Because of a cold and fever, Gu Weiwei had a rest in the hotel for a day, and Fu Hanzheng came to take care of her for a day.

The next morning she was going to start filming. Fu Hanzheng couldn't help but call her mobile phone and bring up her agent, Qiao Lin.

As soon as Jolin heard the call of the boss, he ran upstairs without finishing brushing his teeth.

"Big boss, what can I do for you?"

Gu Weiwei looked at the toothpaste foam on Jolin's mouth, drew a tissue and handed it to her.

"Wipe your mouth, will you?"

Jolin's reaction was that she had not finished brushing her teeth, and even came up with the toothbrush in her hand.

So, I took the tissue and wiped the toothpaste on my mouth.

Fu pointed to a pile of things on the table and said solemnly.

"Ginger tea is in the thermos, and cold medicine is in this bag. You must take it on time."

Jolin nodded his head in succession, tears running down his face.

The God of man was soaked away. He had to help take care of his girlfriend and eat their dog food. The most tragic thing in the world is nothing more.

"If you have a fever, let her come back to rest at once." Fu continued.

With her own temperament, he is not here. Even if she has a fever, she will finish filming today.

"Yes, I will keep an eye on it." Said Jolin.

Oh, I really want to quit every day.

Fu Hanzheng: "still have, can't let her suffer cold again, touch cold water also can't do."

Jolin nodded her head and looked aside at Gu Weiwei, who had breakfast.

Ancestral AI, is it not good for you to go home and be the president's wife?

Why do you have to come out and abuse yourself and make them suffer.

After hearing the boss's explanation, Qiao Lin took Gu Weiwei's ginger soup medicine and warm handbag and went downstairs to brush his teeth.

Gu Weiwei looks at the man who tidies up his papers at the desk and is ready to work in Jiadi capital. He puts down his bowl and quietly walks to him, embracing him from behind.

"Uncle Fu, what can I do if I don't want to let you go?"

Fu Hanzheng looked down at the arms wrapped around his waist, and the corners of his lips were slightly pulled up.

"I'll come earlier when I finish work in the afternoon."

Gu Weiwei loosened her hand and said stiffly.

"Uncle Fu, if one day you find out that I am not so cute, or someone is more lovely than me, will you Would not like me so much? "

As if, she became more and more greedy.

She likes him to like her, and gradually thinks he can like her a little longer.

Then, I think he can only like her one, and always only like her one.

She has experienced the changeability of people.

Gu siting once treated her like a pearl or a treasure, and doted on the top of her heart.

However, gradually he no longer liked her so much and wanted to see her again. He even sent her out to live elsewhere.

Then, he fell in love with Ling Yan, who was weak and pitiful

Fu Hanzheng turns around and holds the man to the table and sits face to face with him.

"Is there someone cuter than you?"

"If there is, if I become someone you hate..."

Gu Weiwei took hold of his tie and lowered her eyes to cover her own careful thinking.

Fu Hanzheng lowers his head and kisses the girl who thinks and mutters.

It was not until Jolin came up and knocked on the door to meet her that she reluctantly released her lips and held the man down.

"Go quickly."

Gu Weiwei walked two steps, and then turned back to ask.

"You haven't answered my question yet?"

Fu Hanzheng raises his eyebrows. Does he look so unreliable?

She had such a mind.

"If you need conditions to like someone, you don't really like it."

Gu Weiwei: "do you have any conditions?"

Fu Hanzheng hook lips, "No."

Gu Wei stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face, which made her go out satisfied.