Save the misanthrope

Meng Chengjun was very upset. You are a man, what kind of pink do you wear? Meng Chengjun, who has no place to find fault, can only blame the color of the lunch box. Xiao Min has already said that Meng Chengjun has no choice but to put the bowl The chicken soup was in the bowl, looking at the wolfberry still floating in the bowl, what are you doing with such a virtuous man, you don’t want to marry.

At this moment, Meng Chengjun really wanted to transfer Wang Xiaoyue away from Xiao Min's side, although he was the one who transferred Wang Xiaoyue to Xiao Min's side in the first place.Xiao Min didn't know about Meng Chengjun's mental activities, but only saw him staring at the bowl with no expression on his face. Could it be that there was something wrong with Tang? "Ah Jun? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the soup?" Meng Chengjun, who was still wondering whether to transfer Wang Xiaoyue away, almost spilled the chicken soup in his hand when he heard the shout.

"It's nothing. Does your singing taste good? If it tastes good, I'll make it for you next time." Meng Chengjun raised his head proudly. I also know how to cook.

Xiao Yan really didn't know that Meng Chengjun could cook, "You can actually cook? Wow, I suddenly felt that the visit to the hospital was worth it. I have never tasted your cooking before, so I felt wronged. Helplessly, Meng Chengjun knocked on Xiao Lao's head, "Your head is always thinking about something, no one thinks that going to the hospital is a good thing."

Xiao Min gulped down the chicken soup in his hand, "Hey hey, if I can eat the food you cook every day, I will be fine in the hospital for the rest of my life." He ate the meal in Meng Chengjun's dream.

"Don't talk nonsense, can you feel who is targeting you? You are definitely not an accident this time, but a murder." Meng Chengjun's face was soft when he said the first half of the sentence, but dark in the second half I can already see it.

Xiao Min complained in his heart, I also know it was murder, but what can I do, I don't know if that guy has a body.I can still pull out my mental strength and beat him up. "Don't worry, the murder or something is too evil, maybe the prop master made a mistake." Xiao Yan felt that this excuse was lame, so he could only add another sentence, "And I was treated well by everyone on the set. No one will hurt me on purpose."

Meng Chengjun didn't believe what Xiao Yan said at all, but Meng Chengjun couldn't refute what he said, "You have been recovering from your injuries recently, and I will help you push this script away. You are not allowed to think about anything else. Take good care of your wounds, and I'll go first." Then he left, Xiao Min didn't know why Meng Chengjun was suddenly angry, and he could only attribute it to Meng Chengjun's early menopause.

Looking at the deserted room, there was nothing to do, Xiao Lai moved her body, and took down the mobile phone from the bedside table, Xiao Lai, who didn't feel any pain at all, happily swiped Weibo.

The popular recommendation is "Third-tier artists were injured and died by props during filming", Xiao Yan clicked in and took a look, isn't this himself?Touched the place where the arrow was shot, and died?What the hell, Xiao Yan still has a bit of an artist's self-consciousness, so he didn't reply.There is only a small number on his phone, and the large number was already in the hands of the publicist when Xiao Min entered the emergency room.

Clicking on his large Weibo, a top message refuted the rumor that Xiao Min was not dead but was injured, but the comments below were full of unbelief, and one or two black fans were mocking.Although there are not many black fans, as soon as they are posted, people will scold them. This is the first time Xiao Yan knows that the position of celebrity is so appealing.

Some big V accounts are also spreading rumors that Xiao Min is dead, pointing the finger at the production team, I don't know if that guy is fueling the flames.

In this way, Xiao Min remembered that a film king he had dreamed of, the downcastness when he met for the first time, Xiao Luo would not think that he was a film king, and he would say that he was a beggar, but that person was easy to treat. His dream is to be a painter, and his fans will pay a lot of money to buy back his paintings when they are not good-looking at all.

Xiao Min recalled the time in this world, with a faint smile on his mouth, Xiao Min seemed to have thought of something, took out his mobile phone and called Wang Xiaoyue. "Yueyue, let me take some photos for you and send them over, or you can come and record a video with me, it's better than your dry explanation." Wang Xiaoyue thought for a while, and finally agreed with Xiao Lao's method.

"Okay, I'll go to your place now, but is your injury okay?" Wang Xiaoyue was a little worried, "Don't worry, the doctor said that I didn't hurt the internal organs, which means I'm lucky and lucky, don't talk too much Come here quickly."

If it was really possible, Xiao Yan would definitely show all of them the wounds on his body. The speed at which the wounds heal was completely beyond what normal people would have.It can only be said that the gods in this world are a bit biased. In the last world, they were so kind to me. They could make their wounds heal quickly, but they wouldn't do that, tsk tsk.

Because Wang Xiaoyue was really too slow, Xiao Min put down her phone, turned on the TV, and watched the outdoor variety channel on TV.

When Wang Xiaoyue came, what she saw was that the person who was supposed to be honest and recuperate in bed sat up watching the variety show and laughed, and Wang Xiaoyue, who had dealt with a series of incidents, held back her anger.

Try to use a calm tone and say: "Can't you cultivate well, you will tear the wound open if you laugh like this." Xiao Yan, who was already laughing a little out of breath, patted Wang Xiaoyue's arm and patted his arm. Breathe well.

"It's okay. I know my own physical condition, so don't worry about me. By the way, can I participate in Yueyue?" Xiao Yan looked at Wang Xiaoyue expectantly.

Under the gaze of those gazes, Wang Xiaoyue tried hard not to look into those eyes, but finally she was defeated, "I see, you take the picture first, and I will contact you when the picture is finished, and I will wait until you recover from illness." Can I find out?" Wang Xiaoyue thought sadly, she was becoming more and more like an old lady.

Hearing the satisfactory reply, Xiao Lu kissed Wang Xiaoyue's hand. Wang Xiaoyue, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, was not moved, and wanted to strangle Xiao to death.Said in a tone of gritted teeth: "Hurry up, I will go back and contact you for a variety show later. I really owe you in my previous life."

Xiao Yan smiled, but did not answer.Watching Wang Xiaoyue set up the camera, Wang Xiaoyue nodded to Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo smiled and waved at the camera, "Hey, my dear fans, don't believe the rumors on the Internet, I belong to Kyuubi Fox, how could it be so easy to die, I just suffered a little skin trauma, maybe you can see me in a few days."