The president is pregnant with a cub after going on a variety show

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Feeling dizzy, afraid of the dark, and feeling pain.

When Jian Shuhua arrived home, Lin Zhiyan was cooking, when a voice came from the kitchen, "Are you back?"

"came back."

"Just cook something right away," Lin Zhiyan said, "Wait for me for a while."

Jian Shuhua went around the kitchen and stood behind Lin Zhiyan to watch him cut potatoes.

Lin Zhiyan turned around and saw the man, and pushed Jian Shuhua with the back of his hand: "Go into the house, or change your clothes and come back again. After a while, there will be a lot of cooking fumes, and it will rub against your shirt."

Jian Shuhua took a step back, not wanting to leave, and asked him: "What are you going to do?"

"Potato eggplant sticks, simple."

Jian Shuhua: "Home cooking?"

While speaking, he unbuttoned the cuff buttons and rolled up his sleeves: "Shall I help you?"

Lin Zhiyan said "Hey" and smiled: "You change your clothes, how can anyone wear a suit to the kitchen?"

Jian Shuhua leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Are you sure you want to change? This is my cheapest."

The breath was very hot, and Lin Zhiyan's ears and temples were itchy because of the heat. He put down the kitchen knife and said with a smile: "You are just here to make trouble for me. I feel pressure when you stand next to me in such a formal dress. What can I lack for such a big family?" Do you have a dress?"

He grabbed Jian Shuhua's wrist, took him to his closet, opened the closet door and showed: "They all range from 20 yuan to 50 yuan, choose by yourself, change whichever one you like, the landlord's house has no shortage of clothes wear."

The two of them are about the same height, Lin Zhiyan is a little taller, but this kind of non-slim clothes basically fits all sizes.

Jian Shuhua casually picked up a T-shirt and it fit him well.

Discuss in the barrage:

【I'm afraid this is not the cheapest clothes worn by the president】

[At first, I thought Brother Yan was already a rich man I looked up to, and compared to the CEO, he was really poor.]

[Poor ratio, haha, Brother Yan: Are you polite, you call this poor ratio? 】

[Why do they always like to talk close to each other's ears, it's so sweet to me, woo woo]

[A passer-by asked, saw the animation on Weibo, did they really do it, and is there a replay? 】

[The previous one, you go to see the Shuanglang CP super talk, there is a screen recording in that part]

[Is this really broadcastable? 】

"I've already taken care of the eggplant, cut it for me." Seeing Jian Shuhua come out, Lin Zhiyan handed over a small pot of eggplant, with a knife and a cutting board ready, "Just like my potato. .”

Jian Shuhua observed Lin Zhiyan's potatoes, which were ordinary rectangular strips.

Although he doesn't know how to cook home-cooked dishes, he can still cut vegetables. After familiarizing himself with the feel of the kitchen knife, he quickly started cutting.

The eggplant sticks are no less beautiful than Lin Zhiyan's potato sticks.

Lin Zhiyan stared at Jian Shuhua's eggplant strips, feeling a little unconvinced for no reason.

This man is so damn perfect, even his chopping skills are comparable to his own.

Lin Zhiyan: "Help me later..."

Halfway through the conversation, the room was suddenly pitch black, and the sound of home appliances also fell silent.

power cut.

Jian Shuhua was about to ask what to do for him, when Lin Zhiyan gasped, and the sound of a kitchen knife falling on the chopping board came from beside him.

The kitchen is semi-enclosed, with almost no light, Jian Shuhua didn't dare to move around, and asked aloud, "Did you get it?"

The faucet was turned on, and the water rushed out.A hand touched his arm in the dark.

"Help me," Lin Zhiyan's voice was extremely weak, "I'm dizzy."

Jian Shuhua bears his weight, and the body of an adult man who has not restrained his strength is very heavy, and Jian Shuhua has to lean on the cooking table to support Lin Zhiyan steadily.

A head rested on his shoulder, very heavy.

Lin Zhiyan's heavy breathing was mixed with the sound of water: "My hands hurt so much."

His voice was trembling, Jian Shuhua couldn't help but patted him on the back lightly: "Shall I give you some medicine?"

The arms around the waist tightened suddenly: "No, don't go, I'm afraid of the dark."

Jian Shuhua: "Who taught you to cut your hands and wash them with cold water, it's no wonder you don't feel any pain."

"No one taught me, wash it clean, I can't see blood."

Jian Shuhua tried to reason with him: "There's no light, and you can't see the blood now, shall I help you to the sofa?"

"No..." Lin Zhiyan didn't listen to reason at all, "Don't talk, I feel bad..."

Jian Shuhua raised her eyebrows, but didn't make another sound.

He remembered that the day Lin Zhiyan first arrived at his home, he had a fever, held his hand, and said "don't go".

why?

Is it the fear of being alone, or the fear of being abandoned?

He patted Lin Zhiyan's back lightly without making a sound, and glanced at the balcony with the gauze curtain drawn, it was also pitch black outside.

The moonlight only illuminated the window, and they still stood in the dark, unable to see clearly.

Lin Zhiyan is almost completely hanging on his body, his arms are held very close, and his fingertips sometimes grab some fabric.

Jian Shuhua hugged him patiently, and suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her mother raised a Samoyed, and the feeling of holding a dog back then was very similar to now.

That fluffy, huge little animal trusts him very much, as long as he is tired from playing, he will hug him like a fool, and he will also cling to his shoulder.

He unconsciously said: "Puppy."

Lin Zhiyan didn't know whether he heard it clearly or not, so he gave a weak "hmm".

It really should, Jian Shuhua thought, so cute.

They stood for a long time, Jian Shuhua's legs felt a little numb, the ceiling light flickered a few times, and a call came.

Under the soft warm white light, Lin Zhiyan finally raised his head, put his chin on Jian Shuhua's shoulder and said, "Help me take the medicine, Boss Jian?"

"Okay, do you want to sit down or?"

Lin Zhiyan had already sat down at the dining table by himself, with his injured hand on his knee, even though the wound had turned white, he still avoided looking at his hand.

"The medicine box is under the coffee table." He said, his voice trembling imperceptibly.

Jian Shuhua came back with the medicine box, pulled out a chair and sat face to face with Lin Zhiyan, took out iodophor cotton pads, and gently held Lin Zhiyan's hand.

Because of the cold water, the fingertips were cold, and the wound was deep, and the edge was white with blood loss.

He tried to hold Lin Zhiyan's finger, but the other party suddenly trembled: "It hurts!"

Jian Shuhua glanced at him, then suddenly lowered her head to avoid the wound, and kissed him lightly: "TuTu flew away?"

Lin Zhiyan was amused: "I didn't expect you to be so coaxing?"

He laughed a few times, then groaned again: "No, no, my hands hurt when I smile..."

"Be patient." Jian Shuhua pressed the cotton ball onto the wound and wiped it repeatedly.

"Boss Jane, you really made a profit. You mastered my three weaknesses in one night." Lin Zhiyan grinned in pain and diverted his attention by talking.

Feeling dizzy, afraid of the dark, and feeling pain.

【Brother Yan, how hypocritical】

【Brother Yan, little wife】

【Okay, brother Yan is not unacceptable even if he is crying and hiccupping now】

Jian Shuhua said "hmm": "Understood, I will pay attention to it in the future."

【President: It's really a burst of boyfriend power】

[It's a pity to fall in love with Brother Yan, please take a look at me, CEO]

He carefully sterilized Lin Zhiyan's wound, sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao on it, and took off a waterproof bandage to wrap around his fingertips: "Okay, I'll cook later, you teach me?"

[Good guy, this is really a textbook level of thoughtfulness, I really want to call my husband over to learn]

Lin Zhiyan shook his fingers: "It's okay, I can fry."

Jian Shuhua looked at him: "Are you good at hand?"

"If you can't see it, you can't feel it."

Jian Shuhua: "..."

He really didn't expect this reason.

Lin Zhiyan began to push people away: "We have a separate job, you set the plate, I'll fry the vegetables and eat."

Jian Shuhua let out a "hmm".

Due to the power outage, it was already past eight o'clock after the dishes were fried, and it was completely dark.

Lin Zhiyan was about to eat when the phone rang.

It was Shu Ping who called: "Old Lin, when are you going back to City S?"

He took a potato and tasted it. It tasted very good. He ate it and said, "I'll be back in a few days. What's the matter?"

"BIORS will send you the choker prepared for you. I gave them Mr. Jian's address. It is estimated that they will arrive in two days. Next week, BIOSS will have a concept conference in S City. I will send the detailed itinerary to Cai Xinyang and your WeChat, remember to check it when you have time."

Lin Zhiyan remembered the brand that Shu Ping showed him before filming "My Knot", and said "hmm".

"I have called the program team in advance. After you receive the choker, you can wear it to film the show. The brand's requirement is that until the end of the contract, you must have a choker in your public appearance."

"Understood, no problem."

"By the way, your movie "Zheng Fang Fei" the year before last has passed the review, and the ticket for the premiere has been mailed to the studio. It will be in S City next week. Would you like to go? If so, I will bring you the ticket past?"

Lin Zhiyan glanced at Jian Shuhua: "Boss Jane?"

Jian Shuhua looked at him.

"Do you have time next week? There's a premiere of a movie I made."

Jian Shuhua: "Accompany you? I'll ask Fang Lin to adjust the time."

Then Lin Zhiyan said into the microphone: "Go, bring it to me."

"I have to ask Boss Jane for his opinion on this," Shu Ping said with a smile, "I really don't believe that you two are just a variety show effect."

Lin Zhiyan: "This is called dedication."

"Ha, then I won't bother you for dinner."