Song Shuhe pinched his wrists, his eyes hung blankly, his stunning appearance and delicate figure made people look pleasing to the eye, but the wound between his wrists looked shocking.

Wen Yuqin said cautiously on the phone: "Our Wen family will be fully responsible for your body..... I heard that Miss Song is interested in ancient paintings, and our Wen family just happened to get a new picture of the spring scene of the Song Dynasty, and as compensation, it will be sent to the Zhou family mansion tonight. ”

"Mrs. Wen has a heart, it's just that the child is ignorant tonight, and my eyesight is not good, so I made a joke, which is not a big deal."

The child who can play at the Wen family's banquet is naturally the only grandson of the Wen family, Wen Zichen.

He bumped into Song Shuhe on the way to the banquet, and coincidentally caused her to be drenched in hot soup, which burned her hands. Fortunately, the matter was not big, the Wen family sent people to rest and deal with them as soon as possible, and Wen Yuqin also hurried over to appease.

"It's Zichen who is not good, I will compensate for him, it's just tonight..... I hope Miss Song won't let Mr. Zhou blame him more. ”

Song Shuhe smiled, and his voice was still gentle: "Mr. Zhou is busy, so he won't ask more." ”

Zhou Yu is really busy, otherwise he would not let Song Shuhe come forward on behalf of the Zhou family today.

But this also means that Song Shuhe has a status in the Zhou family, at least in Zhou Yu's heart.

When Aunt Chen saw that her phone call was over, she handed her a glass of water and told her, "Mr. Zhou is in the study." ”

This means that Zhou Yu wants to see her.

Zhou Yu only came back late at night every day, and even if he came back early, he continued to work in the study, full of workaholics.

Song Shuhe chose a long-sleeved pajamas, and went to the study to find him after taking a bath.

The study is full of classical-style bookcases, tables and chairs, and the men are like the rulers of the medieval court, sitting on the sofa unattainably high, with their long legs bent at will.

Seeing her come in, the man didn't put down the paper, "Have you taken your medicine?" ”

Because of the car accident, there was congestion around the nerves in her eyes, and the risk of surgery is not small, and the doctor currently recommends conservative treatment.

Song Shuhe nodded, he didn't have a blind cane in his hand, he went straight to where he was, and climbed his body with both hands until he snuggled into the man's arms.

The plain white little face was still rubbing against the side of Zhou Yu's neck, like a boneless kitten.

was supposed to be Zhou Yu's brother-in-law, but at this time he was sitting in Zhou Yu's arms; The girl who was supposed to be well-behaved and peaceful, but made bold and presumptuous actions.

But the picture is unusually harmonious, as if it should be so.

Zhou Yu looked down at the petite person, reached out and pressed the thin waist that Ying Ying was holding, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Be good, don't make trouble." ”

Song Shuhe leaned on his chest and quieted down.

Zhou Yu is not simply attracted to her, what makes her sink is the sense of security given by the man's thick chest.

At first, Song Shuhe thought that the source of her sense of security was Zhou Yuxuan, but after he took her back, she went abroad, and under the extreme fear that her sense of security would disappear, she chose Zhou Yu.

What she didn't expect was that after the man was silent, he indulged her behavior.

The wound on her wrist hurt again, and she couldn't help but move.

Zhou Yu closed the file, propped the person up from his arms, and squeezed her hand to check her eyes.

"What's wrong with the hand?"

There was a misty sense of innocence in her eyes, and she whispered that she had accidentally injured her.

"If it hurts, you have to say it, and enduring it will only make the wound worse."

He looked at the bandaging area carefully, and when he saw that it was handled properly, he didn't say anything more, and sat down in a different position, avoiding the pressed hands.

Since she couldn't see, he always worried a little more.

Song Shuhe held his hand, not wanting him to touch the documents, and heard him say again: "Someone will come to the house tomorrow, I am going to the city next door for a meeting, you have to entertain at home."

"Will you be back tomorrow, then?"

"Yes."

After receiving a reassuring reply, she asked, "Where are the guests?" Do I know each other? ”

The girl looked up, knowing that she couldn't see it, but still looked at him, her expression puzzled.

Why did she entertain?

The long-sleeved pajamas not only did not cover the wound, but also made the neckline wide open, and as soon as she looked up, she was full of scenery.

Zhou Yu stretched out his hand and pulled her nightgown up, "I don't know anyone from the old mansion." ”

The implication is that they don't know each other, they only know that it is the person arranged by the old lady.

"It's not very important, you just wake up and see you."

She now lives in the mansion, and the host's brothers are not there, so she can only come forward to entertain guests.

Song Shuhe nodded slowly, lay back on him, didn't pay attention for a while, and almost touched his hand again.

Zhou Yu squeezed her hand in time and said, "Pay more attention to sleeping tonight, don't press it."

The study was silent, and the sound of air conditioning could be heard, and the girl leaned against him and chuckled, "Okay, pay more attention." ”

The big palm holding his waist added some strength, but in the end he didn't say anything to refuse.

His indulgence and pampering of her is no less than Zhou Yuxuan, and he may be called Mr. Zhou by everyone, and Zhou Yu, who is in the position of the ruler of the Zhou Group, is not a fool she can coax at will.

She doesn't ask for much, even if it is as a pet that is used for recreation, as long as she can stay in the Zhou family, she is willing.

In the scorching summer, it is the rainy season, and after a night of drizzle, the flowers in the mansion are knocked down a lot.

In Zhou Yu's room, the girl on the bed had not woken up yet, and only opened her hazy eyes when she was caressed by the man's big palm.

"It's still early, I'll go to bed again." Zhou Yu's words were like a spell, and when the words fell, he easily lulled people to sleep again.

Zhou Yu's aura around him is strong, especially the posture of the superior in the suit is impossible to ignore, but it is this strong aura that makes Song Shuhe feel full of security.

The morning haze cleared, and the sun reappeared, until Aunt Chen knocked on the door to wake her up.

It's the guests who come.