Did Professor Yang bend today?

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The rain still didn't stop.

There was a thin layer of mist on the windows.

Chen Nianen leaned against the car window, looking listlessly at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, in a haze, drowsy.

"Why don't you ask for a vacation?" Xiao Xu lip-synced with Sister Wang.

"You have to ask her. I asked her last night, but she wouldn't let me." Sister Wang's facial expression was a bit grim when she lip-synced.

"Are you asking or should I ask?"

"Aren't you asleep?"

"almost."

"You ask, hurry up!"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Xiao Xu was silent for a moment, and then said, "If you don't feel well, please take a leave of absence, half a day is fine."

Chen Nianen nodded mechanically like a haggard puppet that had lost all energy, and at the end he did not forget to add, "Just a long time."

……

After returning to the hotel, Xiao Xu didn't relax.

Following Chen Nianen's instructions, she delivered milk tea to the crew one by one.

When Xu Lu knocked on the door of Yang Zheng's room, Yang Zheng was disturbed by one Weibo tweet after another.

Yang Zheng turned on the phone from a distance and directly uninstalled Weibo.

However, another entertainment news feed popped up on the computer - "'Empress Yiren' He Zesheng joined the team" followed by "Empress Yiren" Chen Nianen Reuters photo".

Yang Zheng has been on the set for the past few days, do I still need to read Reuters?

She forked again without hesitation.

When Yang Zheng reached for the Longjing tea on the table, someone knocked on the door.

Yang Zheng saw the comer clearly through the cat's eyes.

As soon as the door was opened, Xu Lu's smile broke out.

"Professor Yang, thank you for the brown sugar water last time." Xiao Xu held up Yang Zheng's cup and a cup of beverage packaged with milk tea, "This is Sijichun tea, not milk tea..." Xiao Xu explained: "I saw you last time Circle of friends, it seems that you don't like milk tea..."

"It's just a little effort." Yang Zheng asked her to come in sideways.

Xiao Xu shook his head quickly, "I won't go in, Chen Nian'en is not feeling well today, I have to go there!"

"Still uncomfortable?" Yang Zheng asked.

Xiao Xu nodded: "I was cold and tired a few days ago, and then it became like this."

After sending Xiao Xu away, Yang Zheng sent Chen Nianen a WeChat message.

"Why is it so serious?"

Chen Nianen took painkillers, and he was much better.She lay on the pillow and responded to Yang Zheng's message.

"Taking painkillers, it's much better."

Yang Zheng sent a voice directly.

Chen Nianen clicked on it and put it to his ear.

"Take less painkillers. I'll boil some brown sugar water for you, and you must finish it. After this time, remember to see a Chinese medicine doctor and take care of it. You should avoid it at ordinary times, and remember your own date. Don't touch it for a week before. Something cold."

Hearing Yang Zheng's voice, the corners of Chen Nianen's mouth rose wildly.

She pressed the voice button and said in a low voice: "It's still a bit uncomfortable, Professor Yang will accompany me."

Yang Zheng's ears were red.

It took a long time for Chen Nianen to receive her reply.

"Boil the brown sugar water, and I'll send it up."

Chen Nianen covered his head in the pillow and couldn't help rolling on the bed.

Half an hour later, Yang Zheng arrived.

The suite was quiet, and Chen Nianen lay sideways on the bed, as if falling asleep.

Yang Zheng put away the thermos and walked to her bedside.

"Chen Nianen." Yang Zheng called her softly.

Chen Nianen turned around slowly, eyes bleary.

Act like the real thing.

"I put the brown sugar water on the table, I'm leaving first." Yang Zheng said.

Before she could take a step, Chen Nianen grabbed her wrist.

"Stay with me, okay?" Chen Nianen looked at Yang Zheng with those affectionate eyes.Vulnerably pleading.

Yang Zheng was pulled by her and couldn't bear to twitch her hand.

Yang Zheng compromised.

She moved a chair and placed it beside the bed, sitting in a dignified posture.

Chen Nian'en has no makeup, and her complexion is really bad.

She looked at Yang Zheng with an unconcealable smile in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, Yang Zheng said: "Why is this different from what is said in the novel?"

Chen Nianen hummed and raised his voice.

"Shouldn't your manager be very strict with you?" Yang Zheng said, "You can't let people into your room at will, and you can't meet with others at will."

Chen Nianen leaned against the bed, with a slightly smug expression: "I am different, I am Chen Nianen."

Chen Nianen then asked in doubt: "How can you read this kind of novel?"

Yang Zheng lowered his eyes, rubbing the woolen cloth with his index finger: "Who didn't read two novels like that when he was young."

Chen Nianen looked at Yang Zheng's small movements and smiled softly: "You are still very young now."

"It's almost three, and I can't move anything."

"Not old." Chen Nianen met her clean eyes: "My sister is not old at all."

This sister's voice burned Yang Zheng, she couldn't help trembling, and looked away in a panic.

All of Yang Zheng's expressions fell into Chen Nianen's eyes.

Her panic, her shyness, her shrinking.

Chen Nianen gradually moved closer to Yang Zheng, with his left hand resting on the cabinet.They are so close, as if the next moment can offset the amount of intimacy.

"Admit it, sister." Chen Nianen's breath touched Yang Zheng's ear: "You like me too."