President of Zhuma PK

Qin Song didn't have any clients to rescue. In fact, he went to eat with a new Xiaoqinger.

He was sitting on the sofa in the study, with his long legs crossed on the tea table in front of him, a cigarette in his hand, and he hadn't seen him take a puff for a long time, the half-finger-long cigarette ash was already crumbling.

Qin Song's thoughts were still immersed in Song Ci's soft "thank you".

It was just a common everyday phrase, but it touched Qin Song unimaginably.

Qin Song has heard all kinds of "thank you" from various people, compliments, flattery, and coquettish, often even Qin Song can't hear.

But this time, Song Ci's "thank you" broke into Qin Song's heart.

Why is this?

Qin Song thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what was the difference between Song Ci's "thank you".

But the irony in his heart is real, and Qin Song has not felt this irony for many years. If you look back carefully, the last time he felt comfortable physically and mentally because of a word from others should be in high school.

high school……

Looking back now, it seems to have been a matter of a previous life.

The soot finally fell down under the agitation of the cool wind and hit the back of Qin Song's hand.

Qin Song shook his hand and put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

He stood up, walked to the window, put his hands in his pockets, and looked out the window.

There are several trees of crape myrtle in the garden, which are in full bloom and full of flowers.

Qin Song can't remember who said that the flower language of crape myrtle is obsessive love.

There is no such thing as love in Qin Song's world for a long time, and he has long lost the ability to love.

Who murdered his ability to love?Is it the lover who once betrayed him?Is it his father?Or himself?

is himself.

Everyone else is an accomplice.

Sorrow arises from love, fear arises from love; apart from the one who loves, there is neither worry nor fear.

Without love there is no betrayal, without betrayal there is no hate, without hate he becomes happy.

But, these years, is he really happy?

It should be happy.

Qin Song laughed at himself.

What the hell are you thinking about these nonsensical things?Like a sentimental bitch.

Eat what you want, do what you want, fuck whoever you want, and that's enough.

A silver BMW drove in.

Qin Song turned around and left the study, came to the door of the bedroom, held the doorknob, twisted and pushed, but the door didn't open.

It's really hard to be wary.

Qin Song raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Song Ci, open the door!"

After waiting for a while, the door opened from the inside. Song Ci was wearing Ren Sikai's shorts and T-shirt, making him look thinner and thinner.

Qin Song stood leaning against the door frame, smelled the familiar smell of shower gel, and said, "You smell like me now."

Song Ci ignored him, turned around and limped to the sofa and sat down.

Qin Song followed in, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Song Ci's broken knee, frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Song Ci remained silent.

Qin Song became angry immediately, and raised his voice and said, "Are you fucking stupid? Why take a bath with an injury on your body? Don't you know it will be infected?"

Song Ci regards Qin Song as air and his words as wind.

Qin Song didn't mind his nonchalant attitude, and sat down opposite him with a face of helplessness, but his eyes were still glued to his body, and his tone softened, and said: "Crying children have candy to eat, and pain can be treated. You should call it out, who taught you to be so blindly forbearing?"

It's not that Song Ci doesn't know how to cry out in pain.

He only yelled at Li Fan.

While talking, the servant led a tall and straight man in.

"Are you going to die?" the man said, "Call me over in such a hurry."

Qin Song scolded: "You're the one who's going to die! Can't you hope for me?"

With just these two sentences, Song Ci knew that the relationship between this man and Qin Song must be very good.

The man smiled loudly, and put the handbag on the table casually, only then did he notice the boy sitting opposite Qin Song.

The young man was sitting in the afternoon sun, his whole body was coated with a light halo, extremely clean and beautiful, like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.

The man was a little stunned, and Qin Song didn't even hear him talking.

Qin Song gave him a kick as soon as he raised his leg, it didn't matter how serious it was, and immediately kicked the man staggeringly.

"Xu Dongqing, is it okay to rub your dick?" Qin Song's face darkened, he didn't know whether he was pretending to be unhappy or really displeased, "You are so brave, you dare to have a dick at my people, you are tired of it ?”

Xu Dongqing rubbed his buttocks, smiled and said, "What's the matter with two eyes? You won't lose a piece of meat. Look at your stingy energy, just like Grandet the miser."

Qin Song made a gesture to kick him again, but Xu Dongqing dodged it, "Don't talk nonsense with me, show him quickly, and fix what's wrong."

Xu Dongqing coughed twice, sat down next to Song Ci, and stepped back two inches under Qin Song's gaze, then said in the tone of grandma wolf who coaxed Little Red Riding Hood: "Little brother, tell brother your name, where is it?" Comfortable."

Qin Song felt cold, picked up a pillow and threw it at Xu Dongqing, "Xu Dongqing! Can you fucking show me some seriousness? You are a beast in clothes!"

Song Ci secretly felt miraculous.

This Qin Song, who was furious at the loss of his friends, is strange and fresh, with a lot less oppressive feeling and a little more fireworks. It is rare for Song Ci to treat him as a normal person, instead of just pretending to be a human being. skin devil.

Xu Dongqing coughed twice, corrected his attitude, and said very calmly: "May I ask what's wrong with you?"

Qin Song interjected, "Are you blind? Didn't you see that his knees were broken?"

"Mr. Qin, please shut up, please? I didn't ask you." Xu Dongqing said pretending to be serious: "If you can, please go out and don't interfere with my work."

Qin Song snuggled into the sofa angrily, shut up and didn't speak.

Xu Dongqing then turned to Song Ci and asked, "Apart from your knees, what else is uncomfortable?"

Song Ci said: "Shoulders, and the back of the head."

He knew that the back of his head was broken and he felt blood, so he didn't wash his hair when he took a shower.

"Please turn your back to me." Xu Dongqing said.

Song Ci followed his words.

Xu Dongqing parted his hair to look at the back of Song Ci's head, and then said, "Can you lift up your shirt for me to see?"

Song Ci tilted his head to look at Qin Song who was opposite, Qin Song and him looked at each other, then looked away.

With the help of Xu Dongqing, Song Ci lifted up the T-shirt, revealing his entire back.

Qin Song moved his eyes back stealthily, seeing the large bruises on Song Ci's back, his eyes darkened suddenly, revealing a bit of ruthlessness.

Xu Dongqing put down his clothes, turned to look at Qin Song, "You couldn't have done the injuries on his body, could you? You're so perverted now that you're already playing sm."

Just as Qin Song said "you", he was interrupted by Song Ci: "Doctor Xu, you misunderstood. Mr. Qin and I are not in the relationship you imagined."

Xu Dongqing immediately put on a surprised expression and said, "This...how is this possible? According to what I know about Qin Song, you grew up according to his aesthetics, and there is no reason for him to let you go."

Song Ci sighed inwardly, and said, "Doctor Xu, is my injury serious? How do you plan to deal with it?"

Xu Dongqing hurriedly pulled back her professionalism, and said, "Your injuries are not serious, they are just skin traumas. I will disinfect them for you first. You just need to apply the medicine every day, and you will be fine in a few days."

Song Ci said, "Thank you."

Song Ci said "thank you" again.

Qin Song smacked it and felt that it was very different from what he just said to him, but he couldn't tell the difference.

Inexplicably, there was a little joy in my heart.

Xu Dongqing opened the handbag, which contained everything, and began to disinfect Song Ci.

Other things are fine, except that it hurts a little when treating the wound on the back of the head, Song Ci suppressed it and kept silent, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xu Dongqing said: "Call out when it hurts, it's not shameful, don't hold back."

Song Ci clenched his fists tightly and didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.

Qin Song sat aside and watched without speaking.

Looking at Song Ci's pale face, Qin Song felt a twinge of distress for the first time.

His heart has not been hurt by anyone for many years.

Qin Song suddenly felt that this taste is actually not bad.

When the wound was treated, Song Ci's cell phone rang suddenly.

It's Yan Peng.

Song Ci pressed the answer button, and before he could put the phone to his ear, Yan Peng's anxious voice came over his head: "Song Ci, where are you now? Why did it take so long to go out for a meal? The training in the afternoon Class is about to start, come back quickly!"

Song Ci said: "Brother Yan, something happened to me outside, it may take a while, please help me ask the teacher for half an hour off, I will immediately..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone was snatched by Qin Song.

"Yan Peng, I'm Qin Song. Song Ci is with me, and I won't be returning to the company today."

After finishing speaking, Qin Song hung up the phone, threw the phone back to Song Ci, and said, "I'll give you a vacation, rest."

Song Ci picked up the phone that fell on the sofa, stood up, and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."

Qin Song stood up, "Where are you going?"

Song Ci said, "Go home."

Qin Song was silent for two seconds and said, "I'll see you off."

Song Ci still said flatly, "No need."

Qin Song wanted to go up and strangle him to death, but he held back and said as gently as possible: "This area is a villa area, and there are no taxis or buses for several miles around. How do you get there?"

Song Ci looked at Xu Dongqing and said, "Doctor Xu, can I give you a lift?"

Xu Dongqing was stunned, then turned to Qin Song, and asked, "Can... is it okay?"

Qin Song gave him a supercilious look, then said "whatever", turned around and left.

Song Ci said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Dr. Xu."

Xu Dongqing hurriedly smiled and said, "No trouble, let's go along the way."

Xu Dongqing secretly lamented that this little beauty's aura was really unusual, that he, an adult, had the illusion of being crushed in front of him, and seeing the situation just now, Qin Song, who was always invincible, also seemed to have nothing to do with him.

This has never happened before. You must know that Qin Song is a walking reproductive organ, so there is no one he can't handle.

Song Ci took the changed dirty clothes and left the magnificent villa with Xu Dongqing.

Qin Song stood in front of the window on the second floor and watched the silver BMW drive away from the villa, whispering to himself: "Song Ci, the reason why you can be arrogant and domineering in front of me is because I like you so much... ...One day, I want you to surrender willingly at my feet."