coax me

Meng Xianyu hung up the phone, and finally found a photo that Tan Qiu had taken for him during the day and sent it, with a postscript: "I'm so ugly now, I don't want to make a video, so I'll send you a photo."

After Ji Yiran received it, he clicked Save and replied: "Are you still ugly?

Let people live?

Besides, I like everything about you. "

Meng Xianyu actually didn't want to rely on him for everything, he used to rely on Ji Yiran for everything, and Ji Yiran didn't take it seriously.

He said: "Then you don't want it, I won't post it in the future, you can just search my Weibo and see what Tan Qiu uploaded."

Ji Yiran: "..."

Seeing his speechless look, Meng Xianyu became happy again, bullying Ji Yiran really made people feel happy.

He said: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm really going to sleep, good night."

Ji Yiran received this message, and after a while, he returned a voice message to him.

Meng Xianyu turned off the light and lay on the bed, put the phone next to the pillow, and turned it on in the dark after a while.

Ji Yiran's voice was extraordinarily gentle in the darkness, he said, "Baby, good night."

It was as if it was whispered in his ear.

After hearing this, Meng Xianyu was stunned for a long time, then turned sideways and lay flat on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling with open eyes.

When the light on the phone screen went off automatically, he said softly, "Good night."

Since this night, the frequency of Ji Yiran's messages to Meng Xianyu has increased.

Although the time is very weird, but Meng Xianyu will open each item carefully and take a closer look.

Sometimes, Ji Yiran just took a picture of his unidentifiable breakfast and said, "British food is really unpalatable."

Meng Xianyu looked at it, hugged the phone and laughed for a while, but didn't reply him.

Ji Yiran didn't seem to need his reply very much, so after a while, when Meng Xianyu was about to sleep, he sent him a long voice message.

Meng Xianyu is usually most afraid of long voice messages that fill the screen, but seeing Ji Yiran feels differently.

Ji Yiran seemed to be really busy. He ate in a hurry and didn't eat well. Looking at the scenery outside the window in the photo, it was still raining in the UK and looked very cold.

Sending him a voice message this time, Meng Xianyu guessed that Ji Yiran was busy and didn't have time to type, so she sent him a voice message.

Meng Xianyu didn't know what happened to Ji Yiran, and searched for news about his company, but there was no relevant report.

He lay down on the bed, found a pillow and stuffed it under his body, then put the phone on the sheet, and clicked on Ji Yiran's message.

"I'm in meetings every day, and I don't have time to read your Weibo updates.

Qu Wen told me that there is a cold snap in China right now, are you not catching a cold?

Tell Qin Qiu to pay attention.

cough……"

Ji Yiran's voice was cut off for a while, and then he heard him say again: "I am busy here, and I have nothing else to do, but during the meeting today, there was an executive who was very nagging, and his clothes were stained with oil. I couldn't help staring at his place, but didn't listen to what he said. Isn't it funny, but in the end no one noticed that I was distracted.

cough--"

Meng Xianyu couldn't help frowning, the voice message was almost finished, Ji Yiran finally said: "Let's talk about it first, you take good care of your body, if you are sick, don't take pictures, you know?

Talk to you next time. "

After listening to it, Meng Xian said to himself, you are sick and still take care of me, why not take care of yourself.

He lowered his head, exited the chat interface with Ji Yiran, clicked on the browser, searched for the time difference between the UK and China, and calculated the time in the UK.

It's eleven o'clock on his side, and it's still evening on the British side, Meng Xianyu hesitated.

After thinking about it, he reopened the chat interface with Ji Yiran and wrote: "Are you free to answer the phone now?"

If you make a phone call, you won't be able to hide your cough.

Meng Xian thought.

After sending the message, Meng Xianyu waited for a long time, but Ji Yiran did not reply.

He couldn't help frowning, he wouldn't continue the meeting again.

It was really one meeting after another, without any rest at all.

Meng Xianyu comforted himself, Ji Yiran was surrounded by a bunch of secret assistants, it was impossible for Ji Yiran to have anything to do.

But he couldn't wait for Ji Yiran's news. Even if he fell asleep, he was not very stable. It seemed that something was hanging on his heart, and he seemed to be in a half-dream and half-awake state when he was asked to sleep.

After he entered the circle, he got used to it a long time ago, falling asleep quickly and waking up quickly, it is rare for him to fall asleep like this now.

He has a big heart, even if it is a heavy audition, he has never been so worried that he couldn't sleep the night before.

But Ji Yiran only coughed twice, and he missed it.

The mobile phone placed by the bedside vibrated, and Meng Xianyu woke up instantly, so he picked it up and took a look.

Sure enough, it was Ji Yiran's new news.

He clicked on it and saw Ji Yiran reply: "What's wrong?"

"Did something happen?"

Meng Xianyu put his hand on the input box, but didn't press it, and clicked on the voice call instead.

Ji Yiran answered in seconds: "Huh?"

Hearing his voice, Meng Xianyu felt relieved and said, "Tell me a few words."

"What kind of strange request is this?"

Ji Yiran was amused by his words, "You just want to listen to me?"

Through the overseas voice call, Meng Xianyu couldn't hear the change in his voice, it seemed that his voice was really low and a little hoarse.

But not so sure.

Meng Xian said, "Are you eating well now?"

When Ji Yiran heard the words, he knew that he usually read the news he sent, and said with a smile: "Well, it would be nice to find a chef to cook for me.

I didn't expect that I would have to bring a cook alone on a business trip in the future. "

It seemed that he stopped coughing when he spoke today, Meng Xianyu heaved a sigh of relief, leaned his straight back against the head of the bed, and whispered, "My filming here is about to finish."

When these words reached Ji Yiran's ears, they naturally turned into "I've finished filming the film, why haven't you come back yet?"

, like a stray cat that has just been picked up, acting like a baby carefully.

He was indeed ill, with a low-grade fever.

Ji Yiran was impatient to take medicine, and the side effects of injections would be too great, so after the meeting, he sat in the lounge and waited for the doctor to give him an infusion.

After getting the needle here, he silently signaled everyone else to go out, and then said to the phone: "Got it, I'll be back in two days.

Do you have a break after filming? "

"No,"

Meng Xianyu said, "There are so many things waiting for me to do, I am busier than being on the set."

According to Du Ge, if Meng Xianyu is out of the film crew and still has free time, it means he is still alive.

Any celebrity in the rising stage of his career is always on the move. Eating is a waste of time, let alone falling in love.

Most entertainers who fall in love have to sacrifice their careers.

Meng Xianyu thought of the phrase that Ji Yiran always said "I am ready to fall in love with a celebrity"

, Xin said, I don’t know, did he realize that he just wanted to talk to me, but I didn’t have time for this kind of preparation.

Sure enough, Ji Yiran over there heard it, and said disappointedly: "Since I can't see you, then I'll go back later."

why?

Meng Xian said, "Have you been working overtime recently?"

of course.

Ji Yiran said that he still wanted to explain to Meng Xianyu, when the door was pushed open, a man said: "Mr. Ji, it's time."

Ji Yiran could only hurriedly talk to Meng Xian: "I'll go back and talk to you in two days."

Then hung up the phone.

After two days, Meng Xianyu waited for almost a week before receiving any new news from Ji Yiran.

Ji Yiran said that he had returned to China, and asked where he was?

Meng Xianyu sent him the location, and he was still at the airport, waiting for a connecting flight.

Ji Yiran said, "What time is the plane?"

Meng Xianyu felt very impatient, but he didn't say that he must see him.

After waiting for a while, Ji Yiran said: "Don't ignore me, baby, I'll just take a look at you, if you don't do anything, I'll leave after watching."

Meng Xianyu stared at his words for a long time before slowly replying: "Someone will pick you up, and you won't see me."

Ji Yiran realized it, and said, "Okay, I got it."

know what?

Meng Xian was speechless, and was about to reply when Qin Qiu called him over with the plane board.

Meng Xianyu had no choice but to turn off her mobile phone and board the plane.

Meng Xianyu thanked Tan Qiu for his help, and when he dragged his suitcase home alone, Ji Yiran was waiting for him at the door as expected.

Ji Yiran probably stood there for a long time, and when he saw his figure, he stood there and smiled at him.

Wearing a mask and hat, Meng Xianyu walked over slowly, and Ji Yiran waited for him to approach before stepping forward to take his suitcase.

"Let me do it."

Ji Yiran said.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Meng Xianyu raised his head and looked at his face carefully.

Ji Yiran didn't realize it at all, and looked at him with a smile: "Open the door."

Meng Xianyu looked at him again and again, opened the door, and let him in.

Ji Yiran came to Meng Xianyu's house before, he changed his shoes and went in familiarly, and put his suitcase in the cloakroom.

Meng Xianyu looked at his face and heard his voice, and when he returned to the living room, she pointed to the sofa: "Sit down."

Ji Yiran was very obedient, sat down as he said, took off his scarf and coat and put them aside.

Meng Xianyu went to the kitchen and poured him a glass of warm water.

"Drink some water, I'll turn up the heat."

He said, seeing the coat that Ji Yiran had taken off again, frowned slightly, and said, "You... put your clothes on again."

The heating in the room has just been turned on, and the temperature of the room has not yet come up.

Ji Yiran looked at him, bent his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay."

He put on his clothes, went to see Meng Xianyu again, and said, "Come and sit with me."

He spoke very slowly, and it was immediately obvious that his throat must be inflamed regardless of the phone.

The tiredness was evident on his face, Meng Xianyu had never seen him so listless.

It was hard for Meng Xianyu to refuse Ji Yiran at this moment, he moved over, took a seat, and sat down slowly.

Ji Yiran seemed to have some complaints about the position he chose, and frowned. Seeing his expression, Meng Xianyu said, "How long have you been sick?"

Ji Yiran smiled, but didn't answer.

He didn't cooperate, so Meng Xianyu had no choice but to ask again: "Why is it still not healed?"

Ji Yiran made a move this time, waved at him, patted the seat beside him, and said, "Sit closer, I'll tell you."

Meng Xianyu felt that he could beat Ji Yiran now, and he was not afraid that he would be tough, so he thought for a moment and moved over.

Ji Yiran seemed to see his thoughts from his expression, and when he sat down, he explained to him: "I don't do anything to you, I'm afraid I'll pass on the cold to you."

After talking about himself so badly, Meng Xianyu saw that a layer of blackness appeared under his eyelids, but he still couldn't hold back and said, "Why don't you take a break."

The dark circles under his eyes are so heavy, he is not handsome at all.

Ji Yiran smiled, reached out and put his hand on his lap, and caught his hand in his own.

After skin-to-skin contact, Meng Xianyu found that Ji Yiran's body temperature was also very high.

He got anxious all of a sudden, stood up and said, "Are you still having a fever?"

Ji Yiran looked up at him, and Meng Xianyu couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead.

His forehead was cold, he breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Yiran pressed his hand, took it off, and held it together in his palm.

"You care about me so much?"

Ji Yiran smiled at him.

Meng Xianyu's heart was sore and soft, and he could still laugh at this moment, Meng Xianyu didn't break free this time, and let him hold her.

Ji Yiran found out that he didn't refuse, so he took an inch, let go of his arms and hugged his waist, and put him in his arms.

"Let me hug you for a while, I'll leave after hugging, Qu Wen is still waiting for me."

Meng Xianyu thought that he was just talking casually before, planning to be foolish, but he didn't expect that something really happened to him.

"Is the matter still unresolved?"

he asks.

Ji Yiran nodded: "It's very troublesome, I need to be there to deal with tax issues."

"So urgent?"

Meng Xian didn't understand these things.

Ji Yiran hummed, hugged Meng Xianyu a little tighter, and said, "I want to finish it quickly, so that I can spare time, and I don't have to miss seeing you."

Hearing the words, Meng Xianyu felt uncomfortable in his heart, his eyes were a little hot and humid, he sucked his nose, slowly raised his hand, and put his palm on Ji Yiran's back.

"There's no rush,"

Meng Xianyu said softly, "It's nothing to rest for a night, and I don't know how to run."

Good guy, it's a bit of a dirty trick...but...