Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

"Hmm..." Song Ran turned over and opened her eyes in a daze.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the large expanse of velvet grass was lush green. A group of summer cicadas on the big tree outside the window dragged out their voices, "I got it—I got it—" in a low voice, and another Midsummer morning.

Song Ran managed to hold himself up, and the extremely embarrassing discomfort below made his face faintly feverish. Lin Feiyu went to the Southeast Asian branch in Kuala Lumpur last week and had a whole week of meetings. He came back late last night, and he slept soundly. Zheng Shen, dazedly woken up by the impatient and rude biting of the back of the neck, and then was pressed hard for more than two hours.

Although it was very uncomfortable, it was very refreshing under the body, without any sticky feeling. It was obvious that it had been cleaned by a hot towel. Song Ran frowned, and finally endured the pain and changed into home clothes. Lin Feiyu was clear and pleasant A voice came from downstairs: "Brother, it's time for breakfast!"

Listening to the cheerful and brisk tone of the culprit, Song Ran secretly ground her teeth.

There are two exquisite breakfasts on the dining table by the floor-to-ceiling windows, all of which are made by Lin Feiyu himself. The strong black coffee, fried deep-sea cod, dragon fruit and cantaloupe salad, and beef rolls with vegetables and eggs are delicious and delicious. The index finger moved.

"Brother, this cantaloupe is quite sweet." Lin Feiyu poked a piece of cantaloupe for him with a fruit fork.

Song Ran was still very uncomfortable down there, and couldn't help but raise his eyelids and stare at the other party. Lin Feiyu's beautiful amber eyes looked back at him with a smile, so handsome that he couldn't be looked at: "What's wrong?"

Song Ran ate the crispy cantaloupe with a expressionless "click", and regarded the cantaloupe as Lin Feiyu's head: "It's nothing."

This kid is 28 this year. He looks more handsome and handsome than before. He looks like a mature man. He does things more and more reliably. Make the group business to South America and Southeast Asia.

As for the relationship, it seems that because of the sweet life of the past two years, Lin Feiyu has enough sense of security. Willing to entertain guests at home.

What's more, the Song Group invested in a large-scale movie last year. After Song Ran interceded, Lin Feiyu also agreed to let Xu Yuxuan be the third male lead. "Lotus vixen" was eaten alive.

Song Ran is very pleased with Lin Feiyu's changes, but there is one thing. When the two of them officially lived together, Lin Feiyu may have made many mistakes before. After doing it for two or three times, I would obediently turn off the lights and do it in the dark according to Song Ran's request, and I would stop talking nonsense that made people blush, being obedient and reserved.

Song Ran originally felt very embarrassed to be tossed about like a little brat who was raised, but after Lin Feiyu calmed down, he felt a little better.

But as time went by, this kid gradually matured and became more courageous, and the number of requests obviously increased, and he began to deliberately not turn off the lights again. Last night, he forced himself to put on that posture, saying that Shame... He simply wondered if this kid had a slight tendency towards control freaks.

Lin Feiyu blinked: "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Song Ran gave him a hard look, and finally couldn't help but said, "What happened to you last night?"

"Brother, I've been on a business trip for a whole week, and I couldn't hold back for a while... I'm sorry." Lin Feiyu pursed his lips and said cautiously.

Song Ran sighed, unable to seriously care about this kind of mess on the bed, so he could only ask casually: "How about Southeast Asia?"

"It feels pretty good. The branch headquarters is next to the Petronas Twin Towers in Kuala Lumpur. The location is very good. I don't think the person in charge is very reliable. I plan to let Liu Qian parachute there to be the top leader."

Song Ran nodded: "Liu Qian has always been reliable in his work, so there should be no problem."

The two chatted for a while about the Southeast Asian branch, and then the No.12 branch of the Black Cat Bookstore, and then Song Ran's phone suddenly beeped and received a WeChat message.

Song Ran took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a short video sent by Song Qingshuang. This short video seemed to be shot on a jeep. Two fluffy lion cubs were playing and playing under a boba tree, very naughty and cute , Song Ran couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Lin Feiyu asked curiously.

"The little lion photographed by Qingshuang, isn't it cute?" Song Ran handed him the phone to look at.

Lin Feiyu looked at the short video, narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't say anything bad about Song Qingshuang. Instead, he smiled and said, "Song Qingshuang took it? It's really cute."

"Well, it looks like a pair of twin lion cubs."

The two chatted and ate, Song Ran finished eating after a while, then stood up, picked up the suit jacket on the back of the sofa and shook it.

Lin Feiyu frowned and said, "Brother, are you going out?"

"Well, something happened." Song Ran nodded.

In the past two years, Song Qingshuang went to Africa. The old house of the Song family was fully managed by the old housekeeper, and Song Ran's vegetative body was still lying in the master bedroom of the Song house, and was cared for by a professional team for a long time. I'm going to go back and have a look.

Last month, the American doctor Robert returned to China, saying that he had made a major breakthrough in bioelectric stimulation therapy, and wanted to continue treating Song Ran's vegetative body.

This doctor Robert seemed to be very puzzled. He asked Song Ran repeatedly why Song Qingshuang had paid for eight courses of treatment and sponsored a large amount of research and development funds for their hospital, but suddenly stopped treatment a few years ago?Could it be that he didn't trust his medical skills?

Song Ran couldn't laugh or cry. The fundamental reason why Song Qingshuang stopped treating the vegetative was because she found that she had become "Song Xiaoran", so she was no longer interested in the vegetative body, but naturally she couldn't tell Robert about this kind of thing.

But this Dr. Robert is very responsible and unwilling to take advantage of it. This time he made a special trip to China to complete the rest of the course of treatment.

Although Song Ran knew very well that people in a vegetative state would not wake up at all, electrical stimulation therapy was also beneficial to their body maintenance, so he did not refuse, and he would come over every Thursday for treatment.

About this matter, Song Ran didn't deliberately lie to Lin Feiyu, but he didn't tell Lin Feiyu that he went to see a vegetative state. He simply said "something happened". However, in the past two years, Lin Feiyu seemed to be more tolerant, maybe this time After the treatment is over, I can tell him everything.

Now Lin Feiyu, who is gradually mature and stable, even if he doesn't believe in such a weird thing at all, he shouldn't be so jealous because he "fantasized" that he was Song Ran, and desperately tried to get into a dead end.

Thinking of this, Song Ran said: "Xiao Yu, I will come back later today, so you don't have to wait for me to have dinner. By the way, I will take you to have a big meal on the weekend, and I will tell you something by the way... Well, for you If so, it should be a good thing.”

"Then I'll postpone the weekend meeting until next week." Lin Feiyu nodded, and didn't ask Song Ran why he came back later like before.

Song Ran felt very relieved, and became more determined to tell the truth, and pulled the other party's tie again: "Bow your head."

Lin Feiyu lowered his head, and Song Ran gently pressed that beautiful lips, and then the back of his head tightened suddenly, and he was already firmly held by the other party, turning this light kiss into a lingering and fierce wet kiss.

Song Ran panted and pushed Lin Feiyu away: "Okay, stop making trouble, I'm going out."

"Yeah." Lin Feiyu thought carefully about his brother's proactive kiss while watching Song Ran walk out of the gate of the villa, until he could no longer see Song Ran's back, his face gradually became gloomy, and his beautiful lips were gently pursed. tight.

In the past two years, my brother would go back to the Song family's old house every two or three months to visit that damned vegetative. I had nothing to do but pretended not to know.But for some reason this month, my brother has to go to Song Zhai every Thursday. Yesterday was Wednesday, and I deliberately raped my brother several times. My brother should be very uncomfortable, but he still insisted on going out.

If it was in the past, he might have done something to that vegetative person, or directly administered sleeping pills, or short-circuited those medical equipment, but after the turmoil a few years ago, his mood has changed a lot now, and he is no longer so impulsive.

My brother is willing to risk his life to come back to save him. In the past two years, he has seldom rejected his courtship. Last time when he celebrated his 28th birthday, my brother took the initiative to dress like that and sit on him, so ashamed that his eyelashes were slightly fluttering. Trembling... My brother has clearly fallen in love with me gradually, not out of pity and pity for the weak, but in the kind of liking for me as a man.

When I was recovering from a serious injury, my brother said a lot of sweet words to comfort me, such as "not a substitute", "the only person I like", and "unique"... Although I knew those were just my brother Comforting himself, but he was still elated.

Taking a ten thousand step back, that Song Ran is already a living dead anyway, as long as he puts his mind at ease, the living dead paralyzed on the bed is no threat at all, even worse than that idiot Song Qingshuang who was a savage in Africa.

Therefore, not only can I not be jealous indiscriminately, but I have to act tolerant and magnanimous. After all, I have already got the rest of my brother's life, and my brother gradually likes me like this. Now that I have won steadily, why bother? How about haggling with a miserable living dead?

Anyway, my elder brother belongs to me alone, no one can take it away, no one has the ability, Song Qingshuang can't do it, let alone that living dead man.

Lin Feiyu slightly narrowed his beautiful deep amber eyes, tried hard to swallow the sour feeling, and planned to make pork liver bibimbap for Xiaoheixiaobai.

If the coat color of the two stinky cats is not bright, my brother will be worried again. By the way, there is also that stolen... no, the black diamond bracelet that my brother gave me. Take it out and clean it carefully, and then appreciate it. It was bought by my brother when he was so poor that he bought it for himself with a huge sum of 6000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Lin Feiyu couldn't help but curled up his lips triumphantly, and threw that damned living dead man behind his head.

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Song family old house.

The old butler tremblingly led Song Ran to the door of the master bedroom: "Doctor Robert, Mr. Song is here."

Song Ran walked into the master bedroom, and saw that Dr. Robert was tidying up a lot of messy wires, as if he had just finished a bioelectric stimulation therapy.

While tidying up the wires, Robert said, "Mr. Song, you are here just in time. Let's wipe the patient's body."

The so-called "bioelectric stimulation therapy" requires hundreds of conductive needles to be inserted into the densely packed nerve plexus, and a large amount of conductive ointment should be applied to the patient's skin. Therefore, after each treatment, the vegetative person must be carefully wiped.

Song Ran asked while twisting the hot towel: "I've done so many electrical stimulation treatments, I guess I won't wake up?"

My true self is here, so it's strange to be able to wake up.

Dr. Robert seriously explained: "Actually, there has been some improvement six years ago, but the treatment was stopped halfway, so the patient's EEG fluctuations have become smaller again, but there have been new fluctuations in the past few days, indicating that there is still hope. Yes. Besides, this electrical stimulation therapy is also good for preventing muscle atrophy, and vegetative people also need to maintain a certain amount of muscle mass, otherwise the physical condition will get worse."

"That's true." Song Ran gently wiped the slender and thin arms of the vegetative person, and felt that Robert's words made sense. In recent years, this vegetative person's body has indeed lost a lot of weight. He doesn't want to just watch his body It's too creepy to become a skinny skeleton.

Robert picked up a booklet from the trolley, and carefully recorded today's data: "Blood pressure, 65/95, blood oxygen saturation, 98%... Hey, today's EEG data is very good, maybe it really has Awaken hope."

Song Ran had already rubbed the vegetative man's thigh, and couldn't help rolling his eyes secretly when he heard this. His true self is here, can the vegetative man wake up?

While complaining secretly, he wanted to wipe off his little Song Ran. At this moment, the EEG on the LCD screen next to the bed suddenly fluctuated violently, and the machine suddenly issued a sharp alarm sound: "Di——"

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Big Feather: I fucking want a groundhog screaming more than you do!

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