After waiting for a few minutes, Ye Lang put his hand under the quilt, took out the thermometer and squinted at it.
Thirty-seven degrees three.
"It's still a bit hot." Ye Lang frowned, "Didn't you take your medicine?"
Jiang Chi was a little afraid of the cold, shrunk his shoulders and said, "I just took the medicine at night, I have to wait for a while, I haven't sweated yet, the doctor said that I can cover it for a while, if I have a cold and catch a cold, the fever will soon disappear after sweating gone."
Ye Lang handed him the boiled water that had been left to dry in Jiangchi for a while: "Let your assistant come over tomorrow, I will try to find a room for him."
Jiang Chi drank half a cup of hot water, and shook his head when he heard the words: "No, I also asked today, there is no extra room."
Ye Lang raised his eyebrows: "I have to let him come over, believe me there is no room."
Ye Yingdi is really a rascal, not to mention an assistant, and two bodyguards, the crew can only treat him bitterly, Jiang Chi smiled: "I really don't need it, I just have a little cold, I can take care of myself, let's talk..."
Ye Lang raised his eyes and waited for him to continue, Jiang Chi pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Don't you still have you?"
Ye Lang smiled.
Jiang Chi, who was sick, suddenly became less polite to Ye Lang because of discomfort or dizziness.
When he said "Isn't there still you?", Ye Lang even vaguely sensed a bit of Sarai.
This feeling of intimacy and dependence is so good, and Yingdi Ye is very useful.
"With me at night, what about during the day? You don't like to ask Cen Wen to help you." Ye Lang lifted Jiang Chi's bangs, "It's strange... aren't you being polite to me today?"
"It wasn't false in the past..." Jiang Chi's forehead was burning a little red, and he felt a lot more comfortable hanging out like this. He cleared his throat and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm not being polite, I just care... It took so much effort, and I don't care. I know what kind of luck I have hit to catch up with you. It's not easy, so I must...be careful."
Ye Lang froze for a moment and smiled.
In order to catch up with Ye Lang, Jiang Chi spent more than a lot of effort.
The night he had a falling out with Century Entertainment, he had put all his eggs into one basket.
Whether it is their current status in the circle or their family wealth, there is a big difference between the two.
Jiang Chi is not inferior, but a little anxious, impatient to stand in a position where he can stand side by side with Ye Lang.
In this way, Ye Lang doesn't have to worry about everything for him, so that he can cooperate with Ye Lang in a legitimate way.
There is no need to hand over the handle of zero pay to others, and there is no need to ask Ye Lang to make films for him.
Jiang Chi knew that he was not a natural eater like Ye Lang, and there was still a long way to go to achieve his goal.
He worked hard, worked hard for so many years, and finally managed to let Ye Lang see him. The road ahead is still long, and it is useless to think too much. Way to pamper Ye Lang.
When she becomes more powerful in the future, she will be able to pet Ye Lang more.
The next movie... will have to work harder than the previous "Scum".
Ye Lang smiled helplessly, something that had been lingering in his heart suddenly became clear, he raised his hand, and vigorously rubbed Jiang Chi's head twice.
Jiang Chi looked at Ye Lang, afraid that Ye Lang would misunderstand that he didn't care about him, so he explained softly: "I'm sick... I want you to treat me better."
Ye Lang's heart was sore and painful from being poked by Jiang Chi.
When you are sick or uncomfortable, you will ask your lover to treat you better.
this kid...
Ye Lang couldn't bear it anymore and lowered his head to kiss Jiang Chi's head, "Yeah": "Okay, I know you're uncomfortable... I'll treat you better."
At the same time, he made another note to Jiang Chi in his heart.
Knowing that it is impossible for him to touch him today, he is so stupid and flirtatious here.
When you recover from illness...
Ye Lang tossed the river pond over and over in his heart, but his face was more gentle than usual: "Do you still want to drink water?"
Jiang Chi nodded.
Ye Lang gave him a drink, got up and turned on the TV.
Coming here from Jiangchi, this is the first time for the two of them to lean together and watch TV for a while without being disturbed by the intimacy that makes people distracted.
Ye Lang refused to let Jiang Chi sit up, and put two pillows behind his back for him to make do with watching TV.
Ye Lang was more patient with Jiang Chi than others, but now he wanted to love him and became more gentle. After coaxing Jiang Chi for a while, he successfully made Jiang Chi make another request.
Jiang Chi had a bad throat and wanted to drink pear soup.
"Sydney's or Yali's?" Ye Lang thought for a moment, "Sydney's, right? Seems to be more clear."
Jiang Chi's forehead and neck were still red, he nodded: "It's all good, just choose whichever is convenient."
Ye Lang called Cen Wen and asked her to think of a way, then sat on the bedside and asked, "What else do you want to eat? Let her get it together."
Jiang Chi shook his head.
He just wants to drink pear soup.
It's a poor country, and his assistant is not there, so it's okay if it's normal, Jiang Chi doesn't like to order Cen Wen to run around to take care of troublesome chores.
Maybe Ye Lang was too gentle to him today, Jiang Chi suddenly became more at ease and was willing to show weakness to Ye Lang.
I want to drink sugar water, I want Ye Lang to be with me.
Jiang Chi squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and sighed in his heart, Jiang Xiaochi is being hypocritical.
But Ye Lang didn't think so, instead he urged Cen Wen several times, even more hypocritically than Jiang Chi, demanding that the pear soup must be stewed in a white porcelain pot - he couldn't smell the strange smell of the soup stewed out of the metal pot.
Jiang Chi didn't know the strange smell of the soup stewed in the metal pot, but after more than half an hour, he drank the pear soup boiled in a white porcelain pot, and felt that it tasted better than usual.
After two cups, my heart is warm and sweet.
Ye Lang also drank half a cup. After dismissing Cen Wen, Ye Lang pinched Jiang Chi's face and smiled: "It's the first time I see you want to eat, so I really don't want to eat anything else?"
"No." Jiang Chi let Ye Lang pinch, and said softly, "I'm sorry to trouble you..."
"Shut up." Ye Lang pulled up the quilt for him.
Ye Lang changed channels frequently, found a TV series with Jiang Chi and stopped.
It was a TV series a few years ago. After watching it for a while, Ye Lang was amazed: "Awesome... Your parents control the lifeblood of the global economy. You have been proficient in languages from an early age. Your IQ is higher than everyone else, but you are rebellious. You just don't want to inherit it." Family business, you have to work hard on your own... Then as soon as you enter the company, all the female employees come out to see you because you are handsome... Hey, they don't have to work? No one cares?"
Jiang Chi's hairs stood up in embarrassment, and he reluctantly explained: "No one cares... I am the second male lead in this drama, and the heroine will come out in a while. It's a film I made earlier. I have forgotten the plot. It's not interesting. Change the channel."
Ye Lang didn't change, he watched with great interest Jiang Chi, who was a few years younger, playing the domineering president on TV.
Jiang Chi never knew that the things he acted in the past were so embarrassing. When he saw his Bidong heroine, he couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled Ye Lang's hand and begged for mercy: "Don't watch... sweat."
"Really?" Ye Lang immediately changed the channel, touched Jiang Chi's forehead, stood up, "take the temperature again."
Ye Lang shook the thermometer and handed it to Jiang Chi, chuckling: "Why would you be embarrassed to let me watch your old videos? Are you watching mine less?"
"Your ones are classics." Jiang Chi retorted carefully, "Mine..."
"It's pretty good." Ye Lang smiled sincerely, "With you, I can watch it... I just deliberately teased you, the acting is not that bad, it's much better than the other leading actors, I'll show you when I'm free." The previous films are all supplemented."
"Don't!" Jiang Chi looked at the enemy, wishing to delete all the previous messy movies, "Don't, don't... Whatever you want to watch, I can play it for you now, don't read the old ones."
The corners of Ye Lang's mouth twitched: "What did you say?"
Jiang Chi was stunned for a while, subconsciously shrinking into the quilt.
"I don't want to watch anything else, I just want to watch sex scenes." Ye Lang whispered into Jiang Chi's ear, "The ones that don't have a code, I'll be the producer, the screenwriter, and the shooter. Jiang Xiaoxianrou... will he act?"
Jiang Chi had a difficult choice between Ye Langfan's previous embarrassing movies and acting in bed scenes, and blushed: "act..."
"Okay, wait until you recover from illness." Ye Lang pulled a small towel and wiped the sweat from Jiang Chi's forehead, "I'm sweating, let me check the thermometer."
Sure enough, the temperature dropped.