I dressed as a black lotus goddess

Chapter 202 Do I Have a Fever?No, I'm autistic
"There is only one person who is sick, and the feeling will get worse and worse."

Feng Xian's face was like still water, the down jacket was wrapped around him, his eyebrows and eyes were gathered like peaks, and there was a convincing taste in his words, "After you came, the feeling of loneliness dissipated a lot."

Hearing him talk about loneliness, Zheng Ling really felt that way.

"It's just—Mr. Feng, you live in such a big room, why don't you hire a few servants?"

"I don't like strangers coming into my house." Because all the hired workers are part-time workers, and today they take turns off, so don't come.

"Well, then why didn't you go home after you were sick?" Zheng Ling carefully asked this question with a serious look on his face.

Feng Xian listened and lowered his head, "It's not convenient to go back." If he was really sick, he would be nagged to death when he went back.

Ms. Zhou will ask repeatedly, talk about it, you see, you just don't have a girlfriend or a confidant, so you will be alone when you are sick.

Hey, lonely, so pitiful, hey, it depends on whether you can find a girlfriend or not.

"inconvenient?"

Rich families, secrets, all kinds of unspeakable novel plots are rolling in Zheng Ling's mind.

When Zheng Ling looked at Feng Xian again, he always felt that the gleaming halo of the overbearing elders on his head had disappeared.Occasionally, as tall as Feng Xian, there are also times when he is fragile and needs company by licking his wounds.

Gentleness welled up, Zheng Ling said: "Since this is the case, Mr. Feng must take care of his health."

"You have to be online 24 hours a day, I'm waiting for you to support me in the entertainment industry."

support?

Feng Xian's heart sank, and he raised his eyes: "Did Bai Pianran bully you?"

"No~ scattered training, I haven't contacted her yet, I just said it casually."

"If you have something to do, you can tell me directly. You don't need to hide it." Feng Xian fixed his eyes and said in a neutral tone, "She has her backstage, and you also have your backstage."

"understood."

Seeing how she doesn't fight or grab or talk about salty fish, Feng Xian is still worried, waiting to call Tong Xiaoyue later to find out.

The porridge was finished quickly, and Feng Xian was sweating all over. Zheng Ling observed him for a while, and found that his condition was really getting better and better. By the afternoon, he had already started working.

A day passed like this, Zheng Ling was about to go home, it was not easy to take a taxi near the villa area, so Feng Xian drove Zheng Ling back.

On the way through the snow, Zheng Ling has seen snow many times, but every time she sees the snow, she thinks it is very beautiful.

He lay on the car glass and marveled.

The man turned his eyes sideways, looked at her smiling face, and thought, she is so pretty.

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Not long after, Zheng Ling arrived home.

Get out of the car and bid farewell to Feng Xian, "Mr. Feng, you should hurry back too."

"Goodbye."

Lying at home, it was getting dark, and the day passed like this.

Zhou Jiajia asked her why she didn't go to training, and she replied a few words.

After speaking, I saw the message from Shen Yue again.

Shen Yue: Are you sick today?Why didn't you come to the set?
The tone is very anxious.

Zheng Ling always had a little inexplicable attitude towards him, not knowing what attitude to take so that he wouldn't be surprised, "I'm not sick, but someone I know is sick, and I'll take care of it."

Shen Yue: As long as you are fine!Are you coming to the set tomorrow?

Zheng Ling: Go.

Shen Yue: That's good.

Shen Yue: If you don't come, just looking at other people is too boring.It's like a schoolboy shooting a gun.

Zheng Ling returned a smiling face.

In the dead of night, when he was about to rest, Feng Xian sent him a good night message.

Zheng Ling replied that he must pay attention to his body.

After a while, he replied: OK.

(End of this chapter)