Floating Color

Probably because the wind lifted the curtains and the sunlight came in, Mi Chen didn't even think his voice was cold.

"……what?"

Mi Chen looked at Li Mojun's eyes, and turned out to be his right hand.

"I'm so agile ... I can be so fast ..."

"I don't need a woman to protect me."

Where does this sentence seem to have been heard? Did Bai Yihan also say that?

Mi Chen wanted to laugh, but she was dizzy.

"If the debris sticks to your face ... leaving scars, do you know how long it will take the makeup artist to cover up? I ca n’t even cover up ... I did n’t think about protecting you, I ... I just just do n’t want my own The difficulty of work becomes higher ... "

Mi Chen also couldn't tell how "valorous" he was at that moment. She doesn't want to think, thinking makes her a headache.

"Maybe you don't have to think about the difficulty of makeup anymore, because your hand may not even hold the brush."

"Impossible ..." Mi Chen smiled. "My hands are not made of tofu. I can't hold the brush by sticking it twice."

Miao Miao all told her that she bleed a bit and bleed a little bit of blood. Recently she can't eat spicy crayfish ... There are other things she likes to eat because they are hairy, so you should avoid it.

This is the most sad.

"The Feast" will be turned on in two and a half weeks. If you can't recover, I will change the makeup artist. "

After talking, Li Mojun left.

Mi Chen exhaled, this is Li Mojun's style. If he is tender and warm, the dust goose bumps of Mi Chen will fall to the ground.

Miao Miao told Mi Chen that she had a mild concussion and would be able to go home and feed her in about a week.

Mi Chen finally felt relieved after hearing it.

After resting in bed for two days, her dizziness finally passed, and she began to sleep and eat and sleep.

On the afternoon of the third day, Mi Chen was sleeping soundly, and one turned and found that someone was sitting beside her bed.

Lifting his eyes, he realized that it was Bai Yihan!

"... White ... Brother Bai?"

Bai Yihan's palm stretched out, gently pressed on her forehead, fingers embedded in her hair, gently rubbing.

"What do you want me to say? I came back from the outside and I heard that something happened to you."

"... Am I dreaming?" Mi Chen frowned, and his eyes suddenly started to sore.

Where did he go? She has never heard anything about him these days. He couldn't even see him in the gossip magazine.

It stands to reason that he went to Dynasty Films. Isn't there a lot of good scripts waiting for him?

"You are not dreaming. I left the country these days ... dealing with some very important things."

She is not Bai Yihan's makeup artist anymore ... Why is he still like this?

Bai Yihan just smiled. There is a little bit of elder spoiling children, and there is some tolerance.

His thumb slipped over Mi Chen's forehead, and his voice was very soft, "You are really a grain of rice, just a little bigger than the dust. I put you in a place that I think is safe, but when I look back, I can't find it You. I want to put you in the palm of your hand, and worry about accidentally crushing you. "

"Then don't leave me alone or pinch me. Why can't you believe that I have my way of survival?"

Bai Yihan laughed out loud, with a hint of relief in his eyebrows.

"Yes, you also have your thoughts and pursuits."

"So what are your thoughts and pursuits? Did you go to Dynasty Pictures because of director Shen Liangyan?"

"Correct."

"So old Shen, is it really your father?" Mi Chen never asked Bai Yihan's private affairs. Now she is no longer even a member of his team. She does not understand the kind of self-confidence in her heart. She is confident that she will not be angry no matter what she says.

"He is not my biological father, but he takes care of me like my father and calls me. And my biological mother is a shareholder of Dynasty Films. Shen Lao used to be with my biological mother, and my mother has always been unsettled. , Disappointed him. There are complex interests in the imperial court, my mother ’s position is in jeopardy, Shen Lao hopes that I can guide her, help her, and downplay the desire for fame and fortune. I may not have the opportunity to do what I like to do, to make movies that I like to make. "

Mi Chen did not expect that Bai Yihan would explain so much to her.

These involved internal affairs of a large film company, and he should not have told her so easily.

The door was knocked, and Fang Chengye's voice passed.

"Boss Bai, let's go ... The dynasty's board time is coming ..."

Bai Yihan looked down at Mi Chen and said softly, "I'm leaving. You should take care of your wounds."

"Ok……"

Mi Chen admits that she was disappointed with Bai Yihan's original, and at this time all disappeared. She is not a vengeful person, and she understands that no one is obliged to meet her hopes.

Although Li Zhezhe once said that whenever Bai Yihan tried to withdraw, he would get rid of all obstacles and burdens. Now that he has been left in Xingyao by him, he doesn't need to show up again. But he came and said so much to her that he would only say to himself.

She feels lucky that she may no longer belong to Bai Yihan's team, but she is someone he trusts.

Mi Chen fell asleep again, and heard that the medicine she had taken these days would cause her drowsiness. Between the turmoil, she had many dreams.

She dreamed that the person whom she trusted the most was standing behind her. He leaned close to her, breathing so clearly that every cell of hers was shaking. His palm rested on her finger, with her turning the brush, leaving a subtle color on the model's face.

When the colors were cut away and the world was spinning, she found that she was leaning against another person, with her hands around his body, her hands over his hands ...

She is dreaming ...

There was a sound of being put down in the ear, and Meow came to give her dinner.

Mi Chen wrinkled his nose, "Meow, itchy on my back, you scratch me ..."

Rolling over, Mi Chen raised her sick suit and waited for Meow's slim cat claws.

For a long time, the other party did nothing.

Mi Chen curled his lips, and was about to turn around. The opposite hand finally reached into her dress, and when she gently scratched her back, she pulled it out.

"Not over there, where your shoulder blades are! Your hands are a little heavier, and you don't feel itchy!"

The hand moved towards the shoulder blade and exerted a little force. Mi Chen felt very comfortable, but she felt strange.

Is this Meow's hand? Why didn't Meow complain?

As soon as Mi Chen turned around, her straight nose bones and those deep eyes like Westerners almost didn't call out.

"Li ... Li Mojun ..."

Li Mojun was leaning forward, with one hand on the edge of the bed, and the other hand retracted from Mi Chen's back.

"eat."

Mi Chen was dumbfounded. Why was it Li Mojun who brought her food? Where did the dead girl go!

Why did Li Mojun come? I have been lying here for more than three days, except that this guy showed his face when he woke up on the first day, and he never appeared again!

Mi Chen got up, thinking about whether to sit by the bed and take the things brought by the other party very seriously.

Unexpectedly, Li Mojun leaned over and moved the table dedicated to patients to eat in bed from the bed.

The porridge is still hot.

Shredded pork with green vegetables is not a disposable foam bowl in a restaurant, but a porcelain bowl for home use.

Mi Chen thought Li Mojun would have been standing, but he didn't expect him to sit down beside the bed.

No, this guy has cleanliness! Sitting around everywhere, unscientific!

"... Where did you buy the porridge? Such a good bowl ... will you return it?"

Mi Chen had nothing to say. Why did Li Mojun give her food? How can it be? How can it be? Should n’t he be blind in his villa at this time?

"You just take it home. This is my bowl."

Mi Chen was trying to say which restaurant it was, with so much minced meat and so bad stewed porridge, she almost didn't choke herself to death.

"Isn't it ... you cooked it?"

Recently Li Mojun was obsessed with cooking.

"No, Aunt Liu cooked it."

Mi Chen remembered that Li Mojun ’s villa had an aunt Liu surnamed every Tuesday and Friday who would come to clean the house.

Fortunately, Li Mojun didn't cook it, otherwise why would she tell her to drink it? If it is spread, she will be burned to death by fans.

Mi Chen didn't dare to look up at the other party, only to drink porridge. One accidentally, a grain of rice and a small piece of green leaf fell on the neckline.

That's an embarrassment!

Mi Chen was about to pretend not to know, Li Mojun stretched his arm, pulled the tissue on the bedside table, and held Mi Chen's collar in one hand, and wiped off the rice grains and vegetable leaves in the other.

He was very close, the warm breath was very clear.

Even if Mi Chen didn't raise her head, she could see the other person's forehead and the outline of her eyes.

This was an angle she had never seen before, which caused some inexplicable palpitations.

When Li Mojun got up and threw the paper towel into the trash can, Mi Chen realized that she did not wear underwear!

The collar of the sick suit is so big ... Did Li Mojun just see it?

Right, right ... I ’m so small there, I do n’t have much to look at!

Li Mojun is bright and arrogant, certainly not seen! Even if I saw it, I didn't feel it!

Mi Chen's heart burst into tears, really tired!

Li Mojun sat back on the bed and turned his face slightly, looking at the back of Mi Chen's right hand.

The gauze has been removed and replaced with a few band-aids.

"How is your hand?"

"Oh, it's crusting. It's a little tickling."

Mi Chen waved his back, but his wrist was gently clasped by the opponent.

Li Mojun's fingertips pinched the band-aid at Mi Chen's tiger's mouth and lifted it slightly. The wound had coagulated and there was no sign of redness or inflammation.

"It seems that I don't need to change the makeup artist."

Li Mojun got up and seemed to be leaving.

"Then ... what about the bowl?"

"You can take it home." After that, Li Mojun left.

Mi Chen hurriedly called Meow Meow, "Mew Meow! Why didn't you come and give me dinner today!"

"Sister! I'm working overtime, OK! I haven't eaten any food by now! I said to Mr. Xiao! He said he would arrange someone to send you meals!"

Mi Chen burst into tears, and she wanted to tell Li Mojun that Miao Miao came to deliver the meal!

Looking at a large ice cube to eat, it will cause indigestion, okay ...

However, the green vegetable minced pork porridge is really delicious!

Mi Chen thought about holding the blue and white porcelain bowl, and could go back and use it to hold the QQ noodles.

Finally, Mi Chen was discharged.

Because Miao Miao wants to go to work, she can't pick her up by electric bike. But even Xiao came. This surprised Mi Chen. Even Xiao was usually very busy. He had to arrange for Li Mojun's announcement. He had to negotiate with different people, including the company, the crew, and the media. How could he personally pick up her little assistant?

"Don't be so surprised. You were injured at work, and I'm not so cold-blooded. Can you pick you up from the hospital?"

Even Xiao Xiao's expression "Don't look at me is usually not good, it's still reliable at the critical moment", Mi Chen doubted what he said.

Waiting for the car door to open, Mi Chen saw Li Mojun sitting in the position where he had always sat, and only then realized how even Xiao Xiao could come in person.

【small theater】

Fat Melon: Boss Bai, you seem to have confessed?

Bai Yihan: Yes.

Fat Melon: But ... it seems that Xiaomi grain did not understand ... The confession has not been successful, the film emperor still needs to work hard!