The reborn actor rises / Chapter 135: Hypocritical is dead
The reborn actor rises
  •    As Huo Jinchuan approached, a clear and pleasant smell came over his face.
  •   Lin Cheng was stunned for a while. At this moment, all his senses were on the arm that the man was holding on to him.
  •   The slight weight and the body temperature that belonged to the other seemed to be able to pass through the limbs to the heart, causing Lin Cheng to be absent-minded for a moment.
  •   "Go in, be careful." The man's deep voice sounded in his ears, and the hot air exhaled brushed the pinna of the ear, and the eardrum seemed to have been slightly hit, straight into his heart.
  •   Her breath was filled with the smell of a man's body. Lin Cheng's cheeks flushed and her heart beat like a drum.
  •   He didn't even know how he got to the toilet, but when he came back to his senses, Huo Jinchuan had let go of his hand and was standing behind him holding the bottle.
  •   Lin Cheng closed her eyes and quickly calmed her mind. "Brother Jin Chuan, hang the bottle."
  •   "Okay." Huo Jinchuan thought Lin Cheng was embarrassed to be in front of him, so he hung the hanging bottle on the shelf beside him and went out.
  •   Hearing that the bathroom door was gently closed, Lin Cheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
  •   Stop thinking about it, solve the physiological hygiene, wash your hands, and go out with the bottle.
  •   Huo Jinchuan stood at the door of the bathroom. Seeing Lin Cheng come out, he immediately took the hanging bottle in his hand and held it up, and then supported him to the hospital bed with one hand.
  •   When Lin Cheng lay down, Mother Lin poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Lin Cheng, "Come on, Orange Orange, drink more water."
  •   Lin Cheng took the water and drank, and Huo Jinchuan took the empty glass in his hand naturally.
  •   Then he sat down in front of the hospital bed, "Has the fever gone down?"
  •   As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch Lin Cheng's forehead.
  •   The temperature under his palm was still a little hot, Huo Jinchuan frowned, "It's still a little hot."
  •   Lin Cheng ducked unnaturally, "It's okay, the fever will subside in a while."
  •   "You, every time you have a fever, it's like this, over and over again." Mother Lin looked at her son with a distressed face, wishing she couldn't suffer for him.
  •   Huo Jinchuan glanced at Lin Cheng's cheeks, which were abnormally flushed because of the fever, and said, "Take a good rest for a while after" Empty City "is finished, don't tire your body out."
  •   A very ordinary word of concern, but it made Lin Orange's nose sore.
  •   Maybe people are particularly vulnerable when they are sick, and when people are vulnerable, a little bit of suffering will be amplified infinitely. It's okay if others don't comfort or care. As soon as they care, the grievances in their hearts will rush out.
  •   Lin Cheng's eyes were hot, and she suddenly felt very aggrieved and aggrieved.
  •   He didn't even know what he was wronged about, but he just felt wronged anyway, and his heart was sour and astringent, and he just wanted to cry.
  •   This kind of emotion is very strange, and I have never had it in my previous life.
  •   Tears rushed out of their eyes uncontrollably, and Huo Jinchuan and Mother Lin were startled.
  •   "This, Orange Orange, what's the matter, are you uncomfortable? Orange Orange..." Mother Lin stood in front of the hospital bed at a loss, not knowing what to do for a while.
  •   "Don't cry, are you feeling bad?" Huo Jinchuan took a tissue from the table and gently wiped Lin Cheng's tears.
  •   Lin Cheng ducked sideways, suddenly turning her back to Huo Jinchuan and Lin Mu.
  •   He didn't speak either, which was a bit like a anger.
  •   But in fact, he just felt embarrassed. The grievance just now came suddenly, and now his son only felt very embarrassed.
  •   "Orange Orange..." Lin's mother and Huo Jinchuan looked at each other. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.
  •   Lin Cheng took a deep breath and scolded herself in her heart: Hypocritical love is dead.
  •   Then he quickly adjusted his mood and said sullenly, "Mom, Brother Jinchuan, I have a headache and want to sleep for a while."
  •   After that, close your eyes and pretend to be an ostrich.
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Chapter 135: Hypocritical is dead