The Actress is My Favorite

When they received the news, Yun Feiwu had already gone to the hospital, and now she had received a tetanus shot, stitches and returned to the hotel to rest.

The door opened quickly. When assistant Xiao Dai saw Xia Shutong at the door, he was almost frightened and took a step back. His voice was a little weak: "Xia, Mr. Xia..."

"Is Queen Yun Ying resting?" Xia Shutong asked.

"Well... the doctor said, it's not a big problem, just rest for a few days and it'll be fine." Xiao Dai said weakly.

Xia Shutong nodded and glanced at Qian Linling again: "Yes. You should go back to your room and rest. Xiaoqian, please go check what happened first. I'll go in and see how Yun Yinghou is doing."

After saying that, she walked straight into the suite.

The layout of Yun Feiwu's room was the same as hers, but it was very neat and clean, as if no one had ever lived there.

When he reached the corner of the room, Xia Shutong subconsciously slowed down and walked softly to the bed.

Yun Feiwu was lying on the bed, eyes closed, no makeup, her skin was slightly pale, and her face was a little bleak. Her calf was exposed outside the quilt. There was a long stitch on the left calf, which had been rubbed with iodine and turned dark red, which looked a bit scary.

Xia Shutong bent down slightly, stretched out his hand, and traced her wounds from a distance.

My heart was terribly bitter.

Xia Shutong covered her heart again, slowly moved back, and sat down on the chair next to the bed.

After seeing Yun Feiwu, Xia Shutong's awe-inspiring murderous intent finally dissipated, and his brain gradually woke up.

It seems that this is not the first time that she has been overly concerned about Yun Feiwu.

Last time, after learning that Yun Feiwu was surrounded by paparazzi, she rushed to the scene without thinking too much. At that time, she didn't even say a few words to Yun Feiwu.

Today, dragging her tired body, she ran directly from Haicheng back to the set. Full of hostility, even Qian Lingling was frightened.

Her heart was filled with eyes, as if Yun Feiwu was the only one.

Xia Shutong didn't understand why.

In her long lost memory, how much does Yun Feiwu account for?

Xia Shutong's head began to hurt again. She raised her hand and subconsciously wanted to touch her eyebrows, but her hand was caught at this moment.

Yun Feiwu opened his eyes and looked at her with gentle gray eyes: "Mr. Xiao Xia, good afternoon."

Xia Shutong was startled, feeling that her heart was going to be melted by Yun Feiwu's tenderness for a moment, but she didn't know how to respond.

Yun Feiwu said that she liked her and was chasing her.

So what kind of existence is Yun Feiwu in her heart?

Xia Shutong doesn't remember.

In confusion, Xia Shutong instinctively raised her face and assumed the arrogant posture of Mr. Xia.

After a moment of silence, Yun Feiwu softly arched his eyebrows and smiled softly.

She sat up from the bed and slowly stretched out her hand.

Xia Shutong saw her fingers getting closer and closer to his face, and his breathing became slower.

Finally, Yun Feiwu's fingertips landed on the corners of her lips, and he slightly raised her lips: "Mr. Xiao Xia, you don't have to act in front of me at all times. It's very hard."

Yun Feiwu really saw through her disguise.

But despite being exposed, Xia Shutong somehow didn't feel panicked.

She naturally took off her mask, and her breath became softer: "...Oh."

Xia Shutong held Yun Feiwu's fingers and put her hand back on the bed.

"Queen Yunying, how are you?"

"Minor injury, not serious. Just rest for a day or two." When he said this, Yun Feiwu's expression was still very calm, as if he didn't care at all.

But with the next sentence, her expression suddenly became aggrieved, and her voice was a little bit coquettish: "It just hurts a little... someone needs to coax her."

Xia Shutong was stunned for a moment.

Why do you need people to coax you? Xia Shutong understood that Yun Feiwu was acting coquettishly to the person she liked, but she had lost her memory. She didn't remember the past at all, nor did she remember Yun Feiwu's liking.

Yun Feiwu was acting coquettishly towards Xia Shutong before she lost her memory, not towards her.

Seeing that Xia Shutong didn't respond, Yun Feiwu's eyes darkened visibly.

Her voice was low: "Sister, it hurts."

"Kacha."

Xia Shutong heard something break in her heart.

This sister's voice is so bewitching.

Obviously knowing that Yun Feiwu's grievances were staged, knowing that Yun Feiwu likes her, knowing that after losing her memory, she cannot afford this love...

But Xia Shutong still bent down, got a little closer to the wound on Yun Feiwu's calf, and breathed softly: "It won't hurt anymore."

Yun Feiwu laughed suddenly.

"Mr. Xiao Xia, you are so kind." This time she said "you" without using the honorific.

"Does it still hurt?" Xia Shutong asked.

Yun Feiwu's eyebrows curved: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Then you have a good rest and I'll find out what's going on." Xia Shutong straightened up, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and rubbed Yun Feiwu's head.

As soon as he stood up, his wrist was pulled again.

Before Xia Shutong could open her mouth to say anything, she fell back and was pulled into Yun Feiwu's arms.

"No." Yun Feiwu's voice was soft, and his shallow breath fell on Xia Shutong's ears, bringing a tingling sensation, "Mr. Xiao Xia

, accompany me. I was hurt and would be scared to be alone in a room. "

"Yunyunyunying Queen... don't be like this. I'll call your assistant." Xia Shutong winced and tried to shrink down, but she felt that her body was very weak.