"Take the last sip, how much have you just drunk?"

"don't want."

"Okay, then take a tablet of antipyretics to see if it will be cured in the afternoon."

He held the woman and put the hot porridge aside, took out the antipyretic medicine he bought in the clinic, and took out a pill to feed it to Han Wenwen.

As a result, Han Wenwen didn't look back and her head was still buried in his arms, hiding from Jiang Chengyuan's hand holding the pills: "Shi Qing~ I said I won't drink it."

"This is a fever-reducing medicine, not a porridge."

Han Wenwen let out a whimpering reluctant voice in her throat and whispered: "No, if I say no, don't."

Although this woman is not very strong, she is very persistent in this state, and her mouth is even tightly closed.

"You are really troublesome. If I had known I would have bought a fever-reducing patch. So what would you do if you were to drink it? If you do that, I would just take you to the hospital."

Han Wenwen didn't know whether she was aware of it, but she did shake her head again: "Don't go to the hospital, I want to kiss..."

"What? I didn't hear it clearly."

Han Wenwen's red lips moved slightly, her voice getting lower and lower, as if she was usually joking: "I said I want you to kiss me... I won't drink it if I don't kiss."

"Dear?" Jiang Chengyuan looked surprised: "It's true or false. You have to kiss me if you take medicine. Is this woman watching too many Korean dramas? Well, you really have to watch enough of them."

It is said that people like what they usually like the most, and when they are sick, they will most likely dream of anything and bring them to the scenes they like. Han Wenwen can also use reality to prove the theory.

Jiang Chengyuan put her back on the bed, looked at her red lips that were scented, and thought that she would put the medicine secretly, but the other party seemed to have automatically blocked it.

She closed the medicine as soon as it reached her mouth.

After she took her hand away, she opened it slightly again.

Put her down and close again.

Jiang Chengyuan: "..."

In the end, he really had no choice but to look at the antipyretic medicine in his hand, and then at the other person's lips and forehead. In this case, she would probably not resist no matter where she kissed her.

but..

It’s better to have a forehead, it’s not interesting to take advantage of it in this case.

"This is what you asked for. I don't take advantage of you. Just don't blame me when you wake up."

Jiang Chengyuan bent down and gently tapped Han Wenwen's forehead.

It was also magical. Han Wenwen, who was confused, seemed to feel the kiss very clearly. Her weak and stubborn face suddenly felt a little relaxed.

Only then did Jiang Chengyuan feed the antipyretic medicine to her mouth. Han Wenwen no longer resisted and swallowed the medicine obediently.

Jiang Chengyuan exclaimed: "Then you can rest here and see you later."

He tidied up the quilt and got up and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, Han Wenwen, who had just stood up and was sleeping, suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The woman's face seemed to have a trace of indescribable sadness: "Don't leave me alone, don't always think about leaving me...please."

Jiang Chengyuan looked back at Han Wenwen's expression.

He sat down again: "Forget it, I'll be here to accompany you. At worst, I won't stop working today."

At the same time, outside the gate of Jiangcheng Studio.

An Audi car was parked on the side of the road.

The woman with a frosty face in the back seat stared out the window, and she could feel the pressure without saying anything.

Yan Li, who was sitting in the cab, looked at Fang Jingya through the rearview mirror, and didn't dare to speak out: "Mr. Fang, I'm here to go, why don't I go down first to see if he is there?"

Fang Jingya closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Yan Li knew she couldn't ask any more, so she waited quietly.

After a moment, Jingya spoke: "Go and have a look."

Yan Li responded and got out of the car and went to Jiang Cheng’s work door.

The shop on the second floor said it was a studio, in fact, it actually looked more like a rough house I just moved here.

Looking at the first floor from the glass door, there was nothing except the basic decoration and sofa coffee table, and it was extremely empty.

Yan Li pushed the door and found that the door was locked.

"Mr. Jiang? Is there anyone inside?"

She shouted a few times, but naturally no one answered.

Yan Li was even happy to find that there was no one. If Jiang Chengyuan was there, she would have no idea how Mr. Fang would tell him about marriage.

Yan Li returned to the Audi car and knocked on the glass in the back seat, putting the glass down a little.

He said respectfully: "Mr. Fang, it seems that the door has not been opened, and Mr. Jiang is not here."

Fang Jingya looked at the closed glass door not far away: "Then go to the company first, come again tomorrow."

Yan Li nodded and returned to the cab.

She started the vehicle and was about to drive but a message popped up on her phone.

Yan Li opened her phone to check it out. After reading the content, she smiled but fell quickly. Because it was good news this time, but she was not very happy. Yan Li turned around and said to Fang Jingya:

"Mr. Fang, Chairman Fang just said that recently you don't have to take out an hour every day to choose a blind date, and the housekeeper will not talk about blind dates to you anymore. You can use this hour to do other things.

But Chairman Fang also said that he hopes you can give him your marriage certificate with Mr. Jiang soon. Chairman Fang said that he couldn't wait to hold your wedding for you..."

Fang Jingya unconsciously exerted force after hearing this, but her tone was still cold: "I understand."

Yan Li pursed her lips in empathy, her voice less: "Mr. Fang, are you really going to marry Mr. Jiang?"

Fang Jingya stared out the window and replied Leng Bingbing: "Why not? As long as you get the marriage certificate, your father will transfer all the shares of Zhengxi Group to my name by then. There is nothing simpler and more cost-effective than this."

Yan Li frowned: "But... this is using your big things in life to make a deal. You, you don't like Mr. Jiang, don't you?"

Fang Jingya glanced at Yan Li, and this glance made Yan Li a little creepy.

She said: "I won't like anyone, I won't know before or in the future. Since my father only wants a marriage certificate, I'll give him a marriage certificate.

As long as I can carry forward the Zhengxi Group founded by my grandfather, a marriage certificate is not a price that I can’t afford. And even if I have more paper, it doesn’t matter whether I am or me or him or him.”

Yan Li shut up and knew she couldn't say more.

She stepped on the accelerator and the Audi slowly disappeared into the road far away in Jiangcheng Studio.

And on the second floor of the studio.

Jiang Chengyuan, who was sitting on the bed and was grabbed by Han Wenwen, actually heard the shouts outside the door just now.

But he really couldn't hear what the other party was shouting.

I just knew that someone must be knocking on the door.

Jiang Chengyuan even took out his cell phone and took a look.

"Shiqing and Xiaoxiao have never called each other. Who else can come to the studio to find her on Saturday? Is the landlord?"

Jiang Chengyuan remembered that this studio had only paid three months of rent, and the three months of things were not long or short.

Jiang Chengyuan laughed and just hoped that after making money from the first animation project he took, he would quickly make up for these important things, such as the decoration of the second floor of the rent, air conditioner, etc.

As for whether the landlord just knocked on the door, it proved that it was not important to have a call, so it would be fine if you didn’t open the door.

and..

He looked down at Han Wenwen grabbing his arm, thinking that he couldn't see who the person was in his state.

Jiang Chengyuan put down his cell phone and touched Han Wenwen's head with his hand. It felt not very hot.

I thought I would be able to rest on the bed, otherwise I would have to sit for hours after sitting like this, and my butt would have to be numb if I didn't move.

Take off your shoes, lie on the bed tentatively, and cover yourself with a little quilt.

As a result, Han Wenwen, who was still holding Jiang Chengyuan's arm, suddenly turned to hugging the other party's neck. In her sleep, she smiled and rubbed her face against Jiang Chengyuan's face, looking insane.

"Shi Qing~~"
Chapter completed!