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

Chapter 293

Song Jingjing's whole body froze, her eyes widened suddenly, and the tip of her small nose wrinkled, as if she didn't react...

"Accidentally, okay, go and sit next to you."

Song Beilang quickly moved away from the subject, his eyes flickered a few times, and he didn't dare to meet her eyes for a few seconds.

It was only then that Song Jingjing realized that there was a small box on his lap, and the cross sign on it had already betrayed its identity.

He was a little surprised, and subconsciously shrank his hands back...

"What are you hiding, take it out."

He spread out his palm, and his thick palm was hanging upwards in the air, without any support, but he had no intention of retracting it.

Song Jingjing shook her head, "I'm fine."

"Just look at it."

At times like this, he was always extraordinarily determined.

Song Jingjing thought, biting her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, until the corners of her lips were congested with blood, and finally she was willing to slowly stretch out her hand...

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the deep emotions in him eased slightly. Only then did his eyes move from the delicate face to the palm of his hand.

He lowered his black eyes, but it was difficult to concentrate immediately.

There was a delicate and soft little hand in his open palm, but now, the palm of this hand was covered with fine wounds.

The flesh on the surface is even turned up a bit, at first glance, it is shocking.

"I don't talk, I don't know if I plan to ignore it and let it fend for itself."

Song Jingjing didn't speak. She knew she was wronged, so she didn't try to explain it.

The man raised his head, only to see that she looked aggrieved, her long eyelashes drooped down, restraining all the emotions in those clear eyes, and the faint light from outside shone in, casting a shadow on the eyelids.

"Talk when it hurts."

The cotton swab was dipped in the medicine, and when it touched the red and swollen wound, it scattered in the air with a pungent smell.

Song Beilang could clearly feel the hand retracting in his palm, so he frowned and slowed down his movements.

But Song Jingjing didn't want to complain about the pain, she just shook her head, "I'm fine."

In fact, her attention was not on the wound at all, the pain was naturally painful.But for some reason, all the attention was attracted by the man who helped her with the medicine.

Of course she knew how good-looking her brother was, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a straight nose.

When I talk to myself on weekdays, I always speak without false words.A clear and handsome face, but rarely a smile.

But she knew that Song Beilang was very good-looking when he smiled, the edges of his lips would slowly rise up, forming a thin arc together with the end of his eyes, but just these changes were enough to soften the lines of his cheeks, and then the whole People, even the temperament has become different.

It's just that most of the time, Song Beilang doesn't like to laugh, and I don't know if it's because of these legs or something else...

"Okay, that hand is also extended."

Song Jingjing looked at the potion that had been applied on the palm, and this time without hesitation, she stretched out her left hand.

The left hand was hurt on the elbow, and because it fell to the ground, it rubbed for a long distance, and even the clothes were worn out.

But now when he lifted up his sleeves, he suddenly found that his elbow was blood red.

Song Beilang's expression changed immediately.

"It's so serious that you don't want to say it?"

She froze for a moment, and tilted her head to look at her wound, but she still needed some strength to barely see it.

"Hey, it didn't look so scary when I took a shower just now..."

"Why are girls always so careless? Why didn't you just stand obediently behind and insist on coming over to push me away?"

Song Beilang seemed displeased, "If he doesn't brake in time, the consequences will be more than just scratches!"

Being reprimanded suddenly, Song Jingjing was a little dazed, and after thinking about it, he murmured, "I don't have time to think so much."

The man dipped a cotton swab in the potion, and just stuck it on her wound slowly.

Suddenly, I heard a crisp voice coming from my ear, "What if something happens to you again, you are my brother..."

His movement of smearing suddenly stopped, his face sank a bit, and he suddenly exerted some strength to press on the wound.

"it hurts!"

Song Jingjing exclaimed, and all the emotions flooded into his heart in an instant. He just felt that he used too much force this time than just now. The skin and flesh that had already been lifted were invaded by the potion, and all the cells clamored to squeeze out .

The pain also reached its peak in an instant!
"It's good to know it hurts."

He said so on the lips, but when he said it again, his movements were still much slower.

Even if she yelled about making him angry because of her brother, it was only for a while, really, she couldn't get angry with her.

……

After applying the medicine quickly, Song Jingjing blinked and stared at him, as if looking at this pretty face would relieve the pain.

A few minutes later, Song Beilang put away the potion and dried her slowly.

The gentle wind fell on the wound, and together with the medicine, it was refreshing and cool.

Song Jingjing suddenly fell asleep.

"Is there any other injury?"

Carefully helping her put down the sleeves, Song Beilang narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down.

The latter shrank, and subconsciously folded his hands in front of his face.

Just now, she was only thinking about the pain and didn't think about it, but now she remembered that she came out of the shower, except for this skirt, she was wearing nothing inside...

Now that the two are sitting very close, she can almost smell the unique mint fragrance of the man, which slowly drifts into the room along the flow of air, like poison.

Charming.

The sky is getting late, and the sun is gradually setting to the west.The light outside also dimmed.

Afterwards, a warm orange light fell on the side of his face, the cheek lines on half of his face were softened a lot, and the whole person was covered with an orange light.

Very warm.

She thought, almost couldn't help but want to reach out and touch...

"Exquisite."

A deep voice rang in her ears, waking up the dazed Song Jingjing. She subconsciously opened her eyes, but only saw the man who was close at hand.

The high bridge of the nose almost touched hers.

The breath lingering on the man's body gradually spread towards her, and soon enveloped her whole body.

It seems... It seems that the territory has been invaded.

"There seems to be a wound on the forehead."

Before she finished speaking, two fingers landed on her forehead, pulled her hair out, and stroked gently...

The thick-grained fingertips rubbed back and forth on the forehead, and the warm touch made her subconsciously tense up, so she tried to focus on her face.

Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes, she happened to meet the man's deep eyes...

Suddenly, I was intoxicated by it.

"Knocked."

A low and hoarse voice rushed into his ears, and Song Jingjing's cheeks flushed, only to realize that she had been staring at his lips without letting go.As if wanting to swallow it in one gulp.

She subconsciously raised her hand and touched his so-called wound.

Indistinctly, there is some pain.

But compared to this long scrape on the elbow, it seems to be nothing.

He simply put down his bangs and pulled them casually, "It's okay, it's covered and I can't see it."

The corner of Song Beilang's mouth twitched, he opened the potion again, and leaned towards her, "Apply the medicine."

Seeing the sinful face approaching again, Song Jingjing subconsciously stepped back, "No need!"

It's just that she was sitting on the bed, and she couldn't retreat even if she really wanted to, so she could only support herself on the bed with her hands, leaning forward.

The arc of the movement is not large, but in Song Beilang's eyes, it naturally has another meaning.

At that moment, his complexion sank, and he raised his eyes coldly, "Come here."

"I said no."

Song Jingjing simply retreated back to the bed, vigorously lifted up her hair and showed him, "Look, it doesn't matter."

"Brother, don't worry about it."

Song Beilang was unwilling, he was always stubborn.He stretched out his arms to grab...

Song Jingjing simply opened her shoes and shrank to the bed, avoiding them carefully.

This time, Song Beilang was really angry, and immediately grabbed her foot that was too late to escape, and with a little strength, it was enough to pull Song Jingjing back...

She exclaimed, and the wound on her elbow touched the edge of the bed again, and bumped hard.

When she only cared about the pain, she no longer cared about struggling, and was directly pulled to the bedside by the man.

Legs, hanging on the ground.

And the upper body was still on the bed, just lying on his back.

She closed her eyes, held her left elbow with her right hand, and grinned in pain.

Little did he know that Song Beilang had already stopped his movements and was in a daze.

He didn't expect to make a fuss like this, he didn't expect that when he pulled her back, he would also grab the skirt...and the excessive force would tear her and the skirt off.

Although the skirt is still on her body now, the hem of the skirt is already messy and out of shape, and the slender and fair legs fall into sight. Looking up along the clothes, there is also a large area of ​​nakedness in front of her.

All of a sudden, I panicked.

Song Jingjing seemed to hear the rolling sound of Adam's apple, or was someone swallowing something?
She opened her eyes in panic and sat up slowly.

In front of him was a magnified handsome face.

That high nose bridge really met her now.

Even the man's sexy lips met hers only by a hair's breadth.

The breaths of the two were intertwined in the air. In the quiet room, nothing seemed to exist. In the whole world, there were only two people left, and the sound of the increasingly heavy breathing remained...

And his eyes stained with fire!

……

"Exquisite."

Song Beilang's voice was low and hoarse, like the gloomy cello sound in the church. After being deliberately processed, it was so low that it made people worry.

And he even stared straight at her, with deep emotions in his black eyes, like an unfathomable pool of water, no end could be seen no matter what.

Song Jingjing was inexplicably short of breath.

She touched her heart subconsciously, only to realize that her clothes were disheveled, and the palm of her hand touched her skin...

Startled suddenly, he immediately embraced himself with both hands.

Song Beilang didn't expect her to come out, his body trembled slightly, and he wanted to approach her, but he was pushed suddenly, and he fell backwards.

The wheelchair's center of gravity was insufficient, and his field of vision began to spin, and then became uncontrollable...

People always have self-help behaviors subconsciously in critical moments, but Song Beilang waved his hands in the air, trying his best to catch everything at the moment before he fell.

Until the palm touched her arm, she subconsciously grabbed it...

"Bang" sound.

The wheelchair fell to the ground, and Song Jingjing also rushed forward, pressing on top of him.

There is no gap between the two.

Song Beilang frowned, only feeling a little pain from the fall of his head, and the body in his arms was extraordinarily soft, wrapping around him like a waterweed.

As for the cry of pain, it was simply ignored.

In his eyes, only the girl's extraordinarily delicate body, because she was wrapped around her body, made her body gradually become sensitive, and she happened to be sitting in a deadly position.

So he pinched his palm hard, and could only endure it.

"Exquisite, get up."

Song Jingjing nodded, naturally she wanted to get up.

It's just that both hands were injured, and Ben couldn't move.What's more, considering whether he would be naked, he could only lean on him with his whole body.

As if rubbing back and forth...

Song Beilang's complexion was so intense that it almost dripped water.

For a moment, he really wanted to grab this person, turn over hard and put his head down.

But Song Jingjing finally tidied herself up, her cheeks flushed, and she slowly pulled him up, "Brother, are you hurt?"

"No."

There was something unusual in his voice, Song Jingjing's eyes flashed, but she didn't seem to notice it.

Immediately, he sat down obediently, daubed himself with the potion, then dabbed it on his forehead in the mirror, and wiped it casually a few times.

The man sighed slightly, his black eyes flickered, and finally took the cotton swab, his movements became more gentle and cautious.

"Brother, is my injury serious?"

"Ok?"

"Injury. The elbow is very painful."

Song Beilang frowned, and there was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and then he lifted her arm to look at her, and said softly, "Don't get wet, just lift heavy things."

"Will it leave a scar?"

He frowned, and looked carefully again.

At first glance, it was just a skin trauma, but he was not a professional surgeon, so he had no way of judging the appearance of the wound.

I only thought it was a scratch, the injury was not serious...

Then he frowned, and deep furrows formed in his brows, "It hurts?"

"Yes."

Song Jingjing nodded vigorously, her entire face was almost huddled, and she blinked her clear eyes vigorously, "I think we still need to find a doctor."

The man looked at her carefully, but most of his eyes fell on the wound.

Flesh was flying, and there was a lot of blood, it seemed not easy.It's just that there is no problem with the arm movement, and there is no injury to the muscles and bones...

"elder brother?"

"It's fine to see a doctor." After hesitating for a few seconds, Song Beilang finally nodded. Girls are always afraid of leaving scars. Although he looked at the injuries that were not serious, he didn't know what was going on deep inside.

Then he turned around and put away the potion, "If you have any other questions, remember to ask."

"understood."

Song Jingjing was kind and kind, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious. It wasn't until Song Beilang turned around that he suddenly said, "By the way, my back was scratched too... It's not good to find a male doctor."

"Also, find a female doctor."

"uh-huh."

Her eyes were clear, "I think Zhuzhi is not bad!"?
(End of this chapter)