I really can't blame Song Qing for being surprised, because since I met him, this is definitely the first time he has said thank you.

“……”

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Song Qing with some suspicious eyes. It was obvious in that look that she was talking nonsense again.

Facing his gaze, Song Qing knew that the third master didn't know what she would say.

So this is the legendary generation gap.

"Don't look at me like you're retarded, I'm not a little surprised that you just said thank you. Do you think that some kind of demon has come to your body of the third master?? (*′?`*)??。 ”

After Zhao Cheng understood what the number theft meant, he fell silent in an instant.

The corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and Zhao Cheng lay down with his back to him, the meaning was obvious, and he ignored her.

Looking at his back, Song lightly propped his chin and couldn't help but mutter.

"Am I saying the wrong thing again?" As he spoke, Song lightly clasped his face.

Unconsciously glanced at his back again.

So, a man's heart, a needle under the sea?

"Then, you rest, something will change me." Song Qing glanced at him a little stupidly, and was about to turn around and go to the soft couch to raise the corpse.

Before she could move her footsteps, Zhao Cheng, who had already turned her back, suddenly turned around and grabbed her wrist and pulled the person towards her.

Coming vigorously, Song Qing stumbled and threw himself on him in an instant.

Zhao Cheng's eyes were quick, and the moment she fell, he grabbed her waist with one hand and gently supported it. In this way, her body was still a little away from him, so that she did not lie on top of him entirely.

But even so, Song Qing's leaning body inevitably pressed on him.

Song Qing pressed one hand against the pillow at her side, and his head rested against his cheek.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

At this moment, Song Qing was very close to him, and he could hear his breathing when he was close.

Through the soft fabric, Song Qing clearly felt that the place where he couldn't even cover his clothes was squeezing on his chest at this time.

It hurts slightly.

Is this man made of stone?

Song, who reacted, turned red with a sudden burst of light.

Song Qing stiffened his body and raised his head from his cheeks with a red face.

The candles in the room were dim, and now there was a bed curtain to cover it, so the bed looked even darker.

Although the light is dim? But Song Qing could still see him clearly.

Inky hair, deep eyes? Cold face? A high nose bridge and pursed lips. Even in such a dim candlelight? It's still so good-looking.

Now? Song Qing felt that he was having trouble breathing, and his heart was about to jump out.

That's what it feels like to be alone

So what should she do?

How is she going to do it?

Clearly? I thought about it, I want to hide this love in my heart, but now Song Qing has found that it is really not easy.

Ay!

Why? I will fall in love with an ancient man. Not only that, but the other party still has an official match?

Feelings, this kind of thing, are really hard to control. Pulling back his thoughts, Song coughed lightly, and broke the silence with some embarrassment.

"Ahem? That, did I touch your wounds. Also, why did you pull me suddenly, it really scared me. ”

“……”

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, and silently raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qing. The hand on her waist was slightly hard? And then after turning sideways into the bed? When Song Qing was still a little confused? She was already lying beside him.

At this moment, Song Qing's brain was confused, and the only sentence that could come to mind was the third master, is he jealous of medicine?

Mom!

Something is wrong with this development? Why is she lying next to the third master now? This? Does this count as sleeping in a bed?

After a while, Song Qing found his voice.

"Three? Third Master. ”

Song Qing was about to speak when he was interrupted by Zhao Cheng's voice.

"Be quiet, you're noisy."

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng had already turned around and lay down on his side with his back to Song Qing.

Obviously, the third master didn't want to speak.

Song tilted his head slightly and glanced at the man beside him, and his expression stopped talking. At this moment, Song Qing's face was blue, white and red, in short, in addition to surprise, more was embarrassed.

He raised his hand and touched his cheek.

It's hot.

Raising his hand to block his eyes, Song Qing wanted to cry without tears. If this development continues, she doesn't know when she will do something terrible that is out of control.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng, who was lying sideways with his back to Song Qing, was lying on the side of the bed for the first time, and his perennial cold and hard face was completely cracked.

The heat on his face has not dissipated, and the heat on his body has only increased, not only that, but he also has a reaction that he shouldn't have.

Zhao Cheng frowned slightly, his face was very uncomfortable.

I simply closed my eyes and didn't want to think about anything. He wanted to be quiet now.

Perhaps feeling too close to him, Song Qing subconsciously moved some inside.

What does he mean by that?

It can't be interesting to yourself, right?

Next, Song Qing lay motionless beside the third master. It wasn't until he felt like he was asleep that he rolled over and got up. Lightly straddled his legs and got out of bed by the candlelight.

Seeing that he didn't make any noise to him, Song Qing patted his chest and went back to the soft couch and walked down.

On the big bed, Zhao Cheng opened his eyes slightly and his face sank.

This kind of uncontrolled emotion is really bad.

"Whew-"

"Whoa—"

The wind blew the leaves and the night passed......

This night, Song Qing slept very comfortably, and when she woke up again, it was a new day.

Wait, what's wrong?

Song rolled over and got up lightly, turning his head to look at where he was. Looking at the futon covering his body, Song Qing was silent for a while.

Turning his head to look at the slightly swaying curtain on the side of the bed.

She, did she climb into the bed of the third master again? So your mind is so obvious?

It was still early in the morning, the sun had just risen for a while, and the breeze blew into the room through the open window, and the air was fresh and comfortable.

At this time, the room was quiet, and there was no one but myself.

After Song Qing got up, he stood on the edge of the bed and folded the quilt, and then walked out of the room......

It wasn't until it was time to eat breakfast that Song Qing knew that the third master had gone early in the morning.

"I said, why don't you see anyone early in the morning?" Song Qing poked the bottom of the bowl with a spoon, and suddenly felt that the fragrant breakfast was not fragrant.

thought that with such a serious injury, even if he had good physical fitness, he would be able to recuperate for a few days, but in a blink of an eye, he would go to engage in a career.

Gassy!

How much does this man care about his body?

In the court, he had to stand, or he had to stand for a long time, and he didn't know if his body could withstand it.

Thinking of this, Song Qing's hand holding the spoon unconsciously paused.

didn't expect that one day, she would also worry about a man.