Chapter 1261

"Boss, are you ok?" Yang Tong just passed by him. He was a little scared when he looked like this.

Gu Minghan coughed awkwardly and turned to go there to prepare for the opening.

Wenxin has a cold.

I went back to sleep at noon and found that I had a fever. I felt soft and floating in front of my eyes.

But there are still several scenes to go on, and she has to go to the scene to watch. If she wants to make the play present perfectly, she has to discuss with the director at any time.

Quietly got up, took a cold medicine, put on a wool cap, gloves, pants and sweater, put on her necessary down jacket, wrapped her whole body tightly, finally put on snow boots, took a flat, sniffed and walked out.

Gu Minghan happened to come out of the room and take the same elevator with her. Watching her wrap herself up like a ball, he could not help but sneer: "your dress is absolutely the most fashionable this year."

Wen Xin side Mou looked at him one eye, the heart some bitterness, take out the paper towel from the pocket, pinch the nose to blow the nose.

In the afternoon, it began to snow again. This year, the snow continued, and the cold wind was particularly harsh.

Today, it's still outdoor shooting. As soon as the shooting starts, the actors have to wear thin clothes. It's very cold. Even if it's rare, Gu Minghan can't stand it. He stammers because of the cold.

"Better!" At the director's command, the assistants came forward one after another to dress the actors, hand over the warm baby and the kettle.

Gu Minghan breathed, and thin mist came out of his mouth. He took the script in his hand and looked at it. He suddenly felt that a sentence seemed to have been repeated about three times. He raised his eyes to look for Wen Xin. Gu Minghan watched her sitting on the chair behind the director, shaking her head down.

Seems to be, asleep?

Squinting, Gu Minghan takes advantage of everyone's busy state to walk past.

Wen Xin's hands were hidden in his pockets, and his body was lying on his legs. He was shaking.

Gu Minghan slightly bent down to look, stretched out his hand in her ear to hit a loud finger, "ah!"

"Ah?" Warm heart suddenly straight up, eyes hazy looking at him, "how, how?"

Is she asleep?

It must be the drug that's hypnotic.

Gu Minghan smiles. He just wants to say something about her, but he sees that her face is red and she is very weak.

Slightly frown, Gu Minghan reached out and touched her forehead, "you have a fever?"

Wen Xin stood up and pursed her dry lips. "Oh, it's OK. I've already taken the medicine."

Gu Ming rarely shows off her strength. He puts his hands in his pockets and says unnaturally, "if you feel uncomfortable, go back and have a rest. If you don't feel comfortable, you can still shoot."

Looking at him turning back, Wen Xin wronged curled his lips. Although he didn't expect how good he was to himself, at least he didn't have to aim at her everywhere, did he?

Alas, I suddenly regretted writing this play. I knew he was the leading actor

Wen Xin sits down silently, opens the tablet and looks at the script.

In the nanny's car, Gu Minghan sits there reading the script, but his heart is very messy.

"It's really cold. I have a cold." Xiao Pang came up to complain, and his face was full of sorrow.

Gu Minghan side Mou sees to his natural opening: "you also caught a cold?"

Xiao Pang was stunned and looked at him curiously, "who else has a cold?"

Gu Minghan eyebrows jump, embarrassed to move back to the line of sight, "no one."

What's wrong with him?

Xiao Pang shakes his head strangely and takes out his mobile phone to send a text message to his wife. Gu Minghan glances at the three words "I love you" on his screen, remembering the text message Wenxin gave him last night.