She was dumbfounded, probably because she had already defined Song Xingchen as a sick and weak beautiful man in her heart, she never thought that one day, this person would look at her mobile phone so blatantly, blinked unhappily, and was about to speak, when she heard the other party say leisurely, "Little lover?" “

Seeing the more dissatisfied look on Song Xingchen's face, he stopped laughing with him, took back his mobile phone, and explained lightly, "I'm in charge of editing." ”

Song Xingchen knows about writing novels on the website.

He also understood that it was a dream that Wen had been holding on to since he was a child, and Song Xingchen would never stop him more, and he would follow her every way.

When Wen Gu said this, Song Xingchen's heart was also clear, his eyes seemed to be smiling, and his complexion was much better than Fang Cai, where was that sick look, he pondered for a moment, with a little shining starlight in his eyes, like the most beautiful sea of stars in the world, "Then I'll go look for him." "It's good that it's not a little lover, it's almost invisible, Song Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

When he heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then remembered that the website where he wrote a novel had just been acquired by his father in the Northern Song Dynasty not long ago, so Song Xingchen should not say it for fun, but how can this be!

She usually complained in her heart that the editor didn't push, and she didn't dare to go over to make a fuss or anything, so she hurriedly waved her hand and stopped, "Don't, don't." "Although, she is already very likely to be blocked by Lord Syrup.

Song Xingchen carefully glanced at the woman not far away, and couldn't help but chuckle, and accidentally made a sound.

Then, he was glared back by her eyes.

Under Song Xingchen's eyes, Wen Su is naturally special, just because when he was a child, others looked down on him, but she was willing to stand up and protect him and be friends with him, and he would try his best to help her.

It's clear that he is a man, but he still has to be taken care of all the time, which really makes him a little embarrassed.

Wen has always understood Song Xingchen's thoughts, and when he saw that his eyes were a little resentful, he couldn't help but smile, and then looked at Song Xingchen half with fun and half seriousness, "Where are you like this in other girls?" If that's the case, it's no wonder that he grew up with only one friend.

It was natural for him to say this, but when he entered Song Xingchen's ears, it changed his taste.

Song Xinghuo only felt that the feeling in his heart was difficult to understand for a while, and only after a long time did he slowly speak, "I haven't spoken to other girls." There was obviously a little displeasure in this.

The review was a little inexplicable, so he didn't say anything, just glanced at him slightly.

Song Xingchen is already extremely handsome, although he has been very weak since he was a child, but it is difficult to hide his good skin, and his weakness does not affect his beauty so much, which makes people feel softer at the bottom of his heart.

Anyway, in the words of the old man, Song Xingchen is a clean and beautiful sick man.

Wen didn't know where Song Xingchen's anger came from, so he swiped his phone without saying a word.

It stands to reason that Song Xingchen should not be idle to go through her buckle friends, unless Lord Syrup sent her a message, and it happened that Song Xingchen, who was playing with his mobile phone, saw it.

The corner of Wen Yu's eyes jumped suddenly, and as soon as she unlocked the lock screen, she saw the message, which seemed to have been sent several hours ago, and that seemed to be that she was still immersed in the codeword, and she didn't look at her phone at all.

"Well, okay thanks." The syrup came with a very simple, even a little formulaic.

Really!

However, it's already good that people are willing to reply to her, she's just a small street under the hands of other people's syrup adults, what else can I say! After thinking about it for a long time, his heart was balanced, he glanced at Song Xingchen, who was looking at her steadily, and was about to speak, when he heard his voice, "Ahh ”

"......" Wen Gu glanced at him a few times speechlessly, and sure enough, he couldn't escape the fate of catching a cold!

However, Song Xingchen's physical weakness has never been a joke, and Wen Gu felt that it was better for her to go to the pharmacy, lest Song Xingchen's illness be strict and then out of control.

But before she could ******** out, she was stopped by a hand.

Song Xingchen didn't know when he had rubbed next to her, and grabbed her hand to show that he didn't need to bother.

It's a little hot.

Looking at Song Xingchen's gaze is no longer so gentle, the whole person, knowing that his health is not good, how could he choose to come over to deliver food to him on a rainy day!

Look, it's not himself who is sick now.

It's just that the look of remembrance fell into Song Xingchen's eyes, but it was not painful, and the corners of the man's mouth, who had always been so shallow, were slightly upturned, like a bright moon in the deep sea, "I brought medicine." "His own body, he still doesn't know, he can't escape the fate of a cold when he goes out like this.

However, he couldn't just let her watch her go hungry.

Seeing this, he was slightly stunned, and then saw the smile on his face, and he was annoyed again, this person!

It seems that Song Xingchen understands the consequences of his coming out, and even has cold medicine ready.

As a result, Wen was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Song Xingchen saw that Wen Gu's face had dissipated a lot of anger, and he was also slightly relieved, although he knew that Wen Gu was thinking about him, but why wasn't he thinking about Wen Gu! He sorted out his somewhat confused thoughts, "I know, you don't like rainy days, so you'd rather be hungry than eat, but I feel sorry for you." This is very generous, although Song Xingchen also feels that there is no need for him to hide it at all.

Wen didn't know what he meant, and he couldn't say a lot of words, so he finally nodded and said, "I can order takeout, and besides, if you really don't feel at ease, you can also help me order takeout, why do you have to come by yourself." ”

Song Xingchen knew that Wen was feeling sorry for him, so he blinked, "Then if it rains after that, you can wait for takeout at home." ”

Wen also felt that there was no other good way to do it, so he didn't refuse, after all, every time he said that he ate it, Song Xingchen would still follow it, maybe this would make him feel at ease, "Okay." ”