President, give me back my body!

Ruan Yu's mouth was almost parched with guilt and nervousness, but Song Huaijin grasped the point of her words keenly.

"Did you go last year too?" After a pause, "Then you also met your high school monitor guy at the same table last year?"

The cool words made Ruan Yu's heart skip a beat again.

... What kind of weird point is this man grasping?
After a moment of silence, Ruan Yu frantically organized her words, thinking about what to say.But halfway through thinking about it, she vaguely felt that something was wrong. It was obvious that she had never done anything to be sorry for Song Huaijin or the wife of the president of the Song family.Besides, she and Song Huaijin are also married by agreement, and they will divorce sooner or later.

Song Huaijin is good at everything, but his imposing manner is too strong and the sense of oppression is too strong when his face is paralyzed and cold.If you meet someone who is timid, you may directly scare them into autism.Last time at the restaurant, she was led astray by him in the same way.

After figuring this out, Ruan Yu immediately straightened her back a little, and the guilt in her eyes dissipated a little.

"I've never done anything to be sorry for you." Ruan Yu was a little bit more confident when speaking.

"I know." After finishing speaking, Song Huaijin added with some disdain, "I don't think you can do those things with your courage and unfeminine appearance."

Ruan Yu: "..."

No, where is she confused and unfeminine?
Subconsciously put her hands on her hips, Ruan Yu wanted to argue with him.

But Song Huaijin glanced over again coolly, his eyes just stopped on her hands that were on her hips, and she frowned, "Put your hands down, don't use my body to do these strange and pussy movements."

Ruan Yu choked on the words in his mouth, habitually put down his hands for a long time according to his words, and stuck them to his side peacefully.

When he reacted, it was another spurt at himself.Slavery, this is a kind of slavishness produced after being oppressed by Song Huaijin for a long time.Once I let go of my hand, wouldn't my momentum weaken, bah!

Suppressing the unstoppable anger in her heart, Ruan Yu tried to reason rationally with Song Huaijin: "Then since you know, why did you agree to Liu Mengting to go to the classmate reunion like you were going to catch a traitor?"

"Help you, maintain, interpersonal relationships." After finishing speaking word by word, Song Huaijin withdrew her gaze from Ruan Yu, looked down at Banlu's chest that had already been smeared with medicinal wine, and pulled up the half-faded body on her body. The skirt covered it.

Ruan Yu blushed immediately, and Song Huaijin's action made her even forget to complain about the previous sentence about maintaining interpersonal relationships.

"Don't look!"

Song Huaijin calmly put down her hand, looked away, and looked up at Ruan Yu again: "What's the matter, I haven't seen anything on you now?" After a pause, "Besides, it's just you, Ma Pingchuan, what is worthy of me?" Did you look at it to take advantage of it?"

The tone is frank and natural.

But it made Ruan Yu's face turn red again, half from anger, half from embarrassment.

"This...at most, it's not that plump. It's flat, but it's still a bit curved, okay?" Ruan Yu argued.

Song Huaijin raised her eyebrows, looked down again, and even covered it with her hand to feel it.After feeling it, he put down his hand again and raised his head, "Are you sure it's a little curved?"

His expression was more natural, and there was no ambiguity or other meaning in his eyes.It seems that he just did this action casually, just to prove that Ruan Yu's chest is small, and he didn't have any other thoughts.

"You, I... Okay, I count you as ruthless." Enraged by Song Huaijin's hooliganism, Ruan Yu couldn't say anything else for a long time, and finally had to leave that sentence and put the table on the table. He picked up the medicinal wine and cotton swabs and walked out of the bedroom door.

That is called walking with the wind, full of aura.

The ugly expression on his face even frightened Wang Ma downstairs.

"Are you all right, master?"

After getting Ruan Yu's negative answer, Wang Ma silently took the medicinal wine bottle and cotton swab from Ruan Yu's hands and put them away.

At the same time, Wang Ma became a little worried about "Ruan Yu".Looking at the young master like this, I hope it's not because he quarreled with the young mistress.

……

night.

In the ward after the lights were turned off, there was only a faint light coming from the half-closed door. Coupled with the surrounding white walls, white sheets and some pungent disinfectant smell, it looked a bit cold.

Especially tonight it was very windy, in order to keep the air in the house fresh, the windows were not completely closed.There was a gust of moderate wind blowing in from the window, and the white curtains fluttered up and down, which seemed a little weird.

Waking up from the pain of the wound, Tian Ying, who couldn't sleep, saw the dangling curtains, and felt slightly terrified.

She is not afraid of the dark, nor does she believe in ghosts.But when I thought that this was a hospital, and that so many people had died in the hospital, even if I didn't believe it, I still couldn't help being afraid.

Among the two nurses, one went to rest, while the other was leaning on the accompanying bed next to him because of fatigue, dozing off slightly.

Tian Ying looked at the sleepy look of the little nurse, and finally gave up the idea of ​​waking her up to chat with her.

During the day, she also chatted with the two nurses. Knowing that the two are poor and young, it is not easy to make money in a big city, and they have suffered a lot.

Now, seeing that she was sleeping soundly, and it happened to be the middle of the night, I didn't have the heart to call her.

Besides, the hospital also told me during the day that after anesthesia, wound pain is a normal phenomenon, and it passed after I endured it.Now wake up the little nurse, the wound hurts too, there is no other way to relieve it.

Resisting the urge to cry out in pain, Tian Ying lay on the bed, in a daze, thinking about something on her mind.

The release of spring trends, design, family, future...these things or people flashed through Tian Ying's mind one by one.

Suddenly, a beam of white light seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

Tian Ying's eyes flickered for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable, she closed her eyes.Open it again, but there is no light at all, as if the beam of light just now was just an illusion.

Tian Ying was a little puzzled.He turned his gaze to the ajar door of the ward, but found nothing. The door was still ajar, and a white light came in from the outside. It was exactly the same as before, and it hadn't moved a bit.

strangeness.

Tian Ying turned her head to the right again.

Looking at it, he suddenly saw a black figure standing outside the window. Through the white curtains, he couldn't see who it was, only the fluttering white hair and the figure of a woman could be seen.

Tian Ying's breathing froze for an instant, and her already frightened heart was suddenly pulled up.

Who is the person outside the window, why is she standing there in the middle of the night, why does she always feel that that person is standing there staring at her, is it her own illusion, did "she" just pass by and stop there by chance, or... Tian Ying dare not Thinking about it further, he just faced the figure outside the window, and didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear that if he blinked, he might miss or see something he shouldn't see.

Suddenly, the figure outside the window seemed to raise his hand, and stretched it out towards the direction of the ward.