Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

Getting along with Rong Can is actually much more comfortable than Lian Xuan expected.

In the mouths of the world, Rong Can is a cold, indifferent, quiet and hard-to-approach person.

And Rong Can in front of her, although cold and alienated, could always pay attention to her hidden thoughts and give her the utmost tolerance and understanding.

"It should be possible." She couldn't help but smile with her eyebrows bent.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a sudden knock on the door, it must be the staff who delivered the medicine.

Lian Xuan said loudly, "Come in, the door is unlocked."

"Click." The doorknob was slowly unscrewed, and a head poked in. It was the very familiar face of Zhang Lianxuan and Rong Can.

"Director Zhao, why are you here in person?" She asked in confusion.

Director Zhao stopped walking.

What did he see? !

Lotus paste paste! ! !

Director Zhao took a sharp breath, Lian Xuan was pressing a cool towel on Rong Can!
He knew that he would be able to eat real candy by himself.

When he goes back, he will tell the assistant director that he was on...no.

The cp that the audience is talking about is real!
"Film Emperor Rong is sick, I should come to visit." Director Zhao stepped in.

Lian Xuan looked at him quietly for two seconds, and complained without hesitation: "Director Zhao, you came here empty-handed, aren't you being too stingy?"

"..." Director Zhao touched his pocket and took out two boxes of medicine, "Didn't I bring cold medicine and antipyretic medicine?"

Lian Xuan picked up the already warm towel, handed it to Director Zhao, and at the same time took the medicine from him, "The kind Director Zhao, will definitely not refuse to help the actor Rong to cool the towel?"

Director Zhao stood where he was, lost in thought, did he look so talkative that Lian Xuan didn't respect his dignity as a director at all!

Lian Xuan, who was in sight, carefully browsed the instructions, quickly picked out the medicine and put it in Rong Can's palm, and then handed over the water glass thoughtfully, "Rong Can, take the medicine first."

"Yeah." Rong Can drank water with her hands, swallowed the pills, and a few drops of water inadvertently fell on her chin.

Lian Xuan didn't even think about it, he turned his hand and wiped it lightly with the back of his hand, "Lie down a little longer? The car should not arrive yet, Director Zhao?"

Lian Xuan is actually not called Rong Canrong in private.

Director Zhao's mind is running wild, this must be a personal relationship, right?
"Director Zhao? Director Zhao!" Lian Xuan's voice suddenly rose, causing Director Zhao to tremble, "Huh?"

Lian Xuan sighed, took the towel from his hand, turned and went into the bathroom, "I asked Director Zhao, has the car to take us back to the city arrived?"

"Oh, I checked my phone, it should not be there yet." Director Zhao took out his phone, browsed it, and finally replied: "It's almost there."

Taking advantage of Lian Xuan's time washing towels in the bathroom, Director Zhao walked to the bed, and said politely to Rong Can, "Actor Rong, are you feeling okay?"

But his gaze scanned the room inch by inch without any trace, and finally stopped on the thick script on the bedside table and the messy bed sheet and quilt next to Rong Can.

Every detail seems to shout at him: the lotus paste is real! ! ! (heart-piercing version)

Did Lian Xuan sleep in the same bed as Rong Can yesterday?
Director Zhao was thinking hard, when a hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "What is Director Zhao looking at?"

"I'm looking at Lian—" Director Zhao suddenly cut off his voice when he received Rong Can's gaze, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and laughed dryly, "I didn't see anything, just look at the layout of this suite. "

While cursing, Lian Xuan passed him with a damp towel, "During the layout, Director Zhao didn't supervise the work? No wonder it looks like a wedding room."

Director Zhao choked up.

The woman's slender fingers carefully folded the towel, and she bent down halfway and applied it carefully on Rong Can's forehead, "Rong Can, why don't you go to sleep first?"

"I don't want to sleep." Rong Can stared at her with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"It's fine to sit for a while, are you hungry?" Lian Xuan looked down at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock, and it was time for breakfast.

The corner of the young man's lips slightly bent, "Do you want to cook porridge for me?"

"I can't." Lian Xuan vetoed quickly, turned his gaze, and stared at Director Zhao, "Director Zhao, can you cook porridge?"

Director Zhao: "..."

How could the film emperor be as docile as a lamb in front of Lian Xuan, and turn into an iceberg when Lian Xuan was not around?

And how could a director like him have such no prestige in front of the guests!
"The level of porridge cooking is higher than yours. Wait for me." Director Zhao waved his hand, turned around and left without taking a cloud.

Lian Xuan was sitting on a chair, fiddling with his mobile phone, only then remembered the contact information left by Grandpa Su yesterday, and hurried to the bedroom to get a note.

Rong Can's eyes flicked over the sticky note in her hand like a superficial touch, but she didn't see the contents clearly.

"What are you doing?" he asked casually.

"The old man who provided the pen and ink and I hit it off immediately and said he wanted to communicate with me. The grandfather was very talkative, so I agreed, and he left me a WeChat message." Lian Xuan summed up the situation in a few words.

Rong Can frowned, pursed the corners of her lips slightly, and responded lightly, without expressing any other opinions.

Lian Xuan quickly entered the number, and searched for Grandpa Su's account: "Outside Gusu City".

The head portrait is a single-character calligraphy work, which is the character "Su" in Xingkai.

It looks like Grandpa Su wrote it himself.

After Lian Xuan sent a friend request, he temporarily put away his phone and looked at Rong Can: "Wouldn't it be a bit boring to sit like this?"

"Huh?" Rong Can's sideways eyes overflowed with a muffled single-word syllable.

"Would you like to come and play golden hook fishing?" Lian Xuan's apricot eyes were clear, without any haze, shining brightly, even brighter than the morning stars.

……

Director Zhao finished cooking the porridge, and when he went upstairs with two bowls of porridge, he saw such a scene——

The young man was half leaning on the pillow, the crimson color on his face faded a little, his dark eyes were lowered, and his peripheral vision fell on Lian Xuan's cheeks undisguisedly.

The woman focused on a vertical card spread beside the bed, and when the card she took out was the same as the one above, her eyes suddenly curved up, revealing a faint smile.

Rong Can should like Lian Xuan.

Director Zhao secretly made a judgment in his heart.

No one will always keep their eyes on someone they don't like.

"I'm working hard to cook the porridge, you're good to go fishing with the golden hook." Director Zhao snorted twice, and put the porridge on the bedside table, "The car will arrive in a few minutes, and you can pack up and go down after eating." .”

"We'll decide the winner next time." Lian Xuan took the cards, turned to thank Director Zhao, and gave a thumbs up: "Thank you Director Zhao, you are the best slow drama director in the world!"

"We're still good friends if you don't mention slow drama." Director Zhao said with an angry face.

"Rongcan, can you drink porridge by yourself?" Lian Xuan picked up a bowl and handed it to him, "It's a bit hot, drink it slowly, don't worry."

Rong Can drooped her eyelashes, slowly filled the porridge and drank it, and asked as if no one else was there: "Has the assistant booked a plane ticket for you?"