Choose me for a contract marriage, I'm super sweet [Entertainment]

Yu Han waited for Wen Nuobai to finish his porridge and fall asleep before tucking him in the quilt.

Assistant Xiao Xu does things reasonably well. He came to a private hospital. It may not have as many authorities as a public hospital, but the environment is good in privacy and there are many wards.

There is a single recuperation ward with a small terrace and a small kitchen for the family members to cook simple food.

Yu Han looked at Wen Nuobai's sleeping face in the pillow, his face was pale, his fingers were pinching the corner of the bed sheet, the pain must have caused him to sleep unsteadily.

He wanted to reach out to touch her, but his hand almost touched his pursed lips, he clenched into a fist, and then withdrew his hand.

The sky outside gradually darkened, becoming an indistinct blur.

Finding the pot, Yu Han skillfully cooked a pot of shredded chicken porridge. After Wen Nuobai woke up, he drank it. Cooking porridge is a delicate skill, so don’t rush. Yu Han put the pot on the stove and let it boil slowly. He lit a cigarette.

The cyan smoke slowly drifted away in the dark night, Yu Han took out his mobile phone and sent the same message to several friends.

Yu: [Give some advice to those who have chased people. ]

It was just after nine o'clock, and most of them had a rest even though they were busy.

Jin Peng was the first to see the news. Among Yu Han's friends, he was the most idle. He received dividends from the family business, ran his own company, and didn't have much to do every day.

Jinpeng: [? ]

Jinpeng: [Am I reading that right? ]

Yu Han replied calmly: [That's right. ]

Jinpeng: ...

What is this and what, so Yu Han hasn't chased him yet?After getting the marriage certificate and living together for such a long time, they still want to chase someone?

In fact, the last time I asked him about giving gifts, he was quite surprised.

In Jinpeng's view, chasing someone is very simple, give a gift and say a few words, and give the person what he needs, and after getting along for a while, he can go straight to bed.

How can there be so many twists and turns.

But Yu Han replied, no.

Yu Han turned off his phone, and the replies he sent were similar, he didn't understand, he had seen many of them, but he always felt that it was not suitable for Wen Nuobai.

In other words, too utilitarian is not suitable for Wen Nuobai.

Yu Han knocked on the silver lighter, watched the flames trembling calmly, there were two thoughts in his mind, one was like the most seasoned hunter, slowly analyzing how to trap people.

One is full of distress, just want to put people in the palm of your hand and pet them.

Mr. Yu likes his grandson to inherit the family business. On the one hand, he does have a blood relationship, but on the other hand, he is also suitable.Some elders commented on Yu Han, saying that he naturally knows how to maximize his benefits.

Can love be measured by maximizing benefits?

After dusting off the cigarette ash, Yu Han put out the cigarette, leaned against the door, loosened the neckline, and tapped lightly on the railing with his finger knuckles.

The porridge was already fragrant, Yu Han went to turn off the fire, put the porridge in the pot into a bowl and cooled it in a white porcelain bowl, cut an orange and put it on the plate.

He took another book and sat next to Wen Nuobai.

Wen Nuobai fell into a deep sleep, unlike just now when he was always thinking about the pain, this time he slept very deeply and peacefully.

When he woke up, he found that Yu Han was still there.

"Brother?" Wen Nuobai was startled: "Didn't you go back to sleep?"

What time is it.

Yu Han closed the book, stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the bowl of porridge next to it, it was still warm, exactly the temperature of the mouth.

So he picked up the shredded chicken porridge and handed it over: "Have a sip?"

Wen Nuobai: ...

He really doesn't want to drink porridge anymore.

It's a pity that the porridge bowl was placed right in front of his eyes without any intention of moving it away, it seemed that he must drink it.

"Your lips," Yu Han said while looking at him, "are white."

Oh, all right.

Wen Nuobai still took the porridge. In fact, the porridge made by Mr. Yu is very sweet, but now he is sick and in pain, and has no appetite for anything.Drinking is definitely a must.

Wen Nuobai ate a few mouthfuls, then thought of it and said, "If you rush here, what should we do abroad?"

He didn't forget that Yu Han went abroad to discuss something serious.

"already solved."

Yu Han understated: "I'll stay with you for a few days and deal with the follow-up matters."

Thinking of this, Yu Han's brows creased a trace of hostility, as for hurting Wen Nuobai, there must be a price to pay.

"Accompany, how many days will you accompany me?"

Yu Han said "hmm": "Just waiting for you to wrap up, go to a party with me, and you can also have a rest. You are very tired from continuous work, and your wounds need to be taken care of."

The pain in the thigh was numb and itchy, penetrating into the bottom of my heart little by little, Wen Nuobai drank the porridge and said, "Okay."

Now he feels that Mr. Yu's agreement to marry him is simply doing charity and treating him so well.

Wen Nuobai lowered his head and stirred the porridge, always finding a way to reciprocate.

At night, Yu Han slept on another escort bed, watching Wen Nuobai fall asleep before closing his eyes.

It's strange, just looking at Wen Nuobai makes me feel very gentle and soft.

The next day, Director Zhong took the time to take a look at Wen Nuobai, and it happened that Song Zhiyi was out, so he followed him.

The outside reporters couldn't come in, Wen Nuobai didn't even have many assistants, and he didn't even have a brokerage company. He found Director Zhong and Song Zhiyi at the door, and rushed forward to catch the interview.

The two managed to get rid of the reporter, and Director Zhong said with emotion: "Xiaobai is really popular."

He has also made many actors popular in filming, and Wen Nuobai is still the most popular in his hands, and he was still a newcomer in the first two months.

Song Zhiyi pulled off his mask, thinking, indeed, although he foresaw this result, but it has to be said that there are indeed some people who are lucky and strong, and a few months of performing arts is worth others' years.

The two walked all the way to the ward. Director Zhong took a look first, but he didn't see Wen Nuobai's assistant. Considering that Wen Nuobai's leg was injured, it was difficult to open the door.

After knocking a few times, he opened the door directly.

Yu Han was peeling an apple with a fruit knife.

He glanced lightly at the person who entered the door, nodded his head as a greeting, and continued peeling apples.

Director Zhong:? !

Song Zhiyi:? !

This is President Yu of Rongding Group, right?Why are you in Wen Nuobai's ward.

Director Zhong went out to have a look, oh yes, he went to the right room.

Song Zhiyi's eyes flashed with astonishment.

Yu Han was very indifferent: "Come and see Wen Nuobai?"

Director Zhong: "Ah, yes."

Why is it so wrong?

Wen Nuobai washed his face in the bathroom, and jumped out with one leg. He didn't dare to move the other leg. The doctor said that he recovered well and would not affect his dancing.

Push open the door.

Director Zhong met his eyes.

Wen Nuobai subconsciously looked at Yu Han.

"Come here and eat the apples," Yu Han peeled off the last bit of the fruit, "I can have some pasta today, but it should be light."

Everyone in the room was in a state of surprise or panic, only Yu Han was still thinking about letting me, Wen Nuobai, eat the apple.

It is really……

Is it a matter of eating apples?

Director Zhong thought to himself, since the two of you are so familiar, it made sense to visit the set last time, but he was still shocked. He also met the sponsor and the actor, but Yu Han...

Just surprised.

Director Zhong coughed: "How is Nuobai recovering today?"

Wen Nuobai tried to calm down: "He's recovering well, and he'll probably be in the group in two days."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Silence again.

The embarrassment was spreading, and it was precisely because several of them were human beings that no one spoke for a while.

Song Zhiyi chuckled, rubbed his chin, took a step forward, and lifted the thermos bucket in his hand: "I brought some soy milk, and some snacks from Tasting Xuan, I just happen to have some pasta today, can I have some glutinous rice? "

Wen Nuobai: "Ah yes."

His voice has not yet fallen.

Yu Han glanced at Song Zhiyi, and refused: "Thanks, but no need, I asked the doctor, he can't eat these."

The tone was strong and cold.

The atmosphere became colder for a while.

Wen Nuobai opened his lips, but still didn't speak, looked at Yu Han, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Thank you senior and the director, I'm sorry I can't eat."

Yu Han hooked his lips: "Do you want to eat apples?"

Wen Nuobai took the apple, took a bite, chewed it whole and swallowed it.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong, whether it was the current atmosphere in the ward or Mr. Yu's mood.

Her heart beat a little fast, and Wen Nuobai felt that she was thinking too much.

The author has something to say: fast treatment in vain.

Today’s peach is a bad peach, not only dove, but also forgot to climb up and say, three times recently I’m too busy to heal, don’t give myself excuses, stand at attention and get beaten, Tao really wants to code words when he has time, and wants to think too much Hold on to the cuties!

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