The Cannon Fodder Strikes Back

Yun Jinshu raised his hand to touch Han Jiang's face, his hand was cold, his heart also trembled, he was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Apart from these, what else did you dream about?"

Han Jiang's eyes were full of red blood, and the redness was a little scary. He folded his hands on the back of Yun Jinshu's hand, shook his head and said, "I don't know...my head is in a mess now, and I have been doing it all the time. All kinds of dreams, but the moment I woke up, I forgot everything, I just remembered that you disappeared from my eyes bit by bit, but I could only stand there, there was nothing I could do..."

He held Yun Jinshu's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear from his sight.Yun Jinshu raised his head and looked at him, his black eyes seemed to be thick ink that could not be melted, and after a long time, the corners of his mouth curled up with difficulty and said, "Everything in the dream is false, even if it is true, what happened is what happened It’s useless for you to regret it.”

Han Jiang didn't notice the deep meaning of Yun Jinshu's words, he just took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have woken you up because of such a trivial matter, heh... I'm making you laugh. "

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. Although his expression was very tired, he had already put away the panicked look just now, and became the relaxed Han Jiang again.

Yun Jinshu stared at him intently, suddenly felt a little cold, and asked him after wrapping the clothes tightly around his body, "Why didn't you leave just now? Is it fun for you to come to my door to blow the cold wind, the grand young master of the Han family?"

Han Jiang rubbed his frozen red hands, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "The wind and snow outside are too strong, and the guards downstairs saw that I was alone and wouldn't let me out, so I came back."

"Then why didn't you say it just now?"

Han Jiang smiled wryly, "You said that, what face do I have to knock on your door again?"

Yun Jinshu's heart was suffocated, he looked at Han Jiang and didn't speak for a while, the cold wind outside the door was blowing, the whole corridor was silent, only Han Jiang stood there alone, with the A box of untouched cake and red wine.

He sneezed uncontrollably from the cold, Yun Jinshu could no longer throw Han Jiang outside like this, and let out the door with a sigh, "Come in, it's too cold outside."

Han Jiang paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile, his expression was very gentle, and he followed Yun Jinshu into the room.

The heating in the room is very sufficient, and a dim floor lamp is lit in the living room, which makes it very warm. Although it is the second time to step here, Han Jiang's mood has subtly changed from before, because Yun Jinshu is willing to do it for the first time. Opening the door of the house for the second time meant that he was one step closer to him.

It's like you'd open the door once for someone who knocks on the wrong door, but you wouldn't open it a second time unless you acquiesced in his approach.

Han Jiang drank a few sips of the hot tea that Yun Jinshu brought him, and a warm current surged through his body, followed by a chill oozing from his bones, which made him shiver instantly, and his throat was a little dry and itchy, "cough...cough Cough...it's too late, go to sleep and leave me alone."

Yun Jinshu, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at him, clearly knowing that he could not give in again for Han Jiangyi, but he obviously had a cold, so he sighed slightly in his heart, and he took out a thermometer from the drawer and handed it to him. In the past, "Here you are, let's talk after the measurement."

Han Jiang laughed, took the thermometer and said, "I can count my own body, it doesn't matter, cough...cough cough..."

Yun Jinshu ignored his words at all, just sat there looking at him, and pointed to the door, meaning that you should take your temperature or get out.

Yun Jinshu has always been indifferent, as if he likes everything and doesn't care about anything, but it is the first time for Han Jiang to see such a tough side of him. For some reason, he feels a little happy in his heart.

Even the smile on his face deepened a bit, he obediently clamped the thermometer under his armpits, he looked at Yun Jinshu, Yun Jinshu looked away, unwilling to see his face.

Five minutes passed quickly, and at 5 degrees 38, Master Han really had a fever.

Looking at the numbers on the thermometer, Yun Jinshu felt a little dizzy. He found this apartment temporarily. He hadn't lived in it for a few days, and he didn't even have time to prepare cold medicine. At this time, Han Jiang's temperature was so high. It was snowing so heavily outside that it was unrealistic to go out and buy medicine.

Yun Jinshu was in a hurry, but Han Jiang didn't seem to care at all, he grabbed his hand and said, "It's okay, don't worry, cough cough... just got a little cold, I... cough cough... sleep Enough."

"I'm not worried about you!" Yun Jinshu shook off his hand and poured him a cup of boiling hot water, "I'm afraid that you, Young Master Han, will die here, and I won't be able to do business with the police!"

Han Jiang laughed out loud, waved his hands and was delighted to see his rarely angry expression, "Okay, okay, don't worry, go to sleep, I'll be fine tomorrow morning after lying on the sofa... Cough cough cough..."

Han Jiang coughed violently, and his face was red from the heat. He was obviously a tall man, but he was shivering slightly because of the cold. At this time, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, not knowing what he wanted.

Yun Jinshu really wanted to convince himself that he was playing tricks, and he must not believe it, but thinking of his previous life, when he was sick, Han Jiang would always stay by the bedside, bring tea and water, and even use cold water when he was afraid that his hands would hurt when he was getting an IV drip. Ice the towel over and over again to help myself relieve the pain.

I remember once, when he was filming a period drama, the director asked him to chase the weeping heroine in the heavy rain. A flimsy shirt and dress vest running in the heavy rain.

Originally, this was enough to suffer, but the director always said that it didn't feel right. After making the two of them NG more than a dozen times in a row, Yun Jinshu had a glorious fever, and his body temperature soared to almost 40 degrees at night.

At that time, Han Jiang called the family doctor anxiously all night. After giving him antipyretic injections, he asked Mama Zhang to boil a large pot of hot ginger syrup and feed it into his mouth spoon by spoon.

At that time, Yun Jinshu relied on and believed in Han Jiang so much, but he never thought that one day the two of them would become like this.

Slightly sour in his heart, and then mixed with bitterness welling up in his throat, Yun Jinshu withdrew his wild thoughts, grabbed Han Jiang's arm and walked to the bedroom.

Han Jiang, who was going to spend the night in the living room, was also stunned at this moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Jin Shu, what are you doing?"

Yun Jinshu ignored him, directly pressed him firmly on the bed in the bedroom, and wrapped him with a soft quilt, "There is no medicine for you here, you sleep under the quilt, and you will be blessed."

After saying this, he turned around and walked out, but Han Jiang grabbed his wrist from behind, "Where are you going?"

Yun Jinshu took a deep breath, turned around to look at him and said, "There is only one bed in my house, so of course I will sleep in the living room if I give it to you."

Han Jiang froze slightly. Although the bed in the bedroom was not as spacious as the KINGSIZE in Emerald Villa, it was still a standard double bed. Yun Jinshu would rather sleep on the sofa outside than share a room with him.

I felt a little uncomfortable, but finally lifted the quilt and stood up, "Jin Shu, if you go outside, everyone will be together, anyway, I won't sleep on my own bed, cough cough..."

Yun Jinshu scratched his hair a little irritably. There was only one quilt in this apartment. If it wasn’t for this, how could he have given up the only bed to Han Jiang? ?

"Boss Han, why do you have to rely on me when you are so sick? Our contract has been broken, and I have no obligation to warm your bed again!"

Avoiding Han Jiang's scorching gaze, Yun Jinshu walked out as if fleeing, but Han Jiang hugged her body tightly from behind.

His hot chest pressed against him, and Han Jiang's scorching breath sprayed behind his ears. Even though he was a little dizzy from the fever, his arms were still tightly bound together, as if he wanted to embed the brocade book in his arms.

"This has nothing to do with the contract, and I didn't intend to rely on you, I just want... at least to fall asleep for a while before having nightmares, and to be able to see you for the first time when I wake up."

Yun Jinshu's nasal cavity was a little sore, and he stood there stiffly and motionless. Han Jiang's broken kiss fell down, kissing behind his ear all the way to the earlobe, and his arms became tighter and tighter, even Yun Jinshu pushed hard. Do not drive him.

During the struggle, a violent cough came from behind. Han Jiang's arms could no longer exert strength, and he covered his mouth and curled up coughing, his cheeks were flushed, and cold sweat dripped down.

Yun Jinshu looked at him condescendingly, always having the illusion that Han Jiang, an indestructible man, had been trampled under his feet, but in a flash he felt that he was really ridiculous.

He stretched out his hand to help Han Jiang onto the bed, and he lifted the quilt and got into the bed. Han Jiang was stunned first, coughing and asking him, "Jin Shu...cough cough...you...this is?"

"Stop talking nonsense, stop tossing, and go to sleep."

Yun Jinshu's voice was hard, with no ups and downs at all. He raised his hand and turned off the lamp beside the bed. Han Jiang, who was standing aside, let out a chuckle after a while, and then lifted the quilt and got in.

The two were lying side by side on the not-so-large double bed, with about half an inch between each other's arms. Yun Jinshu thought that Han Jiang would say something to him, but he didn't, and just stayed with him quietly. Lie still.

After a while, Han Jiang's breathing gradually became steady and regular, Yun Jinshu turned his back to him, and closed his eyes.

Maybe it was because the day was too exhausting, maybe it was the biological clock, Yun Jinshu just fell asleep after a while, lying quietly on his side under the quilt, with his arms tightly wrapped around himself , like insecurity.

The clock was ticking forward, and when the room was quiet, Han Jiang opened his eyes, tried hard to suppress the discomfort in his throat, coughed a few times, moved his body gently, and slowly moved towards Yunjin. The book approached, and at the moment when the skin touched, he stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly from behind.

Kissed Yun Jinshu's neck with hot and hot lips, and closed his eyes with peace of mind, dreamless all night.

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When Yun Jinshu woke up, Han Jiang had already left. If it wasn't for the misplacement of the thermometer, he almost thought that Han Jiang slept here all night was his hallucination.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, took out his phone and subconsciously wanted to send a text message to Han Jiang, asking him how his cold was doing, but when he regained consciousness, he hurriedly threw the phone aside.

What does it matter if Master Han is dead or alive?Since he was able to leave without a sound, it meant that he would not die for a while.What's more, even if he is not far from death, let Wen Zeyun take it as if he lost his life, and let Wen Zeyun do it.

Scratching his messy hair, he walked out of the bedroom and saw the breakfast on the coffee table in the living room with a note beside it:

[I don’t know what you like to eat, so let the takeaway make a few random ones, and you will eat as you please.By the way, thank you for your hospitality last night, my cold has recovered a lot, don't worry. 】

He knew it was Han Jiang just by the way he spoke. He glanced at the breakfast on the table, including shrimp dumplings in crystal sauce, buns with coconut milk in hibiscus, three fresh egg drop soup, and a plate of side dishes sprinkled with sesame seeds. It makes people very appetizing, and it is very in line with Yunjinshu's taste.

The most thoughtful thing is that there is a layer of water stove under the breakfast plate to keep the temperature of the food. When you touch it with your hands, it will not be hot or cold. It really is Han Jiang's consistent style of doing things.

Yun Jinshu sneered, threw the note into the trash can, took out a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and sat on the sofa. Anyway, since it was Master Han's wish, he had no reason to be ungrateful, at least last night because of him. In the second half of the night, it is time to ask for spiritual compensation.

While eating, he turned on the TV casually. The "Wen Zeyun's drug trafficking and prostitution" incident that was so hot yesterday has disappeared today.

Most of the channels are broadcasting innocuous programs, a few entertainment channels that are known for their sharpness, and even have selective amnesia at all. He changed his mouth, and even the previous host disappeared.

Yesterday at the gate of Xinghui, Wen Zeyun had such a quarrel with reporters and fans that even the police were dispatched. Today, the media didn't even fart. Anyone knows that someone is deliberately putting pressure behind their backs.

Yun Jinshu sneered, and tightly clenched his fingers holding the chopsticks. He also knew that with the power of the Wen family, he would never be able to resist this tactic for a long time. Thinking of Wen Zeyun's arrogance and arrogance and those shady things he did, he was able to escape the flames of war. I have to admit that this is the power of power.

Thinking of this, Yun Jinshu no longer wanted to eat breakfast, turned off the TV, stuffed a few mouthfuls casually, put on his clothes and went out.

Because of the indefinite shutdown of "The Tree Is Like This" and Gu Yan's temporary strike, the crew is basically at a standstill, and taking advantage of this period, Zhao Hanchuan helped Yun Jinshu accept a few new plays, and today is the day to audition on the set.

He rushed to the set in a hurry, many crew members were already waiting there, Yun Jinshu hurriedly apologized with a smile, a few witty words made everyone happy, plus he himself loves to laugh, so the crew put on some makeup Miss Shi was delighted by his teasing, and when she was actually putting on clothes, she wished she could put all the shining things on his face.

Yun Jinshu hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, and said with a pitiful face, "I'm playing the role of the second prince of the enemy country, not the light bulb that crossed over to the fourth master. All sisters, please hold your hands high and let me go."

The main make-up artist was a strange aunt with a round face, she patted his face, and sprinkled some glitter powder on his head, "Brat, it's no use begging for mercy, my sister will definitely make you look so handsome, Don't interrupt me!"

Yun Jinshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he wailed a few times and could only sit obediently on the chair and let a few women take care of him.

The TV series filmed this time is a traditional costume drama, and it takes six or seven hours just to put on a costume. Yun Jinshu was tossed by Han Jiang until midnight, and now he woke up early, so he was sleepy after a while The upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and the head dropped involuntarily and began to doze off.

At this time, the make-up artist was about to hide the hair on the back of his head into a wig, but he caught sight of the not dark but particularly glaring hickey on the back of Yun Jinshu's neck.

Several women looked at each other, and the movement of their hands stopped. Suddenly, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and they even began to imagine how passionate and hot women could gnaw a man's neck like this.

When the atmosphere was at its most delicate, Zhao Hanchuan came late, and happened to see this scene when he walked over, and his heart immediately rose to his throat.

"cough……"

Zhao Hanchuan coughed lowly, walked over with a slumped face and said, "Just now I saw the director looking around for a makeup artist, saying that the heroine's costume was too thick, you go and have a look."

One sentence sent a group of women away, and Yun Jinshu, who was dozing on a chair, hadn't realized what he had exposed until now.

Couldn't help but went up and patted him on the head, Yun Jinshu woke up with an "Ouch" pain, rubbed his eyes and saw Zhao Hanchuan with a dark face, and said in a daze, "Uh...Zhao Dapai How did you come?"

Zhao Hanchuan pinched his face hard like iron and steel, turned around twice and said, "If I don't come again, you will lose face, boy, you said it's not the first day you've been on the road, why are you still so disrespectful?" careful?"

Yun Jinshu looked astonished, covered his blushing face and said, "What am I doing again? Aunt Zhao, how can you talk better than the aunt of the neighborhood committee?"

With a dark face, Zhao Hanchuan took out a mirror from the drawer and put it behind his neck, pointed to the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the opposite side and said, "See? I was so worried about your affairs last night that I stayed up all night, but you ran away freely Go and have sex with someone, look at your sluggish face, you have too much body and kidney deficiency, right?"

What he said was quite damaging, Yun Jinshu woke up suddenly, leaned in front of the mirror and took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a not-so-large hickey on the back of his right ear. It can't be seen hidden in the hair, but it looks particularly dazzling after wearing a wig.

After remembering that Han Jiang was lying on his right side last night, he must have made this thing, Yun Jinshu's face became a little ugly, and his hand holding the phone was also clenched.

Seeing that his expression was flickering, Zhao Hanchuan could only sigh and pull him out of the dressing room, and hid him in a small corner before asking, "Is this caused by Gu Yan?"

Yun Jinshu's eyes widened, and goosebumps exploded in an instant, "Hey! What are you talking about? What does this have to do with Gu Yan?"

"That's Han Jiang?"

Yun Jinshu looked away, his face became a little pale, Zhao Hanchuan understood, sighed helplessly and said, "You, you, let me tell you what's good about you, why are you so close to Han Jiang at this time? If Let him know that what Wen Zeyun did was done by you?"

Yun Jinshu was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Actually, I'm really not afraid of being known by him. I don't believe that Wen Zeyun would be able to protect him frantically if he did such a thing."

"He won't help, but the Wen family can just sit back and ignore it." Zhao Hanchuan tugged his collar irritably and said, "Do you know that all the influential media in the country received the notice from above yesterday, and you gave it to me Those videos and recordings were also forced to be cut down. Wen Zeyun was locked up at the police station for a day yesterday. Mr. Wen was already impatient. He was still trying to find out who was behind the scenes in the middle of the night yesterday. You are the victim. The Wen family is very concerned. It's easy to suspect you."

When Yun Jinshu heard this, he grabbed Zhao Hanchuan's wrist, "Did they make things difficult for you?"

Zhao Hanchuan shook his head, "Don't worry, I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and I don't have any other connections. I didn't personally share anything you gave me. Instead, I changed an Icelandic IP and hacked a family. If you throw it out on the Internet, there will be no problem. But because of this, I am worried, what if they can't find the source, and they are full of resentment and arrest you to vent their anger?"

Yun Jinshu smiled, and took a long breath, "It's fine if you're fine. Don't worry about the rest. I know it well. The Wen family won't suspect me for the time being. The young master Wen Zeyun has eyes on the top of his head. He never put me in his eyes, he probably thought that I would always hold back and not make a big deal."

"What's more, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Anyone with a brain will be the first to suspect me, but because of this, my suspicion is the least. Because this approach is too idiotic, the Wen family may The first to rule out."

Zhao Hanchuan rubbed his forehead and patted his shoulder, "Oh...you can do whatever you want, I know your stubborn temper, I just want to remind you to pay attention, by the way, I have something for you."

As he spoke, Zhao Hanchuan took out a violet invitation letter from his pocket, with a pearly white ribbon tied on it, and the word "sincerely invited" printed on it.

Yun Jinshu took it over in doubt and looked at it, "What is this?"

"On the 60st of next month, the old man of the Wen family will have his [-]th birthday. Li Ke has a good relationship with the Wen family, so Xinghui's artists will have to go to make fun of it. I know you probably don't want to go, but if you want to continue to be in this circle in the future It's a must to show your face."

Holding the invitation letter, Yun Jinshu suddenly felt a little hot. He hated the house and Wu. He was absolutely unwilling to let him meet the Wen family. But after five or six years in the circle, he also understood the rules of the game.

Smiling and nodding, he accepted the invitation letter, "I understand Brother Zhao, you don't have to worry about me, I will definitely be there."