Passionate to know

Song Zhiyang sat beside the hospital bed, looking at the unconscious An Zhi with complicated meanings in his eyes.

Just now when he arrived with the rescuers, an emotion called fear welled up in his heart.And he knew that it was not only because of Tang Ling, but also because of An Zhi.

The moment he opened the elevator door, Song Zhiyang saw An Zhi slumped on the ground, almost dying, Song Zhiyang felt cold in his limbs, and his heart twitched.

This is an experience he has never had.

The door of the ward opened, and a figure stepped in.

"How is my baby Ann?" Tang Ling swept away the haze as soon as she had energy, and began to waver.

Song Zhiyang even gave him a stingy look: "After the examination, there is no fracture, and a slight concussion, but there are large areas of bruises and blood on the body."

"Eh... this..." Tang Ling began to stammer.

"It's time for you to lose weight." Song Zhiyang despised it.

"Fuck... it was your elevator that started it first!!"

"Oh."

"Oh??!!" Tang Ling went into a rage and was accumulating energy.

"Aren't you still alive?"

"My soul has received a strong shock!"

"This kind of thing won't happen again." Song Zhiyang didn't continue to tease Tang Ling, but said seriously, "It's as long as you are fine."

Tang Ling also looked serious, and waved her hand: "I'm really fine, this baby An will suffer, and I owe a big favor for failing to steal the chicken."

Suddenly Song Zhiyang seemed to think of something, narrowed his eyes, looked at Tang Ling sharply, and said, "I remembered... Should you explain it to me?"

"Explain... what?" He looked confused.

"I looked at the elevator monitoring before the fall."

"...⊙﹏⊙"

"Explain it."

"Hey..." He looked guilty.

"...#"

……

When An Zhi woke up, she still felt a little foggy.The whole person seemed to be light and light, and also seemed to be grasped by something forcefully, his whole body was weak, and there were dull pains everywhere.

"you're awake?"

An Zhi heard a gentle question and looked up to see Song Zhiyang's expression of concern.

"here…"

"This is a hospital. I have rented out this room all year round. You can recuperate here with peace of mind. Although there are no major injuries, there are too many minor injuries. I don't need to go to the company recently. I will approve your leave." Song Zhiyang After explaining, he poured a glass of warm water for An Zhi, and added: "Tang Ling is fine, I came to see you."

It turned out that the girl with a weird personality was named Tang Ling. An Zhi already understood the current situation, reached out and pulled out the needle on the back of her hand, struggling to get up and get out of bed.

"What are you doing?!" Song Zhiyang was startled, and pressed An Zhi's movements.

"...cough cough...go home..." An Zhi replied unsteadily.

Song Zhiyang's forehead twitched immediately, and seeing An Zhi's awkward temper made him really annoyed.He happened to understand what An Zhi was thinking right now, he just wanted to avoid him as much as possible, or he just refused to let go of his work.

Thinking of this, his complexion immediately became like a layer of frost. Does this guy treat him as a scourge and avoid it so much?Thinking of the "skin-to-skin relationship" between Tang Ling and An Zhi in the elevator surveillance that he saw just now, Song Zhiyang had an unknown fire.

He sneered, and just as he restrained An Zhi's movement just now, he wrapped An Zhi's waist from behind with one hand and pressed it to himself, while the other hand held An Zhi's slender wrist.Before An Zhi could react further, he fell onto the hospital bed, trapping An Zhi under him.

Body overlapping, heat flow.

An Zhi turned pale with shock, but still held on so that his face remained unchanged. He was already powerless at this moment, and Song Zhiyang only used his body to suppress An Zhi, making it impossible for An Zhi to break free.

"open!"

"Stay here peacefully!" Song Zhiyang's anger was obviously suppressed in his voice, and An Zhi was slightly shocked when he opened up.

"Yu Jing, who you worked so hard to get into, isn't it a waste of effort if you don't spare your life?"

An Zhi's face finally changed slightly, and his breathing was a little short of breath. Song Zhiyang looked into his eyes, with panic and anger.

"You know it all?"

"Not all." Song Zhiyang was very frank, "I said, I will always know."

An Zhi turned his face away, Song Zhiyang let go of the hand on An Zhi's wrist, pinched his chin to straighten his face, and leaned down a little more, almost face to face.

"So, now, can you stay here in peace?"

Song Zhiyang's breath wrapped An Zhi tightly, and his broad upper body was pressed against him, and he could even feel the powerful beating of his heart coming through his clothes and flesh.

So hot.

Different from the feeling of being molested by Tang Ling in the elevator just now, An Zhi didn't feel disgusted at this moment, but felt very embarrassed, suffocated, and even a little afraid.

Song Zhiyang refused to let go, and tightened his hands slightly, "Answer."

"...Well." An Zhi was completely exhausted.

very good.Song Zhiyang smiled slightly, but he didn't let go of An Zhi, but just let go of his chin, turned to his cheek, and stroked it in an extremely intimate way.

Then, with his lips close to An Zhi's ear, he slowly threatened him with his breath: "If you are more willful, I don't mind, do something more extreme."

……