Slag Gong's Bai Yueguang substitute doesn't want to do it anymore

In the dim light, the voice that rang in my ears had a gritty, coarse-grained feel.

When Zhai Siluo met Shen Zhuoli's exceptionally deep black eyes, his heart trembled unconsciously.He lowered his eyes, avoiding the man's gaze.

"I fell because I didn't stand still."

Shen Zhuoli smiled, took a step closer, and trapped him even deeper in his arms.

"Obviously you are worried about me, why don't you admit it?"

Zhai Siluo pursed his lips, subconsciously wanting to refute, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the man's warm lips pressed against him.

Zhai Siluo widened his eyes and looked at him in panic.This is the lounge in the backstage, and employees from the TV station will come in at any time.In case someone bumps into them...

He stretched out his hand to push Shen Zhuoli away, but Shen Zhuoli pressed his arm against the wall behind him.

"Um……"

Between lips and teeth, some shameful memories flooded into his mind again, Zhai Siluo's cheeks were flushed, he tightly grabbed Shen Zhuoli's arm with his fingers, and wanted to kick him, but he was concerned about the injury to his lower abdomen, with a hesitant expression .

Shen Zhuoli saw all the subtle changes in his face, and when he had tasted enough of his mouth, he kindly let him go.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?" Zhai Siluo's eyes were rounded, and his tone was sullen.

"I'm here, they won't come in without authorization, don't worry."

The clothes on Zhai Siluo's body were still wet, and it was extremely uncomfortable to stick to his body. He pushed Shen Zhuoli away, "Please go out first, I have to change clothes."

He raised his hand to close the door, but Shen Zhuoli grabbed his arm. The man looked at him deeply, with pleading in his tone.

"Xiao Luo, don't be angry with me, okay? If there is something wrong with me, just tell me, and I will correct it."

Zhai Siluo raised his eyes to look at him, he was silent for a few seconds, and said softly, "A few days ago, Shen Weixi told me that the reason why you were stabbed in the parking lot that time and you were injured so badly was because you didn't hide at all, right? ?”

Shen Zhuoli hesitated for a few seconds, then hummed lightly.

Zhai Siluo's eyes were full of confusion and disappointment, "Are you stupid? Even if you wanted to send Shen Jianye to prison, you wouldn't use this method? How could you hurt yourself like this? If Aunt Zhuo knew..."

Shen Zhuoli twitched his lips, "Maybe, there are not many people in this world who really care about me. Xiao Luo, I feel very happy that you care about me so much."

"I didn't care before, whether I was seriously injured or belittled by others, I didn't care, but now it's different, because I still have you, I promise, I will never get hurt casually again, I will live a good life, do you believe me ?”

Zhai Siluo looked at him and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

He quickly took a step back and pushed Shen Zhuoli out.

Another male guest came in with a changing bag. Seeing Shen Zhuoli sitting on the bench, he greeted him with some surprise.

"Mr. Shen, are you feeling better?"

Shen Zhuoli nodded, as if he had greeted him, then he picked up his things and walked out without expression.

The male guest was a little confused, and was about to find the locker when the door of the next compartment opened suddenly, and Zhai Siluo, who had changed into new casual clothes, came out.

He was wondering why Shen Zhuoli was alone in the waiting room, and now seeing Zhai Siluo, he immediately understood everything. It seems that the relationship between the uncle and nephew is quite good, they pretended not to know each other on stage, but they were quite close in private.

"Mr. Zhai, did Mr. Shen come to see you just now?" The male guest wanted to chat with him a little bit more.

"No, he came in looking for the toilet."

After Zhai Siluo finished speaking, he carried his bag and walked out.

How could these two be more cruel than the other? They really are a family.

The male guest sighed in his heart.

In the second half, the program team didn't dare to let Shen Zhuoli participate in any game sessions, for fear that he would bump into him again. After all, if such a boss-level character makes any mistakes, they can't bear the responsibility.

Although Shen Zhuoli was sitting under the stage, Zhai Siluo could always feel his eyes firmly locked on him throughout the game.When he was on the stage before, Shen Zhuoli was not so unscrupulous, but now he is sitting in the front row of the audience, the heat in his eyes is no longer concealed, and even across the crowd, Zhai Siluo can feel his real gaze.

At the end of the game session, Zhai Siluo, as the person who worked the most, was sweating profusely. He didn't know if it was because of the soaking in the water before. After the recording ended, he sneezed several times when he went to the lounge to change clothes.

Just before stepping off the stage, he saw Shen Zhuoli disappeared from the auditorium, and heard from the director team that he answered a phone call midway, probably because the company had something to do, so he left first.

Zhai Siluo felt a little lost in his heart, and felt that he was really hypocritical. He was the one who pushed the man away first, but he couldn't see him for a while, and his heart was empty, feeling that something was missing.

When I came out of the recording studio, it was already very late, the street lights on both sides of the street were all turned on, the lights were just on, and the traffic flowed like weaving.

Zhai Siluo was hungry, so hungry that his assistant put a piece of bread for him to fill his stomach first.

"Brother Siluo, I've ordered the takeaway for you, and it will be delivered almost as soon as we get to the villa."

"Okay, I'll sleep for a while, and call me when you arrive."

After recording for more than ten hours, Zhai Siluo was so sleepy that he fell asleep.

When he arrived at the villa, the assistant woke him up. He wondered if he didn't get enough sleep. When he got out of the car, Zhai Siluo felt that his head was still groggy, his eyelids were heavy, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead.

Back home, the takeaway has been delivered.He was hungry early in the morning, but seeing the aroma of the food, he lost his appetite, fell asleep on the sofa again after eating a few casual bites.

In a daze, the doorbell rang.After a while, he slowly sat up from the sofa and rubbed his eyes.

He walked to the entrance with his heavy legs, and saw in the surveillance, Shen Zhuoli standing outside the door, with Xiao Jiu who was scratching the door under his feet.

Ze Siluo opened the door.

"Xiao Luo, Xiao Jiu hasn't seen you for several days, so I have to—" Seeing Zhai Siluo's face, Shen Zhuoli paused for a while, he frowned slightly, and stepped forward to touch Zhai Siluo's forehead.

"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

"I'm fine. I'm just sleepy. I just want to sleep." Zhai Siluo turned around and wanted to go back, but he tripped over something and was about to fall forward when his waist suddenly sank and was firmly supported by the man behind him. Take it into your arms.

Shen Zhuoli carried him to the sofa, and saw the takeaway box on the coffee table that was basically untouched, his brows frowned even deeper.

He called his family doctor and asked him to come right away.

Xiao Jiu didn't know that the other owner was sick. Seeing Zhai Siluo lying on the sofa, she excitedly climbed up along his feet, rubbed back and forth on his legs, and even jumped to his chest. The paws kept stepping on milk on his body.

Zhai Siluo only felt a sense of suffocation coming from his chest, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that Xiao Jiu was nestling in his chest, squinting his eyes comfortably.Xiao Jiu has gained a lot of weight since he was sterilized, and his already fluffy hair has grown back, nestling on his chest like a big ball of wool.

Zhai Siluo coughed twice, reached out his hand helplessly and pamperingly to touch Xiao Jiu's head, and was about to coax him down, when his chest lightened suddenly, and it was Xiao Jiu who was thrown from the sofa by Shen Zhuoli pinching the back of his neck. go down.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have brought him here, this guy is just making trouble."

"How did you raise it? I think he is much fatter than before, and if he continues like this, he will have to find a way to lose weight..."

Seeing that Zhai Siluo was so ill and still concerned about Xiao Jiu's weight, Shen Zhuoli couldn't help laughing, he reached out and touched Zhai Siluo's forehead.

"What else can I do, raise it as before, if you can't see it, I'll put it here for you to raise."

Zhai Siluo snorted coldly, trying to refute him, but his body was limp, and he didn't even have the strength to argue with him. He guessed that he was really going to have a fever, his forehead was so hot, and his consciousness gradually became a little blurred.

He turned over uncomfortably, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Shen Zhuoli turning around and walking out, his mind suddenly became hot, and he grabbed Shen Zhuoli's sleeve without thinking anything.

"Don't go."

Shen Zhuoli held Xiao Jiu in one arm, and turned to look at him in surprise.The young man curled up on the sofa, looking at it with aggrieved and attached eyes with watery black eyes.His heart suddenly softened, and he stretched out his hand to hold the young man's hand.

"I'll send Xiao Jiu back, and I'll be right back."

Shen Zhuoli sighed in his heart, probably only when he was sick, this guy would reveal his truest side.Clearly relying on him so much and hating him, but when being questioned by himself, he is always stubborn and refuses to admit it.

Zhai Siluo also found that he seemed to be making a fuss over a molehill, his ears were slightly red, and he let go.

After a while, the family doctor arrived.

He checked Zhai Siluo, and the diagnosis was a common cold. He prescribed some antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, and told him to take a good rest for a few days before leaving.

Seeing that Zhai Siluo was uncomfortable lying on the sofa, Shen Zhuoli carried him into the bedroom.Before leaving, the doctor told him several methods of physical cooling, and told him that if Zhai Siluo's high fever persisted, he could try those methods.

Zhai Siluo nestled under the quilt, exuding high fever all over his body, and there was throbbing pain in the depths of his temples, as if the nerves there were being pulled by something.Shen Zhuoli tried to cover him with a quilt several times, but he kicked him away again.

Shen Zhuoli guessed that he was too hot. Thinking of what the doctor said before, he found a handkerchief, dipped it in some alcohol, untied his pajamas, and helped him wipe his neck, armpits and back.

In the middle of the night, Zhai Siluo's fever slowly subsided. Shen Zhuoli was worried about him, and took his temperature every hour, but he still dared not close his eyes.

When it was daylight, he finally couldn't resist the drowsiness that struck him, and fell asleep leaning against Zhe Siluo's bedside.

Zhai Siluo slowly opened his eyes amidst the clear and crisp bird song. Compared with yesterday's heaviness, his body is much lighter now.As soon as he turned his head, he found that Shen Zhuoli was lying beside his bed, his face was tired, and there was already a circle of black and blue under his eyes.

The light golden morning light came in and fell on the man's handsome side face, Zhai Siluo's heart moved slightly, staring at his sleeping face, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and traced the outline of his side face from the air.

Before his hand dropped, Shen Zhuoli's eyelids moved, as if feeling the light, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Little Luo, when did you wake up? How do you feel now?" The first thing Shen Zhuoli did when he woke up was to reach out his hand to his forehead.

Ze Siluo took out the thermometer under his arm and showed it to him.

"36:[-], it's normal, it doesn't burn anymore."

Shen Zhuoli took a careful look at the thermometer, and after confirming that the temperature was normal, he finally felt relieved.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I'll let Wang Ma do it."

He turned to leave, but his arm was pulled by the young man on the bed. Zhe Siluo didn't speak, but just grabbed his hand, raised his cheek, and rubbed against the back of his hand.

"Brother Zhuo Li, let's make up."

"It was all my fault before, sorry."

Shen Zhuoli looked at him in disbelief. He stayed for a few seconds before reacting abruptly. He turned around and grabbed Zhai Siluo's hand tightly.

"Xiao Luo, are you serious?"

"Ah."

After his illness, Zhai Siluo seemed to see through many things.There are too many accidents in life. In his last life, he died in a car accident. Will he encounter any accidents in this life?He never thought about this possibility, but recently he began to worry more and more.

The only thing he can do now is to cherish the days with Shen Zhuoli.

Shen Zhuoli was overjoyed and kissed his forehead.

"I don't want to eat the breakfast made by Wang Ma today, can you make it for me?" Zhai Siluo looked at him expectantly.

No matter who it is, if they see wet eyes like this little milk dog, they will probably soften their hearts.Shen Zhuo couldn't help but pinched his face and smiled gently.

"Okay, you wait, I'll make breakfast today."

This was the first time that Zhai Siluo saw Shen Zhuoli cooking since the two had been together for so many days.Most of the men are in suits and leather shoes, and they look like business elites. Because they are busy with business, they naturally don't have time to spend in the kitchen.Seeing him roll up his shirt sleeves and start chopping vegetables with a dignified appearance, Zhai Siluo felt very fresh.

What Shen Zhuoli wants to do is noodles with scallion oil. There are no other ingredients at home, only noodles and some vegetables. Fortunately, there are two boxes of eggs in the bottom compartment of the freezer. While cooking the noodles, Shen Zhuoli turned on another stove , start frying eggs in a pan.

Wrapped in a thin blanket, Zhai Siluo leaned against the door of the refrigerator, admiring the scene of him cooking with great interest.

Why didn't he realize that Shen Zhuoli's cooking skills were so good before?Every action is clean and neat, without sloppy.It is conceivable that the things made will not be bad.

"Brother Zhuo Li, when did you learn to cook?"

Shen Zhuoli paused the hand holding the spatula, thinking of something, his expression was a little melancholy, with a bit of nostalgia.

"Around seven years old, my mother taught me. Once she was sick and couldn't get up to make breakfast for me, so I started to learn how to do it myself. Heh, but after so many years, cooking skills are still nothing Grow."

Zhai Siluo felt the slight sadness in his tone, he couldn't help frowning, walked behind Shen Zhuoli lightly, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"If Auntie Zhuo sees you now, she will be very happy in heaven."

"I hope... Be careful, oil will splash out."

Shen Zhuoli moved back and separated his hands, for fear that he would be splashed by the hot oil in the pan.

The smell of fried eggs filled the entire kitchen, Zhai Siluo sniffed, the glutton in his stomach was about to move, watching Shen Zhuoli put up the noodles, he couldn't wait to take them and serve them to the table.

"Eat fried eggs first, fried eggs tend to get cold."

Shen Zhuoli poured some soy sauce on the steaming fried egg, and Zhai Siluo poked it with chopsticks, and the golden-yellow sugar center flowed out.

Zhai Siluo's favorite food is sugar-coated eggs. With green eyes, he brought the plate to his hand, and he finished two fried eggs that were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

After breakfast, Shen Zhuoli didn't go to the company, but stayed with him at home.The two nestled on the sofa in the private theater again, and finished watching the western movie that they hadn't finished last time.

This time, it was Zhai Siluo who watched more intently, without blinking his eyes. As for Shen Zhuoli, he fell asleep after seeing half of it.

Seeing Shen Zhuoli leaning on one side of the sofa, his eyelashes drooping, and his breathing gradually becoming even, Zhai Siluo wanted to laugh but felt distressed at the same time. He found a thin blanket to cover Shen Zhuoli, and was just going downstairs to get some fruit. He was caught by Shen Zhuoli again.

Shen Zhuoli opened his eyes a little, and looked at him sleepily.

"Don't go, stay here with me."

Zhai Siluo had no choice but to sit back.

"I'm not leaving, you can rest assured to sleep."

Shen Zhuoli held him tightly with one hand, and after a long while, he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and fell into a sweet sleep.