On the first day of December, for Wen Haoran, it was like a new life, and all kinds of things happened at the end of November, which gave him a headache, but he also seemed to really see himself clearly.

Since you can't be a really good person, at least you can't be a bad person.

Wendy was lying in Wen Haoran's arms, with a smile on her face, and her white and tender fingers kept sliding on Wen Haoran's chest, as if she was drawing something.

Wen Haoran, who hadn't opened his eyes, directly grabbed the naughty finger, but he didn't open his eyes for a long time.

Maybe it's adjusting.

"I'm going to work, you can rest today. I'll tell you the president personally. There is something in Wen Haoran's words that cannot be refused.

It's like this, which makes Wendy even more intoxicated, this is a feeling of being taken care of and hurt, and this care is at least for her at this moment.

She's easily satisfied, and once in a while that's enough.

There is no other luxury.

"Haoran, you go wash up, I'll go make some breakfast." Wendy happily prepared to get up, maybe it would be great for her to be able to cook breakfast for Wen Haoran in the morning.

Although she is not feeling well now, it still can't stop her.

It's just that Wen Haoran pressed the snow-white fragrant shoulder, "Just rest today, and if you have lunch, I'll have someone send it." ”

Wendy obediently lay down again, watching Wen Haoran get up, but her thin figure had a well-proportioned muscle, which made Wendy involuntarily pull up the quilt and cover her eyes. But I still watched secretly.

I saw Wen Haoran walking into the bathroom. Covered with a quilt on his face sweetly. It seems that he is still feeling something.

"Rest well."

"Inside." There was a sound like a mosquito in the bed.

When he came to MBC, Wen Haoran walked into the production team and saw Yi Shanlian wearing a mask, sniffling and sniffling from time to time, and there were a lot of tissues in the paper basket next to him.

Wen Haoran walked up to Yi Shanlian, "Nuna, have you caught a cold?" ”

"It's fine. Just some cold ......"

It's just that Yi Shanlian's words are not finished yet. Wen Haoran turned his head to a female clerk on the side and said, "Huimei, you will take over the affairs of Yi Writer, she is resting today, if you have any problems, please call us, it is best to solve it yourself, I will take her to the hospital first." ”

After saying that, he couldn't help but take Yi Shanlian's hand and walked outside.

Yi Shanpian was stunned for a moment, and he was about to walk out of the production team, and hurriedly shouted. "My bag."

Emi hurriedly picked up Ezen's bag and trotted to it to Ezen's hand. "Fightting!!"

also quietly winked at Yi Shanlian.

The entire production team actually wanted this pair of people who seemed to be sisters and brothers to be together, but it seemed that Wen Haoran was a little naïve at that time, and at the same time, he really regarded Yi Shanlian as a slave.

Now Wen Haoran has changed, just like this behavior now, even if he did it before, he must have been a little cute and coquettish to ask Yi Shanlian to go to the hospital, where would he be directly taken away.

was inexplicably pulled out of MBC, Wen Haoran ignored the different eyes of some MBC staff around him, and took Yi Shanlian's hand all the way.

He opened the co-pilot's door, pushed Yi Shanren up, and got into the driver's seat.

"Haoran, did you take the wrong medicine?" Although Yi Shanlian liked it a little in her heart, well, she admitted that she was actually very happy, but she still said suspiciously.

How did you know that Wen Haoran actually bent his finger directly and flicked it on her forehead.

"I'm almost 30 years old, don't you know that major illnesses are all because I don't care about minor illnesses? Really, it's still a slave. Wen Haoran shook his head and said helplessly.

Yi Shanlian pursed his lips, then turned his head away from Wen Haoran, but he still glanced at Wen Haoran's side face.

Now it looks much tougher, and it has become more manly, and there is a faint fluff at the corner of his mouth, Yi Shanlian originally glanced at it with his spare eyes, and looked at Wen Haoran in a daze.

Wen Haoran raised a hand and waved it in front of Yi Shanlian's eyes, "Nuna, do you still have symptoms such as daze when you have a cold?" ”

Yi Shanlian knocked off Wen Haoran's palm, and changed the topic with a slightly red face, "Why hasn't the hospital arrived yet, are you driving the wrong way?" ”

However, he was wearing a mask, so naturally he couldn't see clearly, Wen Haoran looked at the navigation.

"It's almost there."

When he arrived at the hospital and registered, Wen Haoran accompanied Yi Shanlian to wait, but it seemed that because the weather was getting cold, there were still many patients with colds in the hospital, and Yi Shanlian took out a mask from his coat pocket.

"Take it with you, lest you catch a cold when you get it, then you will really lose your morale."

Wen Haoran put on the light blue medical mask directly.

Under the doctor's instructions, I did various examinations, and found that it was only a slight cold, and there were no symptoms such as fever.

Wen Haoran was relieved.

But it was originally going to send Yi Shanren home to have a good rest, but Yi Shanren couldn't worry about letting Emi do things at work, so she had to go to MBC.

Wen Haoran couldn't help it, so she had to return to MBC with Yi Shanlian.

It's just that when the two of them came in, the way the production team employees looked up at them all made Yi Shanlian a little embarrassed.

"Is the job done? Get the job done. He deliberately said in a calm voice, and then coughed lightly twice, and everyone lowered their heads in unison.

There was just some laughter.

"Emi, try your best to do the things of the Yi writer, she is in charge of commanding, if you want to contact in person, you and Junghyuk are also responsible for contacting, you know?"

"Inside, you can rest assured. I'll let Yi PD have a good rest. ”

The production team is also called Shunkou now, so it's not called Yi Writer anymore, but they are all called Yi PD, anyway, for them, two PDs are just like one person.

I didn't see that Yi Shanlian was just a little cold symptom, and Wen Haoran was worried and took it directly to the hospital.

Back in his office, Wen Haoran hung his coat behind the chair.

Out of his pocket was the ring that Krystal had taken off that day.

Constantly turning and caressing, "Xiujing, I'm sorry." I can't give you the simple affection you want, and I can't let you go to find the affection you want, so let me be selfish for a while, even if it's just to torture each other like this for a lifetime, I want to keep you by my side. ”

There seemed to be a smiling face of Krystal on the ring, Wen Haoran looked at it, as if he was looking at Krystal, and then both of them smiled happily. (To be continued.) )