In late autumn, the nights in the mountains are cool. At this time, when you go to bed at night, you have to cover the quilt.

Song Yiran was lying on the kang, his hands resting behind his head, and his eyes were staring at the roof.

Three days have passed since the county hospital, and Song Yiran also returned to Daqingshan early.

She didn't tell anyone what happened in the hospital that day, including Zhao Xiaodong, who was also hidden from her.

It's useless to say it, it's sad and worried, why bother!

As for the interview at the county hospital, it must have been yellow! What did the director say at the time? It's a pity!

Gee......

It's not an occasional whole, and it's not unfair to her alone, so ah, there's no need to dwell on it so much. She told Zhao Xiaodong to wait for news, but she didn't have to expect too much, she knew that there was no drama.

The only thing that annoyed her was the one surnamed Ray, who ...... What's going on?

Song Yiran took out the special necklace pendant and dangled it in front of his eyes.

Three years ago, he was like a silent and introverted big boy, although he also had a mature aura on his body, but Song Yiran could feel that he actually had a fiery heart, which was very warm.

But three years later, he covered up his edge, and even his heart seemed to be frozen, as if he had some last resort.

Hey.

Song Yiran rubbed the Zigong single necklace in his hand, and secretly thought: Looking at it, it has matured, I don't know if it is because of experience, how do you feel more hooked than three years ago...... Isn't it more attractive?

Although when they met again, he was a frail appendicitis patient.

Song Yiran put the necklace around his neck and sighed quietly.

She guessed that the surname Lei was going to go on a special mission, but she definitely couldn't ask what she was doing, and he couldn't say it. She also knows the rules of this industry, but she is still a little worried!

Worry about the hell!

He's not one of you......

Song Yiran turned over and sighed lightly, I don't know how he recovered, there should be no problem with the postoperative recovery! It's been three days, and normally he should be able to get out of bed and move.

Alas, the skin must be prepared before the operation, and I don't know which little nurse is cheaper......

Three years ago, I had a glimpse of it, tsk, the muscle shape was full and complete, and it looked really mouthwatering, but I didn't know how it felt to the touch~

Song Yiran was stunned for a moment, what was she thinking?

"Ahh

Song Yiran stretched out his hand and patted his cheek, and said to himself, "You are sober!" As soon as the words fell, Song Yiran immediately became alert, and someone entered the courtyard.

She quietly got up, made a silent gesture to pick up the treasure, then waved her hand at it, motioned for it to lie back into its nest, and then quietly came to the outhouse.

There was movement at the door.

A thief who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Song Yiran hid in the dark, paying attention to the movement at the door, her night vision was very good, even if there was no light in the middle of the night, she could see everything in the dark clearly.

Something came in along the crack in the door, hung on the latch accurately, and then shook it slightly, and the latch was righted, and when I pulled it again, the latch immediately fell off.

Song Yiran was amazed, it's really, it's amazing!

The door was gently pushed open, and a tall black figure flashed in.

Song Yiran suddenly broke out, and attacked the black shadow fiercely, her punch was fierce, faintly carrying the wind, if she was hit in the head by her punch, I was afraid that only people would not be able to wake up for a long time.

The person who came also noticed that it was not good, and hurriedly dodged, "It's me." ”

Surnamed Lei?

Song Yiran suddenly retracted his momentum, and forcibly withdrew his fist, and at the same time his center of gravity was unstable and fell forward. The space was narrow, and the two of them inevitably bumped into one place, Song Yiran fell into Lei Qianjun's arms all of a sudden, her head hit his chest~ mouth, and her body also pressed hard, Lei Qianjun snorted, feeling a faint pain in the knife in her abdomen.

"What's wrong, the knife hurts?" Song Yiran hurriedly stood up, concealed his embarrassment, and helped the surnamed Lei and said, "Let's go, I'll help you go back to the house and lie down for a while." ”

The surnamed Lei seemed to be in a good mood, and chuckled, a little smug. He wasn't weak enough to walk, but it felt really good to be held by her.

Song Yiran pursed his lips secretly, really, why didn't he hurt him to death!

As soon as Lei Qianjun entered the house, he felt the breath of a stranger when he picked up the treasure, and he was lying there and roaring, as if he was demonstrating to Lei Qianjun.

"You have a dog?"

"Hmm! Treasure pickup, be honest. ”

Picking up the treasure immediately stopped screaming, and went back to the nest very depressed, probably thinking: Master, are you really okay with such a heavy color and light dog?

Song Yiran asked Lei Qianjun to sit on the kang, and she turned on the electric light.

The sudden light made both of them look a little uncomfortable, and there was a little panic.

Lei Qianjun's knife wound ached faintly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"It's only been three days after the operation, and you're really dead. Song Yiran instinctively stepped forward, "Take it off and let me take a look." ”

"Take off the ......" Lei Qianjun's tongue was knotted, and his ears were quietly red.

"Take off your clothes, I want to see if your knife is cracked?" Song Yiran stood there with a smile and asked him seriously: "Do you take it off yourself, or will I take it off for you?"

Lei Qianjun wanted to say that I was blind.

He's blind, isn't he? I think this little girl is a white rabbit, easy to be shy and timid, and shrinks her neck when she is frightened.

Is this the same person as the girl he saved three years ago?

Just thinking about it, Song Yiran had already started it, and she was very serious (excited) to lift Lei Qianjun's shirt and pull down the waist of his trousers.

Lei Qianjun: ......

"Luckily, there was no blood. Song Yiran solemnly pointed to the white gauze and said: "If the knife edge is cracked, it will be a terrible thing." After saying that, I got straight to it, carefully tore the tape, and by the way (the main purpose) touched her abdominal muscles.

It feels so good.

Lei Qianjun pressed her hand all of a sudden, and asked her with his eyes: Are you sure you just look at the knife edge?

Or what do you think?

The thoughts of the heart must not be spoken.

Song Yiran blinked, "What's wrong?"

She also asked herself seriously what was wrong!

"Are you shy?" Song Yiran withdrew his hand, "Avoiding medical treatment?"

"No, I'm fine. Lei Qianjun said: "I just want to ask you a question!"

"Ask!" Song Yiran simply took a stool and sat opposite him.

Lei Qianjun thought for a while, "Three years ago, it was in Hujia Town, I saved you that time, am I being nosy?"

Song Yiran suddenly laughed, this product actually asked the same question as Zhou Huihui.

"That's what you said, I didn't say it. ”