Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 13 may give you some misunderstandings
Xi Zheng raised her sleeve and sniffed, and smelled a not-so-strong smell of alcohol. It can only be said that An Chuyu has a sensitive nose.There were three or four steps between them, and she could smell it.

"I didn't drink much." Xi Zheng said, "Just two."

"Give it up, stop it." An Chuyu pulled his sleeve aside and swiped his fingerprints.

The elevator door just closed and then opened slowly, Zhao Yizhu came in leading a snow-white Samoyed.Both she and the dog were drenched. Seeing An Chuyu, she smiled and said, "Sister Chuyu, when did you come back to BJ? I haven't seen you for a while."

The Samoyed knew An Chuyu, and ran to rub against her legs. An Chuyu knelt down and touched its head: "I've been back for a few days, and I've been busy with other things."

"No wonder I didn't see you." Zhao Yizhu saw that Yuanyuan was getting more and more happy, and quickly pulled her back, "This disobedient Yuanyuan, she insisted on going out in the rain, she was so dirty."

"It's okay, I haven't played with it for a long time."

"Come to my house for dinner another day, and let my mother make beef, which is low in calories and delicious." Zhao Yizhu talked to An Chuyu while looking at the strange faces in the elevator.

An Chuyu knew who she was looking at, and pretended not to know Xi Zheng: "Okay."

Zhao Yizhu asked: "Is this also a resident here? I haven't seen him before. I don't know why, but he looks familiar. Have we met somewhere?"

Xi Zheng didn't change his face and his heart beat wildly, and quickly came up with a perfect excuse: "I'm new here. When I came back last night, I saw you walking the dog downstairs."

Zhao Yizhu didn't think much about it.

When we arrived on the sixth floor, Zhao Yizhu tugged on the leash: "Yuanyuan, we're home, we'll play with my sister next time." She pulled the dog out of the elevator, turned around and said to An Chuyu, "Bye, Chuyu! Miss Yu."

An Chuyu smiled and waved: "Goodbye."

The elevator door closed, and the smile on her face faded for a second, as if she was performing a face-changing Sichuan opera, she stared at Xi Zheng: "What did you come to see me for?"

Xi Zheng said to him from left to right: "I sent you a WeChat message, but you didn't reply."

An Chuyu took out her phone from her bag, and saw a message he sent three hours ago, asking her when the filming would end.Most of the time her mobile phone is kept with Zhu Tracy, and Zhu Tracy will notify her if there is an urgent matter, it is normal that she did not see the news.

When the elevator reached the nineteenth floor, An Chuyu went out first, followed by Xi Zheng.

"So, what exactly are you looking for?" She turned around, turned the phone screen towards him, and shook it, "I didn't see the point of this message."

Xi Zheng looked at her, wondering if she really didn't understand or pretended not to understand: "I asked you out to dinner, but you said you were filming, and it turned out that you had dinner with Ji Yingdi."

An Chuyu: "Is there any conflict between the two?"

Xi Zheng was angry: "Why not? You don't have time when I ask you out, but you are free when someone else asks you out. Are you not sincere at all..."

"Like me" three words, he was a little speechless, swallowed it back.

An Chuyu became more and more confused as she listened. Why did she understand every word he said, but she couldn't understand what it meant when they were connected together, so she asked: "Isn't it true?"

"Forget it." Xi Zheng pressed her forehead, suddenly felt a burst of heat, took a breath, and didn't intend to say anything.

There is one thing that An Chuyu thinks should be explained: "Mr. Ji didn't ask me out. The person who asked me out was Director Jiang. Tonight is a crew dinner."

Xi Zheng's mood improved: "Let's go in first."

An Chuyu caught him saying "we", and she couldn't help laughing: "Let me remind you, this is my home, where are you going to go?"

Xi Zheng didn't answer her question, she pursed her lips and smiled quietly, grabbed her hand, and stuffed it into her trousers pocket.Just as she was about to pull her hand out, she found a small box with a square shape.

An Chuyu paused, no matter how calm he was, his face became hot: "Are you crazy?"

Xi Zheng lowered her head to observe the changes in her expression: "You scolded me that night in Paris too. I remember my answer at that time was... Maybe."

If he wasn't crazy, who would come here in the rain at night, this place is so far away from his company.

An Chuyu considered himself a principled person, and both of them crossed the line that night in Paris, so it wasn't anyone's fault.After returning to China, she tried to return to the original track and draw a line with him in accordance with the terms of the agreement.She was the one who violated the agreement last night. As compensation, she took him in for one night.

At this point, let's settle it, the two of them should not owe each other.

Then, there is no need to get involved anymore, lest it will become more and more chaotic, and it will be more difficult to distinguish each other.

Xi Zheng didn't understand what was going on in her mind, so she leaned against the door and waited for her to open it.

An Chuyu decided to make it clear to him: "Xi Zheng, our relationship..."

Xi Zheng didn't know what she was going to say, but simply felt that the door of the house was right in front of her eyes so she couldn't go in. It was strange and cold to stand in the corridor chatting.

He leaned his head against An Chuyu's shoulder, a particularly heavy head pierced into An Chuyu's neck with a snap, half of her shoulder was numb.

"Is there anything we can't talk about in the house? Huh?" Xi Zheng's voice was hoarse.

"Stay away from me." An Chuyu put his hand on his face and pushed him away.

Xi Zheng took this opportunity to hold her hand again, touched her fingers one by one, found her thumb, and pressed her fingertips against the sensor on the door to unlock it.

The door opened, and he took her into the room, swallowing his throat: "Is there any water? My throat is about to smoke."

An Chuyu quickly pushed him away, put on his slippers and went to the kitchen, connected a pot of water and plugged in the electricity, while waiting for the water to boil, he thought about what to say to him.

The kettle hummed, and it didn't take long for it to trip.

An Chuyu found a water glass from the sideboard, scalded it and poured out a glass of water to the living room. Seeing Xi Zheng's posture, she was stunned.

He took this place as his own home, and he didn't see anything outside. He took off his coat and leaned on the sofa, his hair was a bit messy, and a few strands of hair fell out on his forehead.His eyes were slightly closed, one hand rested on his forehead, his slender fingers were bent, and he clenched into a fist, as if resting peacefully.

An Chuyu put the water glass on the coffee table, and said to him formally: "Xi Zheng, I thought about it carefully, and I think it's best to keep our relationship in a state where we don't disturb each other, just like what we agreed before marriage. I'm fine. That night in Paris, we acted as if nothing happened. I contacted you rashly last night because I needed help with something, which may have caused some misunderstandings. I need to make it clear to you that I was actually ...Xi Zheng? Xi Zheng, are you listening?"

After talking for a long time, An Chuyu saw that the man on the sofa didn't respond at all, which was really abnormal.

She bent down and pushed his shoulder: "Hey, didn't you say you were not drunk?"

Xi Zheng remained motionless.

An Chuyu took away his hand on his forehead and touched his skin, she immediately felt that his body temperature was not right.When her palm touched his face before entering the door, she felt a little hot, but she didn't think about his illness at the time.

"Xi Zheng, wake up." An Chuyu pushed him hard.

The sleepy man slowly opened his eyelids, the folds of his eyelids were deep, his eyes were lifeless, and looked a little more fragile than usual.He seemed a little dazed, and mumbled, "Did you call me?"

An Chuyu had nothing to do with him. He took out the medicine box from the drawer of the TV cabinet, took out a temperature gun and measured his temperature. The result showed 38.6°C.She threw the temperature gun back into the medicine box, looked down at him, and said the truth plainly: "You have a fever."

Xi Zheng said dully: "Really?"

An Chuyu closed his eyes and stayed there for a few seconds, helpless in this situation: "I said, why don't you call your assistant or driver to come over and take you to the hospital?"

Xi Zheng raised her hand to test the temperature of her forehead, but she couldn't figure it out: "What's my temperature? It's not that serious, right? Maybe I just caught a cold, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

"38.6°C, if you don't want to go to the hospital, what are you going to do now?"

"Just take some medicine."

"Do you have some common sense? How do you take medicine when you drink alcohol? Let me tell you, I'm not a doctor. I don't know which medicines can be taken and which ones can't."

If she hadn't reminded her, Xi Zheng would have never thought of this.

An Chuyu stretched out a hand towards him: "Give me the phone, and I'll call your assistant."

Xi Zheng sat up with one hand propped on the armrest of the sofa, her head was dazed, no wonder she was top-heavy all the way.He picked up the hot water on the coffee table and took a few sips: "It's so late, and it's raining and snowing outside, it's not appropriate to call someone from a long distance."

An Chuyu really didn't see that he was a boss who cared about his subordinates.

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The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, blocking out the sound of wind and rain.

As the patient, Xi Zheng lay down on the big soft bed after taking a shower.An Chuyu twisted a towel soaked in cold water, and placed it on his forehead to cool down physically.

Fortunately, I wish Tracy a high efficiency. She called her last night to ask for a quilt, and she took the time to prepare a new one today, which just came in handy.

Xi Zheng put one arm behind her head, watching An Chuyu bustle about in and out, in a terribly happy mood, but blamed herself: "Did I cause you trouble?"

An Chuyu was not polite to him, threw another towel into the cold water, and looked at him coldly: "If you know it's causing trouble, then leave my house."

Xi Zheng stretched comfortably, pulled up the slipped quilt, and said lazily and cheekily: "What is your home, isn't it our home?"

After hearing this, An Chuyu wanted to take advantage of his sickness to beat him up, but on second thought, she would have to be a widow if she was beaten up, so she just thought about it: "Why don't you take another look at the notarization of pre-marital property, the house I bought it before marriage, it is my personal property, and it has nothing to do with you."

Xi Zheng was dizzy and suffering: "Who mentioned property to you?" He muttered softly, "You didn't understand me at all."

An Chuyu didn't want to understand either, so he went into the bathroom and found a hair dryer to blow clean his underwear.She had never thought about this scene before, and it could be called the first time she had ever seen it.

An Chuyu took a shower, put on the autumn and winter pajamas with long sleeves and long pants, shook off another quilt and lay down.

Before going to bed, she changed Xi Zheng to another wet towel.

The desk lamp on the cabinet was on, and Xi Zheng turned her head sideways. Even though her mind was not clear, her eyes were still clear, looking at An Chuyu's side lying figure for a moment.The hair around her ears was light yellow under the light, and the shoulders and back were thin, but not thin.

"An Chuyu, are you asleep?" Xi Zheng knew that she was not asleep, and after asking symbolically, she asked her question, "When I fell asleep on the sofa in the living room, I heard you in a daze. I talked for a long time next to me, what did you say?"

An Chuyu: "..."

Maybe she shouldn't be soft-hearted, and she should throw Xi Zheng outside on that sleet night, which is better than him being so angry that she couldn't sleep.

She said so much, but he didn't hear a word, which was annoying enough.

　Xi Zheng was so weak that he finally bought some tools and fell ill, hahahahahahahahaha I laughed so loudly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)