After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

After arriving at the hotel, Song Wenjing parked the car directly in the underground parking lot.

When she got out of the car, Nian Zhi moved her toes. In fact, the soles of her feet were throbbing and painful. If it hadn't been so painful all the way, she would have fallen asleep leaning on the back of the chair just now.

But when she got out of the car, she still endured it and kept silent.

As soon as her bare feet stepped on the ground, she couldn't help but make a hissing sound. It was so painful that she couldn't step on it. She stretched out her hand to hold the car door, and her legs were shaking.

Song Wenjing looked at her little face and wrinkled up in pain. He reached out and took out the jacket from the back seat, draped it on her body, then bent down and hugged her sideways.

Nian Zhi whispered, but her hands instinctively grabbed his shirt, "...Put me down, this is not good."

"Are you sure you can still leave?"

Song Wenjing held her in his arms and strode towards the elevator entrance. Nian Zhi was extremely nervous. She nestled in his arms and looked around from time to time. She had suffered a loss just now. She was careless now. If someone saw her, Given their identities, such an intimate act was naturally not good.

"...It's okay for me to walk slowly. It's not good for you to let me down. It's not good for others to see you."

"There's no one else here."

Song Wenjing walked to the elevator on the left and pressed the door door button. As soon as the double doors opened, he walked in with Nian Zhi in his arms.

Nian Zhi was even more nervous. As soon as she saw him entering the elevator, she buried her face in his chest, wearing his large suit jacket, which could just cover her upper body.

She held one side of his shirt with one hand, and circled his neck with the other. Her muffled voice came right from his heart, "Well, there are cameras in the elevator. You... put your back on it, you will be photographed. of."

Her voice was originally relatively soft. Even if she occasionally lost her temper and cursed people at high decibels, it didn't seem cold enough. But when she deliberately lowered her voice and spoke softly, it was even more tinged. It has a bit of glutinous flavor, which is particularly delicious.

Song Wenjing felt that when he was holding her now, she was lying on his chest, holding on to his body tightly, as if she relied on him wholeheartedly, and her soft voice seemed to be in his ears. It was as if it was in his heart, with a bit of magic, slowly seeping in...

He was such a tough man, but at this moment, he was helpless. He really had no choice but to let the tones that made him unable to extricate himself seep into the depths of his heart.

And when she spoke, her lips moved, like magical feathers, brushing across his body.

He felt himself numb.

"It won't be photographed."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but move closer to the hiding women in his arms. The elevator dinged and he stepped out, "Don't be afraid, we're already here."

When Nian Zhi raised her head, she happened to look into his deep eyes. There were many emotions beating in them, but all the emotions were wrapped in a reflection of herself. She was so embarrassed, and she was so blushing...

Her heart beat suddenly faster, and a voice in her heart loudly told her - don't look, he doesn't look like a human being anymore.

Subconsciously, she hid her face on his chest again, her voice was very low, muffled, and soft, "...No way, you are still walking, lie to me!"

In fact, such a tone clearly smacks of coquettishness.

Song Wenjing's heart warmed, and she walked to the door of the room. He reached out from under her clothes, took out the room card, sensed it, kicked open the door, carried her in, and put her on the bed.

It's safe, but this room doesn't seem to belong to her.

Nian Zhi struggled to get out of bed, and Song Wenjing reached out and held her shoulders, "What are you doing?"

He was already squatting in front of her, reaching out to hold her ankle, and was about to check the injury on the sole of her foot.

Nian Zhi felt her ankle being pressed by him, and her heart beat faster. His fingertips were slightly cold, but his palm was very warm. The warmth was transmitted to her ankle, and then slowly rose up, and it seemed that she was here again. Her limbs were all broken, she blushed and moved, "...don't touch my feet."

My grandma seemed to have told me when I was a child——

Girls' feet cannot be touched by men casually.

At that time, she innocently asked: "Why?"

Grandma smiled and told herself, "Because if I hold your feet, I will also hold your heart."

Nian Zhi's heart beat faster.

"How can I check your wounds without pressing your feet?"

Song Wenjing didn't know that this little woman had already made countless detours in her heart.

He was frowning now, lifting the sole of her foot to inspect the wounds. If he raised his head, he would definitely be able to see Nian Zhi's face, which was filled with shyness.

"I, I will go to the hospital myself." She moved her feet again, but this time she didn't forget to bend down and reached out to push away his hand that was squeezing her ankle. "Let go. Don't hold it. I won't." Comfortable."

"pain?"

Song Wenjing frowned, raised her head, and said without any distracting thoughts, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Let me help you take a look. There are many small wounds on the soles of your feet. Of course you need to go to the hospital for examination, but you have to clean the wounds now, otherwise it will take a long time. Yes, these gravels are always stuck on the soles of the feet, and they will be infected with bacteria."

As he spoke, he reached for the landline phone on the bedside table, dialed the number at the front desk, and ordered, "Send some alcohol and cotton to my room."

"It might hurt a little for a while, please bear with it." It was probably a little hot. As he spoke, he reached out and pulled off the dark purple scarf at the collar, threw it aside, and stood up, "I'll go inside and get some water for you. .”

Nian Zhi opened her mouth to say something, but Song Wenjing had already rolled up her shirt sleeves and walked towards the bathroom.

He came out after a while, holding a basin in his hand with a little water in it. He squatted down in front of her again with dignity, put the basin of water at her feet, and said, Put your feet in and wash them first."

Nian Zhi watched him bring her foot-washing water very naturally. She felt all kinds of feelings in her heart, but she still refused to put her feet in.

"Huh?" Song Wenjing saw that she had not moved and looked awkward, and he didn't know what she was thinking. He raised his head and frowned, "What? Are you afraid of pain?"

After a pause, he laughed briefly again, "Are you still afraid of the pain? Just now I saw you were so majestic and high-spirited when you were walking on the road, but now you are afraid of the pain? Put it in, otherwise it will take a while More troublesome."

"It's not that I'm afraid of pain. I can do it myself. Can you send me back to my room?"

Her room was next to his, and he should have sent her directly back to his room just now.

"Is there a difference here?"

Song Wenjing simply stood up and looked at her condescendingly, "Aren't you used to the water here? Or are you not used to the bed here? I didn't ask you to do anything. I just cleaned your wounds. Could it be that you still asked me to follow you? Do you feel comfortable in the room?"

"That was not what I meant!"

Nian Zhi retorted somewhat stubbornly, "...I mean, I can take care of myself. I can also do the wounds on the soles of my feet myself."

"How do you do it?" Song Wenjing crossed her arms and sneered, "You should show me."

When Nian Zhi raised his head, he saw a disdainful expression on his face, as if a dog bit Lu Dongbin and didn't recognize a good heart.

Although she did want to admit that at this moment, she didn't recognize the good heart. However, isn't the relationship between her and him a boss and a subordinate, a sister-in-law and an eldest brother?

There is no way this kind of behavior could happen between them.

Otherwise, what is this?

"I have hands and feet, but it's just the small wounds on the soles of my feet. Why can't I get rid of them? I'm going back to my room."

Nian Zhizhi bit her lip and gritted her teeth. She no longer cared about so much. She put her hands on the edge of the bed and wanted to stand up. However, some of those tiny stones had penetrated into her skin. She remained still and felt that It wasn't too painful, because the pain was already numb. Now when the sole of her foot stepped on the carpet, even if it was a thick carpet, it still made her gasp in pain.

She groaned, because it hurt so much that her whole body swayed and she was a little unable to stand.

Next to it was the basin of water that Song Wenjing brought out just now. She just shook it, and it happened to be on the basin of water. There was a muffled sound, and the water in the basin suddenly spilled out, and soon seeped into the basin. Although nothing could be seen under the carpet, Nian Zhi was in a state of confusion. Before he could stand upright, he completely lost his center of gravity.

Song Wenjing had quick eyes and quick hands. He held her body and hugged her up. He turned around and made her sit on the bed. He stretched out his long arms and directly supported them on both sides of her body. His hot breath approached her. .

"Is there a difference between this room and that room? Or do you think there is a difference between this bed and that bed? Huh?"

"..." He was so close to her again. Nian Zhi wanted to avoid his breath and subconsciously leaned back, but she didn't expect that there was nothing behind her. As soon as she leaned up, she fell down on the bed.

She said "Ah", Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows, her sexy thin lips curled up evilly, bent her legs and squeezed between her slightly separated legs, and her tall body was also covered up, her whole body Dangerously leaning on her body.

He raised the corners of his lips, a smile that was not a smile, but it was intoxicating, "Is this what you want?"