When cannon fodder becomes a sand sculpture

Wen Shuang was almost half-supported and half-hugged by Xuan Zhe to get into the car.

Mr. Xuan's face was so ugly that Cao Nanyu didn't dare to let Yu Feng go, so he let the guards detain him.

Yu Feng looked at the car leaving in the dust, and his expression was in a daze for a moment.

It took Wen Shuang all the way to reunite the brains that had been scattered by Yu Feng's punch, and when he regained consciousness a little, he realized that his posture with Xuan Zhe was too ambiguous. To be precise, he was stuck in Xuan Zhe's arms , the big man sat calmly, without any intention of forcing, Wen Shuang was suddenly embarrassed, and tried to back away a little bit, but Xuan Zhe suddenly lowered his head, put a hand on his shoulder, and asked in a deep voice: "It's uncomfortable again. ?”

In fact, it has been uncomfortable all the time, Wen Shuang is very afraid of pain, but no one has asked him that, and his heart sank somewhere, he nodded in a mysterious way: "Yeah."

"Let's sleep for a while, it's almost here." Xuanzhe looked at the road ahead, his eyes were always firm, and even the wind and rain couldn't be shaken by half, such a person shouldn't be the bleak ending in the original book, Wen Shuang thought to himself .

Xuanzhe said hello in advance, so it is very convenient to see a doctor. Recently, half of Wenshuang's face has been swollen, and his words are not as clear as before. The doctor first cleaned his mouth, made sure there was no broken skin, and then disinfected and reduced the swelling. Xuanzhe was waiting at the door, and was about to make a call when he heard a scream, his brows jumped, and he immediately pushed the door open and went in.

Wen Shuang seemed to be running for the door, but unfortunately one arm was held down by the doctor, and she couldn't run away at all. When she saw Xuan Zhe, she immediately stretched out her hand, expressing her grievances with a "woo woo woo", which contrasted with the medicated oil Half of the swollen face, how could it be described as "horrible"!

Xuanzhe was a little blindsided.

"What are you doing if you don't take the medicine properly?" Xuan Zhe said in a deep voice.

"I'll go to ashes... keep it... no, don't knead it..." Wen Shuang tried her best to express her meaning clearly.

Xuan Zhe snorted softly, showing the ugly face of a capitalist, "Go back and raise it slowly?" As if he didn't see Wen Shuang nodded sharply, he continued: "Then what should I do if I don't do well before the recording of the show next week? You will bear the losses caused? "

As soon as these words came out, Wen Shuang became quiet for an instant, and he sat back slowly, closed his eyes and waited for the doctor to open up wasteland on his face.

After he did this, Xuanzhe felt uncomfortable. After a few seconds of silence, President Xuan wiped his hands with an alcohol cotton pad beside him, and then took the externally applied medicine.

The doctor felt inexplicably that he was redundant, and seeing that Mr. Xuan's technique was okay, he withdrew.

Wen Shuang smelled the familiar smell, and felt that the palms that were massaged this time were much gentler. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xuan Zhe's magnified handsome face. This person is really good-looking, with black pupils and thick eyelashes, which is worthy of the appearance in the original book The ceiling made it impossible to find a single fault. He was absorbed in looking at it, and the pain was relieved a lot. Until the rubbing was finished, the two of them maintained this weird and tacit posture.

"Does it look good?" Xuanzhe looked indifferent.

Wen Shuang said sincerely, "It looks good." Without any flattery, it was like appreciating a unique piece of art, and I thought it looked good from the bottom of my heart.

Xuanzhe: "..."

"Tell me, why did you think of helping Yu Feng?" Xuan Zhe gently put the remaining medicine on the table, and the waves in his heart gradually lifted. He was close at that time, heard what Yu Feng said, and knew what Wen Shuang said. Lei Wenxu was moved and went to visit Yu Feng's mother.

Wen Shuang gently pressed the hot cheek, and after a while, seeing that Xuanzhe was still listening attentively, he sighed: "I have to...make up for something." Otherwise, according to the pissing nature of this world against him, sooner or later Dazed.

Xuanzhe had a half-smile but not a smile: "Do you want to be a good person?"

"You can understand it this way." Wen Shuang said softly, "I think that if a person is alive, there is always a chance to reform himself, right?"

Xuan Zhe nodded, not sure if he believed it or not, "Yu Feng is still detained in the company, according to what you mean, let him go?"

"Let it go." Wen Shuang didn't hesitate: "I won't hold him accountable." Compared with what the original body did to Yu Feng, the punch was considered light, and besides, didn't he have the golden thigh of Xuan Zhe?Hold on tight and you'll be fine!

Xuan Zhe ordered to go down with a phone call, while Wen Shuang went for a full-body examination.

No one would believe it, Wen Shuang was punched and suffered a slight concussion, looking at the inspection report Xuanzhe didn't know what to say, saying that he was crispy and he was panting.

"Rest well, take the medicine on time, and recover within a week." The doctor told me before leaving.

Wen Shuang looked "well-behaved and sensible", but in fact, he was thinking of throwing the medicine into the trash can when he turned around. It wasn't his skin, but the kind that really hurt when he got on it, so painful that he couldn't control his tears, and he couldn't go back. Everyone uses Xuanzhe as a "painkiller", right?Wen Shuang calculated that the swelling would subside in four or five days at most, and the marks would be covered with foundation when the time came, it would be perfect.

Unexpectedly, the medicine bag in his hand was suddenly taken away, Wen Shuang turned his head and looked at Xuan Zhe in a daze.

Xuanzhe weighed it, and said in a light tone, "Want to throw it away?"

Wen Shuang: "..." Did this person install a bug in his mind? !

"I saved you again today." Xuanzhe said to himself: "The kindness of dripping water will be repaid by the spring, Wenshuang, do you know how to do it?"

Wen Shuang had an instant epiphany, and said kindly: "Shall I bring you food?"

"Yeah." Xuan Zhe replied, "I'll personally watch you administer the medicine after delivering the meal."

Wen Shuang: "..."

So in the next few days, Cao Nanyu will see a very novel scene. Wen Shuang goes in with a disheveled lunch box, and when she comes out with tears in her eyes, she can catch a glimpse of Mr. Xuan wiping his mouth with a paper towel in satisfaction from the crack of the door...

Ah this...

What the hell are they doing? !Cao Nanyu was so anxious that she scratched her head and started to build a building with everyone on the forum.

A few days ago, Mr. Xuan was "hero to save the beauty", with that posture, that desire to protect, a group of people yelled on the forum, "I can!" Crying is true love.

It seems that except for the two parties involved, the entire company has joined the ranks of knocking CP whether it is sincerely or just to watch the excitement.

Wen Shuang came to deliver the meal today, thinking about whether to discuss with Mr. Xuan later, the marks are almost gone, so the medicine will not be applied, but it hurts a little when I press it, who knows that Cao Nanyu suddenly flashes to the front, The tone is rare and serious: "If you go in and don't talk, don't talk, don't mess with President Xuan."

Wen Shuang was taken aback: "Mr. Xuan is in a bad mood?"

Some things are inconvenient for Cao Nanyu to talk about, so she just pushed Wenshuang's shoulder: "Remember anyway."

Wen Shuang let out an "oh", and when he entered, he found that Xuanzhe's face was gloomy, and his surroundings were oppressed, as if he could squeeze the oxygen out of the human alveoli in the next second.

"Mr. Xuan." Wen Shuang gently put the food box on the table, "I made your favorite sweet and sour pork today, and I made an extra serving, would you like to try it?"

When Xuan Zhe is in a bad mood, he doesn't like other people to make noise. Wen Shuang arrived 10 minutes early today, otherwise he planned to send someone a message not to come, but Wen Shuang spoke in such a low voice, the anger in his heart seemed to have encountered cold dew , not only extinguished, but also a little bit of coolness spread.

Xuanzhe actually hoped that he could say a few more words.

"What else is there besides sweet and sour pork?" Xuan Zhe asked.

"Grilled fish!" Wen Shuang Xianbao brought it out for him like a treasure, a small sea bass, watered in soup on the skin, sprinkled with chopped green onions to make people quite appetizing, "and stir-fried choy sum, this choy sum is the best thing I bought after get off work last night It's fresh, try it."

Xuanzhe picked up the chopsticks and ate quietly, forgetting who said that food can heal the soul, Xuanzhe felt that it was exaggerated, but at the moment he did feel a little more relaxed.

Seeing him like this, Wen Shuang didn't dare to bring up the matter of not taking the medicine anymore, so she took the initiative to lean in front of the mirror and began to grin her teeth.

Xuan Zhe looked at his various expressions and smiled silently.

At this moment, he finally believed that Wen Shuang really wanted to turn around because of all these things.