Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 192 The young master in the Beijing circle wants to post with me in a love variety show 21
"Yanyan." Shen Zhixing hugged her without any scruples, buried his head on her neck, exhaled hot breath: "I'm so uncomfortable."

Lingyan frowned, and touched his forehead, her tone tightened due to the hot temperature.

"You have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital."

Shen Zhixing coughed a few times, his long black eyelashes trembling, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I'm fine, Yanyan is so busy, how can she have time to take care of me."

Anxious Lingyan didn't understand his yin and yang, half hugged him, and took him out.

Fortunately, there is a car for the guests in the sea view villa, Lingyan took out the car key from the exclusive counter and got Shen Zhixing into the car.

With one foot on the accelerator, he galloped away.

Shen Zhixing's face was pale, and he looked seriously ill.

Looking at Lingyan guiltily: "Yanyan, did I cause trouble for you?"

"No." Ling Yan answered him briefly.

But he refused to let go: "Then do you like to be with me?"

"I like it." Lingyan glanced at him quickly, worried.

Shen Zhixing, who caught this look, lowered his eyelashes, and a smile appeared in his dark pupils.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Shen Zhixing closed his eyes and took a rest.

Time goes back to last night.

Shen Zhixing was wearing a baggy bathrobe, his freshly washed hair was drooping on his head, and his bangs, which had not been trimmed for a long time, covered his dark eyes.

His blood-red lips were slightly pursed, and suddenly, he raised his eyelashes, his eyes filled with crazy emotions.

Shen Zhixing put the collected ice cubes into the cold bathtub.

It didn't take long for the freezing ice to fill half the bathtub.

Shen Zhixing slowly untied the rope of the bathrobe, and slowly, the white bathrobe fell to his feet.

He was submerged in icy water.

The whole person lay flat in the bathtub, his blood-colored lips turned pale immediately from the biting ice, and he trembled uncontrollably.

He didn't come out of the bathtub slowly until the ice cubes turned into water.

If you look closely, you can see that his whole body is trembling.

But it wasn't enough, Shen Zhixing turned the air conditioner to fourteen degrees and turned it on for an hour.

Only then retracted the quilt.

At this time, he was so cold that he was shivering all over, and he was about to lose consciousness.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable, and he showed a satisfied smile.

Going back to reality.

Has arrived at the People's Hospital.

At this time, Shen Zhixing was burned to the point of confusion, and his whole body was groggy. Lingyan touched it with his hand, and the temperature was probably 39°.

After parking the car, take the person to register for diagnosis, and finally hang the water.

There were not many patients and there were vacant beds, so Ling Yan went through the admission procedures for Shen Zhixing and stayed with him in the ward.

Shen Zhixing, who was sleeping, was very well-behaved, with fair skin, black and long eyelashes, and good-looking features, which were amazingly good-looking.

Ayano likes it very much.

Lingyan propped her chin with both hands, looked at Shen Zhixing's face, and then poked her own face.

In the end, feeling unconvinced, she leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

If the one looks better than her, then give her a kiss.

A kiss is hers.

"Yanyan." He suddenly muttered vaguely.

"Huh?" Ling Yan leaned over to look at him.

He didn't speak any more.

Lingyan looked at him, and whispered softly: "Zhixing."

He didn't answer.

Ling Yan thought for a while, and she changed her address: "Xiao Hua?"

"Yes." This time he agreed.

Si Quan turned into a little white flower twice to accompany her, once after the death of the general, and once after she became an evil god that everyone looked down upon.

Relying on his identity as little white flower, he entangled her.

His name is Siquan, but Lingyan likes to call him Xiaohua the most.

"It's so cute." Lingyan smiled, squinted her eyes and moved closer, pressing her lips against his.

He blinked suddenly, opened slowly, and stared blankly at her.

"Why did you kiss me?"

He looked as if he was still awake.

The interested Ling Yan planned to fool him: "I didn't kiss you."

"You kissed." He said with certainty.

Ling Yan shook her head: "No."

Shen Zhixing's expression was shaken: "Really?"

"Fake." Amused by him, Ling Yan narrowed her eyes, suddenly having an evil thought.

Xiaohua is so cute when she is sick, if only she was sick all the time.

"Ah..." Shen Zhixing took a half-beat and didn't react. After a while, he said slowly, and finally closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

The recording of Lian Zong was suspended due to the absence of two people. The director doggedly called to inquire about Shen Zhixing's condition.

Lingyan did not agree, and the reason for her refusal was straightforward: "Zhixing doesn't like crowds."

The director said blankly, "Oh."

Ling Yan ruthlessly hung up the phone, touched Shen Zhixing's forehead, it was not so hot anymore.

"Knowledge!"

Shen Zhiye ran in stridingly, pushed open the door, and screamed when he saw the person on the hospital bed.

"Our poor Zhixing is actually sick!"

Lingyan glanced at him and said, "Quiet."

Shen Zhiye, who was about to make an affectionate confession, almost suppressed the crazy expression, and tilted his mouth.

Seeing Lingyan, he made a fuss again and stared his eyes like copper bells.

"Aya!!! Ayayan!"

Sitting on the stool, Lingyan glanced at him indifferently: "Huh?"

"Are you dating my brother?" Shen Zhiye was shocked.

Lingyan: "We talked about it."

"How long?!"

"……long time."

"!" Shen Zhiye let out a sigh: "What is it?"

Yayan didn't answer this time.

Shen Zhixing had already been woken up.

Shen Zhixing, who was weak and weak, sat up slowly from the hospital bed: "Second brother."

"Zhixing!" Shen Zhiye was startled: "What's going on?"

"How do you know, I'm in the hospital."

"You forgot, this hospital belongs to the eldest brother." Shen Zhiye stared at Shen Zhixing eagerly, reached out and touched his forehead, with a painful expression on his face: "I'm not in good health, and I even have a fever."

"Second brother will help you invite a few more top chefs. When will you go home and have a taste? Look, you must not have had a good meal on the show, and you are all hungry and thin. Is it because the crew is poor? Second brother Just invest a few hundred million in him to improve food."

Shen Zhixing: "Thank you, second brother."

"Sensible." Shen Zhiye was moved to tears.

"Second brother."

"Huh!?" Shen Zhiye, who was once again excited to hear the name of the second brother, stared at Shen Zhixing expectantly.

"Can you go?" Shen Zhixing looked like an innocent nobleman, and spoke softly, without any aggressiveness.

But by the way!
Shen Zhiye thought he was so cold, ruthless, and unreasonable!
So, he said.

"Okay, then you have to take good care of yourself."

"Brothers and sisters, goodbye."

Shen Zhiye turned his head three times, and immediately put away his funny expression after leaving the ward.

Taking out the phone, the voice is domineering.

"Invest [-] million yuan in the crew that the young master participated in, and make sure the director improves the meals for the guests."

(End of this chapter)