For a moment, I was so nervous that I didn't even dare to breathe loudly, and I held my breath hard.

Song Cheng's face was very ugly, and the hand on the coffee table slowly clenched into a fist.

I thought to myself if he was going to do it to me again, and I still had injuries on my body.

Maybe I was holding my breath too much, but when I pulled the wound, I felt my temples suddenly jump, and my whole body hurt like a spasm.

I clutched one hand on my stomach and my eyebrows were twisted.

"What's going on?" Song Cheng was startled and hurriedly walked over the coffee table to me.

I took two strong breaths, shook my head, and said, "It's okay, it's just a little painful."

He looked a little bad, carried me into the bedroom, put me on it, and raised his hand to lift my clothes: "I'll take a look."

I didn't stop him this time because the wound on my stomach was really painful.

Song Cheng lifted my shirt and uncovered the gauze again, and couldn't help but gasp.

I rested my head on the pillow, my gaze shifted slightly, and when I saw the blood on my stomach, tears fell out of my eyes, and my back molars felt like they had been hit by something.

My fingers were pinched, and my scalp was numb.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a wound, don't be afraid." Song Cheng said don't be afraid, but he was actually more nervous than me, and I found that he was also a bunch of hot sweat on his head.

He hurried out, and after a while came in with a basin of water.

He placed the basin on the ground, soaked the towel in the water, wrung it out, and carefully covered the wound.

When the warm water touched my belly, there was a numb pain, and I couldn't help but "hiss" and gritted my teeth.

Song Cheng carefully wiped the blood on my stomach, looked at the stitched wound, and told me that it was no big deal, so I don't want to think about it. He took clean gauze to wrap the wound for me and pulled off my clothes.

When I couldn't see the blood, I slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and my fingers were numb.

He took the basin out, and after a while, he walked in with two small medicine bottles in his hands.

"Come, take the medicine first." Song Cheng half-helped me to sit up, "One is analgesic, and the other is anti-inflammatory." ”

I honestly took the medicine, but now I really didn't dare to move, and continued to lie on my back, thinking of myself as a corpse.

In fact, after the effect of the anesthetic passed, the body has been sour, which is particularly uncomfortable.

I lay on it, fell asleep after a while, and by the time I opened my eyes again, it was already a little dark.

The bedroom was quiet, only the sound of my breathing could be heard, and I turned my head, but I didn't dare to get up.

I ate a little casually for dinner, maybe because I was hungry, I actually thought that Song Cheng's food was not bad, and I ate a big bowl.

I couldn't help but feel a little weak in my heart, no wonder he was so angry when I perfunctory him at noon, probably because he wanted to show off his cooking skills in front of me.

"You're pretty good at your craft." I took the last sip of the soup and complimented it very sincerely.

Song Cheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at me, with a smile on his face, and asked, "How does it compare to the noon one?"

I squinted my eyes and smiled, "It's just as delicious."

As a result, his face darkened again, he snorted dissatisfiedly, gritted his teeth, and said, "You ordered your food from the restaurant."

I was momentarily embarrassed, and the taste of lying being exposed to my face was really sour.

The area of this house in Songcheng is very small, with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, compared with the Song family villa, it is not as big as a living room in the villa area.

After taking a shower in the evening, he stayed in his bedroom and refused to leave. Fortunately, it's a double of 1.8 meters, and it doesn't matter if you sleep two or three people.

It's just that the thought of being with him now makes me feel awkward.

It's just that this is his home, and I don't have a position to blast him away.

Song Cheng didn't feel embarrassed at all, and after wiping his body clean, he went directly to it, lifted the quilt and covered his body.

I lay beside him, uncomfortable.

Song Cheng didn't sleep either, lying on his side beside me, his eyes fixed on my face.

I was lying flat with my eyes staring straight at the ceiling, but out of the corner of my eye, I would catch a glimpse of him, and I could see his every expression clearly.

The atmosphere became more and more awkward, and I didn't even dare to gasp for breath.

Later, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to ask him: "Song Shao, when can I return to Shuiyunsong?"

"You're in a hurry to get back?" He asked, frowning.

"No, I'm just afraid of delaying your work." I thought about it for a moment, and tried to be as tactful as possible, "Otherwise, you can send me home, it's not good to cause you trouble here." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt that Song Cheng's wheezing voice was a little wrong.

I tilted my head slightly and found that even his eyes became sharp, so scared that I didn't dare to squeak again.

For several minutes, Song Cheng didn't speak.

Seeing that he disagreed, I simply closed my eyes and prepared to rest early.

After a while, his eyelids suddenly sank, and he put his finger on my eyelids and stroked them gently.

This action not only carries a certain amount of aggression, but also makes people feel numb.

"Song Shao" I called softly, raising my hand to push his fingers away, but he grabbed my fingers into his palm with his backhand and slowly rubbed them.

My heart trembled, and I felt a tingling sensation in my body.

Hurriedly pulled his palm back, and even his fingertips couldn't help but tremble.

Song Cheng leaned closer to me, his mouth almost touching my earlobe.

I tried to move to the side, but my body seemed to stiffen for a moment, and I couldn't move.

The heat of his breath hit my cheeks, and I couldn't help but shrink my neck, but I didn't expect my earlobes to just scratch his lips, and suddenly there was a burst of electricity, and my whole body suddenly froze, and I didn't dare to move.

Song Cheng's body was also stiff, but he reacted quickly, leaned over directly, and kissed me heavily on the earlobe.

I blinked hard, and it felt like my heart was beating fast as if it was about to pop out of my chest.

"Right," he said, leaning into my ear, "I bought this little room myself, do you like it?" ”

I nodded blankly.

Although this small apartment is not large, it is very warmly furnished, and it looks like a lot of thought.

He asked again, "Would you like to give it to you?"

The smile on my face was gone, and my heart suddenly became vigilant.

To no avail, he suddenly wanted to give me a small apartment, there must be some purpose.

I grinned dryly, trying to make my words seem less rigid, and joked, "Song Shao, are you planning to hide Jiao in the golden house?"

Song Cheng sneered and teased: "Jinwu does have it, but you are embarrassed to say that you are the 'Jiao'?"

I said, "Of course I'm sorry, so don't say anything about whether you want to send it or not, it sounds a little scary."

Song Cheng was probably choked by me and was speechless for an instant.

After a while, he spoke: "Isn't it good for you to live here quietly and not care about Shui Yunsong's affairs?"

"Not good." I didn't even think about it, so I just denied it.

What did he mean by that different from what he wanted me?

"Shen Youyi." It is estimated that I have refuted it again and again, and Song Cheng's voice has some anger.

He lifted the quilt, sat cross-legged directly, scratched his hair irritably, and said impatiently, "What else do you want?"

I couldn't help but be puzzled, and said helplessly: "Song Shao, I don't want to do anything, I just want to work hard and make money in Shui Yun Song"

"You stay here, and I can give you money every month!" He yelled at me directly, "No one is bothering you, no one is giving you a look, you can do whatever you want, isn't that okay?" ”

"And then?" My face suddenly turned cold, and I lay flat and looked at his face with thin anger, "When you feel annoyed one day, kick me away again, or let me go back to Shui Yunsong, go to work, make money, and be bullied"

"No, it won't." Song Cheng retorted anxiously, "There won't be that day." ”

"Are you sure?" I couldn't help but sneer.

When he was good to me before, I thought to myself that this person should really like me, don't care about my background, and don't care about my identity.

But Shen Youyou went back to China and instantly shattered my ridiculous dream.

I gritted my teeth, and although I was reluctant, I still asked, "If Shen Youyou were standing in front of you now, would you still be able to say what you just said?"

He is now hot in the brain, only because his sweetheart is far away.

Song Cheng's expression froze, and he opened his mouth suddenly, but he couldn't answer.

I closed my eyes hard, and even though I guessed that this would be the end, I still felt terrible.

"You see, even you know that what you just said was nothing more than a lie." I sighed helplessly and continued, "I won't leave Shui Yunsong, it's hard to gain a foothold, and I want to keep doing it." ”

That's where I've been fighting for months, and I've finally been recognized by others, and I've found an opportunity to climb up, and now if I give up, I can't do it.

I caught a glimpse of his dilemma in his eyes, and said: "But I don't reject you now, if you need it, I don't object, I can still do it"

"Shen Youyi!" Song Cheng shouted, slammed his fist on the board, and looked at me angrily, "You have to say that you are so low?" ”

"Song Shao," I smiled bitterly, "I'm not a noble person in the first place, and there's no need to hide it." ”

He stared straight into my eyes and wanted to draw a huge pie in front of me: "If you would agree to be my girlfriend, you would not have to live like this at all."

I couldn't help sneering in my heart, and said coolly: "If you can accept that your girlfriend mixes with men all day long, occasionally drinks with others, and even has to be rubbed with oil to play small actions, then I promise you."

Song Cheng almost gasped, looked at me in disbelief, and spit out two cold words from the corners of his mouth: "Dreaming."

I shrugged helplessly, and look, that's the way it is.

You desperately want me to compromise and be a person who can reach out and open your mouth, and I try my best to make you accept all of me.

As a result, both of us failed.

No one can persuade anyone.

I pressed back all the pain that was about to gush out in my heart, and grinned: "So, you are your young master Kuo, and I am my mother Sang, isn't it good?"

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