Only pamper but not love [rebirth]

As soon as Wen Muyu returned to her room, she heard a loud noise.

"boom--"

Wen Muyu trotted to the study room, and saw Wen Xuerou sitting on the ground frowning, the cardboard box overturned, and some photos and bags inside fell out.

Wen Xuerou noticed her gaze, and explained in embarrassment: "I wanted to pull it out and look at the photos slowly, but... I lost my strength."

Wen Muyu didn't talk to her, but just stepped forward to pick her up and put her on the bed, then helped the box, picked up the photo frame and put it back in the box.

Wen Xuerou looked at her back and suddenly felt powerless.

It seems that after she got married, she always unintentionally caused Wen Muyu a lot of trouble.

Wen Muyu put the box away, glanced at the undiscovered file bag inside, and said whether it was luck or regret.

She paused, took out the wedding photos and photo album inside, and turned to Wen Xuerou, "Where do you want to hang them?"

"Bedroom? What do you think?" Wen Xuerou stared at the photo frame for a while, then looked up at her.

"Let's put it in the bedroom." Wen Muyu glanced at it, and said unhurriedly, "I'm busy tonight, so I won't disturb you by sleeping in the study."

Wen Xuerou faintly sensed that something was wrong, but she couldn't think of what was wrong, so she could only stare blankly at her.

Wen Muyu took the wedding photo to the bedroom, and after hanging it up, went back to the study and carried Wen Xuerou back to the room, and said calmly: "Since you are a patient, don't do such physical work."

Wen Xuerou felt wronged and nodded honestly.

"I know, go get busy."

Wen Muyu turned and left silently.

Back in her study, she found new news.

Xue Ziqing: Li Yushi has agreed to sign the contract.

Wen Muyu raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect Li Yushi to change her words.

But all the papers have been signed, so I will leave it to Xue Ziqing to deal with it.

I was busy until late at night when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Enter."

"Crack—" The door was pushed open.

Wen Xuerou walked into the study slowly, holding a bowl in her hand, pretending to be casual and asked: "I overcooked the noodles when I cooked them, do you want some?"

Wen Muyu herself was not hungry, but when she smelled the aroma, she became a little hungry instead.She hesitated for two seconds, but still refused. "I'm going to bed in a while, it's hard to digest when I eat."

"Okay, excuse me." Wen Xuerou took a deep look at her, and quietly backed out until she reached the door, before saying, "I, I may be joining the crew in a few days."

Wen Muyu didn't raise her head, her eyes stayed on the computer screen, the dim light cast on her face, and the stern expression was clearly seen.

"Well, congratulations."

This was not the reaction Wen Xuerou wanted to see, she said "thank you" in a low voice, then turned and left, closing the door of the study carefully.

It wasn't until the footsteps went away that Wen Muyu looked away from the computer.

She remembered that this drama had brought a lot of negative effects on Wen Xuerou, but she didn't know whether to say it or not.

She thought for a while, then pulled out the chair and got up.

Perhaps, this matter should be left to Wen Xuerou to choose.

When she came to the bedroom, she saw that Wen Xuerou seemed to be reading the script, and coughed lightly. Seeing that Wen Xuerou had read it, she asked, "What is the name of the movie you want to make?"

Wen Xuerou didn't expect her to be suddenly curious, her face became a little uncomfortable, but she didn't hide it, she lowered her head and replied, "It's called "Forbidden Love"."

This is a movie about same-sex love.

Wen Muyu had previously told the company not to accept any TV dramas or movies with intimate scenes for her, or to use a double, which limited her roles a lot.

And this movie... because the director agreed to use a double in the intimate scene, and the script was really good, and the characters were completely different from her previous ones, so she took it.

Wen Muyu squeezed her eyebrows.

Sure enough, this movie.

This type of film is usually made by the director in order to win an award.

As long as the director shoots well, the chances of winning the award are high.

But the bad thing is that the director and the producer broke up later, and then someone maliciously destroyed the film, which caused the film to be re-shot later.The day before the movie aired, clips from the movie were tragically exposed, which led to a fiasco at the box office and left countless bad reviews.

Wen Muyu looked at her steadily, and asked, "If this movie will bring you a series of negative effects in the future, will you accept it?"

Wen Xuerou thought she was talking about the negative effects of shooting same-sex subjects, so she paused, but still nodded.

Wen Muyu had nothing to say, and turned to leave, but was stopped by Wen Xuerou.

"Aren't you angry?" Wen Xuerou asked, "Don't you dislike my intimate scenes?"

Wen Muyu stopped.

When she found out about it in her last life, she was indeed very angry, and even had a fight with Wen Xuerou, but in the end she complied with the other party's wishes.

This time, she just asked back: "Isn't there a substitute?"

"Yes." Wen Xuerou didn't expect Wen Muyu to return to her previous indifferent appearance so quickly, she lowered her head, "It's okay, you go to bed early, good night."

"Good night." Wen Muyu turned off the light and closed the door.

The next day, Wen Muyu woke up early, folded the quilt, and left the house lightly.

When Wen Xuerou woke up and made breakfast and came to the study, she realized that Wen Muyu was no longer there, so she could only sit by the cold little bed, thinking about something.

After so many days of rest, Wen Muyu accumulated a lot of work, and when he returned to the company, he was very busy.

At noon, she came out after the meeting and saw Wen Xuerou appearing in her office. She was stunned for a rare moment, thinking that she had read it wrong.

But when she got closer, Wen Xuerou also got up, and she was sure that she was right.

Wen Muyu was a little surprised, but didn't show it. He just glanced at it, then went back to the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"What's matter?"

"I made some lunch for you." Wen Xuerou walked forward while talking, "I sent you a message in the morning, didn't you see it?"

Wen Muyu took out his phone and looked at it. There were indeed a few unread messages. After a pause, he raised his eyes to Wen Xuerou: "Sorry, I was too busy this morning, so I didn't check my phone."

"It's okay." Seeing that Wen Muyu didn't reply on purpose, Wen Xuerou regained a smile on her face, and put the lunch box in her hand on the table, "You probably haven't eaten yet, eat now?"

Wen Muyu looked at the exquisite bento box, and said slowly: "I asked the secretary to buy the bento."

"I know, I told her just now." Wen Xuerou smiled, and pointed to the trash can next to her, "Then I ate it."

Wen Muyu: "..."

"Then eat slowly, I won't bother you." Wen Xuerou let go of her hand, turned and left after speaking.

Wen Muyu moved her nose, smelling a familiar smell, she couldn't help but cast her gaze over it.

Wen Xuerou walked to the door and turned around suddenly.

"correct."

Wen Muyu withdrew her hand and asked with a tense face, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xuerou smiled and said, "I'll come to pick up the bento box at night, and I'll bring you dinner by the way, so you don't have to ask the secretary to order takeaway."

After the office door was closed, Wen Muyu let out a long breath, looked at the lunch box aside, hesitated for a while, but reached out to take it.

This lunch box has four layers, the top two layers are meat and vegetables, and the bottom layer is white rice and soup.

And the food inside is all her favorite food.

Wen Muyu narrowed her eyes, and immediately thought of her grandma.

After all, there is no one who knows her taste so well except her grandma.

But Wen Xuerou will join the crew in a few days, and she will be almost done after a few days.

Thinking of this, she picked up the chopsticks without any psychological burden.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Wen Xuerou came to order again.

Wen Muyu glanced at it, then continued to look down at the document.

Wen Xuerou picked up the lunch box next to it, opened it and found that it had been cleaned, and looked at Wen Muyu: "Just leave it to me to wash it next time, you don't have to bother."

Wen Muyu didn't speak.

Seeing her like this, Wen Xuerou asked hesitantly, "Then do you want to come back to spend the night?"

Wen Muyu didn't raise her head, she just said: "Today is busy, you should go to bed early, I'll just go to the study to sleep then."

"Okay." Hearing this familiar excuse, Wen Xuerou's smile faded a bit, but she still said, "Then why don't you eat first and work later?"

"En." Even though she responded like this, Wen Muyu still didn't move.

Wen Xuerou could only get up, picked up the lunch box that Wen Muyu had washed, and turned to leave.

Wen Muyu noticed the way she walked.

"If your legs and feet are inconvenient, you can honestly rest at home, and don't send me any more."

"Then I'll have someone bring it to you when the time comes." Wen Xuerou smiled, "Thank you for your concern."

Wen Muyu, who obviously refused because of the reason: "..."

But looking at Wen Xuerou's behavior, it is obvious that she deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.

After the people left, Wen Muyu looked away from the computer screen and looked at the lunch box at hand.

The style is the same as the one at noon, and the collocation is the same.

The dishes have changed, but they are still her favorite dishes.

Wen Muyu was even more sure that Wen Xuerou had contact with her grandmother in private.

After dinner, she called her grandma, and asked her not to tell Wen Xuerou too much about herself.

But grandma was so concerned about her affairs that she couldn't ask until she hung up the phone.

Forget it, anyway, Wen Xuerou will join the crew in a few days.

She pinched the space between her brows and brought her attention back to her work.

After working overtime at night, she went home, but didn't go back to the bedroom, but went directly to the study to sleep.

Then, before Wen Xuerou woke up the next day, she went to work quietly again, avoiding direct contact with Wen Xuerou.

At noon and evening, the bento is delivered by the courier.

It was like this for three consecutive days.

The meals are different every time, but they are all Wen Muyu likes to eat.

When the rest of the office saw it, they all praised Wen Xuerou for being virtuous and considerate.

Wen Muyu didn't say anything on the surface, but she couldn't help but wonder Wen Xuerou's intentions in her heart

Until one day, Wen Xuerou joined the film crew, and Wen Muyu ate takeaway again.

After eating the bento carefully prepared by Wen Xuerou for a few days, and then eating this takeaway, I feel a dull feeling.

During the lunch break, Xue Ziqing called. She raised her mouth casually, and Xue Ziqing laughed for a long time.

Xue Ziqing: "It is said that if you want to grasp a person's heart, you must grasp a person's stomach. It seems that this statement is true."

Only then did Wen Muyu wake up.

These words were what her grandmother often said when she was learning to cook for Wen Xuerou.

"What happened when you were recording the variety show?" Xue Ziqing asked gossipingly, "I think Wen Xuerou's attitude towards you has changed 360 degrees."

"She just felt that she couldn't respond to my feelings, and then wanted to compensate me in other ways." Wen Muyu lowered her eyes, "But it doesn't matter, it's all over."

"In this case, do you want to come out to play together at night?" Xue Ziqing smiled, "It's rare that my wife is not at home, come out for a drink?"

Wen Muyu looked at the pile of documents on the desktop, "I'm not free tonight." After thinking for a while, she said, "But Saturday night."

"Okay, let's do it on Saturday night, don't go back on your word."

"I'm not you." Wen Muyu sneered.

Xue Ziqing on the other end of the phone wanted to refute, but couldn't refute, so she could only hang up the phone depressed, "That's it, see you on Saturday."

——Second update——

On the night Wen Xuerou joined the crew, Wen Muyu didn't deliberately work overtime, and went home after processing the documents.

It was the same as before she left in the morning, but there seemed to be something different.

Wen Muyu pushed open the bedroom door, walked in, and the huge wedding photo came into view.

She paused, took off her shoes, stepped on a chair to take down the photo frame, then took it to the study, and continued to stuff it back into the small box in the corner.

When she returned to the room, she felt at ease.

Soon it will be Saturday.

During the day, Wen Muyu went to accompany her grandparents first, and didn't go to the bar to meet Xue Ziqing's appointment until evening.

Seeing her coming, Xue Ziqing at the bar couldn't help teasing: "I thought you wouldn't come today."

"I'm not you." Wen Muyu replied unhurriedly, and then ordered a glass of wine.

"I was late just one or two...three or four times." Xue Ziqing had no choice but to change her words under the indifferent eyes, "It's a pity that the boss is sick today, otherwise I can give you a discount."

"I just said it was very quiet today." Holding the wine glass, Wen Muyu walked towards the place where the two of them used to sit, and refused a girl who came to strike up a conversation on the way.

"You said that you are already married, so can't you restrain your charm?" Xue Ziqing sighed, pulled out the chair and sat down, "I am such a big beauty here, why can't those beauties see it?"

Wen Muyu glanced, took a sip of his wine before speaking: "As long as you don't talk, someone will see it."

"If you don't talk, won't you be the same as you?" Xue Ziqing thought about the scene, then trembled, "Farewell, I can't do it."

Wen Muyu didn't speak, just said: "If you want to flirt with a girl, you can go, and I can do it by myself."

"Am I the kind of person who forgets friends after seeing sex?" Xue Ziqing asked back.

"Yes." Wen Muyu didn't forget that Xue Ziqing always let her go for the new beauties in the past.

Xue Ziqing choked.

But she also found out that she didn't want to take advantage of Wen Muyu verbally, so she could only change the subject angrily. "How are you and Wen Xuerou?"

Wen Muyu stopped drinking, lowered her eyes, looked at the wine in her hand, her eyes were obscure. "That's it, what else can I do."

"Didn't you swear before you got married that you would let her fall under your pomegranate skirt?" Xue Ziqing squeezed her chin and looked at her friend, "Xiao Yu, I feel that you have changed a lot."

Wen Muyu paused, raised her lips, raised her eyes and looked at Xue Ziqing: "People change."

"But it's getting a bit fast. You were like a demon before you got married." Xue Ziqing muttered, "Then what are you thinking now?"

"Fate." Wen Muyu took a sip of his wine, remembering the divorce agreement in the study.

When Wen Xuerou said yesterday that she was looking for wedding photos, she wondered whether the other party would agree or reject if the other party saw the divorce agreement.

But it turns out that the time hasn't come yet, God didn't let Wen Xuerou see it.

Seeing that her expression did not seem to be fake, Xue Ziqing raised the wine glass in her hand with a smile: "Cheers to the fate."

Wen Muyu held the wine glass, touched each other, and took a sip.

"Then do you want to smoke?" Xue Ziqing took out a cigarette and a lighter from her pocket, "You were worried that Wen Xuerou would find out the smell of smoke if you smoked, but now that she's not at home, don't you be afraid?"

Wen Muyu took a look, but still shook her head: "It's not good for your health."

Xue Ziqing heard this just after lighting the fire, took a breath and extinguished it.

"alright."

"You should quit too." Wen Muyu picked up the wine glass and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"I'm not you, how can I just quit."

"If it doesn't work, it's better to switch to electronic cigarettes."

"Get used to it, let's talk about it later."

Seeing her like this, Wen Muyu didn't say anything.

After a while, a beautiful woman came over to strike up a conversation with Xue Ziqing.

Wen Muyu raised her eyebrows and watched quietly.

Xue Ziqing remembered what she said just now, reluctantly refused, and then looked at her: "Look, I didn't abandon you."

"I didn't say anything." Wen Muyu shrugged, "If you want to go, go, I'm not a child anymore, I don't need someone to accompany me all the time."

"It's okay, I'm going to drink with you tonight." Xue Ziqing said firmly.

After half an hour.

"Sorry, I'll leave for a while." Xue Ziqing pulled out the chair and got up, standing next to a beautiful woman with big curly hair.

Wen Muyu said silently, "Forget righteousness when you see sex".

Xue Ziqing pretended not to see, said "sorry" and happily followed them away.

Wen Muyu shook her head.

"Buzzing—"

Wen Muyu took out her phone.

The call prompt is Wen Xuerou.

This is the first phone call from the other party this week.

Wen Muyu hesitated for a while, but finally connected.

"Hey."

The cold voice and the noisy music all around came to Wen Xuerou on the other end of the phone.

"Are you at the bar? With Mr. Xue?"

Wen Muyu looked at the person who was joking with the beautiful woman at the bar, said "um" casually, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Wen Muyu thought she was hung up, so she took the phone away and looked at it, it was still timing.

She put the headset back to her ear, "I'll hang up if it's okay."

"Okay, drink less." Wen Xuerou said hesitantly, "Don't drink the drinks given by strangers, go back and rest early."

"En." Wen Muyu responded perfunctorily, and after a while, seeing that the other party stopped talking, she hung up the phone directly.

Afterwards, many people came to strike up a conversation.

Wen Muyu directly refused, using a tough attitude to snuff out the small thoughts of the rest of the people, and it was rare to enjoy a moment of silence.

At eleven o'clock, Xue Ziqing came back with a flushed face.

"Ahem, are you bored?"

"No." Wen Muyu put away her phone, "But it's getting late, it's time to go back."

Xue Ziqing narrowed her eyes, leaned closer to the phone, and said vaguely, "It's only eleven o'clock, why don't you sit down?"

Wen Muyu asked back: "Is it more comfortable to sit at home?"

Xue Ziqing was speechless, but she still didn't want to go back, so she asked, "Why don't we go to your house for a drink?"

"what ever."

"Then go buy some barbecue later on the road." Xue Ziqing followed suit, her body swaying, "If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home."

Wen Muyu had no objection, and glanced at the flushed cheeks, "Are you drunk?"

"No." Xue Ziqing burped.

Wen Muyu understood, took his coat, and helped the other party leave the bar.

The cold wind blows on the face, making it painful.

Wen Muyu came here by car, so he can't drive back now, so he can only find a substitute driver.

When they arrived downstairs in the community, Xue Ziqing was still thinking about the barbecue and kept yelling.

Wen Muyu could only take someone to buy barbecue, and then pack it up and take it home.

Throwing him on the sofa, Wen Muyu went to get a beer.Opening the refrigerator, the things inside were neatly arranged, which should have been rearranged by Wen Xuerou.

She took a few bottles of beer and held them in her arms, then took some snacks, and with her elbows, she closed the door of the refrigerator.

Xue Ziqing was also awake now, took the thing in her hand, unscrewed the beer and took a sip: "Damn it."

Wen Muyu unhurriedly picked up a can of beer and touched the other party.

Looking at Xue Ziqing's drunken appearance, she suddenly remembered that she drank with Xue Ziqing like this before she was reborn, and then she woke up the next day and was reborn.

You won't finish drinking tonight and wake up the next day to find it was a dream, right?

Wen Muyu frowned, closed his eyes and took a sip of beer.

The next day, Wen Muyu didn't wake up until noon, her mind was dizzy after a hangover.

She took out her phone and checked the time.The days haven't changed much, just skipped back one day, not three years later.

Wen Muyu pressed his temples, lifted the blanket and got up.

But just after taking two steps, she kicked something.

Lowering her head, she found Xue Ziqing at her feet, sleeping happily on the carpet.

Probably because her strength was too strong, Xue Ziqing asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, go on to sleep." Wen Muyu said and dragged the person onto the sofa, then picked up the blanket beside him and threw it on the other person.

"Okay." Xue Ziqing answered vaguely, pulled the blanket and fell asleep again.

Wen Muyu let out a long sigh, and when he came out, he saw empty wine bottles scattered on the ground beside him, and his head began to ache again.

She tried to recall what happened last night, but her mind went blank.

He just remembered that Xue Ziqing was drunk and insisted on playing games with her.After Xue Ziqing fell down, she remembered the events of her previous life and Wen Xuerou's fickleness in this life, and drank a lot by herself.

Wen Muyu washed his face to wake himself up, then went to make hangover soup, and finally had time to look at his phone.

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.

She even sent a voice message to Wen Xuerou.

And the exchange between the two ended with Wen Xuerou saying "Drink less next time".

Wen Muyu turned up.She counted, and she sent a total of fifteen voice messages.The short ones are a few seconds, the long ones are 20 seconds, and there are even voice call records as long as half an hour.

Looking at the records of the voice messages, she couldn't remember what she said at all.

To listen or not to listen, that is the question.

Wen Muyu put down his phone and looked at the page with a tangled expression.

Otherwise, delete everything as if nothing happened?

Otherwise, why don't you listen?What if she said something about rebirth?

She took a deep breath, made a mental construction, and then slowly pressed the first voice.

——Third update——

"Wen Xuerou." The voice sounded with a perfect accent, then paused for a few seconds, and finally said the next sentence, "You scumbag."

"Hahahaha are you done cursing?"

Wen Muyu's heart skipped a beat, and it took several seconds for her to recover.

She remembered.

It was said by Xue Ziqing who lost the game with Xue Ziqing.

She said the first words, and Xue Ziqing asked the latter, probably because she drank too much and her brain turned slowly, which led to the recording of Xue Ziqing's words.

Looking at the "?" Wen Xuerou replied, she could already imagine the other party's confusion.

With the beginning, the latter will play naturally.

After listening to Wen Muyu, it was the first time that she felt so embarrassing that she wanted to dig a hole and get in.

Especially when she saw that Wen Xuerou was still asking questions seriously, she felt even more embarrassed.

After a few consecutive voice calls, Wen Xuerou probably also realized that she was drunk, and the content of the message she replied also changed.

Wen Muyu pinched the center of her eyebrows, and had to admit: drunkenness is really harmful.

She took a long breath, picked up the hangover soup and drank it down, and then remembered that the two of them still had a half-hour voice chat record.

God knows what she said during the voiceover?

Wen Xuerou doesn't know how to record.

Thinking of those possibilities, Wen Muyu felt his eyes go dark.

At this moment, she could understand Wen Xuerou's mood when she found out that she had recorded a drunken video.

In the afternoon, Xue Ziqing woke up, but she also forgot what she did yesterday.

Wen Muyu played one of the voices.

That's what Xue Ziqing said.

"Wen Xuerou, why are you so clueless? Xiao Yu likes you so much, and has given so much for you, don't you feel a little bit moved? Bah, you scumbag."

Xue Ziqing was stunned, and asked stupidly, "I said that?"

Wen Muyu nodded.

Xue Ziqing: "You said that too?"

"I'll keep it short." Wen Muyu didn't know whether to be grateful or distressed, "I just said that she is a scumbag."

Xue Ziqing suddenly realized: "Ah, now that I think about it, I seem to have said that if you lose, you have to make a voice, and then put the word "scum girl."

Wen Muyu: "..."

No wonder there is the word scumbag in every sentence.

"What should I do?" Xue Ziqing fidgeted and scratched her hair in distress, "Won't it ruin your relationship? I will be a sinner if you divorce because of this."

"Not at all." After several hours of calmness, Wen Muyu has calmed down now, "If she doesn't mention it, just pretend nothing happened."

Xue Ziqing asked: "What if I mention it?"

Wen Muyu shrugged.

Then she can't help it, who told them to be unreasonable.

"Otherwise, just say that you asked me to scold you?" Xue Ziqing sat up straight, "You two husband and wife quarreled at the end of the bed, and it is really unreasonable for me, an outsider, to scold her."

Looking at the man who was crazily dumping the pot, Wen Muyu glanced coldly.

"If you didn't mention this punishment, we wouldn't have these things."

Xue Ziqing knew she was wrong, and scratched her cheek resentfully.

"I was drunk. But you used to be very restrained, why did you get drunk with me?"

"Drink too much." Wen Muyu pointed his chin in the direction of the trash can, where there were two bags of empty wine bottles.

She only took beer at first, but there was still a bottle of red wine when cleaning, so she should have picked it up later.

I mixed beer and red wine, and I drank so much, it's no wonder I wasn't drunk.

The two of you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally sighed together.

After two days of worrying, Wen Muyu was relieved when she saw that Wen Xuerou had neither contacted nor meant to "threat".

Time gradually came to the end of May, and the weather gradually warmed up.

Over the past month, Grandpa Wen has gradually delegated power to Wen Muyu.Wen Muyu has the experience of the previous life, so it is not difficult to take over.But in addition to the people arranged by her grandfather, she has to cultivate her own people.Therefore, on weekends, I either work overtime at the company, or work overtime at home and hold video conferences.

By mid-June, the group had developed in the direction she expected, opening up many new markets.

But before he could catch his breath, Hua Ruijin called.The reason was that Wen Xuerou had an accident while filming the scene of falling into the water, and she couldn't wake up with a high fever.

Wen Muyu was stunned.

This is something that did not exist in the previous life.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when he received the call, Wen Muyu could only ask his secretary to book the nearest flight ticket, and at the same time postpone tomorrow's meeting, then simply packed his luggage and rushed to City W.

Until boarding the plane, Wen Muyu still felt like a dream.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw Wen Xuerou lying pale in the ward, and she couldn't sleep at all that night.

At noon, the stewardess brought lunch over.

Wen Muyu didn't have much appetite, but she still ate a lot based on the principle of not wasting.

The fruit after the meal was mango, which reminded her of the recording of variety shows.

Every time she ate a mango, Wen Xuerou would kiss her and get allergic.

But it shouldn't happen this time, right?

She smiled rarely, picked up a fork and finished the mango in the lunch box.

Hua Ruijin arranged for Wen Xuerou's assistant to come pick her up.

After Wen Muyu got in touch with his assistant, he asked him to take him directly to the hospital.

"For the sake of reality, the director asked Xue Rou to shoot in the real lake." The assistant paused, "Yesterday evening, I had to make up a fall into the water scene. After filming, Xue Rou said she was a little tired, so she went back to the hotel to rest. There is For her role, when I went to find her, I found her lying on the ground with a flushed face."

Wen Muyu pursed her lips tightly.

Wen Xuerou's physique is not healthy, and she is extremely prone to illness on weekdays.After getting married in the previous life, the main reason Wen Muyu went to learn how to cook was to nourish Wen Xuerou's body.She helped to recuperate for a year or two, and Wen Xuerou's body gradually recovered, and the number of illnesses and colds decreased significantly.

But after her rebirth, she never thought about it.

Is it because of this reason that there will be different developments?

Wen Muyu squeezed her eyebrows.She just wanted to separate peacefully, and never thought that any accident would happen to Wen Xuerou.

When she arrived at the hospital, Wen Xuerou was still awake, and the hanging bottle next to her was slowly dripping down.

Wen Muyu went to the bed and sat down, reached out and touched the other's cheek, feeling a warmth.

The assistant on the side explained: "The temperature has dropped a bit now. The highest point was 39 degrees last night."

"Thank you for your hard work." Wen Muyu retracted her hand, caught a glimpse of the dark circles under the assistant's eyes, and said, "I'll take care of it next, you can go and have a rest first."

"Okay, then I'll bring you dinner tonight."

An hour after the assistant left, Wen Xuerou's temperature rose again.

Wen Muyu called the doctor.

After tossing back and forth several times, it was not until midnight that Wen Xuerou's body temperature completely stabilized.

Wen Muyu was exhausted physically and mentally, so she didn't go back to the hotel to rest, and just lay down by the bed to take a nap.

But this time she didn't sleep well, she always dreamed about the things in her previous life.

The next day, she opened her eyes in a daze, and met a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes.

"Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

"No need." Wen Muyu stayed awake for two seconds before fully waking up, massaged her temples, sat up and found that she was sleeping on Wen Xuerou's hospital bed, and Wen Xuerou was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her.

I don't know, I thought she was the patient.

Wen Muyu lifted the quilt and stood up, "Why am I lying here?"

She remembered that she was lying on the bedside to sleep last night.

"I hugged it." Wen Xuerou curled her lips and looked at her with a radiant look.

Wen Muyu felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

After sweeping his gaze, he noticed Wen Xuerou's lips, and then he understood.

"You kissed me again?"

Wen Xuerou touched her lips subconsciously, feeling the prickly around her lips, her smile stopped.

"I ate the mango." Wen Muyu spread her hands, her originally nervous mood was diluted by Wen Xuerou's slightly swollen lips.