By the time the filming was over, it was already five o'clock. Xu Xizhou was so hungry that he was so hungry that he picked up his phone and was about to call Zhuang Jingchun to pick him up when a tall and slender figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Black suits and trousers, looking up, is a dark vest, double-breasted coat, the man is standing in front of him with a long body, and there is a cold winter on his body.

"Why are you here now?" Xu Xizhou was a little surprised. He remembered that Zhuang Jingchun usually got off work at 5:30, and it stands to reason that he would only be here at 6:00.

"I have nothing to do today, so I got off work early." Zhuang Jingchun saw that he was only wearing a thin jacket, and tugged at his neckline, frowning slightly.

"Is this the dress you filmed? Why are you wearing so little?"

"Well, my down jacket is in the lounge, I'll get it right away."

Zhuang Jingchun followed him to the lounge, and as soon as he entered, he saw Su Fan who was removing makeup inside.

From the vanity mirror, Su Fan also saw the mixed-race youth appearing behind him. The corner of his mouth twitched, his eyes swept over him, and he looked at Xu Xizhou beside him.

"Xiaozhou, do you still like the snacks I gave you before? I still have some, why don't you take it home to eat?"

Xu Xizhou took off his jacket, put on his down jacket, and zipped up.

"No, you can keep it for yourself."

"I wanted to invite you to dinner at night, are you leaving now?" Su Fan's tone was a little regretful.

Xu Xizhou glanced at Zhuang Jingchun's face and smiled awkwardly.

Before he could speak, Zhuang Jingchun next to him spoke coldly.

"You don't need to eat, Mr. Su, you are a public figure anyway. It's best to pay attention to your words and deeds. Don't cause any unnecessary misunderstandings."

Su Fan sat on the chair and turned around, as if he had noticed Zhuang Jingchun, and raised his brows slightly.

"Mr. Zhuang, what you said is too serious. Xiaozhou and I just happened to meet today. Sister Ren Duo has some friendship with me. It's my duty to care about her brother."

"He has a boyfriend, so you don't need to care."

Zhuang Jingchun held Xu Xizhou's hand, with a hint of impatience in his deep eyebrows.

"let's go."

After leaving the magazine and getting into the car, Zhuang Jingchun still held his hand.

Xu Xizhou glanced helplessly at the hands they were holding, and bent his index finger, scratching Zhuang Jingchun's palm.

"Should you let go?"

Zhuang Jingchun snorted coldly and let go of his hand unhappily.

After the driver started the car, Zhuang Jingchun turned her head and said nothing, looking at the regressing street scene outside the window.

This guy is so jealous.

Xu Xizhou pressed his forehead with a headache, suddenly clutching his stomach, and pretended to let out a pained cry.

"What?" Zhuang Jingchun frowned slightly and turned to look at him.

"It seems that I drank too much coffee, and the cold wind came out again. My stomach is a little uncomfortable."

Xu Xizhou blinked and looked at him pitifully.

Zhuang Jingchun was silent for a few seconds, thinking that the coffee Xu Xizhou was drinking must have been sent by Su Fan, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing his unmoved expression, Xu Xizhou didn't know what he was thinking, so he took the initiative to lean up and rubbed his arm.

"I'm really uncomfortable... Look, I'm sweating."

Zhuang Jingchun finally gave him a look. He lowered his eyes slightly, reached out and touched Xu Xizhou's forehead, and spread out his dry palms to show him.

"Where is the cold sweat?"

Xu Xizhou:  …

He was so pissed that he would be a pig if he coaxed this guy again!

He simply turned his head and looked out the window angrily.

For the rest of the journey, neither of them said a word. When he arrived at the underground parking garage of the apartment, Xu Xizhou got off the car first.

He opened the door with his fingerprints, and without even turning on the heating, he took off his down jacket and went back to the bedroom alone.

As soon as he lay down, he found that his stomach was uncomfortable and he had a heartburn. It is estimated that really caught a cold during the shooting in the afternoon, plus have been hungry all the time, and drank coffee again, and now have a stomachache.

He really is a crow mouth.

Xu Xizhou clutched his aching stomach, looking a little annoyed, curled up in the quilt, and didn't even turn on the light.

I don't know what that guy is doing outside, so he won't go back to the garden directly, will he?

After a while, he vaguely smelled the fragrance from the kitchen. It seems that Zhuang Jingchun is cooking noodles.

Xu Xizhou was even more uncomfortable. He rolled over on the bed, clutching the pillow tightly with his fingers.

No, he couldn't take the initiative to show weakness to Zhuang Jingchun. That guy must feel like he's acting again.

After Zhuang Jingchun cooked the noodles, she returned to the living room and found that Xu Xizhou had not come out of the bedroom, her brows could not help wrinkling.

Even if it's a quarrel, it's time to reconcile. After all, food is more important than anything else.

He walked to the closed master bedroom door and knocked tentatively.

"Xiaozhou, come out to eat."

There was no sound inside for a long time, Zhuang Jingchun vaguely felt that something was wrong, twisted the doorknob, and found that the door was unlocked, and it opened as soon as it was twisted.

He walked in and found that the lights were not on, and the light was dim. There was a bulge on the bed, and Xu Xizhou wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis.

Zhuang Jingchun sat down beside the bed and lifted the quilt, only to find that Xu Xizhou was sweating coldly on his forehead and his face was extremely pale. He suddenly panicked, bent down to look at him, and reached out to touch his face.

"Xiaozhou, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Xu Xizhou's full of grievances suddenly surged up.

"I said I had a stomachache, why don't you believe it?"

"I thought you..."

Zhuang Jingchun couldn't help regretting it, so she quickly helped Xu Xizhou up and gently massaged his stomach with his warm palm.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to bring some medicine, you insist."

He let Xu Xizhou lean on his shoulder, and quickly called the housekeeper, asking him to send some stomach medicines for the symptoms.