Bai Manyun went back from the hotel yesterday and fell asleep, and the alarm clock couldn't wake her up in the morning, until Lin Qiyu called her, and she didn't wake up until Lin Qiyu called her.

"Why are you with Song Ziming? You've only met a few times. ”

I don't know if it's because I slept too much, she felt top-heavy, "Where are there so many whys." ”

Lin Qiyu sighed, "Manyun, I know you are obsessed with the past, but you can't spoil yourself like this!" Song Ziming is really not something you can provoke, my brother is a good person, you ignore it. ”

Manyun turned over and saw the bedside time, it was already 10:00, "Saitama, don't worry, I know what I'm doing, hang up, there's a phone coming in." ”

There was indeed a phone call, and at the same time, Manyun didn't want to continue the topic with her, and she didn't want to mention the past or anything at all.

"Hey, who's that?" It's the weekend, so it's supposed to be no business.

"Hello, I'm looking for my girlfriend." Song Ziming sat in the car, his hand tapping on the steering wheel, and looked at the community where Manyun lived.

She reacted for half a second and said tentatively, "Mr. Song?"

This title made him frown, "How many floors do you live on?" ”

Now there is no doubt that it is him. Two minutes later, the doorbell rang. Before Manyun's clothes were dressed, she hung a pajama on her body, and the doorbell seemed to be urgent, so she had to wrap a coat casually to open the door.

Song Ziming glanced at her, her hair was a little messy, she was wearing a black windbreaker, her legs were half leaking out, and her feet were not restless.

He looked away and crossed over to Manyun, "You really don't have the consciousness of a girlfriend at all, and you don't answer so many phone calls." ”

Bai Manyun couldn't understand why this person was so idle in the morning, why did he come to look for her, "I didn't hear, why did Mr. Song have time to come to me?"

When I turned my head, I saw that he was already sitting on the sofa, two long legs with nowhere to put them. Looking not very happy, Manyun didn't know where to make him unhappy.

"Bai Manyun, you have a mouthful of Mr. Song, don't you feel embarrassed?"

She didn't feel embarrassed at all, didn't she call it that? Looking at her blank expression, Song Ziming sneered, "It's really ............ You come here. ”

Reach over and pull her to sit down.

Manyun felt light in the morning, and when he pulled it like this, he directly fell over, basically seamless.

She didn't wear underwear inside, Song Ziming obviously felt it, the warm fragrant nephrite was in her arms, and no matter how strong her concentration was, she was a little bit of an ape.

"Yesterday I said that you didn't understand the amorous feelings, it seems that I wronged you."

Manyun was already dizzy, but at this moment, he felt that the world was spinning, and he had no intention of joking with him, "Mr. Song, is there something wrong with you coming to me?" ”

She struggled to get up from him and sat down next to him.

She didn't refute, she spoke weakly, her face was red, and she was sweating.

Suddenly there was no thought, Song Ziming touched her forehead with his hand, "You have a fever, let's go to the hospital." ”

"No need, I have medicine at home, I ......" The words behind were blocked back by his sharp eyes, "That's okay, I can ask Saitama to accompany me, don't trouble Mr. Song." ”

"Go change your clothes and put on what you need to wear, I'll be waiting for you here." There are no superfluous words.

What do you mean by what you should wear? Did she wear anything?

The sick person's brain was a little short-circuited, and when she changed her clothes, she knew what Song Ziming meant, and it was really a well-dressed beast!

After getting in the car, Song Ziming called his assistant, "You help me go to that banquet in the evening, I have something to do." ”

Then he came to Bai Manyun, he should have asked her to be his female companion, and he wanted to tell him not to accompany him, but his eyelids couldn't hold it anymore.

When Manyun woke up, Song Ziming was about to take her out of the car and see her open her eyes, "Don't move if you're uncomfortable, let's go to the doctor immediately." ”

His voice was low and soft, as if he were afraid to scare her.

was held by him in such a daze, Manyun stared at his chin stupidly, and his heart softened.

Manyun knew that it was a throbbing that had not been seen for many years.

At this time, she didn't want to scare Song Ziming, she just wanted to settle down in his arms for a while, without distractions.