The Actor Extraordinaire

After waiting for a few minutes, Ye Lang poked his hand into the quilt, took out the thermometer and squinted.

Thirty-seven degrees three.

"Still a bit burned." Ye Lang frowned. "Isn't it taking medicine?"

Jiang Chi shrank a bit, and shrank his shoulders, "I did n’t take the medicine for a long time at night. I had to wait for a while before sweating. The doctor said that I could cover it for a while. I got cold and sweated, and soon I got fever Now. "

Ye Lang handed him the boiling water that had been drying for a while, "Let your assistant come over tomorrow, I'll try to find a room for him."

Jiang Chi drank half a cup of hot water and heard his words shake his head: "No, I asked today, there is no extra room."

Ye Lang raised an eyebrow: "I have to let him come, there is no place to believe it."

Emperor Ye Ying is so rude, let alone an assistant and two bodyguards. The crew can only be entertained. Jiang Chi smiled: "I really do n’t need it, I have a little cold, can take care of myself, let me say ..."

Ye Lang looked up and waited for him to continue, Jiang Chi pursed his lips and whispered, "Are you still there?"

Ye Lang smiled.

Jiang Chi, who was ill, did not know if he was uncomfortable or dizzy, and suddenly he was not so polite to Yelang.

When he said, "Isn't there still you?" Ye Lan even faintly noticed the taste of Sarai.

This kind of intimate dependency feels so good that Ye Yingdi is very useful.

"I have it at night, and during the day? You don't like to let Cen Wen help you." Ye Lang banged Jiangchi's bangs. "Strange ... Isn't he a lie to me today?"

"It wasn't false before ..." Jiangchi's forehead was a little red, so it was comfortable to dry. He cleared his throat, and was a little embarrassed. "Not polite, I care ... it took so much effort, I do n’t know what kind of luck happened to catch up with you. It ’s not easy, you must ... be careful. "

Ye Lang nibbled, smiling.

In order to catch up with Ye Lang, Jiang Chi not only took great effort.

The night he fell out with Century Entertainment, he was desperate and exhausted everything.

Whether they are in the circle today or their family property, they are very different.

Jiangchi was not inferior, but was a little anxious, and anxiously wanted to stand in a position where Kankaneng could stand side by side with Ye Lang.

In this way, Yelang doesn't have to worry about him everywhere, so he can justify working with Yelang.

There is no need to hand over the zero-paid handle to others, and it is no longer necessary to let Yelang produce for him.

Jiangchi knows that he is not a person who naturally eats this bowl of rice like Ye Lang. To reach his goal, there is still a long way to go.

He worked hard for so many years, and finally barely allowed Ye Lang to see him. The road behind is still very long, and it is useless to think of it. It is even more boring to give Ye Lang many oral empty checks. At this stage, he can only use his The way spoiled Ye Lang.

When you become more powerful in the future, you will be able to spoil more.

The following movie ... has to work harder than before.

Ye Lang smiled helplessly, and something that had been lingering in his heart suddenly became clear. He raised his hand and rubbed Jiangchi's head twice vigorously.

Jiang Chi looked at Ye Lang, fearing that Ye Lang would misunderstand him, and explained softly, "I am sick ... I want you to be better to me."

Ye Lan's heart was poked and hurt by Jiangchi.

When you are sick and uncomfortable, you will ask your lover to be better for yourself.

This child ...

Ye Lang couldn't bear to bow his head and kissed Jiangchi's head. "Yes" he said, "Okay, I know you're uncomfortable ... better for you."

At the same time, Jiang Chi wrote a note in his heart.

Knowing that he would not be able to touch him today, he was so indifferent.

Waiting for your illness ...

Ye Lang tossed Jiangchi in his heart, but his face was gentler than usual: "Do you want to drink water?"

Jiangchi nodded.

Ye Lang gave him a drink and got up to turn on the TV.

From Jiangchi to this side, this is the first time that the two have not been disturbed by the intimacy of the distracting lovers, leaning together and watching TV for a while.

Ye Lang refused to let Jiang Chi sit up, put two pillows behind him, and made up for watching TV.

Ye Lang was more patient with Jiangchi than with others. Now he wanted to hurt him more and more tenderly. After coaxing Jiangchi for a while, he successfully made Jiangchi take another initiative.

Jiangchi had a bad throat and wanted to drink pear soup.

"Sydney or Yali?" Ye Lang thought for a while. "Sydney's? Seems clearer."

Jiang Chi's head and neck were still red, and he nodded: "It's all good, whichever is more convenient."

Ye Lang called Cen Wen and asked her to figure out a way. She sat on the bed and asked, "What else do you want to eat? Let her get it together."

Jiangchi shook his head.

He just wanted to drink pear soup.

The poor and remote, their assistants are not there. If it is usually possible, Jiangchi does not like the cumbersome chores that instruct Cen Wen to run around.

Today, Ye Lang may have been too gentle with him. Jiangchi suddenly came to his feet and was willing to show weakness to Ye Lang.

I want to drink sugar water, and I want Yelang to accompany myself.

Jiang Chi squeezed his brows, sighed in his heart, Jiang Xiaochi.

However, Ye Lang didn't think so, but urged Cen Wen several times, even more arrogantly than Jiangchi demanded that the pear soup must be stewed in a white porcelain pot—he couldn't smell the strange smell of the soup stewed in the metal pot.

Jiangchi didn't know the strange smell of the soup stewed in the metal pot, but after more than half an hour, I drank the pear soup boiled in the white porcelain pot, and it seemed to taste better than usual.

Two cups under the belly, my heart was warm and sweet.

Ye Lang also drank half a cup. After sending away Cen Wen, Ye Lang squeezed Jiangchi's face and smiled, "I saw you want to eat for the first time, really don't want to eat anything else?"

"No," Jiang Chi let Ye Lang pinch, and said softly, "Trouble you ..."

"Shut up." Ye Lang pulled him up.

Ye Lang frequently changed channels, stopped for a TV show with Jiangchi.

It was a TV show a few years ago. Ye Lang watched it for a while and was astounded: "Titan ... Your parents have mastered the lifeblood of the global economy. You have been proficient in the languages ​​of various countries since you were young. Inheriting the family business, you have to work hard ... and then when you enter the company, all the female employees run out to see you because you are handsome ... hey they don't have to work? No one?

Jiangchi's embarrassed sweaty hair stood up and reluctantly explained: "No one cares about this ... I'm the second male in this play, and the female lead came out a while ago. I've forgotten the film earlier, I forgot the plot, and it's not interesting , Change channels. "

Ye Lang did not change, he watched with interest the younger Jiang Chi on the TV, showing his domineering president, with full attention, and from time to time to comment.

Jiang Chi never knew that what he had performed in the past was so embarrassing. When he saw his niche heroine, he couldn't stand it. He pulled the hand of Laye Lan and begged for mercy: "Don't watch ... I'm in a hurry Sweating. "

"Really?" Ye Lang immediately changed channels, touched Jiangchi's forehead, and got up. "Re-measure body temperature."

Ye Lang shook his thermometer and handed it to Jiang Chi, chuckling: "Let me see what was embarrassing about your previous film? Do you look at me less?"

"Your ones are classics." Jiangchi retorted, "My ones ..."

"Very good." Ye Lang smiled sincerely, "I can watch it with you ... I just deliberately teased you, the performance was not so bad, much better than the other leading actors, I will wait until I have time You made up your previous videos. "

"Don't!" Jiang Chi, who was close to the enemy, would like to delete all the previous messy movies. "Don't don't ... what do you want to see? I can play for you now, don't turn over those before."

Ye Lang's mouth provoked: "You said?"

Jiang Chi stayed, and shrank into the quilt subconsciously.

"I don't want to see anything else, I just want to watch a bed show." Ye Lang whispered in Jiangchi's ear. "The kind of code, I'm a producer, a screenwriter, a filmer, Jiang Xiaoxian ... can't I act?"

Jiang Chi made a difficult choice between those embarrassing movies and bed scenes before Ye Lang turned himself over, and blushed and said, "Act ..."

"Yes, I'll wait for you to get better." Ye Lan pulled a small towel and wiped the sweat beads on Jiangchi's forehead. "Sweating, I look at the thermometer."

Sure enough, the temperature dropped. 2k novel reading network