Xi Quan looked at his empty arms and then at the graceful figure standing in front of him, "That's it, are you going to get a divorce?"

Yan Han looked at him: "Isn't this enough?"

Xi Quan: "I don't agree."

Yan Han didn't expect that he would disagree. He stared at him blankly for a moment. After the two of them looked at each other for a while, she finally covered her eyes with her fingers and exhaled lightly, feeling a little tired.

Seeing this, the man on the sofa kept his eyebrows closed and stood up after a moment, "I'll talk about your celebration banquet first."

Yan Han didn't say anything, indeed there was no time at this moment. She just couldn't help but say it when he was thinking about playing with her. He didn't want him to waste these thoughts anymore, and didn't want to hide them from the thoughts she already had in her heart.

The celebration banquet was in the banquet hall of a hotel in Paris. There were still a large number of celebrities and friends in the fashion circle. Everyone praised yesterday's show for its beauty, and Yan Han's dress was full of aura. Today, he was wearing a graceful silver dress with a graceful body and was extremely beautiful. The key was that he was surrounded by her husband.

Anyway, all kinds of winners in life.

Yan Han sounds really in a good mood. After all, the things she has been busy with have achieved good results, and no one is unhappy.

Over the past six months, the ups and downs have been cured and supported by work.

But she was blocked by Xi Quan since the first glass of wine at the banquet, and he didn't let her get a drop of wine.

Yan Han didn't say anything. Her body is indeed not suitable for drinking now.

But he seemed to drink a little too much. Even when he was not having a social engagement, he still held up his glasses and continued the wine, which seemed to be in a bad mood.

Yan Han recalled the topic he had just said, then watched him raise his glass and drink it all over again, took a deep breath and called him, "Xi Quan."

"Let's talk about it when you go back."

"Don't drink that much."

"Don't worry, it's not that easy to get drunk." He curled his lips at her, "You don't know how much I drink."

Yan Han and him looked at each other firmly.

A moment later, he raised his glass and suddenly ran into her, "Congratulations, the show is successful."

Yan Han's eyes flashed, and then he reached out, but the cup was taken away by him, and he drank it all in one go.

She looked at it without blinking, and finally turned around.

But the next second my palm was held by someone. She turned around, and he held her hand and gently rubbed it, "Why is Da Xiatian's hand so cold?"

She looked at it for two seconds and wanted to pull her hand back, but he held it.

Yan Han: "Xi Quan."

He held her hand in his palm as if he hadn't heard it, and turned his head and came to say hello to her, and immediately praised him, "Miss Yan and Mr. Xi are so loving."

She laughed dryly, raised her glass and clinked it, and finally he took the wine glass.

She smiled and said, "I feel uncomfortable, my husband drinks it for me."

When the person heard this, he immediately said, "Mr. Xi is also too fond of his wife and has already drunk a lot of wine."

Yan Han bent his red lips, looked at him, smiled and lowered his head.

The two of them socialized until about ten o'clock in the evening before they took the bus back, and they had nothing to say along the way.

When Yan Han arrived home, he asked in a low voice: "Have you drunk too much? Have you sobered up?"

Xi Quan pulled his tie and shook his head.

Yan Han: "Then you go and take a shower and have a break early."

Xi Quan stood with her back, silent for a while, then went into the bedroom to wash without saying anything.

Yan Han touched his forehead with his hand and felt a little hot. He had been thinking about things in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. His head was too complicated and his body couldn't bear it anymore.

She went to take some cold medicine by herself, but when it was cold, she finished drinking it. Xi Quan just finished taking a shower.

When she went in and finished washing herself, it was already late at night outside, and the man on the bed seemed to be asleep, but she had just slept on the other side, but he moved, turned over and took her into his arms.

Yan Han was slightly stunned, but when she saw him closing her eyes, she didn't say anything and closed her eyes to sleep. Perhaps because she was feeling uncomfortable, she fell asleep quickly tonight.

The man holding her soon opened his eyes and looked down at her. Yan Han didn't know, and the man looked at her for a long time.

When I was about to fall asleep, I found that her forehead was a little hot.

Xi Quan touched her hand, touched her cheek again, and finally got up carefully, put the person out of bed and went into the bathroom to get a towel.

Yan Han had never slept so deeply for a day. The things that had been busy for more than half a year have completely come to an end tonight. However, she has not been in a good mood for the past six months. She has been slacking off until tonight. When a feast ends, she can't hold on.

Xi Quan put the towel on her forehead to cool down, and the person went out to look for cold medicine, but saw an empty box of cold medicine in the kitchen trash can, which means she had just taken the medicine.

Why do you still have a fever?

The time was too short and I could not take the same medicine again, so Xi Quan poured only a cup of hot water back to the bedroom.

He sat for a while, then took the towel on her forehead to wet, and came out to cool her down.

After a while, she felt that the temperature was pressed down by the towel, but her cheeks were still very hot, flushed, and her hands were also hot.

Xi Quan took out his cell phone and checked the nearby pharmacies, then tucked the quilt, changed his clothes and went out.

White Porsche rushes across Paris at midnight, and when he shows up in sight at a 24-hour pharmacy, he stops and goes in.

Two French girls and clerks were dozing off. Suddenly, they heard a sound of knocking on their faces at the counter and both woke up.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw an extraordinary handsome man appearing in front of him in black, cold.

The clerk standing in front of him was stunned and thought he was dreaming.

Xi Quan: "Give me fever-relieving medicine."

After the words came, the other party did not respond and was still staring at him blankly. He frowned and knocked down on the table, "Fever Reduction Medicine." His voice was as cold as ice.

The little French girl was frightened by his aura and face, and immediately came back to her senses, and then ran to look for her carefully, "Relieve, is it a fever-reducing medicine?"

"Yeah," his voice was filled with impatience, "Hurry up."

The little girl was ordered by him and her hands shook again and again, as if she had encountered a robbery late at night. The medicine box on her hand fell to the ground, and then the inward light saw the tall man frowning deeper.

She picked it up immediately, then took a few boxes of medicine, then quickly took it to the counter to check out, informed each medicine how to use it, swiped the card, and before she could say it, the man had already turned around and walked out quickly, and walked away from the Porsche that was docking outside and left.

The clerk slowed down, patted his chest and turned his head to the clerk's sister next to him, "He looks very handsome, but his temper is too bad, and he is not as gentleman as a French man."

Another clerk also felt that the scene just now was a bit different, but she said objectively: "It must be very urgent for people to buy antipyretics, you are slow."

"But I didn't come back to my senses. Such a person came in midnight, and, who do you think he bought antipyretics for?"

"Wife, or girlfriend."

"Although he has a bad temper, the person who asked him to buy medicine is still very lucky."

Xi Quan drove home quickly, went upstairs and poured another glass of water into the bedroom.

He touched Yan Han's forehead, but the fever still did not subside. Moreover, when he went out, he didn't change the towel for her, and the temperature on his forehead actually increased again.

Xi Quan's face was a little bad, "You just took the fake medicine." He called her, "Yan Han, Yan Han, get up and take the medicine."

Yan Han was shouted for four or five times before he woke up vaguely, and then he was held from behind in his arms and hugged into his chest. She leaned comfortably, and listened in a daze to hear a voice in his ear and said gently: "Drink water and take the medicine."

She opened her mouth and took a sip of the water placed on her lips, then took the cup away, was fed a few more pills, and then fed another sip of water.

"Western medicine, be careful not to choke." Xi Quan didn't dare to feed too many of those medicines at once. There were twenty of those medicines in total. He only dared to feed her two or three at a time, for fear that she would choke.

But after feeding three times, the person with the fever was not sure if he was annoyed, so he closed his eyes and found the medicine in his palm, took it and put it into his mouth, then poured the remaining half cup of water, and then slowly lay down.

Xi Quan looked at her silently, came to his senses and smiled slightly for some reason, and then tucked her a quilt.

The next time was waiting for another hour. After sitting down, he went to explore her head and lowered it a little, but it was quite slow.

It was only after sitting until it was almost dawn that he could barely get rid of his fever. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and went to bed.

Yan Han woke up at ten o'clock in the morning. When he turned over with soreness, he saw the cup and a pile of medicine boxes on the bedside table. She picked it up in a daze and saw that it was actually a fever-reducing medicine.

Then she remembered that she took cold medicine last night, so she touched her forehead. It was not hot, but this made her body feel like a sequelae of fever, so soft that she was completely powerless.

She got up with difficulty and washed up. Before the people on the bed woke up, she stood by the bed and watched. I wonder if he didn't sleep all night last night to take care of her, so she reached out to tuck him in the quilt.

Because he didn't have the habit of making breakfast alone, Yan Han didn't know what to do after getting up, and lunch was still early.

She cleaned up the room and studio, then opened it in the living room with her computer, and arranged for her vacation.

If Xi Quan agreed to divorce, she would go back to China with him in the past two days, complete the procedures and then come back, and then find a place to take a vacation.

Where to go, she actually didn’t want to go, she just felt that she couldn’t stay in the same place forever and couldn’t breathe.

Yan Han browsed the web to browse tourist attractions one by one.

She had been to most of the fun places in the world before she graduated from college, but after graduation, she opened a company and entered a business that became a busy dog, and never took a long vacation again.

Take the opportunity to take a break this time. If you keep busy like this endlessly, your body and mind will not be able to bear it.

At some point, footsteps came from behind her. She looked back and touched her forehead with her hand the next second.

Yan Han sat quietly. After touching him, he touched his forehead with his hand, "No more burning."

"Did you go buy me medicine last night?" she asked.

"Yes." Xi Quan raised his eyebrows, "Forgot what happened last night?"

"I don't have any impression." Yan Han smiled, "Thank you."
To be continued...