Well......

It's not a good treatment......

This treatment is a bit scary!

"Open your mouth." Han Qi looked at Song Ci and said, "What are you doing in a daze?" ”

Song Ci pursed his lips and replied weakly: "I think it's better for me to do it myself, after all, I will do it myself, and I will have enough food and clothing." ”

After speaking, Song Ci reached out and prepared to take the porridge bowl in Han Qi's hand.

"Open your mouth." Han Qi didn't seem to want Song Ci to eat by himself, and his tone became a little tough, "I won't say the third time." ”

Song Ci: "......"

Sure enough, there are some things that can't be said casually, and you have to be responsible when you say them!

Helpless, Song Ci had no choice but to open his mouth cooperatively and take a bite.

Han Qi smiled with satisfaction, scooped another spoonful and handed it to Song Ci's mouth.

Although the taste of this shredded chicken porridge is really good, Song Ci was very uncomfortable during the whole process, and he felt like he was being tortured.

She always felt that Han Qi was a little different from before, but she couldn't tell what was different.

It was as if her eyes had changed.

Well...... Was it because she blocked a shot for Strom, so they didn't like her?

Song Ci didn't think about anything else, but felt that it should be Han Qi who started to treat her as his own.

It seems that although she has suffered a little, the effect is indeed relatively obvious.

……

Song Ci recuperated for a week, and during this week, Han Qi would accompany her whenever he had time.

In the first few days, Ivy did not allow her to get out of bed and walk around at will, and in the next few days, although she was allowed to get out of bed and wander, she was still not allowed to go out of the room, saying that it was not suitable for blowing wind, and the wound was easily infected.

For a whole week, Song Ci never went out of the room, feeling that even if he was better, he would be depressed.

On this day, while Han Qi and Ivy were not in the villa, Song Ci sneaked out of the room, went downstairs, and wanted to take a look around the courtyard.

Smelling the fresh air in the yard, I feel a lot more comfortable in my whole body and mind.

After moving a few times, Song Ci didn't dare to wander around the yard for fear of being discovered, but just as she was about to turn back, she felt that there was an extra figure behind her, and something sharp was against her waist.

"Don't move." A slightly immature voice came from behind him.

Song Ci felt that this voice sounded a little familiar.

"Who are you?" The voice behind him then asked?

Song Ci frowned, what's the situation, she just stayed in the room for a week, and someone in the villa didn't know her so soon?

Her presence isn't that weak, is it?

Song Ci glanced back curiously.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, at first glance, Song Ci's whole person is not good.

It's actually W!

W also recognized Song Ci, was a little surprised, stared at Song Ci with a cold face, and said, "It's you!" I remember you! ”

Song Ci pulled the corners of his lips in embarrassment.

It's also a trouble for this kid to have a good memory!

"You...... Can you take the knife away from my back before you talk to me? Song Ci looked at W helplessly and said.

As soon as Song Ci's words came out, instead of letting W take the knife away, he made the knife closer to him.

She could feel the slightest bit of force, and the tip of the knife would cut into her skin.

"Why are you here?" W asked coldly.

Song Ci pouted: "Why am I here?" It's a complicated question, and I want to think about where I want to start with you. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you can't escape today." W-road.

"I don't plan to run away from ......," Song Ci pursed his lips.