The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 366 Song Zhen, you are so kind! (three more)

Only then did Ji Qian realize that today is the 22nd, and according to the time in Huaxia Capital, it would already be the 23rd. It's not that God is playing tricks on her, but that her aunt is too punctual!

How could she forget this!

God!
Suddenly, her whole face was covered with kelp tears.

Sitting on the toilet, she could only be thankful that she brought her mobile phone, and quickly called Fei Li.

"What's the matter?" Fei Li was a little surprised. This guy doesn't like to have dinner, and he's making love to Song Zhen, so why call her?
"Beautiful Fei! The world is in an emergency, woo woo woo woo..." Ji Qian almost beeped in her heart.

"What's wrong with you?" Feili was stunned when she heard her helpless cry, "What's wrong?"

"My aunt came to see me, woo woo! Ask for bread, bathroom support, the innermost pit."

"..."

Feili propped her forehead, really not knowing how to answer.

In the end, she had no choice but to say hello, let her wait, and then hung up the phone.

About 5 minutes later, Fei Li accurately found Ji Qian in the bathroom.

Passing the things in through the bottom slit, Fei Li leaned against the wall, folded her arms and asked towards the cubicle: "Hey, your aunt is really fierce, she just tore it up with her hands for candlelight dinners and charming nights." Make you disillusioned, hahahaha!"

"Hey, why are you gloating at other people's misfortunes?" Ji Qian came out from inside after finishing her work, "Who are you!"

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm single and I'm not good, so I'm happy to see you, and I'm a good person."

"..."

Ji Qian took a deep breath and decided not to argue with her. What she needs to think about now is how to face Song Zhen.

She really thought about it - disappear!

This joke is too big!

"Go back, your Brother Xiao Song is still waiting for you!" Fei Li withdrew her hand and patted her on the shoulder, saying in her eyes: Take care.

Ji Qian let out a deep breath, then weakly raised her steps to keep up.

Although she didn't want to face this matter, in fact, she returned to her seat and met Song Zhen.

Song Zhen: "You..."

Ji Qian: "Uh..."

The two spoke in unison, and Ji Qian touched her nose, a little embarrassed, "I'm fine, just——eat first!"

As soon as the voice changed, she smiled, thinking that it's better to discuss this issue after dinner, and don't mess up a good dinner.

It's just that she was obviously absent-minded about eating later. Seeing that she had almost eaten all the steak, Song Zhen stood up, walked to her side, and put the coat on her back, "Let's go."

"what?"

"Your expression tells me that you want to get out of here quickly."

Ji Qian's expression froze, and the corners of her lips twitched, "But the dessert hasn't been served yet."

"you sure?"

Ji Qian finally sighed, lowered her head and said softly, "I'm sorry, er no, I love you."

"Let's go." Song Zhen pampered the top of her head, making her lower her head even more.

The two went back to the room in silence. She didn't want to say anything, and Song Zhen didn't ask much.

Finally, the two of them entered the room, and after closing the door, Ji Qian stopped in her tracks. When Song Zhen held her, she felt that she was not moving, so she turned around involuntarily.

The next moment, Ji Qian hugged him, "Song Zhen, I love you."

"Silly girl," Song Zhen hugged her, reached out and rubbed the top of her head, "Does your stomach hurt?"

"Oh?" Ji Qian was dumbfounded, looked up at him, then blinked a few times, "How do you know?"

"Forgot what I do?"

"Oh, but..."

"Go and lie down on the bed, I'll pour you a cup of hot water." Song Zhen took her hand to the center of the room, motioned to the bed, saw her obediently lay down on the bed, then turned around and went to the table to use it. Kettle to boil water.

It's okay not to mention it, but Ji Qian felt a little pain in her lower abdomen when she mentioned it, so she couldn't help covering her stomach and sat down.

But this body has not taken a shower since boarding the plane, and now that her aunt is visiting, she can't help but feel uncomfortable all over, so she wants to take a shower as soon as possible.

While Song Zhen was boiling the water, she squatted down and touched the suitcase, trying to take out a change of clothes from it.

It's just that after squatting down, as soon as she pulled out her clothes, her stomach began to hurt. Suddenly, the pain was so painful that her face turned blue.

Song Zhen was pouring two cups together to let the hot water cool down, when he turned his head and saw Ji Qian slipped on the ground and huddled into a ball, she couldn't help but put down the cup and rushed over, holding her up, "What's wrong?"

"Uncomfortable..." Ji Qian clutched her stomach, she was very uncomfortable on the first day, and her aunt's temper was also very violent, so she gave her a particularly fierce treatment as soon as she came up.

"Get up." Song Zhen reached out to help her.

But Ji Qian remained motionless, arched her back, lowered her head, and waved at him, "Squatting feels better..."

Song Zhen didn't know what to do for a while, and then he found that her arms were covered with cold sweat, and even goosebumps stood up.

The air conditioner in the key room is obviously turned on just right!
Ji Qian couldn't help snorting in pain, but realized that Song Zhen was beside her, fearing that he would be worried, so she quickly endured the pain again, holding back the cold sweat on her forehead every time she went back and forth.

Song Zhen had no choice but to let her go. Before the hot water could cool down, she unscrewed the mineral water bottle and poured half a cup of cold water, then rinsed it with hot water. After testing the temperature, she came over with the cup and handed it to her.

"Come on, have some hot water."

Something is better than nothing, so Ji Qian took his hand and picked up the cup to drink.

I have to say that although everyone complains about "hot water", hot water is indeed very effective.

After Ji Qian drank the cup of hot water, her stomach immediately warmed up, and the hairs on her arms gradually fell down, and they were no longer upright as before, with distinct roots.

After a while, she finally had the strength to raise her head, but her face was still a little pale, "I'm much better."

"Really?" For the first time, Song Zhen felt helpless about something.

"Hmm." She bent the corners of her lips, trying to prove that she was indeed much better through this smile.

Song Zhen supported her and couldn't help asking: "What can I do for you?"

Since there is no way to start, it is better to ask her directly.

Ji Qian shook her head, how can this kind of thing help?
Song Zhen immediately noticed a piece of clothing falling on the floor outside the suitcase with sharp eyes, and asked involuntarily, "Want to take a bath?"

"Well, it's uncomfortable if you don't wash it." Ji Qian replied casually, and got stuck after she finished speaking.

A quarter of an hour later, Ji Qian lay back on the bed again.

Out of consideration for her body, Song Zhen didn't wash her hair, but Ji Qian already felt much refreshed.

After shrinking under the blanket for 2 minutes, Song Zhen took a shower and lay down on the bed with her.

"I see that you are pressing here, so I rub it for you like this. It should be better?" Song Zhen's voice sounded behind her, and the strength on his palm was as gentle and reassuring as his voice.

The most important thing is that his palms are very warm, like the hot water bottle he carried in his arms before, but it is far more comfortable than the hot water bottle.

She agreed, but her voice was still weak, because although the pain had eased a little, it was still uncomfortable.

"Shut out when you feel uncomfortable, don't bear it, I can't even hear these two voices." Song Zhen said.

Ji Qian was enduring it, and after hearing what he said, she no longer forced herself.

That's what Song Zhen said, but when she heard Ji Qian humming in pain, she felt like a knife was twisting her heart.

He has heard too many voices of suffering in the world, and his heart seems to be wrapped in steel on weekdays. Although he will have a heart of compassion, it is cut off by the steel to a certain temperature, and he doesn't feel much. My heart feels so uncomfortable just because of her humming softly, as if being picked up by someone, and even feels as delicate as a needle prick.

At this moment, he even naively thought, can he hurt for her?

Really, the more you live, the more you get back...

Shaking the thoughts in his mind, he couldn't help asking: "Will you still shoot tomorrow's photoshoot?"

"Shoot." Ji Qian said without thinking.

"But you..."

"I'm used to it." Ji Qian responded lightly, then "hissed" and flinched in pain.

"Jissie..."

"Song Zhen, this is my job." Ji Qian showed her persistence, then she turned around, frowned painfully and said to him: "I'm sorry, but I can't give up my job, I also have mine responsibility."

"I'm not trying to persuade you to give up, I just feel sorry for you." Song Zhen sighed, and hugged her even tighter.

Just as Ji Qian would not intervene in his work, he also retains the greatest respect for Ji Qian's work, but leaving space and acceptance does not mean that he will not feel distressed.

How much he wanted to make her small and put her in his pocket, but is it realistic?

Unrealistic.

Isn't it this Ji Qian who he fell in love with?

With her own persistence and her own ideas, she is an optimistic, kind and strong girl.

"Sleep." He said softly.

She shrank in his direction and sighed softly, "Song Zhen, you are so kind."

(End of this chapter)