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"I don't talk about that sort of thing."

"How could a boyfriend be something like that?" Meng Xi felt that being sick was just a small matter, he would be immediately angered to death by her.

"Do you want to call some other woman to take care of you?" Cheng Jue asked.

"No need!" Meng Xi gnashed his teeth.

Seeing his sorry state, Cheng Jue turned and walked out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Meng Xi was anxious, this woman was not going to find him some other woman, right?

He felt that a straight woman like Cheng Jue would definitely do that.

Cheng Jue did not look for the other women because she felt that with Meng Xi's high fever, even if he found someone to serve him, they should have at least cooled him down first.

She gave Meng Xi a cold towel, looked at Meng Xi who was sitting on the bed, and said, "Lie down."

Meng Xi laid down obediently. He did not know if it was because he was sick.

After Cheng Jue finished applying the towel for him, she would pour some water and get the medicine for him.

She was the one who brought the medicine.

She's been preparing medicine for years.

It looked nothing like Meng Xi's house.

However, an idiot like Meng Xi would definitely not think of this.

Cheng Jue looked at Meng Xi taking the medicine and asked, "What happened to you yesterday? Why is it raining? "

"The car broke down and was fixed on the road."

Cheng Jue remembered it rained yesterday.

So it's raining while you fix it.

"What do you want today?" Meng Xi asked.

"Taking part in the filming? You think you can go just because of this?"

"No. Don't go. "

"Why wouldn't I go?" Cheng Jue asked. I'll call the director later. I'll be there when your fever goes down. "

"No, I've already lost my fever. If my body isn't well, you won't be able to take care of me? I've never heard of such a thing. Is a distant relative inferior to a close neighbour? Let me tell you, Cheng Jue, you can't do things that have no conscience. Now that you're taking care of me, you actually aren't willing to do so? " Meng Xi said a lot of things.

Cheng Jue looked at Yue Yang's face, which was slightly flushed from the fever, and thought to himself, it shouldn't be effective so quickly, right?

He even had the strength to speak.

He would say so much.

Regarding his words about taking care of her in the past, it was not because she was sick, because Cheng Jue rarely got sick.

Pay more attention to this.

Because once she was sick, she couldn't work, and she didn't like being so weak.

Therefore, Meng Xi's so-called care should be about work.

Cheng Jue had no way to refute this.

Although Meng Xi was narcissistic and long-winded, he still had his strengths.

Cheng Jue stayed.

He called the director to request for a leave of absence, and even called Tang Bao to inform him.

Meng Xi lay on the bed, fell asleep after taking the medicine.

When Cheng Jue changed the towel on him, she rubbed his head. It was still warm, so she went to change the towel on him.

After going back and forth, he had to suffer for two to three hours before his fever finally subsided.

Cheng Jue looked at the sweating Meng Xi and thought, it wasn't easy for him either. He doesn't have a good relationship with his family either.

Now that he was sick, if it wasn't Cheng Jue, he could only be an assistant.

How strange, why didn't Meng Xi look for an assistant and let her stay there?

Thinking about Meng Xi's usual personality, she knew that Meng Xi was doing this on purpose.

He couldn't go, and he wouldn't let her.

"What do you think you are, staring at me?" When Meng Xi woke up, he noticed that Cheng Jue was looking at her. "You can't be thinking of doing something to me while I'm asleep, right?"

Cheng Jue ignored him and turned to leave.

"Cheng Jue, why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'll make you some porridge."

Meng Xi was in a good mood after hearing Cheng Jue's words.

Just lie in bed and be served.

Although a little girl like Cheng Jue would not be of much use, she was still a little cute at critical moments.

Cheng Jue cooked porridge for Meng Xi. She also chose to eat her own porridge to save herself the trouble of thinking about what else to eat.

While cooking the porridge, Cheng Jue sat on the sofa outside and started to make his phone.

In any case, Meng Xi's fever was already gone, so there was no need to keep watch.

She also did not want to be in front of him forever, lest she get annoyed by him.

"Cheng Jue, what are you doing outside?"

Hearing Meng Xi's voice, Cheng Jue did not even raise his head, "Boil the porridge."

"It's not done yet?"

"Wait."

"Come here."

With orders.

Cheng Jue hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked into the room, "What's wrong?"

"What are you doing out here?"

"Wait for the porridge to be ready."

"Sit." Meng Xi said.

Cheng Jue did not understand what he meant. Since he said to take a seat, then let's take a seat.

After sitting down, Cheng Jue looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

Meng Xi looked at her pure gaze and didn't know what to say.

"What is it?" Cheng Jue asked.

"What do you think happened to the movie yesterday? I mean, did you have any thoughts about that first kiss? "

Cheng Jue thought for a moment, then said, "The first time is quite a challenge."

"Is that all?"

"Well, I think I can do better. By the way, what do you think of me? "You're more experienced."

"I don't know!" Meng Xi was so angry that he didn't want to say anything.

Cheng Jue stared at Meng Xi.

"What are you looking at?" Staring at the chicken nest like hair, Meng Xi thought, it can't be that she thinks I'm very handsome right now?

"I think you're hard on me."

"..." Meng Xi almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

"The porridge is ready. Do you want to eat here or go outside?"

"Eat outside."

The two of them sat at the dining table. Cheng Jue did not bother to be courteous with him.

Normally, Meng Xi would never be polite when he went over to her place, he would go in as soon as he entered and not knock on the door.

Cheng Jue was used to it.

Whatever.

Otherwise, she would die from anger!

After finishing his porridge, Cheng Jue went to wash the dishes.

Meng Xi said, "Put it there, you don't need to wash it."

"You wash?" Cheng Jue asked.

"I'll wash, I'll wash!" Meng Xi turned and left after he finished speaking.

Cheng Jue had thought that Meng Xi was just thinking, how could he agree to wash?

Could it be that getting sick would make people restrain their temper?

Cheng Jue put down the bowl and left Meng Xi's house.

Meng Xi turned around and looked at the closed door.

He walked to the kitchen and looked into the sink.

The veins on his forehead were trembling.

This Cheng Jue was definitely the thickest and thickest girl in the world!

When he said he was washing, she really didn't want to put the bowl in the sink with you.

In short, Meng Xi was defeated, and turned back to his room to sleep.

He was still a patient and wouldn't lower himself to the same level as Cheng Jue.

Cheng Jue returned to his room. Since he was on leave and had nothing to do, he went back to his bed to take an afternoon nap.

It was unknown when she slept, but she had the feeling that she had awoken. Then, she felt that something was wrong with the room.

When she turned around, she saw Meng Xi standing beside the bed. She was shocked and asked, "What are you doing?"

"What is it? I called you, but you couldn't hear me, so of course I came over to take a look.

Cheng Jue sat up, massaging his temples, he was extremely angry at Meng Xi.

Entering her room so casually, it was fortunate that she was wearing pajamas that were conservative.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be exposing himself?