What about the rival?

"No, I didn't." Jiang Siwan shook her head on the pillow in denial.

Deng Yimeng put his hands on the foreheads of the two, and said helplessly: "You are almost cooked."

Jiang Siwan frowned, turned her face away, and avoided her tiny paws. Although the paws were cool and comfortable, she realized her weakness. She turned over, turned her back to the nagging little thing, and covered her with a quilt. head.

Deng Yimeng felt powerless.When he played Jin Yiwei just now, he still felt murderous and heroic, and his aura exploded, so why did he become a child again in the blink of an eye.

In middle school, she often had to take care of her younger siblings, so she has accumulated a lot of experience in coaxing children.

But facing such a high-ranking sister Yu, she really dare not show her treasures with her unrefined tricks.Besides, she didn't completely forget that the person lying on the bed was, in a sense, her rival in love.How could she coax her "baby be good" like a rabbit.

but.

While Deng Yimeng was searching for thermometers and antipyretics in various rooms, she suddenly thought that if Jiang Siwan was not in good health, those who liked her would be very distressed, including that kid Xiao Che.She doesn't want this to happen.

Therefore, thousands of reasons point to an ending, that is, Jiang Siwan can't have anything to do and needs to get better as soon as possible.

Finally, in a room similar to a guest room, I opened the cabinet and found the first aid kit.There are some emergency medicines inside.

Jiang Siwan fell into a drowsy sleep, and when that cool little hand slid into the skirt presumptuously, she was a little shocked, and turned to look at the owner of the paw.

Deng Yimeng hurriedly pulled out her hand to show her innocence, "Sister Wan, you, don't get me wrong, if you don't believe me, you should trust the thermometer. Take your temperature and you will know."

Jiang Si Wanfu closed her eyes again, allowing her to place the thermometer properly.After 5 minutes, there was a rustling sound of the bedding, and then the child yelled "Ah".

Deng Yimeng looked at the [-]-degree mercury line on the thermometer.I feel like I'm going crazy. "Sister Wan, get up, let's go to the hospital."

Jiang Siwan spoke in a very soft voice, "I won't go."

"You are forty degrees." Deng Yimeng was very scared.She was afraid that Jiang Siwan would be fooled.

"impossible."

Deng Yimeng thought for a while, Dawan's confidence might come from the fitness equipment in the basement.I usually control my diet well and exercise regularly, so my physical fitness will not be too bad.However, no matter how perfect the system is, there will be bugs, so this time the illness came like a mountain, and Jiang Siwan couldn't believe it at all.

"Really, take a look." Deng Yimeng put the thermometer in front of her eyes.Unexpectedly, Jiang Siwan acted as if she hadn't heard it, her eyes were tightly closed, and her long and curly eyelashes didn't even tremble.

Deng Yimeng had no choice but to taboo disease and avoid medicine to such an extent.

And you can't use force on Jiang Siwan - she can't be strong.

Or call 120 and let them enforce it?A super big name like classmate Da Wan was taken away from his private house in an ambulance in the middle of the night. Good guy, the headlines definitely didn't run away the next day.She still doesn't know much about that grotesque fame and fortune place, but she still understands the truth of "three people become tigers".Maybe someone will spread the news that there is a major crisis in their relationship, so they cut their wrists and committed suicide.It is possible to pass it into science fiction.

Then she, Deng Yimeng, worked the first day and could be laid off the next day.

"Wanwan." Deng Yimeng took off her shoes, knelt on the quilt, and called softly.It made me get goosebumps.

Jiang Siwan finally opened her eyes and looked at her.His eyes, which were shining brighter because of the fever, revealed doubts.

"You are a good boy." Deng Yimeng bit the bullet, "Listen to my sister and take the medicine obediently, okay? If you don't take the medicine, I don't like you anymore, and I won't play with you in the future."

There was no expression on Jiang Siwan's red-cloud rolling face.

"Do you want me to feed you?" Deng Yimeng smiled, "If you eat by yourself, drink water and swallow it. If I come to feed you, you have to grind the medicine, add some water, and make it into a bitter medicine Gooey..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Siwan sat up and held out a hand to her.

Deng Yimeng made a gesture of victory in her heart, but on the surface she tensed up, and calmly put the medicine in her hand, and handed over the water glass together.Then he got out of bed, put on his shoes, and watched Dawan classmate frown and take medicine.

Why.Isn't it just to take a medicine, to be so charming and charming.

Deng Yimeng felt a little sad.The bad girl is just too good looking.No makeup or a high fever of [-] degrees could not shake her beauty in the slightest.

Heart of beauty in everyone.Once such a person stands on the opposite side of her and becomes her rival in love, if he meets head-on, how can he win?

She took the water glass and began to think about other roads to Rome.It is already past two o'clock in the morning, and her mind is so congested that she can't think of anything else, but she hears the sick beauty on the bed say: "Go to sleep too."

Deng Yimeng agreed.Put down the water glass but didn't leave immediately.Seeing that Jiang Siwan was lying down, she went to find a towel and wet it, folded it into a small square towel, and put it on the forehead of the sick beauty.Although she lay there and moved her head slightly, she didn't open her eyes again.

After Deng Yimeng confirmed that her fever was completely gone, she turned off the light and crept downstairs.After washing my face indiscriminately, I took out my phone to check the time, oh well, it's past three in the morning.Don't go back to school at this time.

Drawing on the experience of blood and tears in the afternoon, she didn't dare to just find a bed to sleep in, but chose to nest in the sofa to make do for the night.

In the early morning light, she woke up with a start when the light came through the floor-to-ceiling windows.After staring wide-eyed for a while, she turned over and went to check that Jiang Siwan was safe and well, before going into the kitchen to cook a pot of porridge.

Jiang Siwan woke up after sleeping until ten o'clock.The body recovered in sevens and eighties.I got up and wandered around for a while, but I didn't see the little thing.While drinking warm water, he walked slowly around the room and walked to the sofa, only to see a few strands of hair sticking to the white sofa cover.

After being dazed for two seconds, he chuckled and turned to the small dining room. There was a porridge bowl on the table, and a sticky note was pressed under the bowl.

interesting.

I haven't seen such a primitive form of communication for many years.

I saw it written in children's fonts: "Sister Wan, I hope you are already well. I checked the schedule according to what Xiao Chen said. Your announcement today starts at four o'clock in the afternoon, so I didn't wake you up when I left. .I have class this morning, so I will go back first. If there is something urgent, please call me, and I will be back as soon as possible. PS: My mother said that people who have a cold must drink porridge to be completely cured. It can send a cold far away, you must drink porridge. w”

Signed with one word: Deng.

Jiang Siwan silently put the note back to its original place, twitched the corners of her mouth, went to serve a bowl of porridge, brought it, and before she started drinking, Liu Tian called.

Turned on the PA mode, took a spoonful of porridge slowly, and blew gently to cool it down.Liu Tian first learned about yesterday's make-up shoot, and asked her if there was anything wrong after being exposed to the rain, she answered no.The big manager asked again, how is the new assistant.Do you want to replace someone?

Jiang Siwan thought about it for a while, and replied: "It's a bit off-line. But it's quite fun."

Liu Tian called out to her aunt twice: "You recruited an assistant, not to play with you, but to assist you in your work and take care of your life, okay? What does it mean to be offline? Is it because your brain is not working well? Or is it too happy? Have you made any trouble? You made such a quick decision as soon as you heard that you are an alumnus of your school, I am very scared, grandma."

Jiang Siwan said: "There is no problem with work at present."

Liu Tian let out a sigh of relief, "Are there any other shortcomings?"

Jiang Siwan bit the spoon, squinted her eyes and looked at the long post-it notes beside her, and murmured, "Let's chat a bit more. It's lively."

Deng Yimeng, who was taking notes, suddenly sneezed.This time it was for the face of the professor in the department, an extremely young but experienced screenwriting teacher came to share his experience.

The roommate Li Beibei who was sitting next to her elbowed Deng Yimeng, and began to whisper: "Hey, it is said that this Teacher Cheng is the wife of that Xie Zhen."

Deng Yimeng nodded: "I know." Xie Zhen, who works in the same agency as Jiang Siwan, has won the Best Actress Award, and usually rarely has scandals, only one thing, he is a wife-loving maniac.People like her who don't pay attention to gossip know that these two are a couple.

"It's very enviable, I often sprinkle dog food." Li Beibei said.

Deng Yimeng looked at her, "Are you a lesbian too?"

Li Beibei grinned: "Yes, do you want to have sex with me?"

When Deng Yimeng saw that she was out of shape, she realized that she was joking, and exclaimed: "It's very sweet. But that's not what I paid attention to. I read Chengying's book and her published novels. Then This kind of words, that kind of structure, that kind of rhythm, is so natural, I feel that I will never be able to achieve it in my life, and no matter how hard I struggle, I am still a novice. So I am a little sad to see Teacher Cheng."

Li Beibei complained: "Hypocritical."

Deng Yimeng made a face at her and continued to concentrate on taking notes.Cheng Ying's voice is very nice, and she is also very beautiful. The class time passed very quickly, and it felt like it was gone in an hour. Deng Yimeng saw that boys and girls surrounded Cheng Yingli three floors outside and three floors, so she sat on the seat He didn't move, and waited for everyone to take a group photo, sign and ask questions. After walking back and forth, he ran forward in small steps and stood in front of the podium, blushing before he spoke.

"Little friend, what do you do?" Cheng Ying stopped cleaning up and asked with a smile.

Holding the notebook in her hands, Deng Yimeng faltered for a long time before choking out a sentence: "I, when I write, I can't always write the feeling I want. Mr. Cheng, can you...can you..."

Cheng Ying asked: "What kind of feeling?"

Deng Yimeng pouted.dying.In fact, she hasn't written a few of the serious actual combat books yet.I can only guess and answer: "Sense of picture? And, texture?"

"Then, watch a hundred genre movies and write genre analysis." Cheng Ying tilted her head, her hair falling like a waterfall from her shoulders, "The most important thing is that you can try filming when you have time."

"Okay, okay!" Deng Yimeng was really nervous.

At the door of the lecture theater, a figure waved his hands and whispered, "Wife, wife."

Deng Yimeng looked over, oh my god, a man in full armor, wearing a mask, sunglasses and so on.

Cheng Ying ignored that person, but smiled and asked Deng Yimeng in front of her: "Are there any questions?"

Before Deng Yimeng could answer, the tall woman who was armed to the teeth came over, snatched the bag from Teacher Cheng, and said angrily, "Why have I been pestered by these little bastards for so long? I'm in the car, waiting for you." I won't come, you won't come, I will..."

"It's really long-winded." Cheng Ying interrupted that person.

Deng Yimeng has vaguely guessed who is coming.I thought that it was my "little boy" who made the two big sisters unable to abuse the dog happily, and it was really my fault.He hurriedly said, "I'm fine. Goodbye, Mr. Cheng!"

Cheng Ying smiled at her, and just now led that squeaky man away, looking from behind, it looked like she was leading an Alaska.

Deng Yimeng just breathed a sigh of relief when the phone rang, and it was a short message.From a ginger.

"Come over in the afternoon." Followed by a foul kaomoji: w.