Since having that meal at Yun Hezhi's house, Fan Mingjue has been "blame" by his wife when he goes home, saying that he is going out for a walk, and you go to someone else's house to eat and drink, and you make people so drunk that you can send it back. It's not embarrassing or shameful.

Fan Mingjue didn't know why he drank too much. Yun Hezhi and the boy named Zheng Lansheng both wanted to protect his throat and didn't drink much, but he took turns to drink him.

Yun Hezhi: "Uncle, I'm really sorry. I can't drink it with you all the time. Then I will toast you with tea instead of wine, you can do whatever you want."

Do you think this wine should he?

The most important thing is that the wine is really good. Not only did he drink it, he also drank it with a glass and finished it.

As a result, Zheng Lansheng came with a glass of wine:

"Uncle, what happened today is a misunderstanding. Don't take it to heart. I respect you."

Should he drink the apology wine?

So after a while, can he not get drunk?

Fan's mother told Fan Zhengyu that she would talk to Yun Hezhi another day and invite him to have a meal at home.

**

That day, because of other people's reasons, Fan Zhengyu finished the rehearsal in advance and went directly to Liyuan. She knew that Yun Hezhi had a performance today, so she wanted to give him a surprise and then go out for a date. She knew that he was very tired after the performance, so she specially bought a box of desserts.

Since it was a surprise, when she arrived at Liyuan, she successfully entered the backstage under the guise of finding Zheng Lansheng.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here? Looking for me?" Zheng Lansheng heard that it was a lady named Fan, so he walked out with makeup.

"No, is his performance over?"

"My brother didn't come today."

“…”

Fan Zhengyu could not remember it wrong, and the two contacted each other at noon.

"Oh, sister-in-law, don't get me wrong. My brother originally had a performance today. He seemed to be in a bad mood. He was resting at home. I will replace him in this scene."

"Don't feel comfortable?" Fan Zhengyu frowned.

"I don't know what's going on. You know that our industry is most afraid of getting colds, fever, and hoarse voice. That's it. I originally planned to finish the performance and go see him..."

Before Zheng Lansheng could finish his words, Fan Zhengyu turned around and quickly left the Liyuan and went directly to Yun Hezhi's residence.

The door was just closed, but not closed. When the old door was pushed open, there was a squeaking sound. The osmanthus trees in the yard quietly sprouted flowers, and the white porcelain kettle fell on the stone table in the yard. The tea had long disappeared. Fan Zhengyu unconsciously took light steps and pushed open the door of a room.

His bedroom faces north and south, with great lighting, and the room is not dark. When the door opened a gap that could accommodate one person, her wrist was suddenly caught-

Fan Zhengyu's heart thumped, and he subconsciously exclaimed, instinctively trying to hide, and the force of the man holding her wrist was slightly relaxed, and the distance between the two was a little widened.

"It's you." Yun Hezhi was wearing only thin pajamas, and his voice was a little hoarse when he heard it carefully, so he must be inconvenient to open his voice and sing.

"Did you have a cold or..."

The position of Yunhe Branch was, the sunlight shining through the window fell on his back, and half of his body was shrouded in the shadow, with a hazy mystery.

Depressed, it actually has a faint smell of sickness.

He stared at Fan Zhengyu and said in a calm voice: "Come here..."

Yun Hezhi's voice sounds very nice. Even if he gets sick and is hoarse, he can still easily stir up the nerves. Fan Zhengyu is a trick of the devil and takes a step forward.

"Come on some more."

One step closer...

Yun Hezhi smiled softly and walked forward a little. The distance between the two was instantly narrowed to between millimeters. He bent down, lowered his head slightly, and his chin was pressed against her neck, and he reached out and hugged her into his arms.

"I was thinking about you when you showed up."

The surroundings were very quiet. Apart from the slightest sound of the wind, there were only two people breathing, one was shallow, and the other was breathing hot and heavy due to illness.

Soothing and shallow, and splattering heat...

Intertwined and entangled, Fan Zhengyu's breathing and heartbeat gradually became a little out of order.

She could clearly feel his overheated body temperature, and a layer of heat that exceeded his body temperature was stained by him on his ears and neck.

Little by little, eroding her inch by inch.

"Boss Yun..." Fan Zhengyu tentatively reached out and grabbed the clothes on his waist.

Yun Hezhi pulled her body a little away, and the heat on her neck dissipated, but when he faced her, his breathing was arduous and disordered, and this enthusiasm came to his face.

"I just dreamed that you and I broke up."

"That's just a dream. You go to bed first." Fan Zhengyu saw that his face was wrong and helped him sit on the edge of the bed. "How could I break up with you? Besides, we have even seen each other's parents, and our relationship has always been so good. That kind of thing will not happen. Unless it is the two of us, and one of them doesn't like each other, then they can break up..."

Fan Zhengyu knew that he was sick and spoke very gently, and he seemed to coax the child. After talking for a long time, he saw that the other party had no response and turned to look at him.

"Zhengyu, in fact, after saying so much, you just want to tell me..." Yun Hezhi sat on the bed and looked at her seriously, "You like me."

There seemed to be a hot wind in his eyes, and his breathing was also hot and hot.

"We have all met parents, what do you think?" The two of them had been dating for so long, but Fan Zhengyu didn't expect that he was still struggling with this kind of problem.

"You didn't answer my question positively."

"..." Fan Zhengyu pursed his lips and was about to pour some water for him, but he didn't expect that his wrist would be pulled.

Caught off guard, she directly hit him, she was worried about touching him, after all, he was a patient at this time, but the back of his head was held back, forcing her to go with him-

Frontal opposite.

"Say, how much do you like me?"

His voice was hoarse, but he was so close and so hot.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at him. His breathing was very fast and messy, and his enthusiasm fell on her face without any rhythm, putting her face...

Dye red layer by layer and burnt through.

Fan Zhengyu subconsciously dodged his eyes, but he got closer, his lips pressing against her...

It was as if it was about to kill her life.

"Zhengyu..."

"Do you just like me?"

Fan Zhengyu felt... she was about to suffocate.

What is this a matter of death? Does she like him or not? Does he know whether he likes him?

"I like you, I just like you... um."

I was breathing poorly, my head was fainted, and my body was weak...

The surroundings were too quiet. The slightest sound of wind blew across the osmanthus tree, and the branches and leaves trembled, just like her chaotic heartbeat at this moment, and the suffocation felt as if she was about to take her life.

His body temperature is too high, and the heat emitted on his body can simply melt the person, let alone kissing.

Both of them were breathing disordered, and after more than ten minutes...

Fan Zhengyu looked at the person lying on the bed and sighed helplessly.

I was obviously quite energetic just now, but what happened?

Fan Zhengyu was sure that he had a fever, and he seemed unwilling to take medicine, so he took some physical methods to reduce the fever. She used to live alone abroad and it was always okay to take care of a patient.

**

His temperature dropped quite quickly. Fan Zhengyu was thinking about making some porridge for him. There was a sound of knocking on the door outside. When she opened the door, she was a little surprised when she saw the people outside.

The man was wearing a simple dress, black, and a long windbreaker, and had a rebellious and unrestrained charm.

"Sixth Master?" Fan Zhengyu knew the person in front of him, but he was not familiar with him.

Jing Hanchuan came to visit him at his mother's request. After all, someone lived alone and was worried about something. His mother even said that he was too ill and sent him to the hospital or to take him to the Jing family for maintenance.

After all, they are the top celebrity in their Liyuan. When they are sick, they will definitely come to visit them as their boss.

"Miss Fan." Jing Hanchuan was a little surprised.

"Please come in." Fan Zhengyu stepped back and let him enter the house.

When Jing Hanchuan came over, he brought some fruit, "How is he?"

"I'm still sleeping, will I go and call him?" Fan Zhengyu was calm and composed in the face of Jing Hanchuan. Although this person is well-known and notorious, if he is full of bandit aura, he is not as murderous as Huo Qinqi, she is not afraid of it.

"No, let him rest."

Jing Hanchuan and Fan Zhengyu were not familiar with each other, and they looked at each other and had nothing to say.

Actually, Jing Hanchuan really wants to ask:

Haven't you broken up yet?

"I drank some wine when I met you last time in the Pear Garden, and didn't thank you very much." On the day I met crazy fans, Fan Zhengyu had just attended the celebration banquet and drank some wine. The matter happened suddenly. Thank you for your gifts must be inconsiderate, "Drink some water."

"It's just a little effort."

Jing Hanchuan confirmed that Yun Hezhi was not seriously injured and told Fan Zhengyu that if he had any emergency, he would contact him at any time. Even if Yun Hezhi was a young actress, she was a man and was worried that she could not take care of her. Jing Hanchuan still left two people outside to stare.

On the way home, he kept wondering, why are these two still together?
To be continued...