I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Yun Zhuran did not understand what reporter Zhao meant for a moment. Frightened by his screams.

Reporter Zhao wanted to crawl over and talk to Yun Zhuran. But his body obviously couldn't take it. He couldn't move at all. Furthermore, there was an iv needle stuck to the back of his hand. He couldn't move at all.

"What are you trying to say?"

Reporter Zhao gasped and pointed at Yun Zhuran's phone, putting aside what he had just said.

"I mean, that's the voice. This is the woman who told me about it."

The meaning was clear. Yun Zhuran was completely stunned.

"You mean this voice is the woman who told you about it?"

"That's right!" Reporter Zhao nodded vigorously.

Yun Zhuran still didn't believe it, "Are you sure you heard correctly?"

Reporter Zhao was a little angry. He pointed to his ear and said, "I promise I heard you right. That's the sound."

Yun Zhuran still shook his head, "No way. You must have heard it wrong. How could Zhang Lin be the source? She's my good sister. We've known each other for a long time."

Reporter Zhao pursed her lips and said nonchalantly, "How's it going with knowing each other for a long time? The closer you are to someone, the more they know your secret, and the more dangerous it is. A lot of big news is about people close to us, or do you think we reporters really know everything? Said we were paparazzi. You can catch big news by smelling it. It really looks up to us. We can't do that. Someone had to leak the news before we could smell it. You said that the superstar's wife cheated on you last time..."

"Okay, okay." Yun Zhuran quickly motioned for reporter Zhao to stop. "Don't say anything about your great achievements. I'm not interested in gossip. Tell someone else."

Reporter Zhao said helplessly, "Oh. I wanted to tell you more, but you weren't interested. I know. You look down on people like me, and you think people like me have no character. I can't blame you. After all, society discriminates against journalists. There was no way. It won't change anything for a while."

Yun Zhuran corrected him, "It's not discrimination against reporters, it's discrimination against gossipy reporters like you."

Reporter Zhao spread his hands to show that he didn't care. When he raised his hand, he forgot that there was an iv needle in the back of his hand. This movement was a piercing pain.

He frowned, "Okay, since you don't believe me. I won't force you to believe me. But I still advise you to be careful of this woman. Is it Zhang Lin? I don't think she's reliable at all."

Yun Zhuran was very dissatisfied with this, "You haven't even seen her face. What are you dissatisfied with? Suspicion begets suspicion."

Reporter Zhao put his ear on it, "I believe in my ear. I won't hear it wrong. I believe in my head too. I won't be wrong."

Yun Zhuran joked, "You're really a waste of talent as a reporter. You should be a policeman. Maybe you can solve a few more cases."

After that, Yun Zhuran changed the subject.

"Let's not talk about this. You'd better look ahead. Give me a call and I'll inform your family. Let them take care of you."

Reporter Zhao's face changed at the mention of his family.

"Family... Forget it. I don't have a good relationship with my family."

With his left hand, he awkwardly took out a business card from his left jacket pocket and handed it to Yun Zhuran.

"Just give me a call. Tell my studio that I'm in the hospital. They'll send someone over to take care of me."

"Okay. Then I'll go."

"Thank you. I can't get up to see you off. I'm really sorry."

Reporter Zhao said very politely. If it wasn't for the fact that I knew her earlier. Yun Zhuran would never associate this person with the paparazzi in any way just because of his current appearance.

Outside, Yun Zhuran called reporter Zhao's studio and briefly introduced reporter Zhao's hospitalization. He also told them the address here.

After all this, it was dark.

"Another day has passed."

Yun Zhuran sighed as time passed so quickly that the day ended without doing anything.

When he got home, he was exhausted again. Yun Zhuran lay in bed, not wanting to do anything.

The door slowly opened.

Mu Qingtian crept in from outside.

"Dyeing."

Mu Qingtian whispered in Yun Zhuran's ear. He didn't know if Yun Zhuran was asleep.

Yun Zhuran pretended not to open his eyes and fell asleep.

Mu Qingtian didn't say anything. She lay next to Yun Zhuran, face to face, looking at Yun Zhuran's pretty face. Ten minutes.

Yun Zhuran couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Mu Qingtian held Yun Zhuran in his arms.

"Okay, you lied to me by pretending to sleep." Mu Qingtian said with a laugh.

"Yes, I lied to you. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm glad you lied to me."

After a long hug, Mu Qingtian let go of his hand.

Yun Zhuran pushed him and fanned his nose with his hands, "Go, go take a shower. It stinks. What's that smell?"

Mu Qingtian raised his hand to sniff at his clothes and shook his head, "No, why can't I smell anything?"

You've been in this smell for too long. So I couldn't smell it. Go take a shower. You should develop a good habit of being hygienic. This is not only to improve our quality of life, but also for the sake of our next generation."

Mu Qingtian's eyes lit up when he talked about the next generation. He leaned over to Yun Zhuran's ear, "The next generation, don't just say it. Let's practice it."

Yun Zhuran blushed. But after all, they were husband and wife. It was not surprising to talk about this topic. She gently pushed mu Qingtian and said shyly, "Okay, go take a shower. After washing, we'll..."

"Okay, I'll take a shower... But I haven't eaten yet?"

When Yun Zhuran heard that he was eating, his stomach became hungry and he started to growl.

She chuckled, "That's right. How did I forget to eat?"

"Why else would my wife have such a good figure? I always forgot to eat." Mu Qingtian took the opportunity to say.

In fact, neither of them said anything about each other. He was busy with his work and didn't eat on time. On the contrary, Yun Zhuran reminded her that she was slimmer and slimmer, while mu Qingtian ate like a fat man.

Of course, after they got married, they both ate on time.

As a result, Yun Zhuran gained weight, while mu Qingtian ate on time and exercised, making her figure more and more standard.

The wife was so tired, it was not good for her to work any harder and go into the kitchen to cook.

Mu Qingtian picked up the phone and ordered a takeout. Half an hour later, the delivery arrived. Mu Qingtian took the takeout and put the delicious, steaming food in front of Yun Zhuran.

Yun Zhuran was not polite either. She's not a girl who likes to control her diet. Always eat as much as you can. Because she was active all day long, her weight did not increase significantly.

Watching Yun Zhuran devour, Mu Qingtian stopped eating. Just watch his wife eat.

"What's wrong?" Yun Zhuran finally realized this. Mu Qingtian had been watching her eat. "Do I look terrible eating?"

"No, it's cute."

"Slick, you've learned to please girls. Say, did your brother mu qiaoyang teach you again?" Yun Zhuran asked half-jokingly.