My husband is a rich man

How can this be tolerated?

If this can be tolerated, then it is not a man.

Chu Mulou suddenly stretched out his hand, squeezed Su Yan's chin, and covered the pale and chapped lips.

Su Yan grasped Chu Mulou's clothes nervously, his eyelashes drooped slightly, with distinct roots, trembling like a butterfly about to fly.

Chu Mulou put his palm on Su Yan's forehead, and when Su Yan was almost out of breath, he let go of him.

Su Yan stared at him blankly.

Chu Mulou's phoenix eyes were deep, and there was deep restraint flowing inside. He stroked Su Yan's wet/wet lips, and his voice was very hoarse: "You rest first."

After casually explaining this sentence, he left in a hurry.

Su Yan opened his eyes, and curled his fingers together. He could feel that Chu Mulou had been moved just now...

But why did he leave without hesitation?

Could it be that he dislikes his body?

No, no, Chu Mulou didn't even know that he used to have that crippled body.

That is, Chu Mulou didn't want to get close to him if it wasn't necessary?

Su Yanhe was lying on his back. He was not usually so sentimental, but now he couldn't help but think wildly.

After an unknown amount of time, the bedroom door was pushed open again.

Chu Mulou was wearing a bathrobe, his black hair was still dripping, and he walked in with a bowl of porridge in one hand and medicine in the other.

"The porridge has been kept warm in the pot, so it's just right to eat. There's also this medicine. After drinking the porridge, take the medicine."

Su Yan slowly sat up from the bed, and as Chu Mulou approached, he felt a chill coming: "Have you taken a shower? Why don't you dry your hair?"

Chu Mulou raised his eyebrows, and the emotions in his phoenix eyes were gloomy: "How do you put out the fire without washing?"

"Ok?"

Su Yan was puzzled.

Chu Mulou pinched his face: "It's not you..."

"what?"

"What's wrong with a good person... Although your body is hot when you have a fever, it will be more comfortable to do it, but..." Chu Mulou said in a casual tone, "I'm not a bird/beast."

Of course, the main reason is his reluctance.

Su Yan's eyes and pupils shrank slightly, his cheeks, ears, and neck turned red instantly, and the porridge he just received almost spilled on the bed.

How did Chu Mulou manage to say such things without changing his face?

But... is this the reason why Chu Mulou restrained himself?

Su Yan finally understood what Chu Mulou meant by putting out the fire just now.

For a while, he didn't dare to ask any questions, so he just lowered his head and silently drank the hot porridge at just the right temperature.

Because of his previous sleep, there were a few bristles in his hair. Chu Mulou looked at it, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to flatten the bristles.

Su Yan froze for a moment, then immediately relaxed, letting Chu Mulou play with his hair.

The sober Su Yan no longer cheated and refused to take medicine. He obediently drank the porridge and took the medicine. Chu Mulou prepared warm water to rinse his mouth and arranged for him to lie down: "Sleep again, wake up tomorrow Enough."

"Oh." Su Yan was actually not sleepy, but he didn't refute.

Chu Mulou took the things out and closed the bedroom door by the way, and soon Su Yan was the only one left in the room.

Su Yan slept for almost a whole day, and now he is not sleepy at all.

He stared at the door for a while, guessing that Chu Mulou would probably not come in again, so he took out his phone.

He first posted today's update of "Nightcrawler", then turned off the screen and let his mind go.

When he first married Chu Mulou, he thought about agreeing to a fake marriage, but he didn't know why it developed into the current situation.

He was a little confused, but he really couldn't bear to reject Chu Mulou.

After a while, Su Yan turned on his phone again and clicked on Chu Mulou's circle of friends.

Chu Mulou is different from him, he only occasionally posts a Moments, but Chu Mulou seems to post often.

In the past two days, three posts have been sent.

The earliest one is a photo of the two of them putting their wrists side by side after putting on their watches, with the words on it: There is a heart-to-heart connection.There is also the smiling face of the little yellow man who is very characteristic of Chu Mulou.

In the middle one, there is a screenshot of the official blog announcement that M&Y purchased the copyright of "Nightcrawler", with the words: awesome, happy.This time there are three minions smiling.

Just from the number of little yellow people, it can be seen that Chu Mulou should be really happy.

Su Yan covered his forehead. He wanted to tell Chu Mulou the news before, but unexpectedly, Chu Mulou knew it first.

The latest one, the background of the photo should be his bedroom. On the edge of the bed, a hand with clear and slender bones is tightly holding another thin and weak hand. The two hands are distinct in color and their fingers are intertwined.

Words: Get well soon.

This time, there is no Minion smiling expression.

That should be the photo Chu Mulou took when he was asleep. From the short circle of friends, he could feel Chu Mulou's concern.

Su Yan's heart warmed, his brows and eyes were bent, and he typed to reply under Chu Mulou's circle of friends.

Words: It's ready.At the same time, he also added a smiling face of a minion on the back.

soon.

Ding.

Mu: Go to sleep.

Chu Mulou sent him a WeChat message.

Su Yan has not had time to return.

Mu: Or, you can't sleep without me?

Su Yan blinked and replied.

Words: ah.

Chu Mulou didn't reply any more, he just pushed open the bedroom door and came in. He first confiscated Su Yan's cell phone, then took off his coat, and with Su Yan's dumbfounded expression, he hugged him in his arms and covered his mouth with his hand. Eyes, low voice, with a hint of coaxing: "Go to sleep."

Su Yan's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

He was just talking casually, but unexpectedly, Chu Mulou actually came to accompany him.

but……

He buried his head in Chu Mulou's arms, which was indeed much more comfortable.

He liked the feeling of being hugged by Chu Mulou.

It may be because of the medicine, or it may be because Chu Mulou's presence made him feel so at ease. Su Yan, who thought he would not be able to fall asleep, fell asleep quickly in Chu Mulou's arms.

Su Yan's illness lasted for a week on and off.

After recovering from the illness, the already thin person looked even thinner. Chu Mulou looked distressed, and supervised Su Yan to eat half a bowl of rice every meal.

But because it was almost the end of the year, Chu Mulou was also very busy.

During the week that Su Yan was ill, he stayed at home most of the time.

After Su Yan recovered from his illness, he often went out.

After Su Yan asked, he found out that Chu Mulou had found a new job after bankruptcy, which seemed to be related to finance. Chu Mulou didn't say what it was, and Su Yan didn't ask much.

The lives of the two returned to their previous patterns.

only……

After he recovered from his illness, Su Yan would have some colorful dreams from time to time.

He always dreamed back to the day when he and Chu Mulou were talking about their needs and their husband's responsibility. In the dream, he was not sick, and the progress of the two was much faster than that day, but...

It may be due to the lack of actual combat experience. In Su Yan's dream, every time the two of them reached a critical moment, they would always be interrupted for various reasons.

After going back and forth like this, Su Yan, who has been abstaining from desires for more than 20 years, feels uncomfortable that he seems to be a little desire/seeking/dissatisfied.

But he was also embarrassed to talk about this matter with Chu Mulou seriously, and Chu Mulou was so busy recently, he didn't want to disturb him...

this day.

Not long after Chu Mulou went out with the goji berry water that Su Yan had packed for him, Su Yan received a call.

"Mr. Su."

There was a calm female voice over there. Su Yan sounded familiar. Before he could remember who it was, the other party reported himself: "I'm Jiang Ying."

Su Yan immediately remembered that Jiang Ying, the lady brought by senior He Zhensheng from the coffee shop last time, was also the producer of the script of "Dawn".

The other party also hired him as a non-screenwriter of "Dawn".

"Miss Jiang."

Su Yan asked in a slow voice, "Is there anything I can do for "Dawn"?"

"Mr. Su, it may be a bit presumptuous, but I hope you can come to the crew of "Dawn"."

Su Yan frowned slightly: "Is there something wrong with the script?"

"Hmm." Jiang Ying's voice was a bit embarrassed: "Someone wants to change the script, and we hope that you, the script creator, can help us."

"Change the script?"

"The situation is a bit complicated." Jiang Ying said: "I really like the book "Daybreak". I don't want it to be changed beyond recognition. That's why I fight for Mr. Su's right to change the script. I hope Mr. Su will not refuse."

Su Yan frowned slightly.

"Dawn" was his first screenplay and his first full-length story.

Although he was already connected to "Night Walker" on Xingmeng Literature Network in his sophomore year, when he participated in the screenwriting competition and finished writing "Dawn", the first part of "Night Walker" was still serialized.

Therefore, "Dawn" is his first "son" in the true sense.

Although he later sold "Dawn" for some reasons, he still has this 'son' in his heart.

"Where is Senior He?"

Su Yan asked, "Does he also agree to change the script?"

Jiang Ying was silent for a while: "What can he do if he doesn't agree to the employer's request? We hope you can make a move now, so that they don't change the script too exaggeratedly beyond recognition."

Therefore, the script of "Dawn" must be changed.

They came to him because they wanted to make it look better.

If the other party's changes are reasonable, Su Yan can accept changing the script, but according to Jiang Ying's point of view, the management may want to change it magically.

This realization made Su Yan feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing the 'elder son' being ruined like this, Su Yan couldn't bear it: "You let me think about it."

"Mr. Su, we are in Sioux City now. If you are willing to come, we will reimburse you for the round-trip air ticket and hotel, and we will also give you the scriptwriting fee, and the filming of "Dawn" has already started, so there is no delay, so we have a very short time to change the script. It won't take you a lot of time, and it can be over in a week at most."

"I don't care about money."

Su Yan sighed, "I'll give you an answer tonight."

After dinner at night, Su Yan told Chu Mulou about it.

"I remember." Chu Mulou looked at Su Yan casually: "You majored in college, did you study screenwriting?"

Su Yan was a little surprised that Chu Mulou even knew this, and he nodded, "I'm a screenwriter."

Chu Mulou narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, as if he was very casual, and said in a casual tone: "Then why didn't you take this road?"