Dressed as a rich and vicious husband and wife [Entertainment circle]

Jing Shen curled up in a corner of the sofa, as if he didn't get enough sleep.He vaguely heard someone open the door of the lounge, and a hand protruded a little from the thin blanket. He thought it was Er Fatty or Xiao Zhao who came in. When he spoke, the voice that came out of his throat was hoarse.

"Buy me a thermometer..."

No one answered his voice, and immediately, he felt something warm on his forehead, and he stroked it lightly twice.

Depth of Field opened his eyes, his vision was covered with fog, and when it gradually became clear, the man in front of him was wearing a tailored suit, with broad shoulders and long legs, leaning over to look at him, the corners of his mouth were pressed a little coldly.

"sick?"

The face of the person in front of him lost some of his rosy blood, his lips were pale, and the tails of his eyes drooped a little, like a dog that had been neglected by its owner.

After not being by his side for a few days, Goodbye turned into this sickly appearance.

Jing Shen sat up, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and coughed twice in embarrassment, "It should be a low-grade fever."

"Maybe... I'm not used to plane and hotel meals, I didn't sleep well, I exercised a lot, and I have a slight cold..."

The voice is getting smaller and smaller, more and more guilty.

Jin Li moved closer to him in the same posture just now, Jing Shen thought he was angry, and reflexively moved to the sofa, wrapping himself in a thin blanket.

Jin Li's movements paused, he took out the remote control from the gap in the sofa, pressed it a few times, and said in a bad tone, "You're blowing such a low air conditioner when you have a cold?"

No wonder the more you sleep, the colder you get, Jing Shen knows he is wrong, sits and leans his upper body forward, the blanket falls from his body, he hugs the man's waist affectionately, rubs his face against the soft fabric of his shirt, his hoarse voice contains the end Delicate.

"I don't know, it's so uncomfortable to be sick, and I don't want to be sick..."

Jin Li froze.

The door of the lounge was opened at this moment, "Brother Jing..."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Er Fatty felt like being struck by lightning, with an expression of doubting his life.

"Zong Zong Zong...President?! I'm sorry, I'll get out immediately!"

Jin Li squeezed the center of his eyebrows, "Wait."

Jing Shen has already sat back in embarrassment, his posture is honest and well-behaved, his mind is half awake and half dizzy like a paste.

Why did people come in suddenly?Jin Li has never made their relationship public, so he should be very concerned about being bumped into.

Also, what did he just say? !Why is he so...he can't take it anymore, Jin Li won't be disgusted by him...

Er Fatty came in and went out quickly, and when Jing Shen came back to his senses, Jin Li was sitting next to him, and put the thermometer on him seriously.

Depth of Field had trouble moving, Jin Li scooped up the porridge in his hand, and passed the white spoon to his lips. When he swallowed it, he was still thinking that Jin Li was actually feeding him porridge...

The outline of the facial features is perfect like a god, the thick eyelashes hang down in a focused arc, and the gentle expression is so charming.

When Jing Shen swallowed the porridge, he swallowed his saliva.

"Where is the pain?"

"Huh...?" When looking at the face, he couldn't hear what the owner of the face said.

Really sick and stupid, Jin Li felt a little helpless, and glanced at him, "Didn't you say it was uncomfortable?"

"Oh—" Jing Shen said slowly, "headache, lack of energy, all a little bit, not serious."

"Drink some porridge to rest your stomach," Jin Li wiped the corner of Jingshen's mouth, "There are painkillers at home."

When he got home, Jing Shen took a hot bath first.

Jin Li sent him back, and went directly to the study to work. Jing Shen sat on the bed and played with his mobile phone until his eyes became sore. Jin Li ordered Mrs. Liu to go upstairs and bring him fresh wolfberry and ginger soup.

"Mr. is so caring," said Aunt Liu. "Let me cook soup for you. I got stuck in the kitchen and asked if the soup is ready. Let me bring it up while it's hot. Let me cook a pot of porridge again, for fear of you I was eating light, and asked me to prepare a few light dishes."

Jing Shen listened without speaking, and drank ginger water with his head down, his eyes sparkling.

After a while, Mrs. Liu brought up the porridge and vegetables, and Jing Shen was almost full from drinking ginger water, and ate every mouthful.

Aunt Liu sat on a chair and chatted with him, "In the past two months, I've seen the relationship between the two of you get better and better, and I'm really happy from the bottom of my heart."

"Mr. Jin is not easy. Even though he is a few years older than you, you should take care of him more," Sister Liu sighed, "That's what I put it in a bad way... You did do a lot of stupid things before. Mr. Jin has caused troubles, and the family is either flying around or deserted, so it can't be considered a family."

"Although the marriage of husband and wife is now legal, the few couples I have seen are not as stable as husband and wife, and all of them broke up within two years. To be honest, you and Mr. Jin have been married for almost a year, and they are indifferent to each other. Yes, I thought it would last two years, but who knows that you are getting more and more loving now."

Jing Shen is usually eloquent, but facing a nagging elder like Mrs. Liu, he can't get in a word, he doesn't eat, his ears are almost red, and he listens to every sentence, little daughter-in-law like.

Jin Li pushed the door open and came in, and saw such a harmonious conversation scene.

"Sister-in-law Liu, it's getting late, go and rest."

"Hey," Mrs. Liu hurriedly got up, not to disturb the young couple anymore.

Jin Li walked to the bed, looked at Jing Shen's face, it was much better than in the afternoon...and more attractive than in the afternoon.

After he took a shower, he was moistened by the water vapor inside and out. For a sick person, the dizziness at the end of his eyes could not go away, as if he had been bullied and cried.

"Take your temperature again."

When Jin Li came out of the bathroom, the depth of field had been measured. It was almost the same as in the afternoon, and he still had a low fever.

In front of the depth of field is Jin Li wearing a bathrobe, water droplets fall from the tips of his hair into the hollow of his neck, the outline of his chest is faintly visible, and the muscles of his calves are well-proportioned and full of strength.When he walked towards the depth of field, the heart of the depth of field was beating uncontrollably, like fireworks that exploded the entire night sky.

And Jin Li didn't seem to notice how fascinated the person on the bed was by him, he went straight over, took Jingshen's phone away, and pressed him into the quilt, wrapping him tightly.

With a serious tone, "Cover it, don't move around even if it's hot."

Depth of field: "..." Good old father.

The brightness of the small light in front of the bed was turned to the lowest, and the tall figure of the man slowly lay down beside the depth of field, and the surrounding air became quiet with the darkness.

Jing Shen slept for a long time in the afternoon, without feeling sleepy at all, with his eyes open, he was tired from lying in one position, and moved slowly like a dropped frame.

"Not asleep yet?" Jin Li said suddenly.

"Can't sleep," Jing Shen said, "Did I wake you up?"

"No," Jin Li said, "Jing Shen, you will accompany me to a dinner party in a few days."

"Me?" Depth of Field was caught off guard.

"The charitable nature of celebrities requires artists to attend," Jin Li said briefly, "If you have time, come with me."

Usually this kind of dinner, which is an excellent opportunity for exposure and networking, goes to the upper-class celebrities and the big names promoted by the company, but the president of the company personally brings it, which has a different meaning.If it wasn't for the depth of field being around for a long time, I really believed in what Jin Li said lightly, "Go there when you have time".

"Oh..." Jing Shen dragged out his voice, and Jin Li acquiesced that he agreed, and didn't speak any more, and the atmosphere became silent again.

Jing Shen struggled for a long time, staring at a point on the ceiling and asked, "Do you not mind if others put me and you together? You probably don't like being discussed about private matters, but my assistant suddenly came in this afternoon, you seem Didn't say anything..."

"The people around you, they can know a little more," Jin Li paused for a moment, "I have handled things improperly, and my relationship with you is too concealed. If I reveal something to Lin Qiuhai, he will not do those things." thing."

"It's my fault," Jing Shen said in a low voice, "You are friends, and I influenced you."

In the weak to almost dimmed warm orange light, a warm palm touched Jing Shen's shoulder comfortingly.

"His problems have always existed. In the past two years, too many things have affected his judgment, and he has become extreme, not because of you."

People are such creatures, the longer time passes, the easier it is to overstep without realizing it, and the last thing Jin Li needs is self-righteous concern. His strength and innate gentleness can easily be misunderstood by others. It didn't take up any extra space for him.

Jin Li's eyes were dark and calm, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but his little finger was deliberately hooked at some point.

My heart softened instantly.

In the eyes of the depth of field, Jin Li looks unapproachable and cold and unfeeling, but in fact he is like Pandora's box. Once he finds the key, the whole world will open for it, so gentle and unbelievable.

No matter how hard the original owner tried, he couldn't break into Jin Li's heart, but Jing Shen knew that Jin Li was a person who was soft and not hard, and had a very good temper. He recognized Jing Shen's sincerity towards him, and he was unwilling to let him down , from being entangled by the depth of field, getting deeper and deeper.

Jin Li has always treated people well, but there is a clear difference between good and good.What Depth of Field got from him was something that Depth of Field didn't experience before, not even Bai Luo as the protagonist, he was the only one.

I really like Jin Li.

With the strength of that arm, Jing Shen pulled himself over, "Can I get closer to you?"

His implication was obvious, Jin Li closed his eyes, and said in a tone of restraint, "Kissing is not allowed."

Jing Shen pursed his lips, aggrieved.

"Isn't it okay if you don't put it in your mouth?"

"Shen Jing, you..." Jin Li's tone was full of helplessness, he was still not quite used to the occasional sudden, bold and amorous straightforwardness of Shen Shen.

The depth of field has already turned sideways, touched Jin Li's face, and leaned over to plant kisses on his face, the touch is as light as a butterfly's wings brushing against his cheeks.

After a while, he lay back down again, tortured both psychologically and physically, quite self-defeating, "I won't kiss anymore."

Can't touch Jin Li's lips, this, this is also called kiss?

Not finished yet.

Depth of Field was lying on the bed like a dead fish, after a while, his back suddenly writhed from the bed like a spring, pressed against Jin Li's body through two thin quilts, and raised his hand to touch his Adam's apple.

"Mr. Jin, why are you so tolerant? Is it because you have a problem or I'm not attractive?" Depth of Field intentionally spoke close to Jin Li's ear, and the end of the voice was charming, "Jin Li... I was so hot that I was covered, Not only is it hot outside, I heard that people with fever are also hotter than usual inside..."

Depth of Field was too dishonest this night, who could stand his provocation like this.

Jin Li was about to be laughed out of anger, and couldn't care less about Jing Shen's constant slurs, almost grinding his teeth, "Do you want to get sicker?"

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