Glancing at the clothes neatly placed on the low table, it was obvious that she didn't need to shout, the people under the third master's hand had already brought the clothes in advance.

Song turned his head to look at the third master, his gaze swept over him. The black midcoat was loose, with a belt tied around his waist, revealing his bandaged chest and strong abs, and down was his slender half-amputated leg.

Compared with usual, the current third master looks quite sultry.

Song looked away with a hot face, and couldn't help coughing a little embarrassed.

"First, change your clothes first." While speaking, Song Qing had already come to the low table and reached out to take a middle coat, lifting the collar and shaking it.

The next moment, the neatly folded clothes were instantly spread out, soft and silky, and there were no wrinkles to be seen.

After Song Qing put the clothes on her wrist, she reached out and prepared to undress the third master, but before she stretched out her hand, her wrist was clasped by the third master.

Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing coldly, reached out and took his clothes from her wrist, and said in a deep voice.

"I can do it myself."

He was just injured.

Not a cripple!

After getting the clothes, Zhao Cheng saw that she was still standing by the bed, and couldn't help but have a headache and said.

"What? You want to see me change my clothes. ”

Song's face turned red instantly after hearing this.

However, the so-called loser does not lose the battle, thinking of this, Song chuckled and said: "If the third master is willing, it is okay." ”

“……”

After hearing this, the corners of Zhao Cheng's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and his already cold and hard face was dyed with frost.

Song Qing felt that if his eyes could kill, he might have been clicked off by the third master.

Zhao Cheng said in a low voice with a dark face.

"Get out."

Glancing at his pale face, Song Qing was helpless, "Okay, I'll just talk about it, you change your clothes first, and I'll go and ask someone to get a dry towel to wipe your hair." ”

As he spoke, Song Qing had already turned around and left.

Seeing Song Qing walking away, Zhao Cheng reached out and pulled the belt he was tiding.

After taking off his clothes, Zhao Cheng changed into a clean middle coat......

When Song Qing returned to the bed with a towel, he saw that the third master had already changed his clothes and fallen asleep, and he was sleeping with his back to her.

At this time, he was wearing long pants and a middle coat, and he fell asleep with his back to her, and the whole person looked quiet.

Song Qing glanced at his hair tied with a headband, then took a towel and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Reaching out and pulling away from his tightly tied headband, he dropped it on the pillow.

Then reach out and pick up his long hair, pick up a towel and start wiping him carefully? The whole process is gentle.

Feeling Song Qing's movements, Zhao Cheng's body stiffened? Relax again? Then he closed his eyes.

Time passed slowly, and Song Qing's hair was almost wiped off? Reached out and touched it? The water has almost evaporated.

Next, Song Qing spread his hair out and dried it next to the pillow.

Slow breathing in your ears? The third master, he fell asleep.

Standing up, Song Qing reached out and pulled the thin quilt to cover him. It's already a hot day, and it won't be cold at night, just need a blanket? Or a thin quilt will do.

Looking at the quiet man, Song Qing couldn't help but mutter.

"Hopefully I won't have a fever or anything tonight."

Next, Song Qing did not leave, but sat down on the edge of the bed. said that she would guard him tonight, and she naturally would not break her word.

Although the third master is very quiet, he obviously doesn't sleep well? Especially when you turn over, you can kill flies on your eyebrows.

Song Qing stayed by the bedside, and every once in a while he would reach out and touch his forehead to see if he had a fever.

Zhao Cheng's physical fitness is very good, except that his body is slightly hot in the second half of the night? There were no problems that night.

This night? The candle flame in Zhao Cheng's room was cold all night. It wasn't until the candle burned out that the sky finally lit up

When Zhao Cheng woke up? The light in the room was still dim, and it was just starting to cool down.

As far as he could see, his fingers were being held in a small, soft hand. Along that hand? Did he see lying on the edge of her bed? Song Qing, who was already asleep at the moment.

Although he was half-asleep and half-awake, he could clearly feel that Song Qing had not left? And every once in a while, he will reach out to test his body temperature.

And he even acquiesced to her existence.

Zhao Cheng is a very vigilant person, and he will never let people get close to him when he sleeps, even when he is injured.

Reaching out and caressing her cheek, it was quite smooth, a bit like a freshly peeled egg, soft.

His hand paused, and Zhao Cheng withdrew his hand with a hot face. looked at her other finger, which was still held by her, and gently pulled it out.

Perhaps sensing his movements, Song Qing, who was asleep, opened his eyes leisurely.

Habitually stretched out his hand to test the third master's forehead, and after feeling that his body temperature was normal, Song Qing closed his eyes and lay back.

And it's an instant sleep!

“……”

Zhao Cheng raised his hand and touched his forehead gently, where he seemed to be able to feel the temperature coming from her hand.

It seems to be okay too.

Feeling a little thirsty, Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing, then sat up from the bed with his body propped up.

Rumo's long hair slipped down her shoulders and scattered on the futon. After a night, his hair was dry again.

Getting up and getting out of bed, Zhao Cheng came to the table and poured water to drink. After drinking two cups of tea in a row, I felt a little more comfortable in my throat.

Reaching out to put down the teacup, Zhao Cheng turned around and returned to the bedside.

At this time, Song Qing sat on the ground, lying on the side of his bed and sleeping very quietly.

“……”

What a hassle!

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at his feet in disgust.

After frowning slightly, Zhao Cheng bent down and picked up the person and put her on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover her casually.

By this time there was already light in the room.

After raising his eyes to look at the bright light, Zhao Cheng reached out and lowered the bed curtain.

After that, he turned and walked towards the couch that was placed in the window......

This night, Song Qing slept quite comfortably, and when she woke up again, the sun had already risen very high.

Song Qing, who had woken up at this time, was sitting on the edge of the bed, lifting the curtain of the bed and looking at the room he was in.

Sunlight streamed in through the open windows, making it look spacious and bright. If you look at the ground inadvertently, you can see the golden imprint reflected by the sun on the floor.

Song Qing was not blind, so he naturally recognized that this was the third master's room. I stayed by this bed for most of the night last night, but then I was too sleepy, so I leaned on the side of the bed and fell asleep.

Then this sleep, directly slept until now, just now she still got up from the third master's bed.

What about taking care of the third master? Why did you just climb into bed!!

Song Qinggang's first reaction when he got up was, 'Mom, I've climbed into the big guy's bed???????。 ’