The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

The curtains in the room were not closed, and the morning sun shone in from the window, and there were fine dust floating in the light.

On the bed, the puffed up quilt moved, Song Zhixu slowly opened his eyes, and he was stunned for a while before waking up.

He sat up from the bed, his head still hurt a little from the hangover, and he rubbed his temples to get better.

"Ugh... it hurts."

Lin Ran's voice came from beside him, Song Zhixu looked over subconsciously, and saw Lin Ran lying beside him, because he got up, the quilt slid onto Lin Ran's chest, exposing Lin Ran's neck and chest. red marks.

Song Zhixu froze in place, and it took him a while to vaguely remember that last night he went home after drinking and brought Lin Ran into the room.

Lin Ran's whole body was in severe pain, especially his lower body, which was throbbing with pain from lying down.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Song Zhixu had already sat up. The physical discomfort and the grievance in his heart made his eyes red all of a sudden, and tears slid down his corneas to the ink on his temples. Hair.

"Of course." Seeing Lin Ran crying, Song Zhixu came back to his senses, got down and carefully hugged Lin Ran's naked body into his arms, and hugged him carefully.

"Song Zhixu...but it hurts, you...you are so fierce." Lin Ran hugged Song Zhixu's body, buried his cheeks in Song Zhixu's chest, and cried all over his body trembling.

Last night he was hurt and wanted to run, but Song Zhixu pulled him hard and didn't allow him to leave. His hands were so strong that he already lost his mind, so Lin Ran was pressed on the bed from head to toe. He bullied him severely.

Now his whole body hurts, especially around his waist. Lin Ran felt that he must have been bullied by Song Zhixu.

Neither of them was wearing clothes under the quilt. Although Song Zhixu couldn't remember the details of last night, he still remembered what happened.

After suffering for so many days, coupled with Mu Qingting's agitation last night, he also didn't have much sense after drinking, so he did this kind of thing.

Just as Song Zhixu wanted to apologize, he frowned deeply, pressed his forehead against Lin Ran's, and spoke after a while.

"Of course, you have a fever."

Now Lin Ran just feels uncomfortable all over, and he can't tell the specifics, just crying in Song Zhixu's arms.

Song Zhixu immediately reached out to pick up the clothes he took off last night from the side, found out his mobile phone and called Mu Qingting.

The phone rang several times, and was finally connected, but it was not Mu Qingting's voice, but Xiao Nanyu's.

Probably because he just woke up, Xiao Nanyu's voice was still a little sleepy.

"Mr. Song? Are you busy so early?"

Song Zhixu didn't have time to talk to him, so he asked directly, "Where's Mu Qingting?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then said: "Dr. Mu was too tired last night and was still sleeping. I can't bear to wake him up. Otherwise, Mr. Song, wait until he wakes up and I'll ask him to go back to you?"

Song Zhixu was worried about Lin Ran, and he didn't have the heart to talk to Xiao Nanyu here, and what happened last night was not suitable for Xiao Nanyu to know, so he just said lightly, "No need." and hung up Telephone.

"Of course? You have a fever. I'll take you to take a bath first, and then I'll find medicine for you, okay?" Mu Qingting had no hope, and Song Zhixu could only solve it by himself. He slightly pushed Lin Ran away, his voice Gentle way.

Lin Ran looked at Song Zhixu with tears in his eyes, then sniffed, nodded slightly, and muttered softly, "Of course I'm not feeling well."

"I'm sorry, blame me, you're sick and hit me, okay?" Song Zhixu also felt uncomfortable with Lin Ran's appearance, but the matter had already happened, and there was no way to change it.

What's more, he...has long since realized that he has these thoughts about Lin Ran, but he just vented them out last night through drinking, and it's not that he doesn't remember anything.

When Lin Ran heard that Song Zhixu was going to be beaten, he shook his head without thinking.

"If you don't fight, you don't want to fight Song Zhixu."

Song Zhixu was silent for a while, and finally planted a kiss slowly on Lin Ran's forehead, saying in a low but firm voice.

"Of course, baby, you belong to me completely, and we will be together forever in the future."

Lin Ran bit her lip when she heard Song Zhixu's words, and nodded.

Song Zhixu let go of Lin Ran, got up and went to the bathroom to fill in the water. After the bathtub was filled with warm water, Song Zhixu carefully picked Lin Ran up and put him in the bathtub.

Because of the fever, Lin Ran's cheeks were still red. As soon as he entered the water, he immediately curled up and hugged himself with some fear.

Song Zhixu looked at him for a while, and knew that he had frightened him, so he sighed.

"I'll go out, you wash yourself."

As soon as he was about to leave, Lin Ran nervously took his hand out of the bathtub, grabbed him wetly, and looked at him pitifully.

"Song Zhixu, don't leave, but you don't want to be alone."

Lin Ran is ill, coupled with his physical discomfort, and now there are some extra clingy people, he doesn't want to be here alone, he wants Song Zhixu to be with him.

Song Zhixu looked at him for a while, then explained.

"Of course, let's soak for a while. I'll go out and get out of bed, and then I'll cook the porridge and come back."

Lin Ran nodded and slowly let go.

When Song Zhixu returned to the bedroom, the bed had been tossed and tossed by two people in a disfigured shape, the sheets were wrinkled, and there were things they left on the mattress and quilt from last night.

Song Zhixu tore off all the things on the bed, and then replaced some clumsy ones with new ones. After cleaning up, he went to the kitchen to cook some porridge, and only went back into the bathroom when he returned.

As soon as the door was opened, Lin Ran was squatting in the bathtub, and immediately raised his head when he heard the sound of the door opening, his eyes were shy and panicked.

Song Zhixu acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and asked Lin Ran in a gentle voice.

"Is it ready?"

Lin Ran bit her lip and nodded.

Song Zhixu carried him out of the bathtub, took another shower, and finally pulled the towel to wrap Lin Ran inside, only his cheeks were exposed.

After putting Lin Ran on the bed, Song Zhixu just found a nightgown for Lin Ran to put on, and let him sit on the bed with nothing inside.

After carefully drying Lin Ran's hair, Song Zhixu carried Lin Ran downstairs.

"Of course, sit on the sofa by yourself for a while, and I'll feed you, okay?" Song Zhixu discussed with Lin Ran in a low voice.

Lin Ran bit her lip, and hugged Song Zhixu tightly, a little reluctant to leave his arms, but her body was still hurting, and Song Zhixu couldn't let him sit on one arm.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Ran nodded.

Song Zhixu gently put him on the sofa and walked into the kitchen.

The assistant called him, and Song Zhixu held the phone to his ear while skillfully frying eggs.

"I don't go to work today, and things will be postponed until tomorrow."

"Huh? Boss, but today I invited a client to come to the company for a meeting." The assistant also had some headaches. The other party came, but Song Zhixu never came to the company.

Song Zhixu frowned, and said after a while.

"Let's say my family is sick and I'm taking care of them. I don't have time. Let's wait until next time."

Song Zhixu had already said that, and the assistant couldn't say anything more, but could only follow Song Zhixu's words.

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhixu took out the eggs, cut them into small pieces and put them on a plate, poured a little soy sauce, and served Lin Ran a bowl of cooked shredded pork porridge.

Lin Ran sat on the sofa without energy, and kept looking in the direction of the kitchen. When Song Zhixu came out, his eyes lit up.

Song Zhixu sat next to Lin Ran, and Lin Ran naturally leaned into Song Zhixu's arms, rubbing against her lightly.

"Of course, you should eat something first, you're hungry." Song Zhixu scooped up the porridge with a spoon and blew it cool to feed it.

Lin Ran swallowed obediently before nodding.

"Of course, I'm hungry."

"Eat first, and then take medicine and sleep after eating." Song Zhixu coaxed him softly.

Lin Ran responded and ate together.

Song Zhixu fed him a bowl of porridge and a fried egg before stopping. Then he found the medicine box at home and found medicine to reduce fever.

After giving Lin Ran the medicine, Song Zhixu hurriedly drank a bowl of cold porridge.

Lin Ran was tortured a lot last night, and after taking the antipyretics, he would feel sleepy, so when Song Zhixu finished eating, Lin Ran was already sitting on the sofa and yawning.

Song Zhixu carried Lin Ran upstairs again, and hugged him to lie under the quilt he had just changed.

Lin Ran leaned against Song Zhixu's arms, listening to Song Zhixu's heartbeat, and muttered softly.

"Song Zhixu, yesterday was so fierce, but I can't break free, I can't run away."

Song Zhixu kissed him distressedly, and apologized softly.

"Of course, I'm sorry, I drank too much yesterday and hurt you." He lowered his eyes, blamed himself, paused and walked, "But, of course, you are mine now, and we will always be together."

Lin Ran raised his head, his eyes glowed with confidence.

"But is Song Zhixu's daughter-in-law?"

Seeing Song Zhixu nod his head, Lin Ran happily closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

When he fell asleep, Song Zhixu let him go gently, left the bed carefully, changed his clothes and went out again.

He drove to find a nearby pharmacy, and when he entered, he talked to the salesperson awkwardly. Fortunately, the other person understood and immediately knew what he was using, so he turned around and found an ointment for him.

"This medicine is not irritating, don't worry, it won't hurt after you apply it," said the salesperson.

Song Zhixu nodded in embarrassment, picked up the ointment, paid for it, and strode away.

Back in the villa, Song Zhixu read the instruction manual carefully, and when he returned to the bedroom, just as he was about to lift off Lin Ran's nightdress, his cell phone rang.

Glancing at the name above, Song Zhixu connected, and Mu Qingting's voice immediately came from the other side.

"Song Zhixu, what did you do last night, I have nothing now."

Song Zhixu frowned, turned the phone's volume to the minimum, and then lowered his voice and said to Mu Qingting on the other end of the phone.

"Of course... I'm sick, I'll tell you about it after I finish it for him."

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