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

Chapter 327 Will it Hurt Her?

The flight information of Song Jingjing and Song Beilang was sent to Song Yixian immediately.

Song Yixian was lying on the bed with an ice pack on his forehead.

Last time, because I slept with Xiaocheng, I couldn't control myself, and the cold water was too strong, so that I had a fever the next day.

Liang Jincheng was by the side of the bed, imitating how Song Yixian took care of herself on weekdays, taking care of Song Yixian.

Holding a cup of hot water in her hand, she blew on the cup, "Hey, drink water..."

After a period of treatment, Liang Jincheng was able to communicate with others without any problems.

Even for the family members, they no longer have the previous fear, and accept them one by one.

She is now imitating Song Yixian's way of drinking hot water for herself, but she has never had the patience of Song Yixian to blow a glass of water until it is warm.

Song Yixian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to rub Liang Jincheng's hair, and said softly, "Xiaocheng, help me find Zhuzhi, okay?"

Liang Jincheng shook her head, frowning slightly on her fair face, "Not good..."

"what happened?"

"I didn't drink the water..."

Zhuzhi said that people with fever should drink more hot water to get better immediately.

Looking at the steaming water, Song Yixian really couldn't eat it, "The water is too hot."

Liang Jincheng looked at the hot water in the cup, thought for a while, and hurriedly looked for another cup.

Then he poured the hot water back and forth, maybe three or five times, and the glass of water cooled down.

"whee."

Liang Jincheng handed him the cup again.

Song Yixian gulped it down in one gulp. After drinking the water, his dry throat felt much better.

"Can you tell me that Zhuzhi has been found?"

Still unwilling, Liang Jincheng put the cup aside and climbed onto the bed, leaning against Song Yixian's arms.

Put your hands on his waist.

After she fell ill, her mind was a little unclear, but she clearly remembered everything that happened with Song Yixian.

Last time, after she accidentally saw a health care expert on TV saying that sleeping naked is good for her body, she also slept like this.

But it was after she fell asleep like this that Song Yixian fell ill.

That day, he hugged her to sleep, but in the middle of the night, he went to the bathroom to take a shower several times, and every time he came back from the shower, his body was icy cold.

Liang Jincheng was taken aback by the cold touch. She thought he was cold, so she used her body to warm him up.

It's just that the more she is like that, the more uncomfortable Song Yixian will be.

The scorching heat in his heart and the coldness of his body were constantly impacting, causing the man like steel to fall down.

But even if it falls down, it can still stand up somewhere.

Liang Jincheng was a poison that Song Yixian couldn't quit.

"What's wrong?" Song Yixian asked softly, feeling Liang Jincheng's mood was not right.

Liang Jincheng pouted her rosy lips, looking really unhappy, "You...don't like me anymore?"

"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Liang Jincheng lowered her head and said, "You haven't slept with me these few days..."

Without Song Yixian's company, she couldn't sleep well every night, and there was an extra layer of dark circles under her eyes.

Song Yixian was startled, sighed lightly, and explained: "I'm sick, you know, I'm afraid of infecting you."

"But, you let Zhuzhi come to accompany you." The little girl was a little jealous, and the taste of her words was also sour.

Liang Jincheng put her hands on the quilt, drawing small circles, looking very angry.

Song Yixian laughed out loud, but his body was still very weak, and he also coughed out a sound while laughing.

When Liang Jincheng got nervous, she immediately got up from Song Yixian's arms, patted him on the back, and said, "I'll ask Zhuzhi to take care of you."

Zhuzhi is a doctor, so she must be better at taking care of people than she is.

Thinking of this, she felt that she was so useless, so it was no wonder Song Yixian didn't like herself.

A trace of loneliness flashed across the girl's face was also captured by Song Yixian. Liang Jincheng was about to leave when his little hand was caught by his big hand, "Wait a minute."

Liang Jincheng looked back at Song Yixian in a daze, her head turned to one side, and a few strands of hair fell to her forehead.

I have to say that Liang Jincheng's appearance is even better after restoration. Her eyes are clear and the corners of her mouth are raised in a natural state, which is very beautiful.

It's the way Song Yixian likes it.

Although he was ill, he took care of Liang Jincheng's emotions all the time, and pulled her into his arms again. The man's lips were pressed against her ears, and his voice was soft and soft: "Don't call me Zhu now." Got it, I feel a little tired and want to sleep, can you accompany me?"

When Liang Jincheng heard this, her heart felt hot, she grinned, and gave an extremely positive answer, "Okay."

Well, well, Liang Jincheng got into the quilt proactively, and put Song Yixian's hand on her soft chest.

At home, she wasn't used to wearing something with an underwire, which always strangled her.

So now under a cartoon pajamas, nothing hinders.

Her chest was where his big hands always liked to be placed.

So she just did it on a whim.

Maybe Liang Jincheng didn't feel anything in his mind, but for Song Yixian, a normal man, such subtle movements were undoubtedly not leading him to want to commit a crime.

"Xiaocheng, what are you doing?" Song Yixian asked.

Liang Jincheng smiled and said, "Don't you usually like to hug me to sleep like this? You seem to like this place very much. Although sometimes it makes me so itchy that I can't sleep, it doesn't matter, as long as you like it."

Song Yixian only thought about that when Liang Jincheng was sleeping soundly, and only when she was unconscious did she go back and do some bold actions.

But she didn't want to, she knew all about it.

Song Yixian coughed worse, his face flushed from coughing.

Seeing him like that, Liang Jincheng was very worried, "What's the matter, is it particularly uncomfortable, let Zhuzhi take care of you."

Song Yixian covered her mouth with one hand and coughed, while holding Liang Jincheng with the other, preventing her from leaving.

After he finished coughing and straightened his breathing, he wrapped Liang Jincheng in his arms again, and then leaned sideways on her body.

"Xiao Cheng, when do you usually fall asleep at night?"

Song Yixian asked.

Liang Jincheng's cheeks were flushed, and she was a little shy unconsciously, "Well, I don't know, maybe when you massaged me, when I pressed the top comfortably, I fell asleep without knowing it."

Song Yixian has always wanted to hide these things, but she actually knew about them a long time ago.

I can't help but feel that the patience during this period is actually meaningless.

"Xiaocheng, do you like me treating you like that?"

Liang Jincheng was taken aback, her round eyes rolled around in her sockets, and she asked, "Can you give me a massage?"

Treat that kind of thing as a massage for now, Song Yixian nodded.

Liang Jincheng also nodded, "Well, I really like it, let me know that you are by my side."

It will put her at ease.

Song Yixian thought about it, and then asked, "If it wasn't me who gave you the massage, but someone else, would you still like it?"

He wants to ask clearly whether she likes physical comfort or dependence on him.

Liang Jincheng thought for a while, "Well, I don't know."

Song Yixian frowned, and glanced out of the window. There were bodyguards in black standing outside the window. Those bodyguards were wearing black suits and black sunglasses all the year round, looking rigid and dull.

Liang Jincheng had always disliked those people.

Then he asked, "If the bodyguard outside treated you like this, would you still like it?"

Xiaocheng immediately frowned, and shook her head quickly, "I don't like it, but I hate it."

Song Yixian smiled in satisfaction, and then asked: "Then when I kiss you, will you like it?"

Seeing Liang Jincheng nod her head shyly, Song Yixian's heart seemed to bloom like a flower.

But happiness seems to be just that momentary.

Because Song Yixian knew that he couldn't take her like this when she was unclear.

But I asked myself in my heart, why can't I want her when she is not clear?

I can't explain a reason, but I feel like it is.

Man, it's very contradictory.

It's just hard to do whatever you want.

Can't help but feel sad, because of Liang Jincheng's appearance, Song Yixian can no longer return to the former strong and decisive president of Huanqiu Group.

When he was tempted and wanted to suppress this thought, Liang Jincheng hooked his neck, and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

"Then do you like me to kiss you?"

Like many young couples, the conversation between the two is simple and meaningless.

But just such a question and answer can also make the two of them feel inexplicably happy.

Song Yixian did not answer her question directly, but expressed it with actions.

Kissing lightly and lightly, always can't satisfy him.

The simple and profound feeling is what he wants, and the sticky taste is exchanged between his lips and teeth.

Sweet and pleasant.

Leaning on Liang Jincheng's hand, his big hand was placed on her chest.

In fact, he not only likes that position, he also likes her whole body.

White and tender neck, sexy butterfly bones, smooth fragrant shoulders, towering softness.

Yangliu's slender waist and slender straight legs all add up to form Xiaocheng who is as attractive to Song Yixian.

"Xiaocheng..." suddenly called out, with strong love words.

The posture between the two is so ambiguous.

"I've infected you with a cold, what should I do?" He said, but the kisses on his lips didn't stop.

One after another, it was like a wave of electric current passed through Liang Jincheng's body, making her feel numb.

She may not know what Song Yixian is worried about, but she is not at all disgusted with such an intimate contact with Song Yixian, and she is even happy.

"Zhuzhi is so powerful, he can definitely cure you, I'm not afraid of infection."

"But I'm afraid of hurting you."

"How could you hurt me, Xian is the best person to me, the best person to Xiaocheng in the world."

In a word, sweet and greasy.

The two hug each other, separated by two layers of thin shirts.

A certain emotion was brewing in the man's heart.

I'm hesitating whether to explode...

I have endured it for a long time, if it erupts all of a sudden, will it hurt her?

Song Yixian is not sure.

(End of this chapter)