I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

When Luo Mingchuan's call was connected, his low and charming voice came from the receiver, "Master."

A tingling sensation shot through Wen Wan's heart, and she quickly stopped him, "Don't flirt with me in broad daylight."

"How about tonight?" He stretched out the ending sound from his nasal cavity, which made people think a lot.

Wen Wan raised her eyebrows. She found that Luo Mingchuan was really a genius at finding loopholes.

"No, what's the matter?"

Luo Mingchuan smiled and invited, "I would like to invite the host to dinner tonight."

"Okay." Wen Wan had just finished speaking when another call came in. After checking the caller ID, he said to Luo Mingchuan, "Send me the restaurant address. I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

After hanging up Luo Mingchuan's call, he answered Jiang Ye's call, "Hello."

The silence on the other end made Wen Wan wonder if the call was disconnected. Glancing at the active caller, she seemed to sense something and asked, "Why aren't you talking?"

"Sister." Jiang Ye's tone was low and hoarse, as if he had been crying.

"Why is your voice mute? Where are you? I'll be right there."

Wen Wan used the password Jiang Ye gave her to open the door of Jiang Ye's new home. After searching around, she found Jiang Ye in the bedroom.

He was squatting at the corner of the bed with his legs hugged. When he heard the noise, he looked in Wen Wan's direction with red and watery eyes.

The two lines of clear tears had not yet dried, and tears began to flow out again, like a broken doll.

"What's going on here?"

Wen Wan still likes Jiang Ye very much. After all, he is the only male god she has successfully conquered.

I have a little more preference for him in my heart.

She squatted opposite Jiang Ye and stroked his red cheeks, the heat burning her fingers.

"Why is it so hot? Let's go to the hospital."

Jiang Ye took Wen Wan's cold little hand, put it on his cheek again, and rubbed it, "Sister, I miss you so much."

"Be good, I know. Why don't you go to the hospital if you have a fever? Where's your assistant?" Wen Wan's tone was still gentle.

"I gave them a day off because I didn't want to go to the hospital. Sister, don't blame them." Jiang Ye's red and swollen peach blossom eyes looked at Wen Wan, and after a while, he hugged her. His fiery breath wrapped around Wen Wan, very warm and hot.

Wen Wan ruffled his silver hair with one hand.

"I want to see my sister, I really want to see her." His pleasant bass voice was full of coquettishness.

"I've seen it." Wen Wan pulled out of his arms. "If you don't want to go to the hospital, just lie down on the bed. Have you taken your fever-reducing medicine? Do you have any fever-reducing patches at home?"

"No, there seems to be some in the medicine cabinet in the living room."

After helping Jiang Ye onto the bed, Wen Wan brought water and a medicine box.

First, I took his temperature with a thermometer, and then fed the medicine into his mouth. "I have medicine at home, but you don't take it. Do you want to burn yourself silly?"

Jiang Ye was like an obedient baby. He took the antipyretic medicine and let Wen Wan put a fever-reducing patch on him.

Wen Wan just stood up when Jiang Ye grabbed her wrist. She tilted her head back with a look of reluctance on her face. "Sister, don't go."

His eyes were red and swollen, his expression was blurry, and he looked as if he was delirious.

Wen Wan patted his hands and said, "I'm not leaving. I'm just going to the bathroom."

Jiang Ye was awakened by thirst. When he opened his eyes again, Wen Wan was asleep on the sofa beside the bed. He carefully carried her to the bed, tidied the quilt for her, and smoothed out the loose hair on her forehead.

Only then did he pick up Wen Wan's vibrating phone.

He walked out of the room, glanced at the sleeping Wen Wan, and then gently closed the door.

I answered the call from Luo Mingchuan, "Hello."

Jiang Ye looked proud, spoke in a cheerful tone, and had the attitude of a winner.

Even though Jiang Ye had a slightly nasal tone, Luo Mingchuan was stunned for a second, but he still recognized him and chuckled, "Little wolfdog."

"Boss Luo, is there something wrong? My sister is asleep."

Hearing his smug tone, the red mole at the corner of Luo Mingchuan's eyes flashed with a bit of cunning. He was not as angry as Jiang Ye had imagined, but instead spoke in a light-hearted manner.

"I really underestimated you. Let me guess, being splashed with cold water doesn't feel good."

Jiang Ye didn't take it seriously when his little tricks were exposed.

"So what? My sister is lying on my bed now."

"Really? She's just asleep, it's not like she won't wake up. Even if she wakes up, she'll have to go back to the house where she and I are." Luo Mingchuan emphasized the last few words, as if that wasn't infuriating enough, and added, "Don't you think so, brother?"