When he said this, his eyes drifted to Zhou Yanbin, and his helpless eyes seemed to hit him deep in his heart, his heart was soft, and the desire to protect him in his heart also arose.

"You are Yanyan's most beloved sister, and I should help you. ”

Jian Yunlie turned his back and made a vomiting motion at Ning Yan.

Ning Yan smiled at Zhou Yanbin: "How's the preparation?

He was hospitalized this time, Ning Yan didn't even show his face, it is impossible to say that there is no resentment in his heart.

But seeing her bright and dazzling smile, Zhou Yanbin only felt that his eyes were shaken, and the resentment in his heart was actually calmed down.

"Isn't it going well?" Ning Yan asked again with a smile on the corner of his lips.

Bai Jing's face suddenly turned red, and Zhou Yanbin subconsciously avoided her gaze: "The script is a little problematic." ”

"Brother Yan Bin has revised it many times, but he is always dissatisfied. ”

Ning Qing's sorrowful expression was filled with unconcealable worry: "But Brother Yan Bin's injury hasn't healed yet, and the doctor said that you can't work too hard......

Ning Yan didn't care about her real girlfriend posture at all.

Instead, he thoughtfully suggested: "Why don't I help you change the script, and you can take care of your injuries." ”

He has seen Ning Yan's creative talent, and the few short plays that won awards before were all made by her.

So Ning Yan offered to help, and Zhou Yanbin naturally accepted it gladly.

Ning Qing on the side was also excited, Ning Yan was willing to revise the script, and when the drama was performed, it would definitely cause a sensation, and she would naturally receive attention.

Ning Yan was really dead set on Zhou Yanbin, and the indifference he showed before was just making a fuss again.

After confirming this, Ning Qing also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

But only Jian Yunlie knew that Ning Yan's smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes at all, and his cold eyes were instead terrifying.

In the study, after revising the script, Ning Yan stretched his waist, and the man who was still wet after taking a bath pushed the door in.

"You're done?"

Pounced over and hung on him like a koala, smelling the fresh lemon smell on him: "It's so fragrant!"

"......" Jin Yehan had a feeling of being molested.

"I'm going to wash ......"

The white fingers lightly picked his chin, his beautiful eyes squinted, and he spit out three words in a charming manner: "Wait for me!"

His eyes followed the petite figure that rushed out, and Jin Yehan shook his head helplessly and sighed, mixed with a trace of unconscious spoiling.

I walked over and tried to turn off the computer, but when I saw the content on the screen, I suddenly stopped wiping my hair.

A touch of gloom flashed in his deep eyes, and the aura exuding from his body seemed to lower the temperature of the study.

When Ning Yan came out of the shower, Jin Yehan, who had returned to the bedroom, had already fallen asleep.

She pouted, slipped into the covers, leaned against the man's solid back, and reached out to wrap her arms around his waist.

The next moment, her hand was ripped open.

Ning Yan was stunned, his little face was attached to his back, and he continued to hug him without being discouraged.

But the result was still the same, her hand was ruthlessly ripped away by the man again.

No matter how slow the reaction was, Ning Yan knew that this man was angry again.

But she didn't remember that she had offended him!

Ning Yan harbored a fire in his belly and threatened the silent back: "Jin Yehan, I'm really angry if you do this again!"

However, the man's response to her was to flip over and leave the bedroom.

From beginning to end, he didn't even give her a look.