Angry to angry, to warm also can't put him regardless: "I first give you disinfection, and then simple bandage, may be a little pain, you bear it."

"Well." Thin cool should a, support a head to see toward warm, concentrate on helping him to bind up appearance.

Xiang Nuan didn't expect that Bo Liang, a respectable young master, didn't say a word in the process of disinfection and dressing. Even if it was painful, he just frowned, which made Xiang Nuan admire him.

"Well, now the conditions here can only reach this level. First of all, if you have a fever tonight, you must go to the hospital." Xiang Nuan got up, clapped his hands and began to clean up the medicine box.

"Good." Bo Liang nodded.

When xiangnuan felt thin and cool, he got up and went to the bathroom: "I'll take a bath first."

Xiang Nuan quickly stopped him: "are you kidding me? How do you take a bath when you hurt your arm like this? The wound will be inflamed when it touches water

"But I don't feel well."

Bo Liang frowned and insisted on taking a bath. He is a serious cleanliness addict. Now his arm is stained with blood, which is really unbearable.

Xiang Nuan also thought of this, she helped her forehead: "must I wash it?"

"Well, if you don't let me do it, I'll have to go out and do it." Thin cool eyes flashed a trace of cunning.

"Don't, don't go out in the limelight."

Xiang Nuan doesn't want to be infected by the thin and cool wound. After all, she smashed it. She will feel guilty.

After thinking about it, he took a step back and said, "well, it's impossible for you to take a shower in this situation. If you feel dirty, I'll wipe your body with hot water. I still have a clean bathrobe in my room. You can make do with it first?"

Thin cool looking at to warm, seem to be thinking about something, pondered for a moment way: "also OK, but I want to whole body wipe."

To warm face "Shua" a red, she always feel thin cool is deliberately in advance, but she has no way.

Hard stare thin cool one eye, to warm went to the toilet to put hot water.

When he helped Bo Liang wipe his body, he was cooperative and did nothing else.

But Xiang's face turned red all the way to a cooked crayfish.

She couldn't figure out how a man could be so perfect, not only with a handsome face, but also with a perfect figure.

It can be seen that he is usually a person with extreme self-discipline, even if he has seen it many times before, but now he feels completely different when he rubs every inch.

Finally, Xiang Nuan felt as if he had experienced a torture.

She was tired and sweating all over her body. She enjoyed being thin and cool. She put on her bathrobe and lay contentedly on the warm bed.

To warm stare big eyes: "you won't sleep here today?"

"What else? I can't get out now Bo Liang is really innocent.

Xiang Nuan also said that he could not sell the thin cool sleeping sofa. After all, he was the father of the gold owner and had to provide.

He took a shower for himself. Xiang Nuan took out the spare blanket Xiang Jing had prepared for her from his suitcase, moved it to the sofa, wrapped it up and lay down, ready to turn off the light and go to sleep.

Thin cool lying on the bed, looking at the sofa shrunk into a ball to warm, frown: "why do you sleep there?"

"Where can I sleep if I don't sleep here?" Xiang Nuan has been busy all day today. She just gave Bo Liang a bath. She is really tired. Now she wants to have a good rest.

Thin cool leaned to the side to lean on, patted the place that patted to set aside: "sleep to come here."

"No," he said, refusing to wrap himself in a warm blanket. Every time he comes to the same bed with Bo Liang, nothing pure will happen. "I'm going to shoot the first scene tomorrow morning. I can't do it tonight."

Thin cool corners of the mouth smoked: "to warm, what color things do you think of all day long? Who's going to do it with you? "

"Ha?" To warm dismay pointed to himself, don't know why thin cool skin will be so thick.

"Come up. I'm tired. I'll have a good sleep." Bo Liang slowed down his tone.

Seeing Xiang Nuan still didn't believe in himself, he sighed: "come on up, I can't do anything to you with my arm today. I can't sleep well on the sofa."

To warm hesitated for a while, this just moved to the bed.

This hotel is no better than a high-end hotel. Even the bed is narrower than a normal double bed. It's better to sleep alone before Xiang Nuan. When tall Bo Liang sleeps with him, it's obviously a little crowded.

Thin cool to warm floor into the arms, like holding pillow, chin against her head, voice rarely revealed a little tired: "sleep, very late."

To warm body stretch very straight, she felt today's thin cool some different, but can't say where different.

The top of head even breathing sound spreads, thin cool unexpectedly really did not do anything to fall asleep.

Xiang Nuan kept his eyes open in his thin and cool arms for a while. Finally, he was still tired and fell asleep unconsciously.When Xiang Nuan wakes up by the alarm clock the next day, Bo Liang is gone. The wind outside the window blows up the curtain. He should have turned the window and left.

Xiang Nuan can't help but feel a little trance. If it wasn't for the pile of lamp fragments and the medicine box beside the sofa, it reminded her of what happened last night, as if Bo Liang had never been here.

But last night she slept so soundly that she didn't even have a dream. It's strange.

Don't have time to have too many other ideas, Mochou has been shooting the door of the room: "Xiao Nuan, get up, ready to start your first show!"

In the morning, he was playing against suche. When xiangnuan got to the scene, suche had already communicated with the director about the script.

Su Che's forwarding to Nuan Weibo last night made a lot of noise. Although the hot search has been withdrawn all night and the bad comments have been deleted, the eyes of the people in the crew looking at Nuan Su Che are still strange.

It's as if there must be something between them.