Yuzhou colleagues: towards reality

Find out the antipyretics that Jing Yu gave him yesterday, and place Zhou Zhou in front of him.

"Take medicine first. If the fever persists, we'll go to the hospital."

Huang Jingyu hugged him coquettishly, just like he did the day before yesterday, refusing to go to the hospital.

Zhouzhou couldn't laugh or cry immediately, as if he understood his reaction when he went out the day before yesterday.

"I made millet porridge, you eat something first, and then take medicine."

"Okay, you feed me." His uncle was not polite.

"You don't have hands!" After scolding, Zhouzhou started feeding.

After a busy morning, Zhou Zhou was sitting by the bed with his guitar in his arms, while Jing Yu was lying quietly on the bed, looking at Zhou Zhou's back with his sideways, his eyes fixed on it.

Looking at it, the big hand began to touch it restlessly.

Zhouzhou first sighed, then went around behind with one hand, and pulled out the claw that stretched out to the abdominal muscle.

"rogue!"

"If you touch it, you won't lose a piece of meat." Someone put his hand in again with a stern face.

"I'm itchy when you do this, I can't even write songs." Zhou Zhou was still dying.

"This does not prevent you from writing songs, you write yours, I will hug mine."

"Huang Jingyu, it's your uncle! Are you excited?" He scolded fiercely, but Zhouzhou still didn't push him away.

"Oh, I have a terrible headache. I have a headache when I have a fever, and my throat hurts. It's so uncomfortable. It's so uncomfortable."

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zhou ignored him and did not resist the malicious harassment of those big hands.

Only after a while, Zhou Zhou's breathing became heavy.

The devil's claw resting on his chest was the culprit.

"Huang Jingyu, you will die on this bed sooner or later." He was still ill and still so restless, so if he started the fire, would he be able to pour it down?

"Then I'm happy too. To die under the peony flower is to be a ghost." He was addicted to touching, and he would not let go of it, and even brought people into the bed bit by bit.

"Give me a little more." Zhou Zhou forced a pillow for him, "Get out if you don't sleep."

Knowing that the tsundere little prince was really angry, Huang Jingyu hugged the pillow pitifully.

"It's useless to have a flat mouth." Zhou Zhou didn't like this.

Hold the guitar, turn your back to him, and continue to write songs.

Huang Jingyu calmed down inexplicably. After watching his back for a while, he really fell asleep.

Hearing that there was no movement behind him, Zhou Zhou looked back at the situation, and the guy had already fallen asleep.

I slept very deeply, maybe the medicine had worked.

After staring carefully for a while, to confirm that someone was really asleep, he kissed the forehead.

Big fool.

I'm sick, and I still don't stop. If I don't get better soon, is it to make him worry?

This sleep lasted most of the morning, woke up once in the middle, took medicine, and fell asleep again groggy.

Zhou Zhou stayed by his bedside until the sun set.

Huang Jingyu was full of sleep. When he opened his eyes, he found that his chest was heavy. When he looked down, Zhou Zhou fell asleep on his shoulder.

Long eyelashes, trembling slightly.

Like a kitten.

Huang Jingyu adjusted his posture, let him lie on his lap, found the script in the bedside cabinet, and read it carefully.

Zhouzhou was awakened by the sound of pages turning.

"It doesn't seem to be burning." Subconsciously, I reached out to check the heat.

"Sleep a little longer." Huang Jingyu took his hand and coaxed him.

"What are you watching?" Zhou Zhou noticed the script in his hand.

"The new script, let me read it first."

"Who is the director this time?"

Jing Yu opened the cover of the script for him to read.

"I've seen him indefinitely."

"I also like this style. It's just that we are going to Xinjiang this time, and we won't be able to see each other for a long time."

Zhou Zhou squinted his eyes and looked at the list of actors.

"Is this person Li Dong from the Red Sea?"

"His name is Yin Fang." Huang Jingyu corrected him with a serious face.

Zhou Zhou froze for a moment, "So this is the second time you have cooperated?"

"should be!"

Oh!

Zhouzhou let out a soft oh, got up without a trace, and sat on the edge of the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Huang Jingyu was still reading the script, not realizing that something was wrong with him.

"The tacit understanding is pretty good when you work together." Zhouzhou said to himself.

"That's right, after staying in the desert for so long, that kid is just like you, stupid."

Ah!

Zhou Zhou hummed heavily.

Only then did Huang Jingyu realize that something was wrong with him.

"Zhouzhou?"

"I'm hungry, let's go to the kitchen to see what to eat first." Xu Weizhou left the room with his guitar in his arms, his chaotic steps betrayed his pretended calmness.

In the kitchen, Zhouzhou stared at the contents of the refrigerator and was stunned for a while.

He didn't even notice when Huang Jingyu came behind him.

"Have you thought about what to eat?" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhou closed the refrigerator door and lowered his head.

"No, I suddenly lost my appetite. Let's order takeaway." He turned around and wanted to leave.

The big hand grabbed his elbow, and the whole person was pressed against the refrigerator.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing!" Zhouzhou tried his best to smile, but didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

"Tell me, what's wrong!"

"I've said it all, I'm fine." Zhouzhou was a little anxious, the embarrassment of being seen through made him at a loss.

"Then look into my eyes."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhou raised his head decisively.

"Your eyes are telling me that you have something to do."

"That's why you think too much."

"Xu Weizhou, do you still remember what you promised me? Never hide your emotions in front of me."

"Speaking doesn't count, it's still not a man."

"I'm jealous of you guys, okay! You can cooperate in one or two dramas, but you and I can't even be on the same stage, so we can only be sneaky like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Jingyu felt a pain in his heart, and held Zhouzhou firmly in his arms.

"How am I better than you? You have worked with all the actresses I have worked with, and even Wang Dalu has made a movie with you, and the announcement was made, but I can only watch by the side, pretending Just like everyone else, the jealousy in my heart is no less than yours."

"Dalu and I are just good friends." Zhouzhou said sullenly.

"Then Yin Fang and I are just friends!"

Zhou Zhou stopped talking and wiped away his tears with his clothes.

"Zhouzhou, I never saw you so excited when I was filming a kiss scene with an actress. Why did you become uneasy after filming one more scene with a man? Are you so guarded against me?"

"Can it be the same?" Zhouzhou raised his head.

"Why is it different?" Huang Jingyu rubbed his hair, "Except for you, everyone else is just a cooperative relationship in my eyes."

Zhouzhou buried her head in his chest in frustration.

"I just made a joke."

"It's okay, you have a lot of jokes, this one is not bad."

"roll!"

Hammered him hard, but the body stuck even tighter.

No one can separate them.