Lan Jia's Han Xiyou

After the two of them changed their clothes and tossed about for a long time before eating dinner, Lan Jia stood behind Han Xiyou and swiped the tablet, all of which were Meng Lin's messages.

The so-called know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger in a hundred battles!

Meng Lin is taller than him, this is determined by genes, he can't help it, and although Meng Lin looks thinner, he actually has muscles!Lan Jia felt that he would learn to swim within a week, and then he would turn the soft flesh on his stomach into small cubes.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Xiyou washed his hands, and neatly folded the apron on the shelf.

Some habits have actually changed unconsciously. A few months ago, let alone putting things in order, he would never come in the kitchen.Now he actually cleans the dishes every day, and puts things back neatly.

Sometimes, liking someone is really an incredible thing.

"What do you think of me going to the gym? Would you like it?" Lan Jia showed him a photo of Meng Lin with bare upper body. The light honey-colored skin is very masculine, and the muscles slightly exposed on the lower abdomen are particularly attractive. attraction.

Without any hesitation, Han Xiyou shook his head resolutely. As long as he thought of Lan Jia's cute face, such fair skin, and his body full of muscles, he would feel bad all over.

"I don't like it." Han Xiyou dragged Lan Jia back to the bedroom, "It's 10:30 and I'm going to bed. I have to make up today's part tomorrow. Are you still going?"

"Hmm..." Lan Jia thought for a while and said, "I'm not going, I'm going to learn how to swim, and I'll bring you lunch at noon."

"Okay, remember to bring the card I gave you tomorrow. I'll help you find the place and send you a message in the morning."

"Good~"

The next morning, Han Xiyou still woke up at five o'clock. He hadn't been to the dance studio for several days, so he just went to practice today because he had nothing to do.

Lan Jia grabbed his fingers in a daze, opened his eyes a little, "Don't go." After speaking, he pressed his hand under his face and rubbed it comfortably.

Han Xiyou bent down, hugged the man into his arms, patted him for a while, gently pulled his hands out, and walked out of the bedroom step by step.

With such a lover at home, it takes perseverance to go out.

Han Xiyou drove to Xianyin, and the empty dance practice room echoed with a melody he was familiar with, the first famous song of their debut.

I have to say that Meng Lin has really changed a lot in the past few years when he went abroad. He has become better, more tactful, and better at grasping people's hearts.

This song contains too much, their hard work, sweat, joy...so much that Han Xiyou couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Ting Wen, I knew I would meet you here today." Meng Lin sat on the side holding the guitar, his delicate and handsome face was particularly dazzling in the rising sun.

"It's not time for shooting yet." Han Xiyou glanced at him indifferently and was about to warm up, when Meng Lin suddenly stood behind him with breakfast.

"Let's have breakfast first." Meng Lin believed that he knew Han Xiyou, so he showed up here early and brought breakfast, "You said we were friends." Meng Lin handed the things in his hand to Han Xiyou Pushed by hand.

"Thank you." Han Xiyou took the breakfast and sat on the floor, swallowing the food in a hurry, so fast that Meng Lin didn't have time to finish what he wanted to say.

Han Xiyou's mobile phone rang, and seeing his sudden smile, Meng Lin's jealousy grew wildly like weeds.

The smile on Han Xiyou's face faded immediately when he saw that the caller ID was not from Lan Jia, "Sister Qin."

"Yesterday, I asked you to contact Dean Zhang with news. Just today, preferably in the morning, tomorrow he is going to attend a medical seminar abroad, and he won't be back for the time being."

"Well, I see."

Han Xiyou hung up the phone and turned to look at Meng Lin, "The shooting in the morning has been postponed to the afternoon, come with me."

"Where are you going?" Meng Lin walked up to him and grabbed his hand.

Han Xiyou pulled out his hand indiscriminately, took the hat and put it on top of his head, "You'll know when we get there."

With a look of joy on Meng Lin's face, he strode up to Han Xiyou, sending a message to his manager to postpone the shooting.

But this kind of joy disappeared instantly when he saw the gate of the hospital. He could guess why Han Xiyou brought him here, but he stubbornly refused to believe it.

"Ting Wen, why do we want to be here?" Meng Lin asked him with a forced smile.

"Sister Qin helped me contact Dean Zhang and let him see if your leg can be cured."

Back then, Han Xiyou also wanted to help Meng Lin treat him, but at that time he was just a nameless ordinary person, and it was impossible to contact the best hospital and the best experts.

When he was able, Meng Lin left. After so many years, he was finally able to complete this matter.

Meng Lin sat in the car and watched him motionless, "Ting Wen, let's go back, I don't want to go to the hospital."

"Meng Lin, don't be willful. You are still young, so don't make fun of your body, okay?" Han Xiyou leaned over to help him unbuckle his seat belt, then strode out of the car and opened the passenger door.

"I don't want it!" Meng Lin held on to the car seat tightly, with an extremely sad expression on his face.

He couldn't, couldn't throw away the only bargaining chip in his hand, so he wouldn't have Han Xiyou again.

Han Xiyou lowered his hat, pulled Meng Lin out, and growled, "You have to be clear about your identity, it won't do us any good if you continue to make trouble."

"Then what?" Meng Lin hugged Han Xiyou suddenly, and said in a low voice as if begging: "Ting Wen, I can quit the entertainment industry, I can go to see a doctor obediently, and I don't want anything... Let's get together again, okay?" good?"

Han Xiyou opened his hands with a headache, and there were already many people around them watching them. What happened at this time would not be cleared up even if they jumped into the Yellow River.

"Meng Lin, let's go in first, please don't make a fuss?" Han Xiyou dragged him into the office building with strides, anyway, today can't be in vain.

Dean Zhang is a very respected old doctor who is well-known in orthopedics, but he has retired for many years and transferred to the management of the hospital.It took a lot of effort for Zhang Qin to help contact people this time, but luckily they were lucky.

When Dean Zhang saw the two people coming in, he asked a few words first, and frowned after watching the film they brought.

"Dean Zhang, can this still be cured?" Han Xiyou's face was also grim.

"I missed the best treatment time, but it's not impossible, you have to cooperate with the treatment."

Han Xiyou breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "We will try our best to cooperate, and I have to trouble you."

"Easy to say, easy to say."