Everything was prepared in the car, including a medicine box.

Chu Ying's knee injury was the most serious, the stone and dirt fell into the flesh, her leg was on Song Yong's knee, he bent down to help her clean up, the technique was very light, and he didn't dare to be heavy.

As soon as she was heavy, she was so painful that she wanted to cry.

Song Yong had never done such a thing, this was the first time, many of his firsts were dedicated to Chu Ying, but she was picky, "Why don't I come by myself?" ”

Just about to pull back the legs.

Song Yong pinched her ankle, "Don't move." ”

"What if the blood is all on your pants and it gets dirty?"

"You're all hurt, and you still care about your pants?" Song Yong scolded on his lips, and did not forget to continue to help Chu Ying treat his wounds, "How can you be so stupid that you can fall while walking?" ”

“…… Isn't it normal to trip over the road there when it's so dark? ”

Chu Ying complained with a crying voice, "If only you go to pick me up, you don't know how scary that driver is, he saw that I didn't know the way, so he took a detour...... I said I was going to call the police, and he left me there. ”

While retelling the story, tears fell down.

Few men can bear this scene.

Song Yong's driver glanced at them, and couldn't help but sigh at this woman's superb acting skills, where is Song Yong's opponent for a simple-minded man.

"Remember to call me next time."

"And next time?" Chu Ying moved her legs, "Then I might as well go back to the village, it's better than being bullied by you here." ”

Song Yong wanted to refute it, but when he saw her tears, he couldn't bear it anymore, "There's no next time, I won't leave you behind." ”

Chu Ying wiped her tears, "It's pretty much the same." ”

When you arrive at the hotel, close the door.

Chu Ying was helped to sit down.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Yong stood in front of her and subconsciously knelt down to check the injury on her knee.

"Much better."

Since she knew about the 200,000 yuan, and then deceived Song Yong, Chu Ying felt guilty, she hugged his waist and leaned on his arms, "Aren't you angry with me?" ”

"I'm not angry."

Chu Ying touched the button on his neckline, his fingertips slid up a little, brushed his Adam's apple, and scratched his chin, "Those people in the past are all in the past, and this is worth your jealousy." ”

"I'm not jealous, you lied to me."

She is a married person, Song Yong accepted this one, how could he care who she was with in the past, what he minded was her deception.

"Then didn't I lie to you for your pleasure?"

Song Yong took Chu Ying's hand away, "Fallacy and heresy." ”

Chu Ying hugged him with her other hand, kissed his lips, and plundered his breath, "Why are you heretical, do you want me to tell you that it's not the first time I've been to that restaurant, and I've eaten there with other men, will you be happy to say this?" ”

"No, it won't."

"That's it." Chu Ying buried his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck, and the urn sounded angry, "I didn't even have a good meal, and I was about to starve to death." ”

Song Yong went to get the landline phone, "I'll order the food to be delivered." ”

"Don't."

Chu Ying pulled his hand back and put it on the base of his leg, "I want to eat something else, do you want to give it?" ”

This woman doesn't forget to flirt at this time.

Song Ying's eyes focused on her face with strong desire, lowered her head and held her lips, biting and grinding, kissing very indulgently, Chu Ying's knees were still painful, hugging him, humming and chirping, "Don't touch the wound, it hurts." ”

Song Yong kissed her on the cheek, "Lift yourself up." ”

*

Messed around in the hotel for a few days.

At dusk, Song Yong disappeared without knowing where he went.

Before leaving, he specially asked someone to bring food to the room.

The door was opened.

Chu Ying was loosely wearing a bathrobe, one shoulder slipped down, there was nothing good on her skin, she nestled in the single sofa, her feet were on the edge, her red nails and the black leather sofa were indescribably beautiful and glamorous.

Like a lazy beauty in a Western painting, each stroke is sketched very casually, but the final synthesis effect is surprisingly gorgeous.

She was visible to everyone who came in and out of the room for the past two days.

She always sat in the same position, her eyebrows stained with the exhaustion and pleasure of the aftermath.

Put the Chinese food down.

The hotel waiter pushed the cart away, and did not forget to bow before closing the door: "Lunch is ready, you can use it slowly." ”

Chu Ying didn't even take a match, and swayed the injured calf, very casually.

Shut the door.

The waiter began to talk nonsense, "That woman is so rude, I went to deliver food to her, but I never heard a word of thanks, how did the guests of 601 take a fancy to her?" ”

"It's beautiful."

This is a point that must be admitted, "That face, a typical vixen face, men like that, get out of bed beautifully, go to bed and swing." ”

"It's just a vulgar fan's beauty, nothing special, it's a slut at first glance." The woman who spoke looked disdainful, "I heard the foreman say that the guests of 601 have never brought a woman here, this is the first one, and his vision is too bad." ”

"Don't talk about the guests, and the people are really beautiful."

Stepping on high heels, Song Boyu passed by, heard the word 6013, suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted: "Hey, you two stop." ”

The two waiters froze, not daring to move.

Song Boyu walked slowly in front of them, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I won't eat people." ”

“……”

"You two just said, six zero one."

It was Song Yong's private room, and Song Boyu remembered it very clearly.

The waiters looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.

"I ask you, isn't it?" Song Boyu interrogated: "You said that there are women in room 601, is it really fake?" ”

“…… No. ”

"Nothing, heard me right or no woman?"

They didn't dare to say it again, after all, it involved guest privacy.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Song Boyu personally knocked on the door, Song Yong was in Lingbei Village, Zhao Zhu could testify to this, but how could there be a woman in his private room.

Even if it's a 1 in 10,000 chance, it has to be verified.

The doorbell rings.

Chu Ying was talking to Song Yong on the phone, she paused, and her mobile phone was close to her ear, "Song Yong...... It looks like someone is ringing the doorbell. ”

"It's someone from the hotel."

Song Yong stood in the luxury store, his eyes swept over the expensive hairpins under the display case, these were thousands of times more expensive than the one given by Chu's father, and he bought it to pay Chu Ying.

Chu Ying walked to the door and asked, "Who?" ”

The tone of the voice was obviously not a waiter, but he had to pretend to be a waiter, "Changing the sheets." ”

“…… No, you don't. ”

"Garbage should be thrown away."

Before he could choose to buy the one, Song Boyu's voice passed through the door, and along the microphone, to Song Yong's ear, he was puzzled: "Whose voice?" ”

Chu Ying: "She said she was a waitress, do you want to open the door?" ”

As he was talking, Song Boyu outside the door urged: "Miss, please open the door." ”

Now Song Yong can be sure that it is Song Boyu, and his tone immediately became serious, "Don't open the door, wait for me to pass." ”