Spouse Selection Criteria

Fortunately, Meng Xiyue's stomach problem is not very serious, as long as she takes good care of her body, there will be no problem.

Xia Yu'an also specifically asked the doctor how to recuperate.

The doctor spoke in great detail, Xia Yuan listened very carefully, and her focused appearance made the doctor say more.

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to summarize: "You young people are working too hard, this body is yours, pay more attention to it."

Speaking of this, the doctor couldn't help but think of his own son. He was almost thirty, and he knew how to work all day. When he was busy, sometimes he could work overtime for a month. He resigned, and there was nothing he could do but help his son to nourish and nourish his body.

The old doctor took a careful look at Xia Yu'an, his eyebrows and eyes were full of aura, and he was handsome, so he couldn't help but have some thoughts that his son didn't have a match yet.

He was also about to get off work, and he was not busy, so he started gossiping: "Little girl, are you in love?"

The old doctor sighed, but unfortunately said: "I don't know which young man is so lucky." His son is not so lucky.

Xia Yu'an blushed slightly: "Not a boy."

The old doctor is puzzled: "Huh?"

At this time, Meng Xiyue had already changed her clothes and came out, and her complexion was better, not so pale.

Xia Yuan hurried over, hugged her hand sticky, smiled sweetly, and said to the old doctor, "It's your girlfriend."

On this sentence, Meng Xiyue guessed the beginning and the end of the matter, looked at Xia Yu'an who was close to her with a soft light, smiled, and introduced to the doctor: "Well, I am her girlfriend."

The old doctor was stunned for a few seconds, these two beautiful girls are a pair.

Xia Yuan leaned on Meng Xiyue and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you doctor, let's go first."

Meng Xiyue politely nodded to the old doctor before leading Xia Yu'an away.

The old doctor also heard that the two were discussing to go back and make some stomach-nourishing porridge.

Smile immediately, what is wrong with the two girls, just be happy.

…

Secretary Gao and her two assistants have already gone back, and since it is past six o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Yu'an will not allow Meng Xiyue to go back to work.

The two went to the supermarket to buy ingredients before going home.

Xia Yuan was washing vegetables, she didn't know how to cook, and she kept every vegetable neatly. It was because she accidentally saw Meng Xiyue do this.

At that time, she washed the vegetables and put them away at will, and completed the task consciously. Seeing that Meng Xiyue was still chopping vegetables, she was a little bored for a while, so she went out to play with her mobile phone, and when she came back, she saw Meng Xiyue Xiyue lowered her head slightly, and placed the dishes one by one with her slender and fair fingertips. Under the incandescent light, the other party's eyebrows and eyes were delicate and serious, and the long eyelashes drooped into a fan-shaped shadow, which was very beautiful.

From then on, Xia Yu'an knew how to arrange the vegetables neatly, and after she set them up, she would stand aside and watch Meng Xiyue cut the vegetables.

Ginger has distinct roots.

After cutting, Meng Xiyue put down the knife and smiled: "Go out and play, I'll call you when it's done."

Xia Yu'an shook her head, she didn't want it, but she wanted to learn art from a teacher. Meng Xiyue had worked so hard at work, and she also wanted Meng Xiyue to relax when she came home.

Meng Xiyue boiled oil in a pot, and when she was putting the dishes, she saw Xia Yu'an approaching, and warned: "Stand away, be careful to splash the oil."

Xiyue pulled over.

Meng Xiyue was amused by Xia Yu's appearance as if she was facing a great enemy, she put down the dishes stably, sizzling, and steaming, she stir fry skillfully.

"Monthly."

Calling her with a cheerful voice, Meng Xiyue tilted her head and stuck the word 'um' in her throat.

The lips are covered with softness.

The other party left in the blink of an eye.

Xia Yu'an coughed embarrassedly, staring at Meng Xiyue with simple and pure joy.

"I really want to kiss you."

Suddenly, a blush appeared on Meng Xiyue's face, and in her blue and ink eyes, she could hardly hold back her glistening emotions, only her slightly drooping eyelashes revealed a bit of restraint.

"Hmm."

After she finished speaking, she stared at the dishes in the pot, unable to hold back, a smile still leaked from her lips, and that bit of self-control was gone.

Xia Yu'an stared at the smile on her lips, leaned over and asked, "Is it time to put salt?"

Meng Xiyue took the salt and sprinkled it.

Xia Yuan got closer: "How do you know how much to put?"

Meng Xiyue glanced at her curious appearance and asked, "Want to learn?"

Xia Yuan quickly waved her hand: "No...No, I just ask casually." She wanted to surprise Meng Xiyue, so she couldn't reveal it.

Looking at her look of stealing bells, Meng Xiyue's eyes were filled with a smile, and she began to teach her how to sprinkle salt.

Xia Yu'an also studied seriously.

Unconsciously, three dishes and one soup are ready.

Xia Yu'an suddenly felt a sense of pride when she saw the dishes on the table.

Sit down, give Meng Xiyue a bowl of chicken soup, and watch her drink it before Xia Yu'an starts to eat.

Take a bite, you have to watch whether Meng Xiyue eats it seriously.

Meng Xiyue is not a sentimental person, this girl who cares about her more than anyone else, at this moment she is so soft-hearted.

She is extremely clear and aware.

This life is her.

When she went to bed at night, Meng Xiyue gave all her cards to Xia Yu'an, and when the other party was stunned, she said, "Give it to you."

Xia Yu'an was suddenly speechless, and after a while, she threw herself into Meng Xiyue's arms, her eyes slightly red: "Meng Xiyue?"

Meng Xiyue rubbed her hair, her eyes filled with indescribable tenderness: "As you said, you support me."

"I want to support you too."

Xia Yu looked at her anxiously, "Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?"

A hand with clear knuckles and slender knuckles rested on her waist, numb for a while, Meng Xiyue lowered her eyes, her delicate eyebrows were aggrieved under the light, "You will lie me?"

It's a little...cute.

Xia Yuan looked away and whispered, "I won't lie to you."

Since then, the two have changed cards.

…

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Meng Xiyue covered her with a quilt: "I'm sorry, I woke you up, go to sleep."

Xia Yuan shook her head and looked at Meng Xiyue with half-squinted eyes: "No, I have to supervise your breakfast."

Speaking of this, Xia Yuan looked at her abdomen: "Does your stomach still hurt?"

Meng Xiyue only felt that the place she was staring at was warm, from her stomach to her heart, "I promise, I will eat."

"Sleep."

"Good."

Simply made bread, warmed milk, and made a pot of porridge, which was strongly requested by Xia Yu'an to nourish the stomach.

Meng Xiyue got off the treadmill, and the porridge was ready. Xia Yu'an saw that all those things entered Meng Xiyue's stomach, and then she beat Hache lazily.

Meng Xiyue rubbed her hair distressedly: "Go to sleep."

Xia Yu'an nodded obediently, "Then I'll go find you for dinner at noon."

Meng Xiyue smiled at her: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

After Meng Xiyue went to work, Xia Yuan went to sleep for another hour before getting up and starting to put on makeup and clothes.

The three-day vacation has passed, she should go to film today.

She looked out the window, the snow melted, put on lipstick, put on a hat, and put on a scarf before going out.

Zhong Le and Lin Qi are already waiting for her outside the door.

Zhong Le saw that Xia Yu'an looked very good. Today, she seemed to put on a Japanese makeup, which suppressed Xia Yu'an's bright eyebrows and eyes, and had a pure taste.

The cold and frosty feeling of yesterday was gone, and the usual aura was restored, and I was relieved.

Xia Yuan flipped through the script and said, "It's best to finish filming today."

Zhong Le asked, "Sister Xia, what's the matter with you?" The agent, Lin Xin, has already sent several scripts for Xia Yuan to choose.

Xia Yuan closed the script and glanced at Zhong Le: "What do you know, I have to take care of Meng Xiyue."

Thinking of this, Xia Yu'an said, "By the way, sign me up for a cooking class."

Zhong Le: "…Huh?"

Xia Yuan snorted triumphantly: "Meng Xiyue cooks for me, and I want to cook for her too."

President Meng cooking?

Zhong Le thought about it for a while, and decided that he still didn't want to. He ate this bowl of dog food silently, and started to contact the cooking class.

When the crew arrived, the cooking class had been contacted, and Zhong Le sent the cooking class teaching schedule to Xia Yu'an's mobile phone.

Xia Yu'an glanced at it. Two days a week, the time is on a rest day. The day after tomorrow happens to be Saturday, and Xia Yu'an is very satisfied.

The three of them arrived on the set, and they were neither the earliest nor the latest, so they came in a hurry.

The director was actually quite satisfied with Xia Yu'an. Although she was shoved in, she didn't have any temper, and she didn't cause trouble in the crew.

The original scandal brought a wave of enthusiasm to the crew, which made the director even more satisfied.

Thinking of the male lead he had just chosen came to ask Xia Yuan about the filming progress, he pondered.

Gu Yan got Xia Yu'an's role arrangement, knowing the other party's role, it may end today.

Time is a bit rushed.

Gu Yan deliberately slowed down his shooting progress, and Xia Yuan did not come out all morning.

Xia Yu'an was even more dissatisfied with Gu Yan. The other party was simply wasting his time. Fortunately, she booked lunch half an hour in advance. As soon as the director stopped work, Xia Yu'an left immediately.

Zhong Le and Lin Qi knew that she was going to find Meng Xiyue for lunch, so the two of them stayed in the crew honestly and didn't go to be a light bulb.

Gu Yan, who came to look for Xia Yuan with his lunch, saw Xia Yuan walking out, and hurriedly stopped her: "Miss Xia, I have already brought you your lunch."

Xia Yuan glanced at him. It was because of him that the progress was delayed, which made him even more unhappy: "I don't eat."

After speaking, no matter what his face was, he left.

Who is it? He clearly expressed his dislike, and even picked it up.

I hate it.