Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

Zhou Jianan was discharged from the hospital the next day, and the doctor said that he could go home and rest.

Zhou Jianan himself felt that nothing was wrong, his head was neither dizzy nor painful, but Wen Yuan's expression of distress written on his face made him feel a little happy.

He seemed to go back to the child who pretended to be uncomfortable and deceived his parents to care for him when he was a child. He was not at ease, but happy.

Wen Yuan supported Zhou Jianan, carefully protecting his head.

——It was tied up on the top, and it was said that the hair on that piece was shaved.

When I got in the car, I found that Kaye was also in the car, and when I saw Zhou Jianan coming in, I turned my head to look away with a guilty conscience.

"The crew is waiting for a reply, can we join the crew normally next week?" she asked.

Zhou Jianan turned to look at Wen Yuan, Wen Yuan thought to himself, why are you looking at me?

Zhou Canaan nodded and said yes.

Kaye thought that Zhou Jianan already knew that he scolded Wen Yuan, so he didn't dare to say anything all the way. Although he was usually a very cooperative person, he was very tough when facing Wen Yuan's affairs.

At the beginning when Zhou Canaan said that he wanted to get married to deal with that matter, she disapproved, thinking that if the contractual marriage would be divided sooner or later, then it would be a bloodbath. Later, he gradually understood through Zhou Canaan's actions, Zhou Canaan just likes people.

It was agreed not to delay the work, but it has not been implemented yet. The company has always opposed Zhou Jianan's take the lead in denouncing McConaughey and the unspoken rules in the entertainment industry, although he is a righteous person in the eyes of netizens , but in the entertainment industry, many people are not something he can afford, and sooner or later he will be retaliated against.

But she appreciates it, maybe because she is also a woman, she has seen a lot in the entertainment circle, but she doesn't have the courage to do these things.

Canaan Zhou did it.

Despite his selfishness, he is still worthy of admiration.

The fact at this stage is that these things have indeed begun to affect Zhou Jianan's career, and several films under negotiation have begun to wait and see, and no further cooperation has been advanced.

Kaye was annoyed, and looked back at Zhou Canaan.

I saw this person leaning weakly on Wen Yuan's shoulder with a satisfied face, and he didn't seem to be worried about these at all.

Back home, Wai Wai and Kaye did not follow, Wen Yuan was carrying a large bag of Zhou Jianan's things, and when he walked to the door of the house, Wen Yuan suddenly said: "Oh, I didn't clean the kitchen when I went out."

"Have you cooked yet?"

Wen Yuan said yes, and when he opened the door, the pot of overcooked trotter soup exuded a strange smell.

Wen Yuan put down his things and ran in to have a look. The prepared dishes were all gone, and the kitchen looked quite messy.

Zhou Jianan followed in, "Were you waiting for me to go home for dinner yesterday?"

"Well, you go to rest first, I'll clean up." Wen Yuan pushed Zhou Jianan out of the room.

Zhou Jianan didn't always pretend to be sick and let Wen Yuan serve him, but after he found out that Wen Yuan had the matter of "taking care of his husband who is not in good health", he was enriched and happy.

Cleaning up, cooking, and even cooling down the soup for him.

"Okay." Wen Yuan said.

"Oh, good..." Zhou Jianan took the bowl, staring at such a virtuous and caring Wen Yuan in a daze, holding the spoon in his hand but never moving.

Wen Yuan saw his dumbfounded look, thinking that the injury to his head was really serious.

So he moved the stool forward a bit and found a soup bowl and a spoon. He scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Zhou Jianan's mouth: "Here, it's not hot anymore."

Seeing Zhou Jianan open his mouth and take a sip, Wen Yuan asked how it tasted.

Zhou Canaan: "It's delicious."

It's over, it's over, I can't tell the difference between eating and drinking.

It was adding vegetables and manually peeling the shrimps. After a meal was finally finished, Wen Yuan felt the exhaustion of his energy like never before.

In addition, I didn't fall asleep very much last night. When I was watching a TV series, I fell asleep leaning on the sofa with a bang.

Zhou Jianan lay comfortably on Wen Yuan's lap, commenting on the popular Xianxia drama on TV from time to time.

"This bunch of gods really have plenty of free time. They have nothing to do all day long, so they just gossip about other people's relationship."

"The shape is really pretty, and this armor is pretty good."

After watching the whole episode, he looked up, only to find that Wen Yuan had fallen asleep, with his head tilted slightly, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Zhou Jianan got up gently, turned off the TV, and carried Wen Yuan up the stairs.

It seems that working more is really good for sleep. Zhou Canaan carried him back to the bed all the way, but he didn't wake up.

Zhou Jianan lay in the hospital for one night, and pretended to be weak for another day. At this time, he was finally able to use his still strong body. He felt that his muscles had stretched a lot, and he planned to take a shower and then go back to sleep.

When he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor said that he would take off the gauze at night and sterilize it before sticking it on. Zhou Jianan felt that he could do it by himself in front of the mirror.

Carrying the medicine box into the bathroom, Zhou Jianan tore off the gauze with his backhand.

Carefully disinfect and apply medicine, then put on a shower cap and prepare to take a shower.

Wen Yuan originally slept soundly, but suddenly woke up, and then heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the floor in the bathroom, so he hurriedly got up and ran over.

"Canaan?"

"Wow..."

Wen Yuan was startled, and leaned against the door: "What are you doing? What's wrong?"

Zhou Jianan looked at the shower head that had been broken in half on the ground. The filter layer had been separated, and water was bubbling from the pipe.

When he just put it on, he didn't stabilize it, and fell to the ground with a slap, and fell out of joint.

"It's okay..." Zhou Canaan replied.

Hearing that his voice was so low, Wen Yuan thought he had fallen again, so he was anxious to turn the doorknob. He didn't have the idea of ​​turning it open, but it opened with one twist.

Seeing Zhou Jianan supporting the wall, his expression was painful.

"Are you OK!"

Zhou Jianan took a deep breath and said in a breathy voice, "It's nothing, just a little dizzy."

Fortunately, the reaction was quick just now, Zhou Jianan secretly admired in his heart, he deserves to be the movie king.

Not caring how 'strange' Zhou Canaan looked in his whole body and wearing a white shower cap, Wen Yuan stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Zhou Canaan's waist and his shoulders with the other, and helped Zhou Canaan to sit down. By the side of the bathtub.

"Is there any injury?" Wen Yuan's thin pajamas were already wet by Zhou Jianan's pajamas, sticking to the clothes vaguely, outlining his thin body.

Zhou Canaan's Adam's apple could be seen sliding up and down.

Wen Yuan pulled a bath towel from the hook next to him to cover Zhou Jianan's lower body, feeling a little guilty: "It's all my fault for falling asleep."

Zhou Jianan just came back from the hospital, so he must want to take a shower.

Zhou Jianan leaned forward, leaning against Wen Yuan's lower abdomen, his legs trembled, and the bath towel slipped to the ground: "I haven't finished washing yet, I feel so uncomfortable."

"Then...shall I help you rush?"

Zhou Jianan: "The shower head is broken, can I take a bath?"

Of course Wen Yuan could only say yes, turned around and took a shower in the bathtub, poured water into it, and then he began to feel a little shy amidst the slow sound of water.

This is the first time he has seen Zhou Jianan naked/naked, although he has done that many times, but he always turned off the light or turned on a dim small desk lamp, and his nervousness could not support him. Admiring Zhou during the process Canaanite.

The water had been half filled, and the steam filled the bathroom, making Wen Yuan's face flushed.

He tried the water temperature and adjusted the constant temperature function of the bathtub: "It's ok."

Zhou Jianan's eyes never left Wen Yuan, he raised one leg and stepped in.

"So slippery."

"Then I'll support you, be careful."

In Wen Yuan's head, he unconsciously fantasized about Zhou Jianan accidentally slipping and falling, and then knocking his head on the edge of the bathtub, which made him feel even more creepy.

Had to be more careful to protect him.

Zhou Jianan half-reclined in the bathtub comfortably. When it was first renovated, he requested that the bathroom must be large, and the bathtub must be large. After a busy day, it is most comfortable to take a good bath at home.

Although I didn't think so far at the beginning, but it's just right now.

"Let's wash together."

Facing Zhou Jianan's invitation, Wen Yuan almost blurted out that he had already washed himself, but the two

They've been together since they got home, even Zhou Jianan brought him up while he was asleep, this excuse is too perfunctory.

Wen Yuan had no choice but to say: "I'm afraid of crushing you."

"No, it's very big." Zhou Jianan said, and moved a little to the side: "You can press it as you like, I'm not afraid."

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Yuan still compromised.

But without fully compromising, he went in with his underwear on.

Facing Zhou Jianan's speechless expression, Wen Yuan explained: "I'm sorry."

"I'm your husband, and I've seen everything I should have seen." Zhou Jianan said.

"I know, but I'm still embarrassed, why don't you wash it first and read it when you go back?" Wen Yuan circled.

Zhou Canaan: "..."

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Then Wen Yuan got busy in the bathtub, washed Zhou Jianan's face, gave him a scrub, and applied shower gel.

Zhou Jianan looked at the place where Wen Yuan was also so uncomfortable that he was about to get out, and began to think, this habit is not good, and he has to find a way to change it.

Although Wen Yuan said many times that the doctor said to rest and not to do strenuous exercise, Zhou Jianan still made a strong move.

The solution he gave was: "Then keep your voice down, so that you can rest."

The day before departure for Beihai, Wen Yuan accompanied Zhou Jianan to the hospital for reexamination. Although Zhou Jianan said that it was not necessary, Wen Yuan insisted that head injury is not a trivial matter and must be taken seriously.

The test results showed that Zhou Jianan gained four catties.

Wen Yuan's first course of treatment for depression was coming to an end, so he took this opportunity to go to a follow-up visit. The doctor changed some medicines for him, praised him for doing a good job, and said that he would definitely recover after persisting in these courses of treatment.

Although the news of the restart of the "Tropical Storm" crew has not been announced, the fans of the support clubs of all the actors basically know it, and there are quite a few people who came to see off the plane that day.

Zhou Jianan originally planned to use the VIP channel as before to make a quick decision. He has never suggested that fans come to pick them up at the airport, which is a waste of time, so he doesn't cooperate much.

When he was about to arrive at the airport, he flicked his phone crookedly, and suddenly handed it to him.

Zhou Canaan took it and saw that Zhang Weiwei's fans were waiting at the airport, holding Zhou Canaan's banner.

"What?"

Wai Wai: "Thank you."

Zhou Jianan: "There's no need to make the battle so big, it's according to the original plan."

"Okay," Wai Wai was a little disappointed, she thought that Zhou Canaan had changed his attitude towards things in the entertainment industry by stepping up this time without hesitation.

When he took the lead in denouncing McConaughey and the team behind him, many colleagues stepped forward to follow him. Afterwards, he invited him to have a meal with him many times. Zhou Jianan only said that he had no time.

Fans of Zhang Weiwei also know that Zhou Jianan not only drives public opinion, but also protects Zhang Weiwei in the project team so that she can continue to participate in the filming of "Tropical Storm".

Wen Yuan was silent at the side, but suddenly asked: "Is Zhang Weiwei going to VIP?"

Wai Wai said she didn't know: "But in the past, she never left. She came from a talent show and has always been very close to fans."

After speaking, I picked up the phone and contacted Zhang Weiwei's assistants. They had added WeChat to the crew before, and she also cared about Zhang Weiwei a few times when Zhang Weiwei was hospitalized.

The other party quickly replied to her.

"Sister Weiwei said she was going to leave, but I saw that she was very nervous, so I kept persuading her to go directly to the VIP."

Wrongly turned the words to Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan nodded, didn't say anything, and looked out the window.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Jianan put his hand over and put it on Wen Yuan's knee.

Wen Yuan: "It's nothing, I'm in a daze."

Zhou Canaan: "You're lying."

Wen Yuan turned his head and looked at Zhou Jianan, and bowed his head guilty as soon as they met.

"Ok?"

Wen Yuan tugged at the two straps on his sweater hat, and tentatively asked: "Can we also go through the normal passage, so that Zhang Weiwei and her fans will feel more at ease."

Zhou Canaan: "Okay."

Wen Yuan was surprised: "Okay?"

Zhou Jianan nodded: "Well, okay, as long as you say you want to go, I will definitely accompany you, even if the eggs are smashed."

With a crooked mouth, he turned around and replied to Zhang Weiwei's assistant's message.

Wen Yuan has never seen such a big battle, and although he occasionally sees the news of fans picking up the plane, the feeling from the scene is still very different.

The feeling that every ordinary tourist who passes by is staring sideways is too dazzling for Wen Yuan, who is a bit socially afraid.

He subconsciously slowed down his pace and accelerated his walking frequency, as if this could ease his tension a little.

Wen Yuan wore a mask, only his eyes were exposed, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Jianan from time to time.

Zhang Weiwei and her assistant have arrived, sitting in the rest area, and the fans who came to see her consciously formed a circle, not too close to her. There are many gifts next to her, which should be given by fans.

After Zhou Canaan and his group entered the area where fans were waiting, the fans all followed, their mobile phones and cameras drove around, and some people brought gifts for Zhou Canaan.

Wai Wai shouted from the side: "No gifts! Thank you everyone! No gifts!"

But as he talked, he still had two more gift bags in his hand, and the fans couldn't control their enthusiasm when they saw this.

While tugging, Zhou Jianan quickly grabbed Wen Yuan's hand.

"Grab me."

"OK!"

Wen Yuan's mask was pulled off!

When he only had time to scream, Zhou Jianan's movements were so fast that he couldn't react, Zhou Jianan immediately pulled Wen Yuan into his arms, buried his face in his chest, took off his peaked cap and put it on , pulled up the hood of his sweater to cover it, and then stretched out his hand to the side: "Way, mask!"

Zhou Jianan's voice was not gentle, and the enthusiastic fans felt embarrassed when they heard it, and they didn't dare to push any more.

Zhou Jianan put on a mask for Wen Yuan. He wasn't sure if someone took a picture of the one or two seconds just now, but he still had lingering fears.

"I'm sorry, brother."

"Yeah, Brother Canaan, don't be angry. I'm sorry."

"Is it helpful to say I'm sorry?"

Fans were vaguely about to quarrel, Zhou Jianan asked, "Where is Weiwei?"

Immediately, a fan showed the way, saying that it was in the rest area in front.

Wen Yuan was still bored in Zhou Jianan's arms, hugged tightly by him, but he didn't feel scared, instead he thought it was a little fun.

Hearing Zhou Jianan tell Wawai to ask someone to buy fifty cups of coffee and invite everyone to drink.

Fans wowed and sighed, saying that he is so kind.

Zhou Jianan: "I still don't want my husband to show his face on social platforms. If there is a photo just now, please delete it."

Fans agreed one after another, and then checked their photo albums, only to find that they hadn't captured them at all.

Only then did Zhou Jianan let go of Wen Yuan.

When I walked to Zhang Weiwei's resting place, the fans surrounding Zhang Weiwei scattered and sat further away, not daring to chat with Zhang Weiwei anymore.

Wai Wai said to help get some coffee.

Zhang Weiwei dressed very low-key, wearing a woolen hat and a mask, and a scarf big enough to cover her small face.

"Brother Canaan." Zhang Weiwei greeted Zhou Canaan and nodded to Wen Yuan.

Zhou Jianan pulled Wen Yuan to sit down, Wen Yuan and Zhang Weiwei looked at each other, both of them only showed a pair of eyes, but Zhang Weiwei could see his crooked eyebrows, and he was smiling at himself.

Zhou Jianan explained: "I don't want him to be photographed, it will disturb my life."

"Ah, it's okay." Zhang Weiwei said, and then realized that he was also dressed like this, and explained: "I want to keep a low profile, because many people are still scolding me."

What are you scolding?Both Zhou Canaan and Wen Yuan knew about it.

Some of the victims of "no flies" made incriminating remarks.

Wen Yuan thought for a while, and leaned closer to Zhou Jianan: "If you like it, you should dress up beautifully and glamorously. You are not wrong."

"That's right," Zhou Jianan continued, "How brave you are. You stood up and identified some garbage, sent them to the garbage station, and made a great contribution to society."

Wen Yuan unconsciously got closer to the exam, his chin almost touched Zhou Jianan's shoulder: "Yeah."

"Woooooooo..."

There was a whimper from the crowd.

It was a soft-hearted fan who was distressed and moved, and couldn't help crying.

Everyone looked at her, and she tried her best to hold back tears: "Weiwei, my sister also thinks you are very brave, come on."

"come on!"

"We will always support you."

"Sister! Come on! Film! Make money! Slap those people in the face!"

"Who will help me!!"

Crowd: ? ? ?

Crooked hands are about to break: "Someone help me! The coffee is here!"

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