for dinner.

The ingredients in Fu Feibai's refrigerator were limited, and he was still ill, so Lian Jing still made light porridge.

After the meal, Lian Jing cleaned up the dishes and was about to leave, but was stopped by Fu Feibai.

Lian Jing: "Is there anything else?"

Fu Feibai sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and said casually, "Let's chat for a while."

Lian Jing had no choice but to return to the living room.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a somewhat familiar voice from the TV: "Xiao Yu! Don't leave me! I am sincere to you! I can't give up on you, and I can't give up on the love between us!"

The voice was familiar, and the lines were also somewhat familiar. Lian Jing turned his head to look at the TV with some doubts. The moment he saw the picture clearly, he was struck by lightning.

This... Isn't this the Mary Su idol drama "Speed ​​Youth" he acted in a few years ago? !

In the picture, he has brown half-long hair, slanted bangs covering his eyes, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and he is standing by the sea and shouting at the heroine: "For the past or the future, I don't care. I can't be sure, the only thing that's certain is that I like you!"

Lian Jing's eyes widened in disbelief, it took him a long time to come back to his senses, he turned his head stiffly, and met Fu Feibai who seemed to be holding back his laughter, "..."

He suspected he was dreaming.

Fu Feibai: "The acting is very vivid."

Lian Jing: "Your expression has already betrayed you..."