Song Jiming felt that it was because she was usually too peaceful and gentle with girls that she could make her coquettish to him anytime and anywhere.

Like now.

Obviously, you can sit up and eat by yourself, but you have to pretend to be sick, and you have to feed him.

Song Jiming reprimanded her for being a scoundrel, but she picked up the porridge on the table with a straight mouth.

The mature and steady man gently blew the rice porridge in the cool wooden spoon, and then sent it to the girl's mouth, and said "open your mouth" in a magnetic and soft voice.

Shu Jiao's eyes covet the tenderness of the man at the moment, and he also likes his exceptionally good appearance.

He is an excellent man, and even in a wheelchair, he can't compromise his cultivation both inside and out.

On the contrary, it is therefore easier to make a woman fall in love.

At least, at this moment, in her heart, there is only him.

Shu Yao tilted his head, found a comfortable position, looked at the man with bright eyes, and asked him, "Did you have a lot of suitors before?" ”

Song Jiming nodded honestly.

The girl's face changed suddenly, "Isn't there a lot now?" ”

A sly glint flashed in the man's eyes, and he deliberately replied, "It's okay." ”

Shu Yao's gaze suddenly became cold, and the staring spine sent chills down the spine.

The corners of Song Jiming's mouth raised a smile, glanced at her, and teased: "What, you want to chase me too?" ”

The girl's face was extremely bad, and she just wanted to shout "The ghost is chasing you", but the man said again: "Then you have to line up." ”

Shu Miao was so manly that she almost didn't take a breath, her index finger trembled and pointed at the man with a sincere and simple face, and said through gritted teeth: "Arrogance!" ”

Song Jiming was amused by the girl's appearance.

The smile is bright and pleasant.

He put down the wooden spoon and grabbed the girl's little hand, and even his voice was stained with a smile.

"If you're a little more behaved, I can consider opening the back door for you, how about it?"

Shu Yao broke away from his hand and shouted, "Don't! ”

The puffed girl turned her head away from him, and had to worry about it with him.

Song Jiming's eyebrows were clear and resolute, and he looked at the girl's angry movements, and his heart throbbed inexplicably.

He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the astonishment in his eyes.

The spoon stirred the white porridge in the bowl, and the heat was thick and scattered into the air, obscuring his vision.

There was silence for a while before he coaxed her.

"Can't you hear you?"

Hear it.

The girl snorted coldly and turned her head to look at him, a smile on her little face.

She smiled "hehe", showed her white teeth, and said in a tone of disgust: "I'm also teasing you." ”

A smart girl can always find a way to solve a problem.

Song Jiming smiled helplessly and changed the subject.

"There will be a lot of people coming to the hospital these days, do you want to see them?"

Shu Yao pursed her lips and thought about it.

After the news of her serious injury spread, she felt that Song Jiming definitely didn't want him to see those people.

He was afraid that she would be disguised inappropriately and put on a goof.

So she simply shook her head and said "no"

Song Jiming heard her answer and nodded gently.

No, it's much easier.

The next development of things is in the control of men.

After the second young master Song paid a huge ransom, the kidnappers took the money and disappeared, no matter how the police searched, they found nothing.

Although the kidnapped grandmother Song Ershao was rescued, her life was in danger because she was hit on the head by the kidnappers in retaliation.

Second Young Master Song is already exhausted, so he can only ask people to find doctors with superb medical skills all over the world, and at all costs, he must also treat Shu Yao's illness.

His behavior of loving his wife, in the eyes of the melon-eating masses in high society, is nothing more than a dying struggle.

It didn't work.

After the news spread, some people who had been paying attention to Second Young Master Song went to the hospital to visit the hospital with gifts in order to verify the authenticity of this matter.

The second young master Song, who was depressed and immersed in sadness, refused everyone's visit.

Among them, including Zhou Jingjia and Song Chengjun, who are crying cats and fake mercy, and Shu Dongrong and his wife.

Although those people didn't see the seriously ill stupid girl with their own eyes, they saw the depressed and haggard Song Jiming.

The man who is not in good health, after a few days of suffering, his condition is even worse, and he has no indifferent demeanor in the past, obviously a dead wife.

In addition, they happened to meet the young master of the Yang family who worked in the hospital, and under his fanning of the flames, they were convinced of the information that Shu Yao was seriously ill.

By these people who have been to the hospital in person, no one doubts the truth of the matter.

For a time, the Song family became a hot topic in the upper circle.

Everyone is waiting for the news of Shu Yao's death to be released, so as to suppress the Song family, which has been prosperous in recent decades.

But they didn't expect that the seriously ill Grandma Song Ershao in their mouths was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with gauze on her head at the moment, playing with the man opposite.

"Yes A."

"Right 2."

"Four 7s, two bust cards, do you want it?"

The girl looked at the two color and black and white pictures in her hand and laughed happily.

"Song Jiming, you are dead."

Just look at her look like she knows what the cards in her hand are.

Song Jiming looked at her dotingly, and said indifferently: "Don't come out." ”

"Two kings! I won, hahahaha!! ”

The girl's smug laughter sounded in the ward, and the bodyguard in charge of security outside the door heard it, several people looked at each other, and knocked on the door warningly, and there was no sound in the ward for a moment.

Shu Yao covered his mouth, bent his eyebrows to look at the helpless man in front of him, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my voice is a little loud." ”

When the words fell, Shu Yao stretched out his hand to him, "Give money." ”

Song Jiming hooked the corners of his lips and took two from a pile of red tickets next to him and handed them to her.

Shu Miao happily accepted the money, pushed the messy pile of cards towards him, and said arrogantly: "Shuffle." ”

The man sighed helplessly, threw down the poker in his hand, and gathered all the cards in his big and knobly hand, and sorted them out slowly.

This afternoon, no matter who loses or who wins, he must be the last to shuffle the cards.

Because, Shu Yao doesn't want to tidy up.

The girl admired the man's chic and handsome shuffling action, and made a malicious proposal, "Why don't we disguise ourselves and sneak out?" ”

The man's sharp eyes squinted at the girl who was getting more and more inches, and said coldly: "Do you believe it or not, as soon as we came out of this door, someone outside would immediately know." ”

His serious expression frightened the girl.

Shu Yao nodded with a look of fear, "Then I won't go out." ”

Things have come to this point, and it would be a shame if it failed.

Seeing that the girl was honest, a smile flashed in the man's eyes.

He divided the poker into two stacks and placed them on the couch, then turned over the top card of one of the stacks, made a "please" gesture, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go." ”

I just like his gentlemanly demeanor.

Shu Yao smiled "hehe" and stretched out his hand.

"This time, I'll win."

Hearing the girl's big words, the man laughed and said nothing.

After playing all afternoon, she only won two games and is now drifting.