The Movie King’s Stand-In Lover - 3

"Who is that man?" Shen Changliu asked, and then he felt something was wrong. Why did he care about this?

As if he didn't expect him to ask this question, Mo Zhiyang avoided the question, shook his head, and walked towards the kitchen: "You must be hungry, I'll go cook for you."

Avoiding proves that there is something fishy. Shen Changliu couldn't sleep all night yesterday. The depressed emotions in his chest have accumulated and now burst out: "If you have a new love, get out!"

This sentence made Mo Zhiyang stop. He turned around suddenly, and the stunned expression on his face was revealed. But as soon as his mouth opened, it was as if he had lost his breath, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground.

The fruits and vegetables in the bag rolled all over the floor.

Shen Changliu was very angry, but he was still startled to see someone fainting in front of him. He took two steps to hug him in his arms, and he felt something was wrong when he touched his skin.

He panicked: "Why are you so hot?!"

Nonsense, I took a cold shower for so long yesterday, of course it's hot! This was Mo Zhiyang's last thought before he lost consciousness.

The cold touch on his forehead made Mo Zhiyang open his eyes, and he realized that it was already dark, and he struggled to get up.

Shen Changliu came in with water, and seeing that he was about to get up, he hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"I..." He was indeed out of strength, so Mo Zhiyang lay back down.

"You have a fever of 39°C, why did you come here?" Shen Changliu was a little angry, walked to the bed and sat down, and handed him the cup of water: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Mo Zhiyang was not angry either, and replied weakly: "I'm afraid that you won't eat again. You have a bad stomach, and you will have stomachache if you don't eat."

This sentence completely blocked Shen Changliu. When someone is sick, they think of him not eating. This feeling of being cherished is a bit touching.

Probably because of this relationship, Shen Changliu kindly helped the man up, and then fed him water by hand, one mouthful at a time, with rare tenderness.

The water diluted the bitterness in his mouth. For this task, Mo Zhiyang really did everything he could: "That man is a colleague. He helped me move things yesterday, so I said a few more words."

Explaining at this time completely touched Shen Changliu's heart. Suddenly, he felt that his temper before was a bit inexplicable: "You have a good rest."

"Have you eaten?" After drinking the water, Mo Zhiyang asked carefully, and his peach blossom eyes full of spring water were full of himself.

Being looked at by these eyes, Shen Changliu couldn't help but lie: "I have eaten."

Mo Zhiyang breathed a sigh of relief, felt relieved, and acted coquettishly towards him: "Changliu, can you hug me, I'm a little tired."

Shen Changliu's brows relaxed, hesitated, and actually bent down to hug the man, coaxing him in a gentle voice: "Go to sleep."

Mo Zhiyang, nestled in his arms, raised a triumphant smile. From the beginning, all of Shen Changliu's emotions were under his control.

When he woke up the next day, Mo Zhiyang felt much better, but he felt a little weak all over. He got out of bed and threw off the quilt, and when he saw the loose pajamas on his body, he sneered. He took the initiative to open the closet, took out a white shirt of Shen Changliu, put it on, stood in front of the mirror, tilted his head and smiled.

The white lotus is not white, it is all black after being cut.

Shen Changliu was unpacking the takeaway in the living room. He couldn't cook, let alone cook for Mo Zhiyang, so he simply ordered takeaway. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and was stunned.

He was wearing his own shirt, which looked particularly loose because of his body shape. After all, he was 1.87 meters tall, and he was only 1.76 meters tall and thin.

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