Song Feixue grabbed him, "Where are you going?"

Nie Zheng frowned and his thin lips tightly pursed.

"Uh..." Song Feixue immediately understood, "A Zheng, I'm not going to interfere with you, but I'm your girlfriend, I care about you."

Nie Zheng still did not answer, but urged Liao Qingming, "Have you arranged it?"

"Okay, OK." Liao Qingming nodded repeatedly, "Mr. Nie, you can set off soon."

Seeing this, Song Feixue's expression was not very natural, "Are you very busy? Then go, I won't stop you."

"Um."

Nie Zheng nodded and paused.

"Feixue, you don't have to work lately? I remember that your show and variety shows are all arranged very well."

“Uh, yes.”

Song Feixue tilted her hair, "I miss you, I've taken time to come."

However, she was so concerned about it, and she came...it was a vain joy.

"I'm leaving [new     ]."

Nie Zheng didn't say much and took Liao Qingming away.

"A Zheng..."

Song Feixue called out and got stuck in her throat. Why is this happening? She finally waited until Nie Zheng divorced and became his girlfriend, but in the end... they didn't seem to get close to each other at all.

Apart from the title of a girlfriend she thought, she could not feel Nie Zheng's little intimacy with her.

This made Song Feixue very nervous...

The phone in my pocket kept vibrating, and Song Feixue picked it up impatiently.

"Hey?" Song Feixue angrily scolded, "What's the matter? You keep calling?"

On the other end, her assistant Xiao Chen, who was very careful, "Sister Feixue, have you not come to the crew yet? The director is waiting."

"Then let him wait!"

Song Feixue was furious and angry.

"What's wrong? Can't I let him wait for this position? Tell him, just wait if you like, and don't like to wait, and you have the ability to change me!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Song Feixue naturally knew that it was impossible for the director to change her. Her backstage was Nie Zheng.

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Here, Nie Zheng hurried to the ancient city.

Feng Xiaoxiao was already lying on the hospital bed, and the treatment was done, and the infusion was on her left hand.

Pushing open the door, Nie Zheng walked in, Fu Jie was guarding the bed, and immediately stood up when he saw him.

"Mr. Nie."

"Yes." Nie Zheng nodded, his eyes fell on Feng Xiaoxiao, "Go out."

"Yes." Fu Jie nodded and went out with Liao Qingming.

Nie Zheng sat down beside the bed, gently held Feng Xiaoxiao's hand, and whispered, "What's going on? How can people who don't get sick often make themselves like this?"

Behind him, the door was pushed open.

Nie Zheng frowned, about to be impatient.

But the nurse came in, who came to change the infusion bottle for Feng Xiaoxiao. He happened to hear Nie Zheng talking to himself.

So she explained: "She was under too much pressure, which was stressful stomach cramps and intestinal colic."

Excessive pressure?

Nie Zheng even more confused. He had clearly given Xiaoxiao enough alimony. She could live a good life without working in the future. Why would she still feel pressured? She is such a fool.

The nurse changed the infusion bottle and looked at Nie Zheng.

"Are you her boyfriend?"

"Uh?" Nie Zheng was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

The nurse thought he had agreed and told me, "She woke up later. You were carrying her on her back. In this case, the gastrointestinal tract needs to stimulate peristalsis, and the medicine can only relieve the pain. Remember?"

"Uh, OK."

Nie Zheng nodded dullly.

The nurse turned around and went out. Nie Zheng quietly stood by the bed, waiting for Feng Xiaoxiao to wake up.

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Feng Xiaoxiao woke up and felt her mouth was very dry.

"Water..." The first subconscious reaction was to drink water.

"Oh." Nie Zheng nodded quickly, gave her the water, and handed it to her mouth, "Drink it."

Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and thought she was dreaming. Otherwise, how could she see Nie Zheng?

Seeing that she didn't move, Nie Zheng was surprised, "What's wrong?"

He seemed to understand, and walked around behind Feng Xiaoxiao and asked her to lean on him, "Do you have no strength? I'll feed you like this."

Behind him leaning against Nie Zheng's delicate chest and feeling his familiar body temperature, Feng Xiaoxiao slowly woke up - this is not a dream, this is true Nie Zheng.

"Drink."

Nie Zheng was patient and coaxed her.

Feng Xiaoxiao blinked and lowered her head to drink water. "Cough cough..."

It was a bit anxious to drink, and it was choking.

"Slow down." Nie Zheng hurriedly reached out to wipe her, "What's the hurry? Drink slowly."

Feng Xiaoxiao avoided and shook her head, "Okay, don't want it."

Nie Zheng put down the water cup, but the man was still behind Feng Xiaoxiao. Feng Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed, "I want to lie down."

"Don't."

Nie Zheng helped her, "The doctor said, I'll move when you wake up."

"Hmm?" Feng Xiaoxiao blinked blankly. How could she move like this now?

"hehe."

Nie Zheng smiled and rubbed her head.

"It's not that you can move yourself, but that I can move on your back, saying that your gastrointestinal tract is not smooth and you need to move."

As he said that, he turned his back to Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Come on, come on."

Looking at his crisp back, Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and lay down. Nie Zheng stood up with her back and walked back and forth in the room.

"Is this OK?" Nie Zheng asked carefully, "Will it hurt?"

"No." Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head.

"That's good." Nie Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "If it hurts, just say, I'll walk a little slower."

"...Hmm." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. In the room, there was only the sound of Nie Zheng's footsteps and their breathing.

It was Nie Zheng who spoke first.

"Your disease is stressful, why do you put so much pressure on yourself?" Nie Zheng asked, with a faint reproach.

Feng Xiaoxiao's cheek was pressed against his back, and her voice was a little dumb.

"I didn't mean it, because the premiere was too successful, and the film crew also started to promote me. Before each performance, the director also said that many people came for me..."

This pressure was invisibly instilled into the heart little by little.

Nie Zheng nodded, "This is a good thing, but you have to learn to adjust and turn pressure into motivation, so that you can't let it hurt your body."

"Um."

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, "I have never experienced these things before, and it will get better in the future."

Why.

Nie Zheng sighed silently. Seeing her like this, he really didn't know whether his original decision was right or wrong.

According to his idea, Xiaoxiao was so at ease to be Mrs. Nie who only knows how to spend money, which was the best.

However, Xiaoxiao had her own ideas and pursuits, and he could not stop her. Since that is the case, it would be better to give her a gust of wind to help her succeed.

"Mr. Nie..."

Feng Xiaoxiao finally asked in a quiet voice.

"Why are you here?"

Nie Zheng paused and asked her, "If I say, I happened to pass by, do you believe it?"

Feng Xiaoxiao thought for a while and asked him: "Mr. Nie thinks, do I feel that stupid?"

Oh.

Nie Zheng sneered, "No, you are not stupid, you are just a little slow."
Chapter completed!