After the wealthy divorced

It was already ten o'clock at night after the meet and greet, and the fans were still reluctant to leave. Chu Yang and the others said they were going to have a barbecue, but Wen Nanshu went back first after getting angry recently.Back at the hotel, the downstairs was already surrounded by fans who were waiting here in advance. Wen Nanshu returned to the room with a bunch of dolls and letters sent by fans in his arms.

When he got to the room, Wen Nanshu suddenly felt a little hungry. Since he got sick, his digestive system couldn't accumulate food. If he ate too much, he couldn't digest it. If he ate too little, he would get hungry quickly.He was about to call the hotel for an appointment, but he also thought that Shen Yan's character needed to appear more emaciated and malnourished in front of the camera. After hesitating for a while, he decided not to eat.

He came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, took the script and sat at the desk to do homework, when the doorbell rang.

"Pei Yu?"

Wen Nanshu looked at the person at the door in surprise.

"What are you doing here when you're not in the hospital?"

It took only about two hours to drive from City K to City A, but it took Pei Yu three and a half hours to get here. He was carrying the porridge that he specially detoured to buy for Wen Nanshu in his hand.

"See if you have eaten well."

Pei Yu went in to change his shoes, and sat down at the dining table. The bandage had been removed from the wrist that was exposed when he was eating: "How did you remove it? The doctor said it? What about the injury on your shoulder, let me take a look."

As soon as Pei Yu sat down, he saw Wen Nanshu coming over to take off his coat to look at his injuries. They have been taking off his clothes to look at his back for so many years. Pei Yu can clearly feel the inside of Wen Nanshu's back. This kind of action is like It's like getting used to it.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Wen Nanshu's unconsciously worried look, Pei Yu smiled slightly, and took Wen Nanshu's hand: "If you want to see it, you have to take it off for you after eating. "

Pei Yu's ending sound was low and upward, with a three-pointed joke of an old couple. He restrained Wen Nanshu's wrist like this, and the two of them were very close, one high and the other low. Wen Nanshu had just finished washing After taking a bath, the rose fragrance of the shower gel on her wet body floated under Pei Yu's nose.

Wen Nanshu didn't notice, and glared at him: "...you are serious! You are not in the hospital, what if the wound is infected?"

The fragrance of Wen Nanshu's body made Pei Yu feel dry. He only felt his throat was thirsty and hot. He wanted to have something cold and iced to cool down. There was a greedy person in front of him. Pei Yu let go of Wen Nanshu's hand , then grabbed his waist and hugged Wen Nanshu, who was slightly cold.

"You have been sleeping with me recently. You are not here. I can't sleep well, and I can't rest well. The doctor said it is not conducive to wound recovery."

Pei Yu buried his head on Wen Nanshu's waist, rubbing the tip of his nose against the moist aroma of the skin under the smooth and soft forging pajamas, it seemed that he was not embarrassed at all to show weakness and act like a baby to Wen Nanshu, just like his inborn Sharp teeth can tear apart all enemies who invade the domain, and it is also a habitual instinct to show Wen Nanshu his belly and want to be stroked.

What's more, he almost threw his life at the bottom of the mountain before he went back to Wen Nanshu's bed, and he tasted the sweetness for ten days, and he still behaved, how could that be?

Wen Nanshu let Pei Yu wrap his arms around his waist, and lost his temper.

"Did the doctor say you can leave the hospital? Don't drive now if you are injured."

"There is a driver, just change the dressing at the hospital in City A these two days." Pei Yu took Wen Nanshu's hand, carefully looked at the scars that hadn't shed scabs, and frowned, "I don't know if there will be scars." , In the past two days, I asked He Ji to go to the hospital to prescribe some medicine for removing scars, which should be applied on time."

Wen Nanshu's eyes suddenly became a little cold: "If you stay, you can stay, a big man, just don't look at things that don't look good."

"What's the matter?" Pei Yu was keen and found something wrong: "Hey, where do you want to go, my wife looks the best with or without scars."

Knowing that Wen Nanshu would get the wrong meaning, Pei Yu lifted up Wen Nanshu's pajamas with a big palm, lowered his head and kissed the ugly incision on his thin waist and abdomen: "... I am the one who feels bad, now I see that you have injuries on your body , It's like my spine is nailed."

"Hiss...Pei Yu..."

The healed scar turned purple, but the sensitive and immature granulation was kissed by Pei Yu, bringing a strange heat and feeling of numbness up to the toes, but Wen Nanshu was held by Pei Yu's waist and couldn't move, so he had to push Pei Yu's. Head: "...itch, stop making trouble!"

An itch in Wen Nanshu's mouth made Pei Yu lick his lips, and finally he had to let go first: "...Are you hungry? I brought you porridge."

Pei Yu took out the porridge and a few dishes: "Sit down and eat first. Wei Siyan said that you didn't recover well when you were hospitalized. Your immune system is weak and your gastrointestinal function is weak. Now that you have such a heavy workload, you need to keep up with your nutrition. Don’t be hungry, porridge is better for digestion.”

Open the lid, and you will find delicious and fragrant abalone porridge. All the ingredients are made of deep-water abalone viscera that is directly airlifted from Mexico and boiled in soup.

"...I won't eat, I'm not hungry."

Wen Nanshu tidied up his clothes, but his stomach was growling and he didn't dare to smell it.

"Why aren't you hungry? Don't you often cry hungry at night?"

Wen Nanshu took the script and signaled Pei Yu: "The characters in the new movie need it. I can't eat supper recently. The characters need to be thinner to present."

Pei Yu frowned as soon as he heard it, and took his script and flipped through it: "What role? He Ji didn't tell me that he wanted it..."

"Huh?" Wen Nanshu listened to him chant.

"...It's nothing," Pei Yu asked, "If both "A Brilliant Life" and "The Wind and the Moon" were selected, which one would you choose?"

Wen Nanshu was puzzled: "...There is no comparison. Of course, I chose Brilliant Life. The play directed by Chi Ye is spiritual, and I like the script better. It's not that "Feng Yue Lian Cheng" is bad, but it's too commercial, so the script was changed. It’s a mess, I’m afraid it won’t get a good reputation when it’s filmed.”

Hearing that Wen Nanshu said he likes it, Pei Yu felt 1 comfortable. That Lin Kaiping and Zhao Guoxin made it clear that they wanted to take Wen Nanshu's popularity and throw it away halfway to make the movie more popular. Heh, he can present better ones. give him.

"It's fine if you like it. Look where there is still meat on your waist? You are already skinny enough, besides, your body is not as important as making a movie. Eat first, it's okay."

Wen Nanshu was really hungry, but Pei Yu was still fanning the flames, so he simply took the script and went to the sofa to take notes.

Before he could turn two pages, Pei Yu came over with porridge.

"You really don't want to eat? Eat a few bites, and you won't grow much meat after a few bites."

"…I will not eat."

Wen Nanshu changed into pajamas, Pei Yu looked at the gray silk satin shiningly attached to his body, the slender waist and the thin paper, Pei Yu felt as if he had passed through a sieve.

"Can you fall asleep when you are hungry at night without eating? If you can't sleep, you have to keep getting up to go to the toilet, and you can't sleep well."

Wen Nanshu tends to get up at night when he is hungry.

Wen Nan didn't lift his head, but pushed Pei Yu's bowl: "I don't eat that, take it away."

When he pushed, Pei Yu's injured shoulder rested on the sofa behind him, hissing in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Nanshu raised his eyebrows.

"fine…,"

Wen Nanshu was worried, so he dragged him to the bedroom to have a look. Pei Yu took off his coat and shirt, and dark red blood had already seeped from the center of the bandage on the back of his shoulder.

He ran from city K to city A, and it was inevitable that he would grind his wounds.

"You wait, I'll get you the medicine."

Wen Nanshu came over with disinfectant cotton, while Pei Yu was lying on the bed with his upper body naked. Just as Wen Nanshu's bandages were half removed, the doorbell rang.

It was Chu Yang and Chen Xiaoke who came back from the barbecue.

"Did Brother Nan Shu sleep?! I brought you some supper, Song Xiao bought a card, let's play games together!"