don't like you

In the car, Zhong Shufang gently put Song Jingcong on the seat, and then lifted up his gown.

Song Jing's thoughts froze, and his tone couldn't help but be wary, "Hey, what are you doing!"

It seems that yesterday was really teasing people. Zhong Shufang reflected on his behavior yesterday without sincerity, and rarely explained seriously: "It is conspicuous enough, but I am afraid it will be difficult to walk an inch when I get out of the car wearing this dress."

"Oh." Song Jing thought deeply, and nodded seriously.

When Zhong Shufang saw his appearance, he couldn't help but want to be funny, "Why don't you close your eyes and bear it, and it will be fine soon."

...what a horrible conversation.

Song Jingcong glanced at the partition in front, the people in front should not be able to hear it.

He puffed up his cheeks and closed his eyes obediently.You can't do without changing your clothes. According to Zhong Shufang's popularity, he might be stuck in traffic as soon as he gets out of the car.

After being photographed by the paparazzi, I don't know what to talk about, but there is no doubt that the main theme is that Zhong Shufang has a romantic affair and has not escaped.

Whoever makes everyone like to eat melons, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, when the gossip comes to the chat topic after dinner.

"Good~" Zhong Shufang drew the end of the sound long, and then changed to a lazy tone, becoming ambiguous for no reason.The man was still itchy, so he stretched out his hand and poked lightly on the cheek, successfully getting Song Jing to greet him with a dissatisfied slap.

With a "snap", it was fast, ruthless, and merciless.

Song Jingcong frowned, and silently rolled his big eyes. He knew that this person would be thrown into the hospital.

The touch on his hands was smooth and soft, Zhong Shufang squeezed his fingers, and stopped in time for fear of really annoying people, and changed into simple white t jeans neatly.

Song Jingcong was worried, how could he get to the consultation room quickly without being surrounded by a superstar with bad legs?What's more, you have to go to register first, and the hospital is extremely crowded, which is simply an impossible task.

Song Jingcong was in a daze to himself. When the nanny's car stopped slowly, he looked up and realized that there was a villa in front of him.

???

"I called the doctor to my house, let's go." Zhong Shufang got out of the car first, ready to help Song Jingcong out.

Song Jingcong: If you don't go to the hospital, what clothes will you change into in a high-sounding manner!And poke my face!

He stared at the person in front of him coldly, with the expression that if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will spend forever with you.

Zhong Shufang sighed, he was very worried about his image in Song Jingcong's heart, he could not explain whether to laugh or cry: "The fans of this car and the media know each other, and they wanted to go to your dormitory, but everyone else in your group is there, and The privacy in your dormitory is too poor, so you can only come to me."

Song Jing looked at Zhong Shufang from the expression of no one in love with a pair of sunglasses sitting on the seat, and felt that this statement was credible, so he got out of the car with his strength.

There was a middle-aged man standing at the entrance of the villa, looking gentle and gentle, wearing glasses and carrying a medical kit in his hand.Seeing the two people getting off the car and coming forward, they called out "Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Shufang nodded and motioned for Dr. Xu to support Song Jingcong, and enter the password to open the door by himself.

After some examinations, under Zhong Shufang's nervous gaze, Dr. Xu finally said, "It's an ordinary muscle injury, nothing serious, just take some medicine and apply ice for a few days and it will be fine. Rest more these days and sleep at night Put your legs up while you're at it."

Dr. Xu took out a box of medicine and spray from the medicine box and put it in Song Jingcong's hands. Song Jingcong thanked him, and Zhong Shufang sent him to the door to watch him go away before turning back.

Song Jing got up and limped out. The doctor also looked at it and took the medicine, so he should go back.

Zhong Shufang pressed the man on the sofa, squatted down | turned to Song Jingcong and said, "This injury is caused by me, do you want to give me a chance to show redemption?"

Song Jingcong shook his head, "I'm fine, this doesn't count as an injury, just go back and apply ice for a few days."

Zhong Shufang bowed his head deeply when he heard this, and he still didn't forget to say the last sentence, which is full of unresolved sadness and loss.

Terrible.

Song Jingcong believed that he had natural compassion for beautiful things, and he really couldn't stand the scene of "beauties weeping".

"Hey, don't... I didn't say you must leave now..." Song Jing said helplessly.

Little did he know that Zhong Shu lowered his head because he was afraid of being exposed to a suppressed laugh.

The plan was successful!

He knew that although Song Jingcong was a little irritable, he was actually soft-hearted.Like his pheromone, sweet and soft.

With the blessing of "Zhong Meiren"'s acting skills, Song Jingcong stayed in the villa from afternoon to night, applied ice to his legs, took medicine, and even ordered takeaway for dinner.

Except for the unkind smile at Zhong Shufang from time to time, Song Jingcong expressed satisfaction with everything else.

More comfortable than his dormitory, just a little more comfortable, Song Jingcong thought with his last stubbornness.

After all, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as your own kennel.Seeing that the sun was setting and the street lamps were gradually turning on, Song Jing ran to his lips and said "I want to go back". Before he could say a few words, Zhong Shufang changed the topic again and again.

Zhong Shufang was sure that he was soft-hearted.

Song Jingcong silently condemned his stink of not being able to see beautiful women sad, thinking that he would not live in the same house with an Alpha who has a criminal record overnight. .

Maybe the paparazzi will say that he was adopted|raised in order to gain attention. It just so happens that variety show resources are evidence of being adopted|raised.

This makes perfect sense!Song Jing couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up from thinking about it, it really is him who is far-sighted.

He held the mobile phone to his ear, and pretended to say: "Hey Xiao Zhou, my leg is fine, no bone is hurt, and it will be healed in a week. I will go back right away, and I will be there in an hour." .OK Bye Bye."

Then Song Jing raised his head and met Zhong Shufang with a playful smile. Zhong Shufang pointed to the mobile phone on the other side of the sofa, and said with a smile: "Your mobile phone just kept flashing, there should be a call."

???

Song Jing was stunned and demented for a moment.

my phone?

So what is this in my hand?

Song Jing turned on the phone and looked at the lock screen page. It was a familiar face, and the owner of the face was sitting opposite him.

It is the vertical layout of Zhong Shufang's first album cover.

It's fine that he and Zhong Shufang have the same phone model and color, and they don't have a phone case or film.

Song Jing's face was on fire, and he was exposed in front of the hot search on kowtowing cp dance, and later pretended that someone called him and took the wrong mobile phone and was exposed.

The embarrassment is added to the embarrassment, and the embarrassment will break the sky.

Song Jingcong lay on the edge of the sofa and buried his head like an ostrich, deceiving himself that as long as I didn't raise my head, no one would be able to see me.

Zhong Shufang couldn't hold back his laughter and bent over. The empty room was filled with the man's pleasant laughter.

Song Jingcong, this kid is too cute.

Xiao Song pretended to be dead: laugh, laugh, I am not responsible for laughing to death.

"Okay, okay, take it." Song Jingcong's face was still buried in his arms, and his voice was muffled.

Zhong Shufang coughed, tried his best to be obedient and stopped laughing, and he didn't continue to be funny. He really wanted to keep people to stay overnight, but he still understood the reason that this kind of thing is about what you want, and it's too late.

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

Song Jingcong swore that this was really the sweetest thing he had heard in the past two days.He raised his head and smiled at Zhong Shufang, "Thank you, Brother Zhong."

There was still a blush on his face, and his eyes were extraordinarily clear and bright, like a few twinkling little stars hidden.