The domineering president married a sweet wife

What's the matter, after pretending to be weak, silly, and sweet, do you have amnesia again?

Little prince, you are really too involved in the drama, you are filming in your dreams, and you are still dreaming when you wake up.

"This is your home, I'm Mai...Fang Yajing."

Mai Yaxi thought about it, and felt that it was better not to let the little prince know that she was not Fang Yajing.

In case he accidentally slipped the tongue, let Ye Feicheng know.

"My family? Mai Fang Yajing?"

Mai Yaxi is speechless!

Your sister's McFang...

Could it be that my brain was burnt out?

"Do you remember your own name?"

"Qian Ranqiu, do you think I've lost my memory?"

Mai Yaxi rolled her eyes.

It seems that it's not that the little prince has lost his memory or burned his brain, but that his sense of existence is too low, or his face is a bit popular, so that people can't remember it for a while.

"You don't have amnesia, why don't you even recognize your own family?"

The little prince blinked innocently: "If you don't stay at home more than one day a month, you won't recognize your own home."

A month... no more than a day?God, how busy you are, no wonder you can't recognize your home at first sight.

But when Mai Yaxi looked at the surrounding environment, it was obvious that people often lived there!

There wasn't a lot of dust on the furniture or anything...

"Then you... These things seem to be often occupied... Don't you live here often?"

The little prince smiled bitterly: "I throw things around on purpose, because I feel that if the room is messy, it will appear more lively."

Mai Yaxi was speechless, and felt that it was quite pitiful for the little prince to be in such a field.

She changed the subject decisively: "Do you feel better?"

The little prince also took a serious look to see if he was feeling better: "Well... I feel so hot... My head hurts... I'm a little dizzy... My throat doesn't feel right... Besides, I'm thirsty."

Speaking of the last sentence, he looked at Mai Yaxi eagerly, hoping that she could pour him some water.

How could Mai Yaxi have the heart to refuse this deer-like innocent look.

"Okay, I'll get you some water, but there's one condition."

The little prince struggled to support his body to sit up, and Mai Yaxi kindly helped him.

He nodded formally: "As long as I can do it, I will promise you!"

Mai Yaxi was amused: "Of course you can do it, you promised, don't go back on your word! I'll pour water."

The little prince didn't dare to nod his head vigorously, he was afraid of getting a headache.

Mai Yaxi poured water, and took back the pills he didn't take just now and handed them to him.

"Drink water and take the medicine by the way."

When the little prince saw it, he resolutely refused to take the medicine: "Don't take it!"

"You just promised me."

"I didn't! I just said I could do it!"

"It's easier to take medicine."

"I'd rather die than take medicine!"

Mai Yaxi narrowed her eyes: "Do you know what you called me when you had a high fever and talked nonsense just now?"

"do not know."

Mai Yaxi's eyes lit up: "It's fine if you don't know. If you don't take the medicine, I'll expose the nonsense you just said to the media tomorrow, and your image will be ruined!"

The little prince exploded.

He didn't know what he said that could ruin his image, but he knew that he absolutely couldn't ruin his image!

"I'll eat, can't I eat?"

His image is more important than his life, his head can be broken and blood can flow, but his image cannot be lost!

Mai Yaxi's plot succeeded, so she gave him the medicine triumphantly, and watched him take it with a sad face and bitter hatred.

That expression made her involuntarily want to cry along with her.

"It's too exaggerated, aren't you?"

"Very bitter!"

"Don't pretend, it's all sugar-coated, where is it bitter, do you still drink water?"

The little prince shook his head, embraced the quilt, and sat leaning against the head of the bed.

He looked more energetic, but his lips were still pale and his face was still haggard.

Taking advantage of his energy now, Mai Yaxi couldn't help asking: "Tell me, why are you so sick when you're so good?"

The little prince sighed helplessly: "I'm filming, and there was a diving scene, because I couldn't make it well, so I dried my hair and re-shot... I took several scenes..."

Mai Yaxi stopped talking.

It must be cold water, after tossing like this, it's no wonder you don't have a high fever...

It's really pitiful...