Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 25 That Woman Doesn't Like Himself!
Unable to withstand the man's strength, Liang Jincheng activated the ability between her teeth.

Suddenly, a bloody smell came from between her teeth, and she stared fiercely at the man who was close at hand. It took only a few seconds for that face to frown from enjoyment.

Feeling that the strength in her waist was loosened, she put her hands on Song Yixian's chest to isolate herself from him, but the man didn't intend to let go of her completely, and the arms around her waist were still around her.

"You, let me go!" She yelled in a low voice, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her like a prey: "Playing hard to get is useful for me, but don't try to challenge my patience..."

"Mr. Song." She interrupted him suddenly, her eyes were firm, without any hesitation, "You misunderstood, my friendship with Ying Rui has nothing to do with anyone, let alone you, even... if I knew you were Ying Rui Father, I will keep a distance from Yingrui."

Some people, from the first sight, can make people feel dangerous.

Song Yixian is in this category.

"You think I'll believe it?" His tone was elegant, but there was a smell of disdain in his nostrils.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she supported her hands to widen the distance between them, so that in the final posture, she leaned back, while he leaned forward, and her chest was pressed against his chest.

She is wearing a hospital uniform today, with a white coat on the outside, a serious black and white suit on the inside, a white shirt and a black skirt.

The chest is oppressed, the shirt is opaque, but the lace pattern of the underwear is reflected, this kind of monotony reveals a little sexy, and the charming curves are clearly visible in Song Yixian's eyes.

"First knocking down my car, then approaching my son, knowing everything about me, and convincing me that you don't mean that to me?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes deliberately turned to her collar...

Liang Jincheng was taken aback, her breath was even more unstable, she couldn't let out a breath, and actually broke the button on her chest...

With a "pop", the button hit Song Yixian's neck, then jumped to another place, and finally landed.

On the quiet corridor, there were two crisp sounds, and then loneliness returned.

At the collar, the lace on the white underwear is beautiful, and the raised lines underneath it... even more beautiful!
Song Yixian's brows stretched out, and he smiled all of a sudden, his charming eyes were full of confidence!
At this moment, Liang Jincheng wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Mr. Song, I'll warn you again, please let me go." She gritted her teeth and said sternly, unable to care about the spring on her chest anymore.

But she didn't know that she was ashamed and angry, but she was flattering him.

Song Yixian squeezed her arms together, letting her lean closer to him, "If you don't let go, so what..."

"Snapped"!
The harsh and crisp sound sensed the voice-activated lights not far away, and the aisle instantly lit up.

The bright light shone on Liang Jincheng's face, showing resentment and shame.

On Song Yixian's face, in addition to the innate noble temperament and elegance and calmness, there is also a sense of disbelief in his eyes.

The hands around her waist were loosened, and Liang Jincheng had time to stand on the flat ground.

He took a few steps back timidly, only to realize that he had hit someone just now.

She crossed her arms around her chest and took a deep breath, "This slap is to make you believe that I really don't mean anything to you."

Not only did she not like this man, she was also a little afraid.

Song Yixian slowly shifted his gaze to her, the corners of his mouth were drawn down, and an unhappy attitude appeared on the paper.

Liang Jincheng tried to remain calm, "Don't worry, I won't come to see Ying Rui again in the future, lest you misunderstand."

After she finished speaking, she turned around, and the moment she walked into the stairs, she noticed from the corner of her eye that the man behind her was still standing there.

A chill ran down her spine, and she quickened her pace.

When she walked out of the hospital, she still felt that someone was staring at her from behind, and the cold wind was blowing.

……

The next day, Song Yingrui opened his eyes, his long eyelashes flickered up and down in the mild sunlight, then he turned over, raised his feet to the sky and then fell down.

Then close your eyes and prepare to go back to sleep.

But just now he seems to have seen a black figure sitting on the sofa in the room...

He opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly a carp straightened up, bouncing off the bed.

Song Yingrui rubbed his eyes fiercely with his small hands, and clearly saw the black shadow on the sofa, which was his father.

It was simply unbelievable that Song Yixian would come to see him so early.

Song Yingrui glanced at the Pleasant Goat electronic clock next to the bed, it was only 05:30 in the morning, and the sky outside the window was still dim.

"Dad!" Song Yingrui called softly.

Song Yixian took a puff of the cigarette, the scarlet end of the cigarette suddenly shone, and then a layer of mist was shrouded between the lips and teeth, and the curling smoke rose slowly, setting off a colder face.

Song Yixian glanced at him lightly, and Song Yingrui shrank his neck immediately.

The room temperature, which was thought to be suitable at first, suddenly dropped a few degrees, making him a little cold.

Song Yingrui felt that it was better not to provoke Song Yixian, "It's okay."

After speaking, he fell back and continued to sleep.

After sleeping until about eight or nine o'clock, He's mother asked her to get up for breakfast. He opened his eyes in a daze, and still let He's mother wash him up.

When he was sitting at the dining table, he suddenly saw two packs of snacks on the sofa.

And Song Yixian still maintained the same appearance as before two or three hours ago, except that there was an extinct cigarette butt between his long, white and jade-like fingers, and a little black soot fell on the ground.

Song Yingrui didn't care if his father was pretending to be deep, he jumped off the stool happily, rushed to the sofa, and looked through the snack bags.

There are donuts, Shaqima, milk tea, potato chips... Wow, wow, they are all his favorite snacks.

When did my dad actually know the types of snacks I like, hahaha, he even knows the brands he likes, it seems that my dad doesn't care about me that much.

"Young master, your father bought this early in the morning. See how much your father loves you." He's mother only knew that when she woke up in the morning, she saw Song Yixian sitting on the sofa with two large bags of snacks by her hand, so she naturally thought that Song Yixian bought it for his son's happiness.

Song Yingrui smiled, his heart was warm and sweet, looking at the two big bags of snacks in front of him, he was so moved, this was the first time his father bought him snacks!

"Dad, can I eat it now?" Song Yingrui asked tentatively. After all, his father didn't like to see himself eating these things.

Song Yixian glanced at the snacks, then at his son, his eyes were burning.

Unconsciously, I remembered what the woman said yesterday: Don't worry, I won't come to see Ying Rui again in the future, lest you misunderstand.

Isn't that woman good or bad?
Song Yixian narrowed his eyes slightly, this subtle movement made Song Yingrui startled.

So Song Yingrui swallowed, and said consciously: "I'll eat this later..." Then he said to He Ma with a smile on his face, "He Ma, I'd better go have breakfast."

Mother He smiled kindly, and she was no stranger to the scene of father and son communicating in front of her.

This young master looks domineering on weekdays, but in fact he is still very afraid of his father.

"Have you had breakfast, sir? Do you want to eat together?" Mother He carried Song Yingrui to the table and asked Song Yixian again.

Song Yixian got up and strode out, "No need, I'm going to the company now."

Song Yingrui was overjoyed, watching Song Yixian's tall body disappear outside the door, then jumped off the stool, and ran to the sofa to look for his snack bag.

"Young master, let's eat first, and the snacks can be eaten later."

"No, no, no, it's not allowed. My dad bought it for me. It's the first time he bought me snacks. In order to respect him, I want to eat now. Otherwise, how can I show my deep love for him. "

He happily opened the packaging bag of his favorite potato chips, his smiling face was suddenly stunned, and after a while, he opened a small note inside the potato chips.

There are a few words clearly written on it: Xiaocheng, I like you!
He couldn't be more familiar with these words.

Because these words were written by him.

In order not to make typos, he deliberately looked through the dictionary several times.

But... shouldn't this be at Xiaocheng's place?

The little man frowned, and then flipped through the two packs of snack bags again. The snacks inside were all his favorites, but the types and quantities of snacks he told his mother to buy were exactly the same!
His heart seemed to be blocked by something, but his eyes were hot.

Looking at my favorite snacks, I no longer have the same appetite as before.

Mother He kept looking at Song Yingrui, noticing that the little guy was not wearing slippers, and sent the slippers over on purpose, but saw Song Yingrui angrily throwing two large bags of snacks on the ground.

He's mother was in a hurry and asked what's the matter, squatting in front of Song Yingrui, but seeing his red eyes, she felt endlessly wronged.

"Master, what's the matter, don't the snacks taste good?" Mama He didn't know what Song Yingrui was thinking.

Song Yingrui's lips trembled slightly, his small fists were clenched tightly, with a look of forbearance.

He walked to the bed with bare feet, then climbed onto the bed and put the quilt over his head.

Mother He looked at it, feeling anxious, "Young master, are you feeling unwell?"

Song Yingrui had mixed feelings in his heart, but he knew one thing...

That is, he was rejected by Xiaocheng.

She refused his snacks and his confession.

Xiaocheng doesn't like him.

So I returned all the things he gave him to me.

That woman doesn't even like herself!
It was the first time that Song Yingrui felt the pain of falling out of love, and now no one wanted to pay attention to Song Yingrui.

Song Yingrui ignored He's mother all the time, and asked him nothing, and He's mother was anxious, so she hurried to find Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang was not there, so I had to find an expert clinic.

Doctors and nurses came in and did various examinations for him, but the little guy still didn't say a word.

The doctor gave up and left after all the inspections were all right.

It's just that the doctor had just left, but the red light in the intensive care unit was on.

Mama He changed her usual peaceful image and yelled at the door of the ward, "Doctor, doctor, save our little master!"

(End of this chapter)