his kisses are sweet

Chapter 162 After all, you never believed me [3000+]

Shengge was a little taken aback, "What?"

"If not, how could you faint from exhaustion?"

"..." She didn't know how to answer. Her appetite has not been very good for the past six months, and she often needs sleeping pills to help her sleep at night, so her resistance is very weak.

And the past few days, his thoughts have been mixed, and he has been relying on a will to support him. The moment he saw him, he suddenly fell apart.

Shengge thought mockingly, no matter how much she rejected him, she would always rely on him subconsciously.

Rong Jin stared at her with a gloomy expression for a moment, then got up: "Go wash up and come out for dinner."

Seeing his leaving back, Sheng Ge sighed faintly, lifted the quilt, and when his feet were about to stand up, he felt dizzy for a while, and sat back down heavily.

Hearing the movement, Rong Jin paused, then turned and walked towards her, "The high fever just subsided, can't stand up?"

She nodded awkwardly: "It will be fine in a while."

He thought for a few seconds, then picked her up and walked to the bathroom without hesitation: "I'll take you there."

The movement was done in one go, so fast that she had no time to refuse.

Rong Jin put her down by the sink, and held her waist loosely so that she would not go limp.

The mirror on the sink reflected her distressed appearance at this time.

It was only then that Sheng Ge realized that the wedding dress had been taken off, replaced by a clean cotton nightdress, loose and loose, with nothing on inside.

Her long straight black hair has also been washed, and the soft hair hangs down on her shoulders.

Who did these things, you don't need to think about it.

She looked ashamed, and went to break his hand: "I'm fine, you go out first!"

He didn't let her go as he wished, but just let go to facilitate her activities: "Uncomfortable?"

Can you be comfortable?

Sheng Ge wanted to cry, but Rong Jin clasped her waist, and the two of them were very close, as long as they moved a little, they would stick to him.

The hand around her waist tightened, and the man behind him spoke slowly, his words calm and unwavering: "What? Need help?"

"Uh...no need."

She noticed that the toiletries here are for two people. It seems that the decoration is not the result of a day or two. There are people living here!
Rong Jin?

She gritted her teeth, quickly took the brand new toothbrush, brushed her teeth, and washed her face.

The reason why they are so eager is because the posture of the two of them is really fascinating!
Compared to her bewilderment, Rong Jin seemed much calmer.

"Okay?" His voice rang in her ears, and her scorching breath spread on the back of her neck, blowing a thin goosebump.

She couldn't help shrinking her neck, and said vaguely, "Okay."

Rong Jin's eyes deepened, and the hand around her waist tightened suddenly: "Is it your intention for Shen Shu to inform Xiang Qi?"

Her thoughts returned in an instant, and the blush on Sheng Ge's face slowly dissipated. After she gave a faint "um", she stopped talking.

"why?"

"I don't want to be forced to be so passive by my elder brother."

"Just because of that?"

"Ah."

Rong Jin turned her body and forced her to look directly into his eyes: "I thought you already had the answer?"

Shengge looked at his face close at hand, and sneered, "I have the answer, but I'm afraid you don't want to hear it."

He held her face, and stroked her cheeks with his fingers, "Tell me."

She covered the back of his hand, her palm was slightly cold, and her voice was firm and firm: "The answer is that I am married to Zhao Jiaming."

"The wedding has been ruined by me." His fingers slid on the corners of her dry lips, where dead skin formed due to high fever and dehydration, and the skin was a little soft just after touching the water.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he tore off the layer of dead skin.

Sheng Ge frowned in pain, but still looked at him stubbornly: "So what? The ceremony has been completed, this is already an unchangeable fact, not to mention, in the eyes of outsiders, I am just Qin Ge."

The ink in Rong Jin's eyes welled up, he took a deep breath, and pressed her against the sink: "Gu Shengge, are you going to force me to death?"

The cold tiles were pressed against the waist, and she trembled all over, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth: "I forced you? Let me ask you, you are on a business trip to England, why is Shi Weiwei with you?"

Shengge's ten fingernails fell into the palm of his hand, trying to restrain his reason: "You said you would give me time to think about it, and I foolishly agreed, and even really thought about it seriously, but what are you doing? In the name of a business trip, with other women Fuck the bed? Rong Jin, it was you who violated your original intention first, why do you say I forced you?"

Rong Jin's eyes turned cold, and his eyes locked on her: "How do you know about Shi Weiwei?"

She sneered: "If you want others to be unaware, you have to do nothing! There is no impenetrable wall in this world, let alone someone deliberately punching a hole in the wall!"

Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and Rong Jin's slightly narrowed eyes were full of obscurity that she couldn't understand.

"Called me?"

Sheng Ge turned her head away, she remained silent, which was equivalent to acquiescing.

The ink color in Rong Jin's eyes became thicker and colder: "Shi Weiwei picked it up?"

Looking at her reaction, he already guessed why.

"I was splashed with red wine that day. As my temporary assistant, she went to the dry cleaner to pick up my clothes before entering my room."

He even knows?

Shengge felt fooled, she looked up at him angrily: "Why didn't you explain to me then?"

"I don't have one?" Rong Jin said with a hint of sarcasm.

Her face turned pale. After that day, she set her mobile phone to reject all strange calls.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the sound of dripping water from her unscrewed faucet was particularly abrupt.

Rong Jin stared at her deeply: "Gu Shengge, in the final analysis, you have never believed me, in the past and now, so in your eyes, I am so untrustworthy?"

Shengge trembled all over, and her lips, which were dehydrated due to fever, looked even more terrifying at this moment. She closed her eyes, and since she wanted to make it clear, she had to solve it all at once.

"Someone sent a photo of a stack of beds to Mrs. Gu, and the protagonists are you and Shi Weiwei."

With a pain in his waist, Rong Jin exerted great strength: "Do you believe it?"

Sheng Ge leaned on the sink weakly: "Rong Jin, the photo is not synthetic, the man in the photo has a mole exactly like yours on the back of his heart, because it is you."

Rong Jin's brows tightened, and he let her go: "I will investigate this matter."

After all, he walked out of the bathroom first.

Shengge closed his eyes, leaned on the wall and walked out.

There was a smell of rice in the living room, but she had no appetite at all.

Turning around and going back to the bed, wrapped in the quilt, and closed his eyes.

She wanted to sleep, but even though she was exhausted after the high fever, she was very conscious.

She could clearly hear footsteps behind her.

A piece of the bed collapsed, Sheng Ge frowned, indifferent.

"Sister Qin, are you asleep?"

A crunchy child's voice came, Sheng Ge opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head and saw Qin Ran's small face as expected.

After being surprised, she quickly got up and checked him from top to bottom.

After Li Zhen transferred him to another hospital, she never saw him again. At this time, Qin Ran's face was a little pale, but he was recovering well after the operation.

It's time to leave the hospital.

Shengge breathed a sigh of relief: "Ran Ran, why are you here?"

"After Uncle Li transferred me to another hospital, I haven't seen Sister Qin. A few days ago, a police uncle came and said that Sister Qin asked him to come to me, and then..." Qin Ran wrung his fingers and stopped talking.

Sheng Ge looked at Rong Jin who walked in with a bowl, and immediately understood that he was hesitant to speak.

The police uncle is Xiang Qi, and the only one who can discharge him from the hospital and bring him here is Rong Jin.

Rong Jin approached, and gave Qin Ran a faint look: "You go out first."

Qin Ran struggled for a moment, then decisively hugged Sheng Ge's arm: "No, I want to stay with Sister Qin."

He raised his eyes slightly, and there was a sense of oppression in his voice: "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Eat." Qin Ran lowered his head, his voice was like a mosquito, but he refused to let go of the arm holding Sheng Ge.

Shengge rubbed his head and remained silent.

Rong Jin glanced at him, did not speak again, but sat down on the bedside with a bowl.

Sheng Ge looked at the spoon he handed over, turned her face away: "I don't want to eat."

Rong Jin kept his gestures motionless, but glanced at Qin Ran inadvertently.

The latter shrank her head and shook her arm: "Sister Qin, eat something, you've been asleep for three days!"

"Three days?"

"That's right, I had a fever of more than 40 degrees last night, and Teacher Rong didn't sleep all night..."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Rong Jin and didn't continue talking.

Sheng Ge looked at Rong Jin suspiciously, and as expected, he saw a faint blue in his eyes.

Rong Jin stirred the porridge in the bowl without raising his head: "Qin Ran, you need to rest."

After saying that, Qin Ran said "Oh" unwillingly, but obediently got out of bed and walked outside.

Shengge looked at his shrinking back, and frowned.

　One more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)