Xing Bin and Su Heng looked at each other before sending a message, Mu Chen lowered his head and carefully edited the text message, Feng Jiu only sent two words to Mu Chen, because he could not do his own thing until everyone received the short message together, Feng Jiu glanced at the book he had thrown on the bed by himself.

After she was done, she had to continue to revise the paper, so there was no doubt that the mobile phones of the six people rang, Su Heng obviously noticed that Pan Huiqi was interesting to her, so his message was sent directly to Pan Huiqi, but it was just some sentences that he felt more touching.

Feng Lu didn't send it directly to Mu Chen this time, but sent the message to Xing Bin, the same sentence that she liked, after this link ended, Feng Jiu cried with a sad face, and walked towards the living room outside with her notebook with a depressed face, she didn't want to disturb others.

Mu Chen seemed to know that she would stay up late to sort out her papers, so she went to the kitchen first to help Feng Jiu gather some food, "You can actually cook" Seeing that Feng Jiu's eyes were full of surprise, his eyes lit up and stared at the delicious food in Mu Chen's hand.

"How long will it take?" Mu Chen looked at Feng Jiu, his eyes were full of pampering, "There is still a little bit, I can eat something first" Feng Jiu said and couldn't wait to be in front of the table, "It's a little hot and eat slowly" Because of the time, Mu Chen deliberately stewed a soup.

"Hmm" Feng Jiu nodded obediently, the essence of foodie was exposed, and the directors behind the camera were speechless for a while, "No wonder he is so pampered, this appearance, this cute appearance, there are few people who don't like it," The director team, whether it was a boy or a girl, was staring at the machine screen at this time.

After eating, Feng Jiu instantly regained his combat effectiveness, quickly finished solving the paper, moved his shoulders, and walked towards his room with his things in his arms, passing by the door of the boy's room, he saw Mu Chen sitting on the sofa at the door and falling asleep, and stretched out his hand to shake him, "Why don't you sleep in the house, and thank you for dinner, this is for you" Feng Jiu said and handed the milk he had specially poured for himself to Mo Xie.

"Hmm" Mu Chen was just about to stand up, when he suddenly pulled the wound on his waist, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face instantly became ugly, Feng Jiu took the opportunity to put the milk on the table and helped Mu Chen to lie down, "You lie down, I'll rub it for you" Feng Jiu didn't have any other thoughts when he said this.

However, this scene has become a different scene in the eyes of those directors, "She is studying medicine, majoring in Chinese medicine, it shouldn't be what I just thought" Fortunately, there are always more rational people in the crowd, and when everyone heard each other's words, the original messy thoughts disappeared from their minds in an instant.

As the man said, Feng Jiu lifted Mu Chen's clothes up a little, saw that the injured place was still slightly swollen, got up and walked towards his room, and after a while, he saw her appear with a medicine bottle in her hand, the same technique as before, but this time Feng Jiu injected a trace of imperceptible aura, hoping to help Mu Chen and let him sleep well.

"For the sake of you helping me prepare snacks, specially making breakfast for me, and staying up late to accompany me and make me supper, I'll help you" Feng Jiu complained in his heart, but he didn't notice that Mu Chen, who was lying on the sofa at this time, slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Feng Jiu found out, he saw that the dark circles under his eyes were more obvious, and he couldn't bear to wake him up, so he silently went back to the room and took a blanket to cover him, in order to prevent mosquitoes from biting him, Feng Jiu also put an inconspicuous sachet next to the sofa, which can not only repel mosquitoes, but also calm the nerves and help sleep.