"Hu Die......"

Just as she was about to go out and find someone to knock the bathroom door open, He Yacheng's voice came from inside, a little low and a little weak.

"Yacheng, you open the door first!" Hu Die's heart tightened, He Yacheng's monthly retreat was inconvenient, what if it really fell? !

"I'm fine. Don't worry, my foot slipped a little and I just fell, and I didn't hurt it. He Ya leaned against the wall, holding on to the edge of the bathtub, and after several attempts, he couldn't get up, and the pain in the retreat of the moon became more acute as he fell again.

"Then you open the door too! Open the door! If you don't open it, I'll call someone to smash the door! Hu Die heard He Yacheng's voice, but she was still not at ease.

"Don't come in, Hu Die, I'll continue to take a shower and slam the door for what." He Yacheng gasped every time he said a word, his face turned even redder, his forehead was full of sweat, and his body was full of water and sweat, and he couldn't tell the difference.

"He Yacheng! You have to worry about me to death, you are happy, don't you?! Hu Die kicked on the door panel in a negative way, crying and shouting.

"Okay, Hu Die, don't cry! I'll open the door for you. He Yacheng heard Hu Die's cry so loud, he was distressed, he comforted her, and tried to get up slowly from the ground, but he still couldn't stand up, so he had to crawl to the door, and by the way, he pulled a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist.

When he arrived at the door, he pulled the doorknob, stood up hard, leaned against the wall, and opened the door for Hu Die.

"You see I'm not doing a good job?" He said to Hu Die lightly, with a faint smile on his face.

Hu Die ignored him, directly pulled him to sit and look right, and deliberately checked his right moon retreat, until he was sure that he was not injured, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you know that Lu Dao scared me to death?! You ......" Hu Die cried and hugged He Yacheng's waist, "next time we will wash together." ”

"Then I'll probably have to spend hours in the bathroom." He Yacheng gritted his teeth and said as easily as possible.

"Be serious! I'm not kidding you! Hu Die glared, what if he fell, and not every time he was as lucky as today, he wouldn't fall and get hurt.

"Hu Die, I'm in pain, not crippled. You call me like a cripple, and I feel bad. He Yacheng said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

He completely gave up hope before she came back, but when he met her again, he didn't plan to give up again, but what the result would be, no one knew it, and no one could give him a positive answer.

"Phew! You'd better stop saying those two words again! Hu Die held her mouth and was about to cry again.

She would rather he still be the He Yacheng who likes to play with women, or the He Yacheng who treats her badly, or the immature and irresponsible He Yacheng, and she doesn't want him to become He Yacheng who lacks arms and retreats!

"Say whatever you want, don't care." He Yacheng wiped Hu Die's tears with a heartache, she actually cared more about whether his body was sound than him.

"Have you finished washing?" Hu Die asked in a choked voice.

"I'm done. Let's get out of here. ”

"Hmm." Hu Die took He Yacheng's arm and walked to the bedroom together.

He Yacheng walked a little slowly, every step was like walking on the tip of a knife, the pain was sharp, and the small moon retreat was as heavy as pouring lead, it was difficult to lift it, but he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain a normal walking posture while walking.

When he arrived at the bedroom, there was still a layer of sweat on his face, Hu Die went to wring a towel to wipe his face, and when his hand touched his forehead, he found that his temperature was a little scary.

"You have a high fever! We need to go to the hospital! Hu Die threw away the towel and went to find clothes for He Yacheng.

"No need. Hu Die, I just need to take one pill when I have a cold, you go to the table to get it, there is a bottle there, and it is cold medicine. He Yacheng pointed to the bottle on the table.

Hu Die wanted to cool He Yacheng first, so he listened to him, went to get the medicine bottle for him, and went out to pour water, and when she came back, he had already fed the pills in his mouth, and she hurriedly fed him water.

"Yacheng, we still have to go to the hospital. Fever is not a simple illness. Hu Die took a towel to wipe his sweat again.

"It's not that serious. Hu Die, I'm so sleepy and want to rest, I want to rest with you. He Yacheng took Hu Die's hand and said a little tiredly, the voice was very low, a little muttering.

"Then you cover the quilt first, and I'll come after I go to take a shower." Hu Die moved He Yacheng's hot body to the center of the sheet and covered him with a quilt.

"Hot, don't cover the ......" He Yacheng was confused, lifted the quilt, one hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and the nails that were cut short and couldn't be shorter pinched his palm, letting this pain keep him a little conscious.

"Well, cover it, I'll be back in a minute!" Hu Die covered He Yacheng with a quilt again, and then quickly rushed to take a combat bath.

But just like that, when she came out, He Yacheng was still asleep, and the quilt was lifted to the ground by him.

She picked up the quilt and covered him again, and lay down gently beside him, holding him, and never dared to sleep, observing whether the temperature of his body had dropped.

Suddenly remembered that wiping her palms with alcohol could reduce fever, so she ran to the living room to find the alcohol she had bought before, took the medicine cotton, and slowly wiped his palms little by little.

He Yacheng was sweating, and her hair was also soaked with sweat, she went to bring a basin of hot water, wiped him with a towel, wiped his hair again, and made sure that the temperature on the thermometer was normal, before she dared to lie back again.

She hugged him tightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, blaming herself for being always busy with work recently, and she didn't have time to care about him, so he would get sick.

He is also a young master who doesn't have to do anything himself, but when he came to Paris with her, he was like a full-time nanny, playing many roles such as driver, cook, boyfriend, mother, father, etc., and doing the work of several people alone, it is strange that he is not tired.

"Yacheng, it's all my fault. When I finish these few days, we will return to China, and I will give myself a vacation to accompany you to concentrate on healing. She imprinted a kiss on his brow, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The crisp birdsong accompanied by sunlight penetrating through the glass windows, even through the thick curtains, can still be heard and seen clearly.

Hu Die turned over, took out his mobile phone from the C-head table, looked at the time, and then sat up with a grunt, "Yacheng, it's noon, why don't you call me!" ”

But she lowered her head, where was He Yacheng's shadow beside her, she quickly put on her clothes and rushed to the living room to find someone, but there was nothing in the living room except a note.

"When you're tired, rest a little longer. Breakfast in the kitchen. I'll go to the company to handle your business, and I'll come back in the afternoon to pick you up. ”

Hu Die rubbed his face, Yacheng had a high fever yesterday, he was actually sick and went to help her deal with official business again, but she was a healthy person but slept at home, sleeping until noon, what a sin.

She turned around and went to wash, ate the breakfast He Yacheng made for her, and then went to the company.

"Mr. Hu, Mr. He is in your office, he said that he doesn't need me to report to you, you know it." Xiao Ya knew about the relationship between He Yacheng and Hu Die, and knew that he was half of her boss in the future, so she listened to what he said.

"Hmm. Go buy a glass of milk and come back. After Hu Die instructed Xiaoya, he opened the office door and walked in.

"Why are you here? Didn't you rest at home? He Yacheng was staring at the computer screen, raised his head from behind, and looked at Hu Die who came in.

"I'll see if you've taken my trade secrets." Hu Die said jokingly, then walked over and put his hand on his forehead, "Fortunately, I didn't have a fever anymore!" Can't you just toss yourself? When I was sick, he came to work for me. ”

"I'm a man, why is my body so easy to collapse. But you took care of me yesterday and didn't get a good night's rest, so you should have a good rest today. "And she's been busy with work lately, so she doesn't have time to rest much, so she can take a day off today.

"I'm out of business. Yacheng, you take a rest, or I'll come. Hu Die pulled He Yacheng to the side of the sofa and sat down, and she returned to her desk and began to work quickly. I thought that if you didn't make a piece of clothing, the efficiency would be very low, but I didn't expect your efficiency to be quite high. ”

"It's all management, the management of each company is similar, and it has its own characteristics, although I don't know the characteristics of Ludao, but I know what to do in the usual situation." He Yacheng said with a smile, "As long as you don't ask me to draw you a costume design drawing, everything else is OK." ”

"I thought you were going to draw the blueprints for me!" Hu Die heard a knock on the door and shouted, "Please come in!" ”

Xiaoya walked in with milk, "Mr. Hu, this is the milk you want." ”

"Just give it to Mr. He."

Xiaoya listened to the boss's instructions, gave the milk to He Yacheng, and went out.

Hu Die worked, and He Yacheng occasionally helped on the side.

"Yacheng, I'll ask you to be my assistant at a high price!" Hu Die smiled and joked with He Yacheng, but with his help, the work did go smoothly.

"Then I'm going to be a personal assistant! The kind that is especially intimate! ”

"You think beautifully! Take my salary, and take possession of my beauty! Hu Die hugged He Yacheng's neck and stretched his waist.

"I'll give you a squeeze on the shoulder." He Yacheng said and pinched Hu Die's shoulder, "After sitting for a long time, you have to stand up and take a walk, go out for a walk, even if it is a pantry, in short, you have to move, otherwise it is not good for the cervical spine and lumbar spine." ”

"I know it, but every time I get busy, I forget it." Hu Die twisted his neck, his shoulders were pinched very comfortably by He Yacheng, and his technique was almost the same as that of a professional masseur.

"Then I'll text you every day from now on to remind you." He Yacheng said this, after pinching Hu Die's shoulder, he really put an alarm clock on his mobile phone, and every day when the alarm clock rang, he sent a text message to Hu Die, asking her to go out for a walk.

"Acheng, you are so good to me! If only you had been so nice to me in the first place. "That way, there will be no car accident, no mother will be stopped, no child will be lost, no separation, and no one wants to marry one now, but it is delayed because of some things, and it can't be done for a while.

"Well, it's me who is bad. Makes you suffer. Hu Die, I won't let you suffer anymore, I will suffer all the suffering. He Yacheng said doting to Hu Die, helping her pack her things, "Let's go." ”

"In the future, none of us will suffer, and we will live a good life. Yacheng, I promise, as long as your mother tells the truth, I will marry you immediately. ”

"Hmm." He Yacheng agreed in a monosyllabic sentence and did not say more.

Before coming to Paris, if Hu Die said this, he would definitely agree to her. But after last night, he really didn't dare to agree to her so boldly, he was afraid that he would not be able to fulfill the promise he gave her.

He Yacheng's plain appearance, Hu Die didn't care, anyway, as long as the topic of He Mu's mother was mentioned, he and she would be unnatural.

He Yacheng took Hu Die to an old restaurant in the 8th arrondissement, where you can eat the most authentic traditional French dishes.

"Soda, almonds, pistachios, cheese?" He Yacheng ordered an appetizer.

"Don't. That's all there is to it. Hu Die Zhilu said that there are five steps to a traditional French meal, and she likes the fourth step the most, so she should save her appetite until the end.

For the appetizer part, He Yacheng ordered vegetable soup, while Hu Die asked for a seafood plate, and lemon and oysters covered the fishy smell of seafood, which tasted very good.

When they were almost ready, the waiter cleaned up the knives, forks and plates for the appetizers, and set up the utensils to match the main course.

"Salmon." Hu Die ordered the main course.

"I want salmon too," He Yacheng ordered the same as Hu Die, and then served it with white wine and white rice, completely French rules.

"I've been in Paris for so long and I haven't found this authentic traditional French restaurant." Hu Die felt that the food tasted very good, and she didn't know that it existed because she loved food so much, which was simply an insult to her ambition to eat all the world's delicacies.

"That's why you don't come here very often, do you?" He Yacheng ate very little, all the food was eaten a little, and most of the food was left, "I am very familiar with this side, and there are many good restaurants in Zhilu Dao, and I will take you to eat one by one in the future." ”

"Okay!" Hu Die looked at He Yacheng's plate, thinking that he had just recovered from a serious illness so he had no appetite, and he didn't think there was anything strange.

After eating the main course, it is the fourth dessert, which is a dispensable step for the French, but it is indispensable for Hu Die. Because there is ice cream that she loves the most, and cakes of various flavors.

"Is it really that delicious?" He Yacheng didn't ask for dessert, but directly asked for coffee.

The French generally like to drink a cup of coffee after a meal, and they believe that coffee can relieve oiliness, so it is necessary to eat a traditional French meal.

"Hmm." Butterfly nodded, enjoying the delicious ice cream, "You can't imagine how attractive ice cream is to girls!" ”

He Yacheng couldn't help laughing, "It's better to eat less of such an icy thing to stimulate the stomach." ”