365 days of hidden marriage: Mr.Jiang, high-profile spoil!

Before long, song Chengan came, entered the room, looked around and didn't find Jiang Jingheng.

He looked at Mu Yan and asked, "isn't Jing Heng here? Where are the people? "

Mu Yan's eyelids jumped and replied, "he's out."

"While he's away, it's time to talk about work." Song Chengan nodded and sat down on the sofa.

Mu Yan went to the tea cabinet, poured him a glass of water and took it.

Song Chengan took the cup, looked at her and asked, "why is your face so ugly?"

Mu Yan smiled, "it's all right. It's an old problem."

She sat down on the bed and faced him.

Song Chengan took a sip of water, put the water cup on the nearby tea table and stepped into the topic.

"It's not difficult this time. I contacted chief editor Hao and he will send a statement. In addition, you also need to interact with Zhou lifeI on your microblog. Are you in a deep sisterly relationship and can you perform?"

Mu Yan nodded, "I know what you mean. Now whoever tears his face first will lose."

"I'll find someone to write the manuscript for you." Song Chengan said.

Mu Yan shook his head, "no, I'd better come by myself. You don't know her as well as I do."

Song Chengan glanced at her and knew that she would not make fearless promises.

"OK."

She covered her stomach, curled up, looked miserable and paler.

Song Chengan got up, held her shoulder and asked, "are you okay?"

He raised his hand and touched her forehead. His hand was cold and wet.

Why is it so cold!

Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden "toot" at the door, and then the door opened.

Muyan and song Chengan looked at the same time and saw Jiang Jingheng standing at the door, with a handsome face as black as ink.

His cold voice followed, "what are you doing?"

Mu Yan's eyebrows were slightly tight. How could she feel that she was caught in bed.

Song Chengan immediately realized what he had done and took back his hand.

"Jing Heng, don't get me wrong. I'm not comfortable looking at Mu Yan, so..."

Jiang Jingheng ignored him, walked in with a cold face.

Song Chengan immediately stepped back and gave up his position to Jiang Jingheng.

Jiang Jingheng walked up to Mu Yan, raised his hand and held her pale and bleeding face in a soft tone, "is it very uncomfortable? Go to the hospital? "

Mu Yan looked at his eyes full of worry. For a moment, she thought he really cared about her.

She shook her head. "I'm fine. Just have a rest."

She looked at him and explained, "don't get me wrong. I have nothing to do with brother song."

Jiang Jingheng is angry and funny at the moment. She will take into account his feelings.

He said faintly, "I believe you. You can't see his virtue."

Song Chengan, "..."

What is my virtue? What's wrong with me?!

He said discontentedly, "Hey, Jing Heng, how do you talk..."

Jiang Jingheng continued to ignore him, looked at Lian Jun at the door, frowned and said, "don't bring it in yet!"

"Yes!" Lian Jun came in with a thermos cup and a bag of things in his hand.

Jiang Jingheng took the thermos cup, poured a cup of brown sugar ginger tea and handed it to Mu Yan, "drink some ginger tea, it will be more comfortable."

Mu Yan took the cup, blew it and drank it gently. The ginger taste was very strong and sweet.

She took another sip, her stomach warmed up, and the warmth flowed all over her body.

After a few drinks, she asked, "can you tell me where I bought it?"

Go to the crew tomorrow. She can buy a cup in advance.

Lian Jun replied, "in fact, this is..."

"No!" Jiang Jingheng suddenly interrupted him.

Mu Yan frowned and stared at him. Is he so stingy?

She didn't know it was jiaochen when she fell into the eyes of others.

"Tomorrow I'll ask Lian Jun to send it over and he'll buy it." Jiang Jingheng replied.

Mu Yan didn't refuse and said to Lian Jun, "that's trouble."

Lian Jun hurriedly said, "no trouble, no trouble."

People's chefs don't think it's troublesome. He doesn't think it's troublesome as an errand runner.