Sitting on the edge of the bed, Song lightly turned his head to look at the place where he had slept just now.

That location is where the third master slept last night. So, she really climbed into the third master's bed last night.

After Song Qing frowned, he subconsciously reached out and ravaged his slightly curly hair. So when did you climb into the bed of the third master? This is a serious question!

Also, if you climb into bed and fall asleep. Doesn't that mean that last night, maybe, probably, probably, maybe...... All in all, are you in the same bed with the third master?

Thinking of this, Song Qing's face turned red???????????!

At this time, Song Qing thought about the countless possibilities of climbing out of bed last night, but he would never have thought that he was carried to bed by the third master.

In Song Qing's eyes, the current third master is an injury, and it is a very serious kind, and it is also the kind that needs to be taken care of. So naturally, it was impossible to get up in the middle of the night and carry her to bed.

So, after ruling out this possibility, it could only be climbed up when she was asleep.

“……”

As soon as he thought that he might be lying next to the third master last night, Song Qing felt as if his face was on fire, and even his heartbeat was a little faster than usual.

However, while blushing, Song Qing felt that his conscience had been condemned by 10,000 points.

The children obviously said that they would take care of the third master, but in the middle of the night, I don't know when they fell asleep.

Even if he fell asleep, he forcibly occupied the third master's bed, and he still slept until he woke up naturally.

"The third master is injured, and I don't know if I have touched his wounds."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Song lightly toed the ground.

At this time, the embroidered shoes on her feet were a clear reminder to her that she not only climbed into the bed of the third master last night, but also took off her shoes.

Song lightly raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"There's a saying that's true, you never know what's going to happen in the next second."

Looking at the quiet room, Song Qing stood up and rolled up the curtains on both sides and tied them into the distance.

When you hang the curtains? Song Qing was stunned.

Looking up at the bed curtain he had tied back, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This? Why is the bed curtain down?

Song Qing remembered when he was by the bedside last night? The curtain of the bed was clearly not lowered.

Could it be the third master?

It's just that when did he put the bed curtain down! Is it morning?

Is it quiet in the room at this time? And the third master has obviously gotten up and left? Not in the room yet. So now the room is very quiet, except for yourself? No one else.

That is to say, it may be the curtain that the third master put down for her when he got up.

Is this trying to block out the light for her?

Just, why?

Want to get more sleep on your own?

Thinking of this? Song Qing looked up at the window, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

"I seem to understand you a little."

The third master, although it looks unapproachable, if anyone is sincere to him, he can see it. Merely? He doesn't know how to express it.

While I was thinking, I heard a slight footstep at the door of the room.

Hearing the voice, Song Qing, who was standing next to the bed, turned his head and glanced at the door.

The third master who walked into the room was tall and slender, and his long dark hair was not tied up? But it's quite casually draped over your shoulders? Hang some down on the chest.

At first glance, it looks soft and black.

He's wearing a black midcoat at this time? A belt was casually tied around his waist, revealing his bandaged chest. The cold and handsome face was slightly pale.

But even so? That tall and serious look? It still looks so impersonal.

Especially the third master's deep eyes, as always, are cold? It makes people feel palpitations when they look at it.

Of course, this will certainly not include Song Qing.

Regarding the third master's indifferent and serious and unkind appearance, Song Qing felt that he would just ignore it. Anyway, he wouldn't hurt her, would he?

"Third Master."

Seeing that the third master walked into the room, Song Qing opened his mouth and shouted.

Seeing Song calling himself softly, Zhao Cheng, who walked into the room, stopped silently and raised his eyes to look at her.

At this time, the sun shone warmly through the window on Song Qing's body. In a layer of light and shadow, the aqua blue shirt was very conspicuous, and the white camellia embroidered on the shirt seemed to become lifelike at this moment.

Delicate and graceful.

"Third master, are you feeling better?"

"Where have you been? The injury is so bad, you don't lie in bed, what are you running around? If only you could call me something! Even if you don't call me, you'll have a bunch of men to call on. ”

"Can you take care of your body?"

As he spoke, Song Qing had already come to Zhao Cheng's side and reached out to hug his arm.

"I'll help you to bed."

Zhao Cheng turned his head slightly and looked at Song Qing who was standing on his left hand. This girl looks petite, tall, and looks only a little above his chest.

From his line of sight, he could inadvertently see the bulging place in front of her.

There was an inexplicable hint of heat on his face.

From the beginning to the end, from the moment he walked in the door, Zhao Cheng was quiet and did not speak.

Looking at Song Qing, who was holding his arm, Zhao Cheng was in a complicated mood.

It's not a big deal!

So he really didn't need anyone to caress him, just after listening to her chattering voice, Zhao Cheng actually felt that these seemed to be quite good.

After Fu Sanye came to the side of the bed and sat down, Song Qing looked up at the window.

It should be almost noon by now.

Glancing at the third master's somewhat pale face, Song Qing couldn't help but speak.

"Have you eaten? It's almost noon, what would you like to eat? ”

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qing, who was standing in front of him. I wanted to say something, but when the words came to my mouth, I said it very coldly.

"You're ready to go out."

When the words fell, Zhao Cheng lowered his eyes, and an unnatural look flashed in his eyes.

He didn't mean it that way! Just when Song Qing thought that he couldn't speak, Zhao Cheng spoke again.

"I've eaten."

Song nodded with a smile after hearing this, "Well, I see." ”

The third master in front of him sat upright in black clothes, even if he was injured, he was as serious as ever.

Thinking of the scene when he woke up before, Song Qing's face instantly warmed up.

"Well, I seemed to be in a daze last night, so I slept in your bed halfway, cough, I'm sorry anyway."

"Also, I shouldn't have touched your wounds, did I?"

Last night, Song Qing was afraid that Zhao Cheng would have a fever, so he kept staying by his bedside. It wasn't until the second half of the night that I was too sleepy, so I fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

As a result, after falling asleep, she didn't know when she would climb into the third master's bed.