Hearing this, Gao Ze's face suddenly raised a smile of joy.

He responded continuously, and then quickly walked to Song Ci's side, and when he saw Zhou Ji who was looking down at his phone, he reminded in a very soft voice: "Mr. Zhou, let me go." ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Ci noticed that Zhou Yong had been behind him, blocking those small pieces of sunlight.

Some indescribable feelings crossed her heart in an instant.

And after Gao Ze said this, Zhou Yong did not hesitate to give up his seat.

Almost instantly, Song Ci found that a beam of sunlight was projecting on him, exuding a fiery touch and extremely sticky.

Gao Ze hurriedly propped up the umbrella to help Song Ci shade the sun.

Song Ci's eyes fell on Zhou Yong, and after a trip to the country, he was a little tanned.

It used to look quite white and tender, but now it is a healthy complexion of wheat color, which adds a bit of sexiness.

Seeing Song Ci staring in the direction of Zhou Ji in a daze, Gao Ze asked unconsciously, "What's wrong, is there anything over there?" ”

"It's fine."

Song Ci replied casually, and then found that there seemed to be a blazing gaze that had just begun to fall on him.

She looked back and saw the ruthlessness that flashed in Su Nan's eyes.

Song Ci couldn't help but be happy, she almost forgot that she asked Gao Ze to come over to play the umbrella in order to anger Su Nan.

So she pretended to lean towards Gao Ze, and her voice was a little lazy: "If you come over a little more, it's still a little sunny." ”

Hearing this, Gao Ze nodded happily, and said with concern: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you get it." ”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Nan's heart was even more sour.

She endured the helplessness and hatred in her heart, and tried to look away, not to look at the heartbreaking scene in front of her.

But Su Nan was still very dissatisfied in his heart.

From a very early stage, Song Ci was able to easily have everything that he couldn't touch.

At that time, he was still very young, and he could only use some unacceptable means to secretly calculate Song Ci.

And now, she finally snatched Song Ci's man over, how could she watch him return to Zhou Ji's arms again?

So something vicious appeared in Su Nan's eyes.

If only Song Ci could disappear!

Such thoughts took root in Su Nan's heart, and finally grew up wildly, subtly making her even more disgusted with Song Ci.

When several people had different thoughts, the vehicle arrived.

Everyone has their own car, but the problem is to be careful.

She didn't reserve a seat for Zhou Yong, and she couldn't let him find a car temporarily.

So Song Ci thought about it, and still beckoned to Zhou Yong: "I didn't arrange your seat, you can take my car over, just a short distance away." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong didn't even hesitate for a moment, and directly raised his feet and got into Song Ci's car.

Gao Ze, who was holding an umbrella next to him, was full of unwillingness and tried to speak; "Excuse me, you've been in poor health lately, I'm a little worried about you, why don't I follow you into the car......"

"Don't you have a seat of your own?"

Hearing this, Song Ci asked unhurriedly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Forget it, why are you coming over to join in the fun?

Gao Ze saw Song Ci's slightly impatient meaning, but he didn't get angry, and responded again and again: "Then I'll go over first, if you have anything, you must find me." ”

Song Ci wanted to say a word about whether Zhou Yong was an ornament, but he didn't open his mouth because he was troublesome, and waved his hand casually to send Gao Ze away.

After Gao Ze left, the vehicle began to drive quickly on the road.

"Mr. Song's boyfriend is really caring."

Zhou Yong suddenly said something not salty, and his voice couldn't hear any emotion.

But Song Ci knew that he was being yin and yang, and sneered coldly: "Do you want this blessing for you?" ”

In this regard, Zhou Yong adhered to the principle that silence is golden, and laughed.

Song Ci snorted coldly and didn't say anything more, but he also felt that Gao Ze had been a little ridiculous recently.

She thought about waiting until she got to the resort and then clarified it with Gao Ze.

The road was not far, but it was a little bumpy, and Song Ci felt a little uncomfortable, so he inevitably frowned.

Seems to be suffering from motion sickness.

She covered the corners of her lips, resisting the urge to be nauseous.

"Motion sickness?"

Zhou Yong asked at the right time, his face was very flat.

"Hmm." Song Ci nodded, feeling that he was so weak that he was about to be speechless.

Zhou Yong was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed invisibly.

"No worries."

As he spoke, he pulled Song Ci into his arms so that she could lie flat on his lap.

Song Ci didn't have the strength to resist at all, and let him fiddle with himself.

After lying down, Zhou Yong touched the seat next to him, took out a small medicine bottle, and said in a soft voice: "I brought medicine, can I take it?" ”

Song Ci squinted and shook his head.

She didn't want to move at all now, and when she moved a little, she felt uncomfortable, as if she was about to fall apart.

Zhou Yong's eyes suddenly darkened, and the corners of his lips hooked.

"Then I'll help you."

Without waiting for Song Ci to react, Zhou Yong put the pill in his mouth and poured saliva.

Song Ci suddenly understood what Zhou Yong wanted to do.

She raised her arm to her lips a little slowly, and her voice was broken: "Don't-"

But she has a sick number, where can she fight against it.

Zhou Yi leaned down slowly, and gave the pill to Song Ci with a very gentle movement.

The slightly bitter water rolled between his mouths, and Song Ci immediately frowned.

But after holding her breath for a long time, she had to swallow the pill and cough quietly several times.

"Ahem, ahem."

"After eating, rest well, and I'll tell you when I get there."

Zhou Yong took off his coat and put it on Song Ci's body, and his legs were straight, so that Song Ci could lie more comfortably.

Song Ci was indeed so uncomfortable that he didn't even have the strength to talk to Zhou Yong, so he fell asleep groggily.

The road was very bumpy, Song Ci's neck was a little uncomfortable, and he raised his arm to touch it in a daze, and found that his palm fell into a hot palm.

"Sleep."

Zhou Yong's voice was gentle, soothing Song Ci's somewhat restless heart, and his fingers pinched her neck and kneaded gently.

Almost the moment he heard Zhou Yong speak, Song Ci quieted down, felt the comfortable feeling in his neck again, and fell asleep again.

When Song Ci woke up, she found that she was sweating, but her body was much more comfortable.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Zhou Ji squinting and sleeping, and she was in a trance for a while.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhou Yong is really good to her.

It's not just about work, it's about life.

In the past, when he was drunk, he took him home, but now that he occasionally encounters any difficult things, Song Ci will also subconsciously think of Zhou Yong.

…… Although they are no longer in that relationship.

Song Ci took a deep breath, his movements were not heavy, but Zhou Yong woke up immediately.

He didn't wake up, his hands caressed Song Ci's shoulders and neck, and his voice was very gentle: "Sleep, it'll be there later." ”

Song Ci suddenly felt that there was a place in his heart that was as soft as a collapse.

She pursed her lips and stared at Zhou's knife-like jawline, and didn't speak for a long time.

What will become of them in the end......