Mrs. Huo wants to have a second child

Chapter 251 Encounter

"That's enough, Mr. Qin. I've been recording the show all morning. I'm a little tired and want to rest."

Gu Nansheng rubbed his tired brows with two fingers, not wanting to waste any more words with Qin Jinchuan, but in fact, he could no longer bear the feeling of being in the same room with Qin Jinchuan. That feeling made him feel suffocated and made him want to cry for no reason.

Qin Jinchuan stood up, walked to Gu Nansheng's side, and put his hand on his forehead. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Feeling the slight warmth on his hands and looking at the thin white shirt under his blanket, Qin Jinchuan felt a little angry, and the smile on his face faded. "Just to record a show, you're not even taking care of your health?"

He took off his coat and covered Gu Nansheng with it.

Gu Nansheng had a slight fever. It had just subsided yesterday and he hadn't recovered yet. Today, in the chilly late autumn weather, he was recording a program in a thin shirt. How could he not get sick?

He stared blankly at Qin Jinchuan, who was blaming him but worried about him. Smelling the familiar scent on his coat, Gu Nansheng felt empty in his heart. He seemed really reluctant to leave Qin Jinchuan, his care for him, and his intimacy with him.

Suddenly, the door of the lounge was opened from the outside.

Shang Que was holding a thermometer and cold medicine in his hands. He saw Gu Nansheng sitting on the sofa not far away, with a flushed face, staring at Qin Jinchuan blankly. His eyes were fixed on Qin Jinchuan alone, as if he didn't notice that he was outside.

Qin Jinchuan turned around when he heard the noise and saw Shang Que's appearance. He then looked at Gu Nansheng, who was half-held in his arms. His face darkened and he nudged his back teeth with the tip of his tongue impatiently. He said in a bad tone, "Gu Nansheng, you're quite good."

Gu Nansheng then turned around and saw Shang Que standing outside the door. He hurriedly lifted up his black coat and moved away from Qin Jinchuan's arm reach, as if he didn't want others to misunderstand the inappropriate relationship between him and Qin Jinchuan.

"Shang Que?"

Shang Que nodded when he heard his name, but did not go in and just waited at the door.

Gu Nansheng was about to walk towards him, but someone behind him grabbed his wrist. He turned around and saw Qin Jinchuan looking at Shang Que with an unfriendly look. Then he was stunned for a moment, feeling regretful. How could he have forgotten what kind of smiling tiger Qin Jinchuan was?

"Just a guest on a show, don't get me wrong."

Gu Nansheng removed the spikes from his body and explained in a soft voice, "I'll go over and ask about the situation."

Qin Jinchuan looked at him becoming more intimate and flattering, and his expression improved and he let go of his hand.

"Why are you here?" Gu Nansheng stood at the door blocking Qin Jinchuan's figure in the lounge.

Shang Que handed him what he was holding and explained, "Just now when we were recording the show..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Shang Que's face suddenly turned red for no apparent reason. "You... when you were fixing my collar, your hands were a little cold, and you didn't look well..."

Gu Nansheng looked at the thermometer and cold medicine in her hand, smiled knowingly, and thanked him, "Thank you, Shang Que."

Shang Que quickly shook his head, "No need to thank me, just don't get sick. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he walked away quickly without saying goodbye, leaving behind his back with red ears.

Gu Nansheng tightened the medicine in his hand, looked at Shang Que's back as he left, and sighed silently.

Before he could turn around, he was suddenly pulled into the lounge, the door was slammed shut, and he was pushed against the door panel. The small blanket on his body was torn off, and his back was pressed tightly against the cold door panel through his thin shirt.

Hot, dense kisses fell on his lips, strong, aggressive, and possessive.

"Woo..."

A low moan escaped from Gu Nansheng's slightly pale lips...

The door of the lounge was locked, and his thin body was thrown on the not-so-big sofa in the lounge, and his tall figure loomed over him.

a long time……

The door of the lounge was opened again when it was announced that the recording would be postponed to the next day.

The program crew, artists, and guests have all left.

In the silent studio, Qin Jinchuan carried the sleeping person out.