On the third day of Shen Shen's admission to the hospital, a special patient was also sent to the hospital.

Song Beilang ignored Zhuzhi's prevention and returned to China.

When the old lady learned the news, she told the delicate as soon as possible.

Delicate leaned back against the hospital bed, and there was a chill in the ward.

was so pale that his little face was bloodless, and Liang Jincheng was very distressed when he saw it.

"Exquisite." There was an affectionate call from the door.

Let the two people in the room look sideways.

Song Beilang's arrival, although they had already received the news of the old lady in advance, Liang Jincheng and Song Jingjing were still taken aback, the man in the wheelchair was wrapped in a towel, and his usually handsome face looked a lot thinner after a few weeks of separation.

The thin cheekbones are faintly sunken, but the appearance is still online, and there is more sexiness.

Song Beilang smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and there was no one around him to take care of him, so he pushed the wheelchair in alone.

"Third brother, don't come in." Suddenly, Song Jingjing, who was behind Liang Jincheng, spoke.

This is the first time in these days that Song Jingjing has taken the initiative to speak.

Song Beilang was stunned, the hand holding the wheel paused, Jun's eyebrows twisted, and asked softly: "Exquisite, what's wrong?" ”

There is also Liang Jincheng between Song Beilang and Song Jingjing.

And the position where Liang Jincheng was standing just separated the sight of the two.

Song Jingjing didn't know when he fell out of the window again, and Song Beilang's gaze was always trying to find Song Jinglian's location from Liang Jincheng's side.

Liang Jincheng stood in the middle and felt embarrassed, and was about to move away, but Song Jingjing stopped her, "Sister Xiaocheng, help me call my grandmother and let her take my second brother home." ”

Song Beilang was stunned in place, his brows tightly locked.

What did Jing Jing, Liang Jincheng did so, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called the old lady, who answered the phone was Aunt Wu, briefly explained the situation, and asked Aunt Wu to tell the old lady to tell her that the old man was at ease.

After doing this series of actions, Song Beilang took a deep look at Liang Jincheng.

Liang Jincheng pursed his lips, but finally moved his steps and made room for that person, although Song Beilang had already begged her to help her before Song Beilang came.

She agreed at the time, but now she is still "mutinied".

"Thank you, second sister-in-law." While Song Beilang said a word to her, Liang Jincheng could feel Song Jingjing looking at him angrily behind him.

Liang Jincheng walked out of the ward, did not close the door, stood at the door, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

She thought that if she couldn't get better, maybe she could go in and persuade her.

However, how can she persuade her?

I can't think of it yet.

After Liang Jincheng left, only Song Jingjing and Song Beilang were left in the huge ward.

The chill of a room.

Song Jingjing complained a lot about Liang Jincheng in her heart, and at this moment, Song Jingjing could only face it by herself.

"Exquisite, is your body okay?"

Song Beilang opened his mouth first.

Song Jingjing's face was indifferent, "It was originally good, but after seeing the third brother, I felt bad again." ”

The surrounding environment was already cold, because Song Jingjing's words were more like falling into an ice cellar.

Song Beilang took a deep breath, still with a light smile on his face, "Then my delicacy is just the opposite, my body originally felt bad, but after seeing the delicacy, I felt much better." ”

Although Song Jing was indifferent, Song Beilang still maintained his usual gentleness.

"Oh, really?" Song Jing said lightly, "But I think I will only get better when I see Brother Shen Shen." ”

Shen Shen two words, Song Beilang must have heard it.

And the main reason why he didn't listen to dissuasion and came back from abroad was because he heard the name Shen Shen.

He knew about the marriage between Song Jing and Shen Shen.

So, he came back and came back to ask for clarification.

"Exquisite, you're not a kid who can lie."

Song Beilang remained patient.

Song Jingjing chuckled, "I'm an adult, and I'm no longer naïve and innocent, maybe I used to be young and frivolous and liked people I shouldn't like, but now I've corrected it." ”

The person who can hurt is definitely the one who loves himself the most.

That's true.

If Song Jing was saying such things to a stranger, the stranger would only laugh and laugh, but Song Beilang was not a stranger

"Well, do you want to tell me about the marriage between you and Shen Shen?"

Song Beilang's face suddenly turned cold.

"Don't you even need me to say it." Song Jing didn't look at Song Beilang, and her eyes fell on the window without focus.

"I want to hear you tell me personally." Song Beilang resolutely lowered the bar slightly, and looked at Song Jing with cold eyes.

Song Jing sneered, "Since you want to know, then let me tell you, I have slept with Brother Shen Shen, and I am already his person." ”

With a "snap", five finger prints fell on Song Jing's face.

Song Jing's eyes widened, although he expected that he would be despised by Song Beilang, but he never thought that Song Beilang would do something to him.

She retracted her surprised gaze, pursed her lips, and continued to ridicule: "At first, I didn't understand, I didn't understand why men and women can't lie on the same bed, but Brother Shen Shen taught me, it turns out that men have a third leg." ”

Song Beilang's face has become extremely ugly, black as an abyss, and his eyes are bottomless.

Song Jing's vicious words between his lips and teeth continued, "A person like the third brother who doesn't have two legs, let alone three legs, I'm afraid he will never feel that kind of pleasure." ”

Song Beilang gritted his teeth, and the gentle and elegant man glared at Song Jing with his eyebrows at the moment.

"Do you know how I got sick, it was Brother Shen Shen who took me to the hot springs together, because I didn't have any clothes next to the open-air hot spring pool, so I froze."

It seems that words have been brewing for a long, long time, so she speaks very fluently.

The sneering and ridiculing expressions were very vivid.

But on the contrary, the stiff rings of her hands were clasped together, and her slender nails were white, which showed how hard her hands grabbed each other.

Liang Jincheng was at the door, listening to the movement inside, and also looking at Song's delicate and clumsy acting skills.

She knew that as long as Song Beilang saw Song Jing, everything planned by Jing Jing would be broken.

Because the delicacy is really too simple.

I don't even dare to look directly at people when I'm lying.

Those hurtful words, even if Liang Jincheng heard it, he wouldn't believe it, let alone Song Beilang.

Compared with Song Beilang, the delicacy is still too tender.

"Hahaha, haha" Song Beilang laughed, laughing very loudly, not only in the ward, but also in the corridor outside the ward, surrounded by his laughter.

"You, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at your play for being too fake." The pronunciation of the last two words of Song Beilang is very heavy.

"You"

"Has anyone ever told you that you really can't lie, and it's better to pick these dirty and disgusting words to listen to me, than if you keep your mouth shut and don't say anything."

Song Beilang was most afraid that Song Jingjing would not even say anything to himself.

Song Jingjing closed her lips tightly.

Don't dare to speak anymore.

Her dedication to preparation was nothing more than a joke in Song Beilang's eyes.

Sure enough, the more you talk, the more you will be exposed.

Suddenly, Song Beilang stood up from the wheelchair, and the towel wrapped around his lap was dropped to the ground, revealing his legs, which were not strong but quite slender.

It was a man who had been paralyzed in a wheelchair for a long time, and the moment he stood up, he looked so tall.

Under the shroud of a shadow, Song Jing looked at him indifferently, and the hurtful words he had prepared were stuck in his throat and couldn't spit them out.

She seemed to be asking him now if he would be able to stand up in the future.

But she didn't dare ask.

The secret buried in my heart will never be told to Song Beilang.

Song Beilang bent down, pinched her chin with one hand, leaned close to Song Jing, put his thin lips to her ear, and said slowly: "Even if you don't have those two legs, it won't hinder the use of my third leg, if you want, I can naturally serve you to your heart's content." If you want to play more tricks, when my legs can fall to the ground and walk around, I can play with you as much as you want. ”

Song Jing's plain little face immediately turned red, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry.

Liang Jincheng didn't look into the ward anymore after seeing Song Beilang pressing Song Jing on the bed.

But I could still hear it.

There was the sound of a cup and teapot falling, and the sound of a hospital bed creaking and swaying.

Liang Jincheng didn't know what Song Beilang did to Song Jinglian, but Liang Jincheng believed that Song Beilang would not hurt Song Jingjing.

After Song Beilang left, Liang Jincheng entered the ward.

In the ward, there was a mess.

Song's delicate clothes were also torn, revealing a large area of snow white on her chest, and there were some traces of "little strawberries" left on her neck.

The time is short, and it is impossible for Song Beilang to make any excessive moves towards Song Jing.

Song Jingjing looked at the patterns on the ceiling with red eyes, and said viciously after Liang Jincheng came in: "Sister Xiaocheng, you said okay to help me, is this how you help?" ”

Liang Jincheng knew that Song Jingjing was complaining about her.

"I think you need to talk about it."

Song Jing slammed the pillow on the bed and threw it at Liang Jincheng.

The pillow smashed on Liang Jincheng's head without any deviation, and asked in a voice: "Did you tell the third brother about me and Shen Shen?" ”

The pillow was thrown on her head with the wind, so the hair on her head became a mess.

Liang Jincheng stretched out his index finger, hooked the hair on his forehead to the root behind his ear, and confessed: "Well, I told him." ”

The tears in Song Jingjing's eyes kept falling outward, like pearls with broken threads, smashing on the bed one by one, "Why? Why are you doing this? Don't you know how hard I tried to hide it from him! ”

Last night, Liang Jincheng asked for Song Beilang's mobile phone number through the old lady, and personally called Song Beilang to tell Song Beilang's recent situation, and when she hung up the phone at the end, she still told Song Beilang about the matter between Jingjing and Shen Shen.

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