Although only the two of them depend on each other, she feels that she is the happiest person in the world!

Now, it's like a world away!

"Brother Qian, why are you stunned! For the sake of my heart's cooking, why don't you come and sit down and drink it up! ”

Song Qianqian retracted her thoughts and nodded with a smile.

It wasn't until Song Qianqian drank up the brown sugar water that Zhang Yifan took the "Secret Book of Grass Raising" and left with triumphant steps.

……

The sky was slightly bright, and the birds were flying freely outside the window.

And Song Qianqian on the bed slept very unsteadily!

Her brow furrowed, her hands clenched into fists, her body curled up.

In the dream, when Song Qianqian was at work at night, she was blocked in the bathroom by Xiao Zhanting.

He propped up the door with one hand, his thin lips pursed, and pressed her against the door with a solemn expression.

The deep eyes, staring at her, gave her the illusion of being pulled into the cold pool.

She was so frightened that she reflexively wanted to push him away, but he pressed her tighter.

Her heart felt as if someone had pinched her, and she couldn't breathe, breathless, and weak.

"Song Qianqian, I have a crush on you, you can't run away!" He kept closing in on her face, stopping at her ear.

"You're crazy! I said I don't like men! She trembled with fear, and her legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Nope! You're going to love me! ”

When the words fell, he hooked his lips playfully and bit her earlobe, with great force, as if he wanted to swallow her alive!

In desperation, she rummaged through the silver needles in her pocket.

However, before she could pinch the silver needle, he grabbed her wrist and lifted it to the top of her head.

"Xiao Zhanting! You let go of me! Her eyes were red and she growled, and she writhed uneasily.

"Don't let it go!" The corners of his mouth were raised in smugness, like that of a sinister and cunning hunter.

She watched him approach again, feeling his strong and domineering power, as well as the crisp fragrance of his body.

He was so close to her that he almost touched his lips, his breath intertwined, and his burning breath poured down her face.

"Xiao Zhanting, don't forget! I'm a man! You are the future ruler of the Xiao family, if you treat me like this, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed! She trembled with fear.

His long fingers slid down to her neck, and the corners of his mouth sneered wickedly, "Oh? Are you really a man? ”

The words fell, Xiao Zhanting's big hand slid down little by little!

"Xiao Zhanting, you bastard!" Her heart went to her throat and she almost passed out.

In the next second, Song Qianqian opened her eyes suddenly!

Find yourself in a familiar cot!

And the moment of horror just now was just a dream!

Song Qianqian wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, turned over and got out of bed, quickly went to the bathroom, and washed her face with cold water.

A minute later, she looked up at herself in the mirror.

The girl's cheeks were red, her eyes were cool, but between her eyebrows, there was a hint of a little woman's shame!

"Xiao Zhanting! You're going to bully me in your dreams! Are you my nemesis! Song Qianqian clenched her fists angrily, panting.

It took a while for her heartbeat to return to normal!

After washing, I made a simple bowl of noodles, and after eating, I stepped on the bus to the hospital!

……

When she arrived at the hospital, she consulted Dr. Zhang's grandmother as usual, and when she learned that there was no deterioration, she walked briskly to the door of the ward.

However, before she could push open the door, she heard a man's voice from inside.