"Stop chasing!"

Song Xijun stopped Wei Dong's actions as soon as possible!

"After all, this is outside, we are in the light and the other is in the dark. As the saying goes, we should be conservative, focus on safety, and be careful. ”

Wei Dong hated.

"It's also rampant. The last time they were witnessed by so many police officers, they actually dared to come out, or in such a busy city, they were too fearless!"

"It's okay, send all the information to the police! I'm going to let them steal chickens and rice! Let's go back!" Song Xijun restrained the complicated emotions in his eyes and said lightly. At the same time, he glanced at Song Aimin, who was standing on the side. His gaze moved down in turn, staring at his wound, but he didn't say anything after all!

Song Aimin watched as his gaze shifted back and forth. The mood went from nervous to anticipated, and finally to slightly disappointed. Although such a thing happened, he was a little afraid, and regretted bringing Wen Qingshui out even more. But he thought he would blame him for at least two sentences. Unexpectedly, he didn't get a word after all.

Song Aimin couldn't help but laugh at himself, didn't he already know this result? What did he care about?

Thinking of this, he also regained his composure.

Thankfully, she wasn't hurt! And his own arm, though bloody, was strangely what was the matter that he didn't feel pain? He glanced down at the arm he was clutching. If it had been before, I guess he would have screamed hysterically!

He was still thinking that Song Xijun had already put his arm around Wen Qingshui's shoulders and walked towards the parking lot. He was pushed before he glanced left and right. Wei Dong and the others were still waiting for him, obviously to protect him, so he didn't bother with anything anymore, followed the footsteps of the two of them, and walked out between the bodyguards.

Several people walked through the surging flow of people. There are still a lot of people crowded, and the fierce fight just now is as if it didn't happen to these people.

It's just that Song Xijun's appearance of hugging Wen Qingshui tightly is too eye-catching, and everyone quickly remembered their identity. Then it triggered a new round of envy and discussion. Including Wen Qingshui's hand lightly brushing her stomach, it attracted a lot of little girls who couldn't wait for their boyfriends to propose to her immediately, and then the two of them also gave birth to a little life.

Suddenly, someone thought of a news that had just appeared about "Wen Qingshui cheating on a young white face". After careful comparison, isn't that little white face the man behind the president and his wife? It's just that the man's face is calm, and he walks in the team without the slightest sense of disobedience. It doesn't look like a third party at all, a little white face, it's clearly a relative and friend of two people!

As a result, many people have the feeling of "I'll just say it!" in their hearts!

It is often said that there is no such thing as groundlessness. Now, it is. It's just that this is clearly not groundless, but misinterpreted by some uninformed people.

But that person can indeed be called a little white face, and his face is indeed very white. If you don't get the expected explosive news, you don't see the excitement, and there are people who have good things in their hearts. Especially seeing that in today's season and weather, he is still wearing a suit on his body. People who are good things think of him even worse!

"Is this kid deliberately pretending to be cool?"

A few people didn't actually want to show off the market, and they didn't expect that just going through it like this would attract a lot of speculation. They really have to go through this night market to get to the parking lot.

For safety, Song Xijun always put his arm around her shoulders, his eyes were very careful, and he looked like he was afraid that she would be squeezed. Not to mention anything else, let's just say that President Song's domineering appearance of protecting his wife has won the hearts of the people. plus Wen Qingshui's well-behaved. The two men seemed like a match made in heaven.

As for the third party, the little white face, it is simply a matter of no shadow. Now that negative news has just come out, it has been completely crushed by this wave of dog food!

Therefore, it is said that Saion is not a blessing, and there are also benefits of swaggering through the market!

Finally arrived at the parking lot. Song Xijun didn't stop at all, and directly took Wen Qingshui to his car.

Song Aimin was at a loss for a second. Wei Dong had already walked up and sat in his cab. He didn't have any pretensions, gave himself a wry smile, and sat in the co-pilot. As soon as Wei Dong's car started, Liu Mei sat in the back seat again.

By the time his car caught up with Song Xijun, Liu Mei had already bandaged his arm to stop the bleeding.

Looking at the white tourniquet on his arm, Song Aimin felt strange in his heart!

In the past, he was a poor worm that no one cared about, and he seemed to have extra everywhere, except to consume. But he knows too well what true love is. But he never experienced it. But now, after Wen Qingshui took care of her, it seemed that the people around her were different from him before! He seemed to be experiencing the feeling of being cared for little by little.

By the time Song Xijun arrived at the hospital with the convoy, Chen Feng had already waited at the entrance of the hospital with the team, and there was a medical mobile bed next to him.

Now they don't have to go to the public hospital anymore! Song's Hospital has already opened before Song Xijun returns. Nowadays, I am doing the work of giving free medical examinations to the elderly every day. This is the outpatient clinic after work, otherwise the prosperity of Song's Hospital during the day is no worse than the night market.

"Mr. Song, I brought the best obstetrician and gynecologist in our hospital. Chen Feng said.

"Oh, yes, you're the best!" Wen Qingshui interjected.

Song Aimin, who had just gotten out of the car, heard this sentence and felt like he had been burned with a soldering iron in his heart. Hurry up and look up at the sky.

Then for no reason, Wen Qingshui exclaimed.

Song Aimin was so frightened that he realized that it was Wen Qingshui who was picked up by Song Xijun without warning and put on the activity car.

"What are you doing, I'm fine?" Wen Qingshui said dissatisfiedly.

"Are you all right, are you pregnant, can you fight with your hands and feet?"

Wen Qingshui knew that Song Xijun was angry when he heard it, so he quickly silenced his voice and lay down obediently.

By the time Wen Qingshui was tossed around by various examinations, and finally the obstetrician and gynecologist finally confirmed that she was fine, it had already been another two hours. Song Aimin had already bandaged and waited aside.

Hearing that Wen Qingshui was fine, Song Xijun's fierce momentum obviously disappeared. Even Song Aimin felt warm in his heart all of a sudden.

"After I go back, I still have to rest more! Especially these days, I can't do strenuous exercise, if I don't feel good, come over immediately. ”

The words of the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department before leaving made Dewen Qingshui wail!

Will this still let her live? This sentence will definitely become Song Xijun's holy decree to put her in bed. It is estimated that she doesn't even have to eat herself these days. She can imagine him seriously saying that "raising your hand to eat is a strenuous exercise".

"Thank you!" Song Xijun responded politely.

And then, that's then, that's what it is, then. She was directly carried into the car by a man. When I got home, I was carried back to the house. After entering the house, it was gently placed in the bathroom. Then he was supported and coaxed to have a hearty mandarin duck, duck, and bath with a certain man. Then he was carried to bed. Even the food sent by Aunt Wang was eaten in bed.

So in the next few days, under the strong pressure of Song Xijun, Wen Qingshui made all kinds of trouble. went to the old man to complain about the black, deliberately did not eat well, and even hid in the old mansion twice. Of course, naturally he couldn't escape Song Xijun's pursuit. In the end, they were all coaxed into obedience under Song Xijun's "coercion and temptation".

"Noisy!" Song Aimin sat on the sofa and looked at Wen Qingshui, who was lying on the sofa without any image.

"Kid, what do you know?" Wen Qingshui said disdainfully, without turning his head, his eyes were always fixed on the bag of sweet potato slices specially baked by Aunt Wang.

"Pampered and arrogant!" Song Aimin muttered, his voice full of disdain.

Wen Qingshui sat up all of a sudden, and he was interested.

Actually, it's not interesting for men and women to be together every day. You are a fairy, and sooner or later you will suffer from visual fatigue. That's why there are so many cheating, marriage changes!"

"If you make such a fuss, you won't get married?

"I'm creating two people's good memories! I went to the old man to make trouble, just because the old man is also our most important person, and I want to add more elements to our memories!"

After saying this, Song Aimin's heart jumped! The most important thing is when he can ——? and then he quickly shook his head.

"Aren't you afraid of making trouble?"

"Why? I'm not making trouble every day, am I? I'm not making trouble unreasonably! Just because the old doctor used to say something to everyone, let me lie in bed every day, isn't it too much? I'm not a porcelain doll, okay?"

"It's not for your own good!"

"Big brother, can you have a degree for my good?" Wen Qingshui still had an aggrieved expression.

"Degree, what degree?" Song Xijun's voice came from outside.

"Bacteria, how did you get back?"

changed her face in a second, and just now she complained that he was a tyrant, but now the tyrant came back, she greeted him with a smile all of a sudden, and she couldn't wait to fall into his arms all at once.

"If I don't come back, you'll be against the sky!"

"Where do I have?"

When Wen Qingshui said this, his face was shy, not at all like a person who was about to be upgraded to a mother, and he was clearly a twenty-eight-year-old girl.

Song Xijun's eyes softened even more when he saw this scene, so he walked to her side, took the sweet potato slices in her hand aside, and scooped her up and hugged her in his arms.

Song Aimin, who was a little stunned because of Wen Qingshui's attitude just now, reacted suddenly, jumped up and fled to the backyard. He's too young to watch a restricted-level show.

"Why did you come back so early today?" Wen Qingshui asked, touching his head. His hair is cut very short, especially near his neck, and it feels good to the touch.

"Miss you!"

"Not serious!"