Host, You're Targeted

After the incident in the morning, Xu nianyuan didn't give Sun Zhen a good face. Sun Zhen felt that his brain was not his own because he was still in a state of shock.

According to the pictures he saw in the morning, his girlfriend pink countless male idols, while his girlfriend pink countless actors, sleeping Is it?

Sun Zhen held a small bottle of mineral water in his eyes, and from time to time made a few exclamations similar to the state of neuropathy.

"Wow."

When Xu nianyuan looked at his assistant's confused appearance, he would have coaxed Xu Wenyao if he hadn't burst in without saying hello in the morning!

What a pig assistant!

Xiangnian, who is 10 meters away, secretly congratulates herself. Fortunately, she runs fast in the morning. Otherwise, she will face the same situation as Sun Zhen.

"Xu Wenyao! Are you awake? What the hell is that? "

Xie Qin's swearing sounds in the ear of Nian, pulling her out of her own small fortune.

Xu Wenyao is uncomfortable all over the body, but he has to hold on to film. At the moment, Xie Qin scolded him a few times. He just lowered his head and said sorry. He took a few deep breaths and was ready to continue filming.

When Xu Wenyao did not have a playful face, everyone felt that he did not adapt to it.

Even Xie Qin, who always said he said the most diligent, was stunned for a long time.

Xie Qin put down his walkie talkie and walked towards Xu Wenyao in the camera. He patted him on the shoulder, but suddenly found that his face was very bad.

"Ask Yao? Are you OK? Are you sick? "

Xu asked Yao to step back and avoid Xie Qin's hand to test his forehead temperature. "I'm fine..."

"You have a fever."

The two words were said almost at the same time. Xu Wenyao realized that he didn't know when he had fallen into a familiar embrace behind him, and the man's hand was now covering his forehead from behind.

Xie Qin opened his eyes and looked at him without any hesitation. Standing behind Xu Wenyao, Xu nianyuan, who was holding people into his arms with one hand and touching his forehead with the other, could not speak for a moment.

"You have a fever."

Xu nianyuan looks down at Xu Wenyao in his arms and repeats this sentence.

This sentence is like some kind of switch, which closes the boundary of Xu Wenyao's body, revealing his weak and helpless heart.

Xu Wenyao had long forgotten that he was angry with Xu nianyuan, and the discomfort all over his body surged up at the moment when Xu nianyuan confirmed that he had a fever. He closed his eyes in pain and turned to lean on his side to lean against Xu nianyuan's arms. The noise in his ears made him feel a little headache.

"Brother It's painful in the head and noisy in the ears... "

Xu nianyuan pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to cover his ears and pressed his face against his head.

"Is that better?"

Perhaps it is the psychological effect, Xu asked Yao to nod his head.

Everyone in the crew stares at these two actors who are so close to each other before they start filming. They all have a bold idea in their hearts: these two people, can't they be real? Usually hook shoulders and pull small hands, isn't it deliberately created for the sake of GAGs?

"Director Xie, you can adjust the play of Wen Yao and me, and I will take him back."

Thank Qin for a long time to come back to God, Xu Wenyao is sick, naturally there is an assistant to take care of ah! What's Xu nianyuan going to make up for? Even though it's a boyfriend, it's not necessary not to work, right?

"You can adjust it first. I'll be right back!" Xu nianyuan felt that his tone was not very good, so he sighed, approached the director's ear and whispered, "if I make people sick, I can't ignore them all at once, right? Men should have a sense of responsibility. "

With these words, Xu nianyuan asked sun Zhenhe to go with Xiang Nian.

Xie Qin, a 40 year old man who stayed in the same place, was stunned for more than ten minutes and finally understood the implied meaning of Xu Nian's distant words.

His old face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or shy.

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Xu Wenyao's nest is like a fragile porcelain doll in Xu nianyuan's arms. He can clearly feel Xu nianyuan's kiss on his forehead, and he can also understand that he is really sick.

Confused, Xu Wenyao's thoughts float far away.

If he remembers correctly, he was also ill in the last mission. Why was he sick this time? He is the strategist! Shouldn't it be that the hero is ill, he goes to serve him well, and then let people be moved to him?

Did he take the wrong script?

His head suddenly became cold. Xu Wenyao felt comfortable and relieved.

In his ear, Xu nianyuan deliberately lowered his voice: "remember to change the towel every ten minutes, pay attention to it every other time, and..."

Xu nianyuan is garrulous, some of whom have not said a lot. Xiang Nian's ears have grown cocoons, but also smile and pretend to look.Sun Zhen looked at the time on his watch and urged Xu nianyuan to return to the studio.

"Read far."

Xu nianyuan went out with Sun Zhen, and within a minute he came back. He bent down in front of Nian and lifted a small piece of towel on Xu Wenyao's forehead and gave him a kiss.

Xiang Nian said:

It seems that a kiss is not enough. After finishing the towel on Xu Wenyao's forehead, Xu nianyuan lowers his head and touches his lips.

Xiang Nian said: Died on the spot.