Chu Qichen kept looking at An Wen. Every time she was angry, her cheeks would puff up slightly. From his perspective, she was very cute.
"An Wen, this is the last time. If you make yourself like this again, I won't let you go to film again."
His voice became serious, and he squeezed her hand tightly.
An Wen knew that he was not joking. If he wanted to ban an artist, he would completely disappear from the entertainment circle.
An Wen turned her head to look at him. Through the lights outside the ward, she could vaguely see that the meticulous man from head to toe now had stubble and bags under his eyes. He looked very decadent.
He must have been terrified.
"When did you come?" An Wen asked.
She has been busy all the time, and she fell into a deep sleep during the past few days when she was injured. She turned over several times and woke up from the pain and thought she was dreaming when she saw Chu Qichen.
"The second day after your injury." Chu Qichen said flatly.
Seeing his serious face, An Wen softened, and said: "My right hand is actually more serious. After installing a steel plate, my left hand only hurts the wrist, and my right foot..." An Wen automatically omitted "I will be fine soon..."
Before she could finish speaking, Chu Qichen suddenly covered her mouth. An Wen opened her eyes wide in surprise, but saw that Chu Qichen's eyes were already red and burning with anger.
He really wanted to scold her for not taking her body seriously, and acting like "it's a minor injury" this time when she was injured so badly.
However, he couldn't bear to scold her at all.
"I'm going to the hotel." Chu Qichen whispered.
After finishing speaking, he withdrew his hand and walked out of the ward. He was not willing to touch her, but it was okay to touch others.
He wasn't a nice guy either.
"Qi Chen..." An Wen shouted from behind.
Her voice was very soft and soft, one moment Chu Qichen was so distressed that he was burning with anger and wanted to find an outlet, but the next moment his heart moved and he automatically calmed down.
He cursed secretly that he didn't, turned around and entered the ward again.
An Wen was also a little surprised to see him back. He sat back on the chair firmly and looked at her.
An Wen wanted to raise her right hand, but as soon as she moved, Chu Qichen grabbed it.
He still had a stern face and wanted to let An Wen know that this matter was not negotiable. If she got hurt again, he would not let her film again.
Even if she hates him.
"Qichen, are you angry?" An Wen asked in a low voice.
Ask knowingly! Chu Qichen said in his heart.
"What do you think?" Chu Qichen asked while holding her hand tightly.
"This time it was an accident, really." An Wen moved her fingers in his palm, her voice soft.
"Don't move around." Chu Qichen wrapped her hands.
An Wen's peach blossom eyes were slightly bent, and she smiled at him, so soft that she couldn't bear it.
As long as she wanted, she could take all his things, and if he could keep her smiling like this, he was willing to do everything.
I don't know why, but this idea is getting stronger and stronger.
There are always fans saying that An Wen is a goblin, and they are not exaggerating.
"My fingers are movable and flexible." An Wen moved her fingers in his palm to reassure him.
"Don't move." Chu Qichen grasped her hand tightly, then lowered his body and lightly pecked her lips.
An Wen was suddenly attacked by him, and she froze in place, looking at him with peachy eyes, pink on her fair face.
Chu Qichen felt cute and pecked lightly again.
"In the future, whoever gives you a face when you are injured or sick, you can tell me." Chu Qichen said.
He got angry when he saw that An Wen was hurt and looked at other people's faces, even though he was the one who showed An Wen's faces.