his kisses are sweet

Chapter 228 His eyes are not as longing as before, but the deep pool of thick ink is like magic

Shang Bo at the other end was silent for two seconds, apparently not expecting it to be her who answered the phone.

Shengge listened carefully to the movement in the bathroom, and then said again: "He didn't come out so soon, you can call later!"

"Oh... good!" The other party replied slowly.

She didn't talk nonsense, she hung up the phone directly, saw that Rong Jin's phone showed a low battery status, pulled out the charger and charged it up, and then turned around to continue making the bed.

When the last crease was smoothed out under her fingers, the bathroom door just happened to open, and Rong Jin walked out of it, wiping her hair.

Shengge stood up straight, looked at him and said, "I was annoyed by your phone call, so I answered it."

Rong Jin glanced at the phone that was charging, "Did you make a lot of calls?"

"Well, I'll ask him to call later." Sheng Ge said as he walked towards the bathroom.

Seeing the bathroom door close before his eyes, Rong Jin frowned, walked to the bed and sat down, unplugged the charger, and turned to Shangbo's phone.

"Are you Dr. Gu or Rong Shao?" After the other end was connected, he carefully tested.

"it's me."

Shang Bo quickly corrected his voice, "Young Master Rong, the test results came out. The medicine in Mr. Rong's blood is exactly the same as that of Mr. Rong back then. Judging from the hospital records of that year, the clinical reaction of Mr. Rong is also very similar to that of Mr. Rong back then. , but because the master also suffers from a brain tumor at the same time, the symptoms will be induced in advance. Under normal circumstances, this drug will make people gradually lose consciousness until they completely lose their ability to behave."

He paused for a moment and then spoke again: "Uncle Rong has always controlled the old man's diet, but I heard that Shi Weiwei volunteered to deliver milk a few times when he was in Rong's house. The problem should be her."

Rong Jin's mind flashed over the embarrassment in his eyes when he met Shi Weiwei delivering milk, and he frowned: "Have you found him yet?"

"Someone saw her appearing near the attached courtyard today, but... she was lost." Shang Bo tremblingly said.

Rong Jin pondered for a moment: "Did you mention this to her just now?"

Hearing this, Shang Bo hesitated a bit: "I thought...you were the one answering the phone, that's why... I was talking fast..."

There was a busy tone from the phone, Shang Bo looked at the completely black screen, his right eyelid twitched wildly.

He seems to have an extremely ominous premonition...

Silently opening WeChat, Shangbo sent Xiang Qi a message asking for comfort.

A few seconds later, the message notification sounded, and he couldn't wait to rush over. When he saw the content of the message, he was so startled that his eyes almost popped out.

Because Xiang Qi's reply is very simple, only one sentence: date, no time!

Shang Bo rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then stared at the screen again, only to see that there was another message and a string of URLs on it.

[You can click in to find comfort, don't thank me too much! 】

He clicked the URL strangely, and when the interface opened, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly, what Xiang Qifa gave him was a ****!

With a flick of his fingers, he angrily typed out a line: Officer Xiang, I want to report you for breaking the law!
Almost at the moment when he sent the message, the website message was withdrawn by the other party.

Then, the other party sent a very embarrassing expression.

Shang Bo's eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.

What a great date, what a great...

You know how to bully him as a loner, but you don't know that he lives on the cusp every day!

In this room, Rong Jin hung up the phone, his eyes darkened, he sat there for a long time, before he bent over and took out the cigarette and lighter from the bottom of the drawer.

He put the cigarette in his mouth, and when he was about to light it, his movements paused.

The next moment, he extinguished the lighter and threw the cigarettes into the trash can without hesitation.

When Sheng Ge opened the door and came out, he happened to see this scene.

She froze for a moment before walking towards him, only then did she notice that his hair was still dripping with water, and the water droplets slid down his neck into the edge of his nightgown, soaking it all up.

Rong Jin didn't seem to notice her approaching, he lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing his wet hair, Sheng Ge felt a little displeased. In such a cold weather, how could he let the wet hair go unnoticed? He must catch a cold!
Just thinking about it, I heard Rong Jin coughing under his throat.

It's depressing, and it's hard to hear.

She hadn't heard him cough for a long time, if Li Ma hadn't mentioned it just now, she would have almost forgotten about it.

According to Xiang Qi, it was because of her underlying illness.

My heart suddenly hurts.

Shengge closed his eyes, picked up the dry towel he threw on the bedside without hesitation, and planned to wipe his hair for him.

Unexpectedly, before touching his hair, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, Rong Jin held her hand suddenly, and looked at her with heavy eyes.

Shengge was in a cold sweat from the pain, but when he met his gloomy gaze, he was slightly surprised.

She pursed her lips, watched him and said in a warm voice: "Rong Jin, if you don't put your hand down, I can't wipe your hair."

A strange light passed Rong Jin's pupils, and after a few seconds of being absent-minded, he finally let go of his hand slowly.

The place where his wrist was held was already red, Sheng Ge glanced away before looking away, and spread out a towel to wipe his hair carefully.

In the past, it was Rong Jin who wiped her hair, but now it was her who did it, she just felt a little strange in her heart.

I thought it was a very simple thing, but it was a bit difficult to do. Rong Jin is tall, but now he is sitting upright, Sheng Ge needs to raise his elbows a little to exert his strength.

The result of this is that after a few wipes, the hands are sore.

"Actually, you don't need to sit so straight." She paused, looked at the top of his hair and spoke thoughtfully.

Rong Jin raised his eyes and glanced at her, then suddenly stretched out his hands to hug her waist, he buried his head in her chest, his strength was so tight that he seemed to embed himself into his own bones.

"Do not move."

The two words he almost murmured stopped Shengge's struggling body, she looked down at his head clinging to hers, a little helpless: "But you look like this, I can't wipe your hair."

She still couldn't let him catch a cold in her mind.

Rong Jin quietly lay on her chest without speaking.

Sheng Ge felt that something was wrong with him, so he put down the towel, and used his fingers to touch his hands instead: "Rong Jin, what's wrong with you?"

"It will be fine in a while." There was an imperceptible sadness in his voice.

She opened her mouth, but didn't speak again, gently brushing his half-dry hair with her fingertips, and smoothed it out little by little.

Compared with Qin Ran's stubble, his hair is extraordinarily soft, and it feels extraordinarily comfortable in the palm of his hand.

Sheng Ge thought, so she knew so little about this man, she didn't know that his hair was so soft, she didn't know that he was so fragile, and she didn't know that such an excellent man was able to find her for five years.

This posture was maintained for a long time, until the soles of her feet felt slightly sore.

Rong Jin breathed evenly, as if falling asleep.

After maintaining the original state for another 10 minutes, Sheng Ge couldn't help but move his body. Just as he moved, he felt the hand around his waist tighten again, and Rong Jin slowly raised his head in her embrace.

She cleared her throat, avoiding his gaze with some embarrassment, "My feet are just a little sore."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his body lighten. Rong Jin placed her on his lap, fixed her waist with one big palm to prevent her from slipping down, and rubbed her calf with one hand, with a hoarse voice of: "Is this still sour?"

Shengge nodded under his serious gaze, besides, he made her feel really comfortable.

Rong Jin lowered his eyes, and began to press from the ankle, the movement was very gentle, but as his big palm moved up, his breathing became heavier.

Seeing this, Rong Jin's eyes darkened, he hugged her and got up, lifted the quilt that Sheng Ge had just made, and put her into the soft bed.

His eyes were not as longing as before, as silent as water, but the depths of the deep pool like thick ink attracted Shengge like magic.

At this moment, Rong Jin was covered with a touch of sadness. Sheng Ge had never seen him like this, and he couldn't bear to reject him like this.

Rong Jin hugged her tightly, brushed away her sweaty hair sticking to her forehead, kissed her forehead, and said lovingly: "Are you tired?"

"Tired, more tiring than running ten laps." Sheng Ge quietly curled into his arms, not wanting to move.

These words inexplicably pleased Rong Jin, and he smiled lowly with his chin on her head.

It began to rain patter outside the window, and the cold rain beat on the window glass.

And the bedroom separated by a window is as warm as spring...

When Shengge woke up the next day, she felt as if her whole body was falling apart. In Rong Jin's body last night, she finally realized the profound meaning of being like a wolf like a tiger.

She moved and found a hand wrapped around her waist. Turning her head, she saw a magnified handsome face as expected.

I can't help being a little surprised in my heart, Rong Jin's routine has always been regular, so it's rare to see him not getting out of bed after three hours of the day.

Looking closely like this, Sheng Ge found that his facial features were really well-developed. She paused for a moment, covering his eyes with her fingers, and just stared at the nose and slightly pursed lips under his eyes.

With such a similar outline, there are not many people in the world who are similar. Why didn't she recognize it?

Thinking of Rong Jin's dissatisfied tone when he said that he didn't care about him at the gate of Qing University, Sheng Ge couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She smiled to herself, but she didn't know that Rong Jin had quietly opened her eyes.

"Have you had enough sleep?" He took her hand and bit it on his lips, his voice was hoarse when he just woke up.

"It hurts!" Sheng Ge frowned, and hastily withdrew his hand: "Rong Jin, are you a dog?"

"It's almost as you wished." He responded lightly.

Sheng Ge was dumbfounded: "What?"

Looking at her ignorant expression, Rong Jin reached out and pulled her into his arms again: "Sleepy, sleep again."

"Don't you have to go to work?" She broke his hand.

"today is weekend."

"What time is it? I still don't get up. I don't know what Mama Li and the others will think." She struggled dissatisfied.

"I'm afraid she has thought of it a long time ago, otherwise how could we let us sleep so peacefully until this time?"

Sheng Ge thought about it, she was also tired, so she closed her eyes heavily, feeling that the woman in her arms was no longer moving around, Rong Jin finally hooked the corners of her lips in satisfaction.

Sheng Ge was woken up by the sound of water, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was in the bathroom, and Rong Jin was holding her and washing her body.

Seeing her wake up, there was shame in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I forgot."

Her head was hazy when she just woke up, but this time she was a little confused by his inexplicable words, and looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Rong Jin pursed his lips, and wrapped her tightly with a large bath towel: "I forgot that your period is only a few days away. If I knew, I would have restrained myself last night."

Shengge was taken aback for a moment, and after turning his head for two weeks, he realized what he was talking about. The moment he realized it, his face turned as red as a well-cooked duck.

The sleepy bug had already run away completely, she stood up from her arms and chased him away without tears: "You go out first!"

Rong Jin cleared his throat, got up and left, and when he walked to the door, he tilted his head: "The clean clothes are on the shelf."

"Understood!" Shengge replied angrily, feeling extremely ashamed.

Out of the corner of Rong Jin's eyes, he caught a glimpse of her annoyed expression, and slowly closed the bathroom door, and the moment he put down the doorknob, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

She watched the bathroom door close, and then took off the clothes on the shelf. Just as she was about to put on the clothes, she noticed something was wrong.

That... She didn't seem to bring it in.

No, she didn't come in by herself at all, and Rong Jin, a big man, probably doesn't know about it.

When she wrapped the towel tightly and was about to go out to get it, the bathroom door lock rang, Rong Jin opened the door and walked in, he handed her a package of blue objects, "I think you need this."

Shengge: "..."

Numbly taking the blue object, she thought silently, maybe she underestimated this big man...

Rong Jin saw that she was still undressed, and frowned displeasedly: "Do you need my help?"

"Actually, you can go out now." Sheng Ge looked away uncomfortably.

"It's cold, don't wait too long." After saying that, he turned and left.

When Shengge finished his work and returned to the room, he found Rong Jin staring at the bed in a daze.

"What's the matter?" She walked over suspiciously, and found that his gaze fell on a reddish mark on the bed sheet, and her ears turned red from embarrassment again.

"I'm just thinking about how to deal with this." Rong Jin who was beside her glanced at her and said thoughtfully.

She took a deep breath, reached out and lifted the sheet directly to cover the mark: "I'll just do it."

(End of this chapter)