After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Aunt Yin also kindly sent the two of them to the door of the room, and said: "I put the pajamas and toiletries outside for you, and you can see them when you enter the room."

"In addition, you drank a lot of alcohol, so don't boil the bath water so hot, and don't wash for too long, be careful not to feel uncomfortable."

"Okay, I won't disturb the rest of you two. Good night."

Aunt Yin went downstairs, Song Jing and Shi Yan stood at the door of the opened room, and didn't go inside for a while.

Shi Yan coughed lightly, "It's so late, it's not appropriate to trouble Aunt Yin to tidy up a room, why don't you make it up tonight?"

Song Jing didn't say a word, entered the room first, took the pajamas on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Jing'er, you drank a lot, don't wash for too long." Shi Yan reminded.

Song Jing hugged his pajamas, glanced back at him coldly, and went into the bathroom.

Shi Yan then walked into the room, turned around and closed the door.

Song Jing's eyes looked fierce just now, but in fact the focus of his eyes was not sharp, and he could already see a little drunk.

The reason why he can still act as usual now is probably because all the alcohol in the wine he drank has not been fully recovered.

Aunt Yin knew Song Jing's character, so the sheets and quilts she prepared were simple and plain.

Shi Yan turned around and found that there was still a thermostatic kettle with boiling water on the bedside table in the room. The current temperature was 45, which was just right.

Thinking about coming, Aunt Yin also knew that Song Jing would drink a lot of wine with Uncle Yin every time he came, so all these were prepared in advance.

Shi Yan sat down by the bed, feeling the most comfortable since this period of time.

After all, he still likes to stay with Song Jing.

After a while, the bathroom door hadn't been opened yet, Shi Yan was a little worried, and knocked on the door.

"Song Jing, have you washed yet?"

There is no sound in the bathroom, and the sound of water can't be heard.

Shi Yan was startled and wanted to open the door, but the bathroom door clicked open from the inside, Song Jing came out with wet hair and looked at him coldly.

Shi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, Song Jing passed him and was about to go straight to bed.

Shi Yan hurried into the bathroom and took out a dry towel, "Wipe the water off your hair first."

Song Jing didn't reach out, Shi Yan tentatively asked, "May I wipe it for you?" He had done this kind of thing before.

Song Jing drooped his thick eyelashes and said nothing.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Shi Yan took a step forward, covered Song Jing's head with a dry towel, and began to wipe her hair.

Song Jing didn't move, nor did he wave his hand away.

Shi Yan was happy for a moment, and after wiping her hair with a towel, she went to the bathroom and took out the hair dryer.

Song Jing was still sitting by the bed, although there was no expression on her face, but Shi Yan somehow felt that she was a little obedient.

I also know to wait for him to come back and dry his hair.

Shi Yan used a hair dryer to blow Song Jing's hair, and his fingers ran through her soft and long black hair, and his heart softened.

After drying her hair, Shi Yan poured her another half a glass of warm water, "Drink some warm water and go to bed."

Song Jing took the warm water and drank it in one gulp.

Shi Yan took the cup and put it on the bedside, "Go to sleep. I'll go wash up."

Song Jing didn't speak, Shi Yan took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

He remembered that Song Jing might be drunk, and he was afraid that she would vomit or something, so he took a shower and brushed his teeth very quickly.

After washing up, he thought Song Jing had already gone to bed, but Song Jing was still sitting by the bed, not even moving his position.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Shi Yan stepped forward and asked softly, "Do you feel unwell?"

"Yeah." Song Jing finally spoke, his voice was a bit vague with a lazy tone after drunkenness.

Hearing what she said, Shi Yan knew that Song Jing was pretending to be drunk when he was in the Hongmeng Hotel.

Because her state at this time is completely different from that at that time.

Shi Yan's voice was softer, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"Here." Song Jing lowered his eyelashes, raised his hand to hold the position of his heart, "It hurts here."

Shi Yan's heart tightened, Song Jing meant that her heart ached.

Song Jing repeated again, "It hurts here." This time, there was already a faint cry in the voice, and tears dripped from her lower eyelashes, just hitting the back of Shi Yan's outstretched hand.

Shi Yan's fingers trembled as if they were burned by magma.

"Jing'er..." Shi Yan's voice tightened.

Song Jing opened his eyes and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Why did you stab a knife in my heart? I am in so much pain that I am dying of pain, do you know that?"

"I'm sorry. Baby, I'm sorry. It's all my fault, damn it."

Shi Yan couldn't stand Song Jing like this, he hugged her distressedly, "I deserve to die."

"You don't deserve to die, it's me who should die." Song Jing shook his head in his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

Shi Yan was about to die of distress, he let go of Song Jing, and held her face in his hands, "Honey, the matter is already like this, let's not pursue it, okay?"

"I know that if the two of us were reversed, you would make the same decision as me."

"So, let's not get entangled, and spend the rest of the time together, okay?"

"Not good." Song Jing pouted, "I will definitely save you."

Shi Yan panicked, and his first thought was to exchange blood.

"Honey, I've already asked Master, the blood between the two of us can only be exchanged once, you don't want to exchange blood from me again, or both of us will die."

When Shi Yan asked this question, he was afraid that Song Jing would know the truth in advance and would exchange blood with him.

Shi Yan was really relieved when he heard that he could only change it once and not again.

"Medicine." Song Jing blinked his eyes.

When Shi Yan heard that it was medicine, he felt relieved.

"Now it's really me who is sick, and you have medicine to cure it."

"No." Song Jing shook his head again, "The medicine...the medicine hasn't been researched yet."

Shi Yan found out that Song Jing was inexplicably cute when he was drunk, and he was willing to tell him what was hidden in his heart, so he couldn't help but lead someone, and sat down next to her, "It's okay, then I'll wait for you to research the medicine."

"It's done." Song Jing turned to look at him, his eyes were full of seriousness, "You have to wait for me, don't hide anymore."

"Okay." Shi Yan nodded, "I will never hide again, and will always be by your side, okay?"

"Okay." Song Jing sniffed, "If you keep talking, I will... I really don't want you."

"Then do you still want me now?"

"Yes!" Song Jing was very sure, nodding heavily.

Shi Yan's heart softened into one piece, his chest was full of tenderness, and he couldn't help reaching out to caress Song Jing's beautiful cheek.

Song Jing looked at him with wandering eyes, but very serious.

Shi Yan propped up the bed with one hand, leaned over, and kissed her lips that smelled of alcohol and had a bit of toothpaste on them.

The thick and heavy love for each other collided, and the soft and shallow kiss that was originally intended to be parted at the touch of a touch gradually deepened, and the movements became more and more intense and profound.

Song Jing climbed Shi Yan like a drowning man.

Shi Yan knelt in front of Song Jing with a pious expression, like a saint on pilgrimage.

This is his god, his treasure, and the one and only thing he is willing to sacrifice his life for.