Song Miao squeezed his head into the embrace, found a comfortable position again, and finally fell asleep again.
…
Qin Huaisheng looked at the scene in front of him. The Wannian Tieshu, the least female among them, was holding the woman in his arms “gently” at this moment.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would think it was a fantasy!
“Brother, I’m going to give this lady an injection.”
Qin Huaisheng swallowed his saliva and shook the needle that had just been inhaled in front of the man’s eyes, but he saw the man’s face immediately sink.
“She has a fever. This is the fastest way to reduce the fever.”
Qin Huaisheng didn’t dare to shake the needle any more, touched his nose, and explained innocently.
It’s just an injection, it’s not something terrific!
Looking at the posture of the fourth brother, this baby, it seemed that as long as he dared to hurt the woman in his arms, he would prevent himself from seeing the sun tomorrow!
Huo Tianqing pulled the woman away from his embrace a little bit, and signaled Qin Huaisheng to start quickly.
After the needle was inserted into the flesh, Huo Tianqing’s thin lips pressed tightly as the woman’s body in her arms became stiff for a moment.
There was a sudden low air pressure in the bedroom.
Qin Huaisheng’s cold sweat wetted his back. After the injection and a series of instructions, he quickly packed his things and fled the apartment.
As soon as he left the apartment, he turned out his mobile phone and sent a photo of the two people who had just been secretly taken to the WeChat group established by their group.
Sure enough, as soon as the photo came out, all kinds of diving were blown up.
Guan Yue: “Fuck, is this the woman whom the fourth brother has a crush on in the legend?!”
Qin Huaisheng: “It seems that it should be, that baby, when I gave that woman an injection, the fourth brother’s eyes looked like he wanted to put me to death!”
Guan Yue: “Scare!!! Which lady is it, hurry up and take a big picture!”
Lu Yan: “Where does he dare to shoot the front, but… I always think this Miss Song is a little familiar…”
…
Qin Huaisheng also felt a little familiar, but he couldn’t remember it for a while. He put away the phone and glanced at the door of Huo Tianqing’s apartment before shook his head and left.
In the bedroom, Huo Tianqing looked down at the woman in his arms who would only approach him when she was unconscious, with a grinning voice.
He thought that the two years were enough time for him to forget her, but he didn’t expect that when he returned to China, he would still fall into her palm. In other words… he came back with purpose…
His eyes darkened. Not only was she just holding her innocently, just now, she was looking for his house key in her pants pocket, or earlier, when she fell heavily on him and accidentally kissed him, his body was already up. reaction.
Huo Tianqing lowered his head, his eyes were thick, with a man’s sex, but he just dropped a gentle kiss on Song Miao’s forehead, and said softly: “This time, I won’t let you leave me again.”
…
When he woke up the next day, Song Miao did not react.
She opened her eyes, looking at the strange ceiling.
On the top of the bedroom is a huge crystal chandelier with a very complicated retro pattern, not the one in her room.
The bed is very soft, around…
She turned her head, and the neat and feminine bedroom layout came into view.
Consciousness gradually returned to the cage, Song Miao’s pupils shrank suddenly and suddenly sat up from the bed.
She got up too violently, and there was a white light in her head. It took a while for her to relax before she stabilized her dizziness.
This… is not your own bedroom.
After she sent Huo Tianqing back to his apartment yesterday… did not leave?
Song Miao was taken aback, and quickly opened the quilt to get out of bed, only to see that she was wearing an unfamiliar set of pajamas, and the skirt she wore yesterday was missing…
With a “boom”, Song Miao was completely shocked.
There was a sound of opening the door, and an old lady who was over fifty unscrewed the doorknob and walked in.
Seeing Song Miao wake up, she sighed and put a set of clothes neatly next to her, “Miss Song, you finally woke up. I am Mrs. Zhang, the nanny’s nanny. You had a fever last night, and Mr. Huo asked me Come take care of you, this is your clothes.”
Song Miao didn’t react a little, pointing to his pajamas and stuttering: “I…I…this set…”