After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

Chapter 50

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and the shadows of the trees are shining through. The green leaves and red flowers are very beautiful.

The boy who was in his arms last night was so tender that he wanted everything he wanted. At this moment, he was only covered with a pure white T-shirt. His beautiful facial features were coated with a layer of soft gold by the warm morning sun, like a real angel. Not yet the future and falling into the world of mortals.

The boy should have known from the pain all over his body that the two of them were passionately lingering in the night, he shyly looked at Qi Xiaohe, with a green and deliberately warm smile on his fair and clean face,

Qi Xiaohe's heart trembled when he saw him, and he felt something unspeakable in himself, and once again raised his head affectionately.

If body language is the most direct expression of a man's love for his sweetheart, Qi Xiaohe probably found a soul mate that made him fascinated overnight, and he couldn't help himself.

However, Qi Xiaohe still kept in mind the doctor's hesitant advice before he left, and also cherished that Wei Wen was young after all, so naturally he was reluctant to bother him.

He stood by the bed and took a few deep breaths, then bent down, gently supported Wei Wen to help him half sit up, and asked with concern: "How do you feel now? Is there any pain or discomfort?"

Wei Wen was not used to Qi Xiaohe being so cautious, tilted his head, curled his lips, and deliberately said, "My whole body hurts."

From the expression to the lines, there is a sweet and greasy taste of being coquettish.

Qi Xiao couldn't help laughing, he held Wei Wen in his arms in a good-tempered manner, and stroked his unkempt hair, apologizing and coaxing him.

At the end, he said softly: "Since you're awake, get up and eat something. You worked too hard yesterday, so you need to add some nutrition."

Wei Wen stuck out his tongue quietly in his heart: You are obviously the one who consumes energy, why do I have to work hard...

Qi Xiaohe obviously didn't receive Wei Wen's inner os, so he got up and left the bedroom. Five minutes later, he pushed the door open again and came in with a delicate and nutritious meal in his hand.

Wei Wen happily took the plate, stared at a pair of beautiful eyes while eating, and asked vaguely: "You made it yourself again?"

——Hey, this time I can finally eat with peace of mind.

"No..." Unexpectedly, Qi Xiaohe shook his head and said apologetically, "Well... I don't know how to cook this kind of meal. Today's breakfast is a medicinal meal specially prepared by my aunt according to the doctor's order. I'm afraid... you will You have to eat this."

Wei Wen picked up the spoon and took a sip and put it into his mouth - it was bland and not tasty.

Qi Xiaohe looked at Wei Wen's mouth that instantly shrunk, and immediately changed his words and coaxed: "When Dr. Li came over this afternoon, I asked him when you can eat normally, okay? I will make it for you when the time comes." .”

Wei Wen blushed only after hearing the first half of the sentence, covered his buttocks, raised his neck, and said stubbornly: "Who is Dr. Li, and what is he doing here? I'm fine, I don't need to see a doctor!"

Qi Xiaohe was amused by his cute and innocent appearance, and teased: "Baby, what are you thinking, I don't want to take you to the anorectal department."

Wei Wen almost blurted out: Not anorectal?Do I have any special skills that are unknown?The legendary ABO?It shouldn't be... It is clearly written in the household registration book - the gender is male.

"Stop thinking about it." Qi Xiaohe couldn't help but raised his hand, flicked his slender fingers on the man's head, and patiently explained: "You ate something bad at the wine party last night, I asked the doctor to come over , to help you see if the bad effects of the medicine have subsided, and if it still affects your body."

"Oh...", what's the matter with the inexplicable disappointment?

Wei Wen nodded subconsciously at first, and then shook his head suddenly, wondering: "Oh, it can't be done. "The Minister of Power" is about to wrap up. Recently, the crew is fighting for my scenes, and I have to shoot several scenes a day. I have to go to the office today. On the set, how can you have time to see a doctor?"

"What kind of scenes can you shoot in your current physical condition?" Qi Xiaohe pushed him back on the pillow forcefully and domineeringly: "Lie down obediently, I've already asked you to take leave. Don't worry, the crew will not be able to survive without you come down."

Wei Wenben fought for it again, but seeing Qi Xiao's uncompromising expression, he immediately covered the quilt with kindness.

In fact, Wei Wen's mind is still in a state of chaos at this moment, and he has no way to separate his energy to pursue questions such as "what did I eat wrong" or "what happened yesterday".

Just relying on intuition, he obediently followed Qi Xiaohe's words and closed his eyes obediently.

I don't know if it's because the effect of the sleeping ingredients hasn't completely faded. Wei Wen felt as if he had never slept so peacefully in half his life. When he woke up again, he reached for his phone on the bedside table and took a look. It was already past 1 pm .

Wei Wen looked around in a daze: the bedroom door was closed tightly, and there was no one in the room.He thought that Qi Xiaohe should have gone out to work, so he propped himself up and got up.

Now my spirit is much better. Although my body is still limp and weak, and my lower body is extremely unstable, I can still take care of basic movements such as washing and dressing.So he leaned on the wall, walked to the bathroom step by step, and started tidying himself in front of the mirror.

After a busy day, I actually feel a little hungry—it is really exhausting to dare to move the piston.

So, he casually pulled a piece of home clothes over his body, opened the door of the bedroom, pulled on the slippers, put his hands on his waist, and walked out slowly, planning to go downstairs to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.

The area of ​​the apartment is not as big as the Qi's villa. The living room and the bedroom are only connected by a spiral staircase. As soon as Wei Wen walked to the stairs, he heard the sound of conversation downstairs that was not clear.

Wei Wen poked his head around and saw that the living room was full of people, all of whom were familiar faces: Song Mao, Gao Shang, and Xia Chan.The little star's first reaction was: Fortunately, director Xue Huan is not here, otherwise if he bumps into him, he might be counted as absent from work and his salary will be deducted.

Qi Xiaohe has already changed into his daily work attire, a neat and neat hand-made suit, making his whole person more noble.He sat on the sofa in the middle, with one elbow resting on the armrest, his slender legs crossed, and a few pages of paper in the other hand, which he kept flipping through.

His head was lowered slightly, his eyebrows were frowned, from Wei Wen's point of view, Qi Xiaohe's side profile was very clear, cold and deep, and his sharp and chiseled face had no blemishes at all.

Wei Wen couldn't help swallowing his saliva, feeling again that Empress Nuwa was too biased—it was also made of mud, how could someone look so good.

In the living room, everyone looked solemn, especially Qi Xiaohe's aura was so strong and frightening.

Obviously, they were discussing serious business.

Wei Wen lowered his head, and stared at the blue fat man with innocent eyes staring at him for a while (I don't know why when Mr. Qi was helping Wei Wen choose home clothes, his aesthetics was never online, and his IQ would always stay at ten years old). I feel that I am very inappropriate to appear in front of those people right now.

Then, if you growl your stomach, you have to be wronged for a while.

Just as he was about to go back home, before he tiptoed and turned around, Qi Xiaohe downstairs heard the movement.

He raised his head and looked over. The moment his eyes interacted with Wei Wen, his originally cold eyes instantly warmed up. He immediately stood up from the sofa, walked quickly to Wei Wen's side, and half supported and half hugged him. into his arms,

In front of so many people, Qi Xiaohe's caring movements were naturally smooth and logical, as if he was used to it on weekdays, and Wei Wen's face couldn't help but blush again.

The three remaining people in the living room also stood up in unison, and looked at Wei Wen with concern on their faces.Xia Chan almost rushed directly to Wei Wen's side to feel cold and warm, but Qi Xiaohe waved his hand to stop them, motioning them to continue their work.

Qi Xiaohe guarded Wei Wen and walked downstairs cautiously, as if holding a porcelain doll that would shatter when touched, and said softly, "Why don't you sleep more."

Wei Wen pursed his lips, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm hungry."

Qi Xiaohe raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, and the corner of his mouth that was still tense half a minute ago raised a doting arc: "The porridge made by auntie in the kitchen is still in the pot, let me heat it up for you? Eat here, or go upstairs."

This apartment has a light and luxurious simple European design, and the living room and dining room are connected together.

Wei Wen turned his head to look at the people in the living room, changed his mind, and whispered, "The room is too stuffy. If I don't want to disturb you, can I eat in the restaurant?"

"Of course." Qi Xiaohe nodded happily: "There is nothing about me that you cannot know."

Seeing that the dining chair was specially padded with a thick layer of cushions, Wei Wen blushed even more.

Qi Xiaohe was extremely calm, settled the person properly, brought the porridge to the table himself, and then returned to the main seat on the sofa, and picked up the documents again.

Qi Xiaohe, who returned to work, immediately put on his cold and serious mask again, as if the tenderness just now was an illusion.Xia Chan and the others silently waited for his instructions.

For a while, there was only the sound of flipping papers in the room, and Wei Wen's occasional clinking of a spoon touching the edge of the bowl.

Wei Wen suddenly remembered the President Qi who was in the conference room on the top floor of Lingxiao Media a few months ago.

He couldn't help feeling that the world was so impermanent. At that time, Qi Xiao was so aloof and aloof, with a lofty, inviolable dignity and strength all over his body. Wei Wen was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

Now the same person, with the same statue-like eyebrows and stars, without a trace of blemish on his face, has become tender and tender, and I can actually sit in front of him, barefoot, and eat lunch leisurely.

Wei Wen stuffed something into his mouth, and listened to the commotion in the living room with his ears pricked up—as expected, they were discussing about Little Green Tea's scheme against him last night.