The overlord begged me to help him maintain his personality [Transmigration Book]

The fingers typing on the keyboard paused, and he looked this way from the corner of his eye.

Then, as if he hadn't heard anything, he lowered his head again and looked at the computer screen.

Jiang Suwan stared at him, and said again: "Lu Ye, my hand hurts."

This sentence was like pouring a large dose of pepper into a lukewarm porridge, and Lu immediately responded.

He closed the computer, but didn't do anything else, just looked at Jiang Suwan leisurely, with an arrogant look: "Aren't you so good? Open it yourself."

Although he said so, he put the computer aside, got up and dusted off the non-existent dust on his clothes, looked left and right, pretended not to care at all, and slowly walked towards Jiang Suwan.

Jiang Suwan sat on the bed and waited for him to open the lunch box. Seeing his complacent look, he pursed his lips, but he didn't make trouble.

"Is it up to me in the end?" Lu Ye looked down, with a look of success.

Jiang Suwan didn't bother to talk to him, seeing that he hadn't opened it for a long time, she urged, "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

Lu also glared at him: "The ones who open their mouths have to wait for me."

However, the lid is a little hard to open.

It should be that the posture is wrong, change the posture and try again.

So Lu also changed his posture. He held the box in the palm of his hand, grasped the edge of the lid with his right hand, and exerted force until the veins on the back of his hand bulged, but the lid did not move at all.

I asked you to cover it tightly, but I didn't ask you to cover it so tightly!

Jiang Suwan heard him chanting words, leaned closer to listen, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Lu also said with a dark face, "It's nothing."

He faltered and didn't open it for a long time, Jiang Suwan clutched his stomach and howled, "Can you do it?"

"Better than you."

After a lot of effort, Lu finally opened the lid.

He didn't know what stimulated him, so he didn't eat, and sat in the corner with the computer in his arms.

If before, Jiang Suwan was barely able to eat with a spoon, but it was his right hand that was strained, let alone eating with a spoon, it would hurt badly if he raised it even a little.

"Aren't you eating?" Jiang Suwan asked.

"I'm not hungry, I'm full." Lu Ye said expressionlessly.

Jiang Suwan gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you angry? I just said it casually. Lu You is better at talking than you. When you made me angry, you made me happy, but now you turn your face and don't recognize anyone? "

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows, and looked at the problem from a tricky angle: "You know I let him go? Then you still have such a good chat with him? You should come to me anyway?"

"What am I looking for you for? Are you being bullied?" Jiang Suwan sneered.

"Bullying? When did I bully you?" Lu Ye looked confused, as if he was about to die.

Jiang Suwan snorted coldly: "Didn't you want to bully me? I'm not that stupid yet, so I'll let you bully me."

"..."

Lu also thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he had indeed said something similar.

He straightened his expression and said, "What I said is not the same as what you think."

Jiang Suwan was so hungry that he didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he said directly, "My wound hurts and I can't hold a spoon."

Lu Yetian smiled smugly: "Don't lie to me, your hand is almost healed, I won't compromise so easily."

"I didn't lie to you. You walked too fast during the day, I tried to pull you but failed, and opened the wound." Jiang Suwan said.

Lu also asked suspiciously: "Really?"

Jiang Suwan was speechless: "Believe it or not. If you don't help, please call me a nurse."

Lu also saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he put down the computer with a serious face, strode to him, picked up Jiang Suwan's hands and looked at it.

He had a new gauze on his hand, but sporadic blood stains still penetrated the tiger's mouth on his right hand. Lu Ye's heart tightened, and he turned his head to look into the trash can, and there were a few bloody toilet paper thrown in it.

"Did I tear it apart?" Lu Ye asked solemnly.

Jiang Suwan withdrew his hand and nodded generously: "Yes."

Lu Ye took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You are taking such a big step, I realized that the person has long since disappeared."

"Then you don't know how to call me?" Lu Ye's tone was blunt, staring at him bitterly.

Jiang Suwan didn't pay attention to his anger, and said flatly: "The phone is broken, besides, you don't have a phone."

This speech made Lu Ye speechless. He almost stayed in the ward for the past two days and had no one to contact, so he simply forgot about it.

Lu Ye's heart sank, he squeezed his fist and exposed his wrist in front of Jiang Suwan: "Take a bite and use it harder."

Jiang Suwan took a look at him, and saw that he closed his eyes as if looking at death, he couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, and slowly moved his head closer.

Warm breath sprinkled on his wrist, Lu Ye quietly opened one eye, and saw that Jiang Suwan's mouth was half open, and his beautiful lips were about to stick to his skin. He closed his eyes slightly, and his slender eyelashes looked like When the small fan was fanned lightly, a prairie fire ignited in Lu Ye's heart.

From Lu Ye's point of view, he could just see Jiang Suwan's quiet little tongue in his teeth. Probably because he ate too lightly for the past two days, the color of his tongue coating became very pink.

Lu Ye suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry. He swallowed, his Adam's apple slipped, and when Jiang Suwan approached, he suddenly moved his arms away.

Jiang Suwan raised his head dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

Lu also smiled: "Otherwise, you'd better lick it, I promise, it's absolutely sweet."

Jiang Suwan: "..."

"Get out." This guy really couldn't speak.

Lu still didn't feel that he had ruined the rare good atmosphere, so he sighed regretfully and said, "Otherwise, you can let me lick it?"

"..." Jiang Suwan's face was dark, with several black lines drawn from his brows: "Please help me hire a nurse, it doesn't matter how expensive it is."

Lu also accepts it when he sees it good: "Hey, what are you spending that little money for? What kind of nurse will you hire? I will take care of you better than the nurse? I don't charge any fees. If you need me, I can pay you back."

Jiang Suwan pursed his lips: "It's pretty easy to talk at this time."

Lu also said: "It's just that you haven't seen it. What Lu You said is all left over from my playing abroad."

He scooped up some porridge with a spoon, gently blew off the heat on it, and then passed it to Jiang Suwan's mouth, not forgetting to warn: "Be careful."

Jiang Suwan lowered his head and drank the porridge in one gulp. His stomach that had been empty for a long time finally found some comfort. He narrowed his eyes comfortably and asked, "By the way, has grandpa called these two days?"

Lu also said: "No one answered our calls. Finally, he called my old man. He didn't tell grandpa about it. When you calm down, tell them in person. I told Uncle Chen, No domestic news will reach Grandpa’s ears.”

Jiang Suwan nodded, and pointed to a bowl of bean curd next to him: "I want to eat that."

Lu couldn't help laughing: "He's pretty good at commanding people."

As he spoke, he obediently took a spoonful and brought it to Jiang Suwan's mouth.

Jiang Suwan took a bite, frowned suddenly, raised his eyes and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why is it salty?"

Not only does Jiang Suwan like to eat apples, but he also pays attention to "sweetness" in everything else, and Lu has long kept this in mind.

Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Impossible, I specifically asked the boss to be sweet so don't make a mistake."

Jiang Suwan nodded firmly: "If you don't believe me, try it."

Lu Ye dubiously scooped up a spoon and put it into his mouth. Seeing the spoon he had just eaten, he just ate it into his mouth. Shaking around.

"No, it's sweet." Lu didn't believe in evil, took another bite of the spoon, and asked Jiang Suwan: "It's weird, what you eat is really salty? Jiang Suwan, do you have a problem with your sense of taste? gone?"

Jiang Suiwan lowered his head, revealing the red tips of his ears.

The violent heartbeat seemed to be right next to my ears, deafening.

"Are you stupid? I lied to you." Jiang Suwan said in a low voice.

Lu also smiled, couldn't help but rubbed his soft hair with his hands, and said, "You just think I'm stupid."

He scooped up some bean curd with a spoon, and Jiang Suwan looked down at the snow-white food, knowing that there was Lu Ye's breath on it, so he blushed and gently sucked it in.

After dinner, Lu also took care of some company affairs with his computer.

As he expected, after the press conference ended, all major news headlines were Lu Ye's name.

Among them, he donated more than 100 pieces of equipment to the hospital, all of which he bought out of his own pocket.

Because of this incident, Lu Group's reputation in the industry and outside the industry has been improved to a higher level.

At the same time that Lu Ye was pushed to the forefront, Bai Wuyan and Sheng Yangming did not waste this good opportunity, and overwhelmingly marketed the drama that was scheduled for the winter vacation.

Lu also received rave reviews on the Internet. This drama is his first investment in China. With the support of first-line screenwriters and the participation of well-known artist Bai Wuyan, it is almost certain that it will explode.

But while discussing on the Internet, Jiang Suwan was inevitably involved:

"Mr. Ye yyds, I love this man so much, even though he is a scumbag."

"What's the matter with the hot reviews? Why did Mr. Ye donate equipment and why did he bear the loss of the car accident? Isn't it all because of Jiang Suiwan? This is scum? It's not bad to be able to do this without emotion."

"Ah, wake up upstairs, isn't Mr. Ye just to promote Bai Wuyan's new drama? The original partner is still in the hospital, Mr. Ye has not shown up for so many days, and his younger brother will replace him at the press conference. What are you doing?"

"Is it difficult for u1s1 not to like divorce? Even if it was decided by the older generation, but there is no need to torture each other, right? I feel that Bai Wuyan and Ye always match."

"I don't think jsw is any worse than Bai Wuyan. After all, he is from a scholarly family, and his looks are top-notch in the entertainment industry."

"Agreed to divorce, one person begged jsw to debut with a blood letter."

"plus one."

"Add ID number."

Bai Wuyan is obviously a gossip guy. Except for work, he will never leave his mobile phone. His trumpet reposted a Weibo that praised Lu Ye and Jiang Suwan, saying: Don't talk nonsense, Bai Wuyan and Lu Ye That is Bai Wuyan with the keys, how many does he match.

Netizens:

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"It's the first time I've seen myself scolded so hard."

At the same time, Lu's official Weibo posted a hot topic:

"I wish the lady boss a speedy recovery."

And with a picture of the key.

Netizens:

"Xingxingbao, you got the wrong number."

"Does this count as private use of the official account? The direct connotation is in vain."

"The enemy has three seconds to reach the battlefield—"

When Bai Wuyan's fans saw Weibo, they were about to rush into Weibo angrily, but the host of Chaohua sent ten Weibo posts to stop him:

"Father of the gold master! Don't rush! Don't rush! For the sake of money, this bit of dignity is nothing!"

fan:"……"

-

It was late at night, and there was a strong wind blowing outside the window.

In the past two days, the company has piled up a lot of things, and Lu's eyes are tired from watching too much computer, so he took a pair of silver-rimmed glasses to wear.

The lights in the ward were turned off, and the dim light from the notebook was reflected on the eyes, and Lu Ye's expressionless face could be vaguely seen.

Jiang Suwan yawned on the bed. He didn't like the smell of disinfectant in the ward. He kept the window open at night. He didn't feel it two days ago. Now there is a strong wind. It is estimated that it will rain tonight, and the coolness will seep into the room. in clothes.

On the other hand, Lu Ye, simply wearing a windbreaker, looked at the computer seriously with a stern face.

It is said that men are the most handsome when they are serious.

Jiang Suwan had to admit that the correctness of this sentence was fully reflected in Lu Ye at this moment.

A person who is usually so carefree is quite attractive when he is serious.

"Is it cold? Do you want to close the window?"

This forced Mingming to look at the computer, but he didn't know where to look at Jiang Suwan's side.

Lu also worked in the hospital until midnight every day, and Jiang Suwan couldn't hold back and fell asleep early.

Moreover, Lu Ye slept on a folding bed measuring 1.5 meters by 1.2 meters, covered with a thin layer of cotton wool, and covered with only two air-conditioning quilts. Looking at the temperature tonight, he must have a cold.

"How do you sleep tonight?" Jiang Suwan hesitated for a while and asked.

Lu Ye rolled his eyes, glanced at his small broken bed, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay."

Jiang Suwan frowned: "It's cold, I'll catch a cold."

Lu Ye said: "It's okay, I can't die from a cold."

Jiang Suwan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Then turn on the air conditioner."

Lu also shook his head: "You are prone to lack of water now, try not to drive."

Jiang Suwan's face darkened: "Then you should freeze."

"It's okay, I'm antifreeze."

Jiang Suwan rolled over and rolled into bed. Although the hospital bed was only 1.5 meters high, it was much better than a folding bed, enough for him to roll around on it.

He buried his head in the bed, listening to the occasional sound of typing on the keyboard in the room.

Jiang Suwan pursed her lips, poked out a pair of eyes from under the quilt, and stretched out a long leg from the quilt.

The wind was howling outside the window, and the rain might not be light.

"Yes, otherwise, you can sleep on the bed."

The author has something to say:

Mr. Lu: Thank you for your hospitality!

ps: High yield is not as fat as yesterday!