Young master, he is not hated by everyone

Wang Shuo came back early the next morning. At 10:30 in the morning, he had already dragged his suitcase and opened the door with his key.

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As soon as he locked the door, he was about to turn around when he heard a strange man with a shirtless upper body and a hairstyle as messy as a chicken coop. Because he had just been woken up, the sound of his dream being disturbed came from his voice. Displeased voice, "Who are you?!"

Wang Shuo froze in place, his eyes were like a volcanic eruption, and he asked in a cold tone that was almost cannibalistic: "Who the hell are you?!"

The young man who was still sleepy, before he was completely awake from the hangover, was cordially "greeted" by his family members. He was about to yell at Wang Shuo when he met Wang Shuo's eyes, and was so shocked that he went back.

"I......"

In the second bedroom next to it, the door was suddenly opened, and he thought in a northeast accent, "What's wrong, it's early in the morning! You..." He originally yelled at the young man, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed that there were many people in the room. A person came out, and he was stunned for two seconds before he realized, "Brother Song Ning? Why are you here?! You, are you looking for the monitor?"

Fu Zhengpeng was a tall and strong man, but he was also in Wang Shuo's powerful aura, and the more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and the more guilty he became.

Wang Shuo's face remained unchanged, and he threw the suitcase aside.

The suitcase fell to the ground with a clatter, and the sound shocked the two of them.

"What about others?"

Fu Zhengpeng mechanically looked at the closed master bedroom door.

Wang Shuo walked past them with a blank expression, stood at the door and knocked on the door for about 3 minutes.

The two in the living room were embarrassed and scared, and it must have been the longest 3 minutes they've ever had.

Wang Shuo gradually became irritable and shouted, "Ning Ning, open the door!!"

Usually it's too late to hurt others, never used such a harsh tone, there was still no response from inside, Wang Shuo was about to kick the door angrily, "Song Ning!!!"

He called out his first and last name again.

This time there was a muffled groan from inside, and after opening the door, Song Ning was covering his knees, looking up at Wang Shuohou, his whole body was stunned.

"Brother, brother, why are you back..."

Song Ning was still wearing the clothes she wore at the bar last night. The cocktail she drank last night was sweet and sour, like a drink, but she didn't expect it to have such a strong aftertaste, so she drank the fragments directly in the end.

The vague realization was that Fu Zhengpeng and another boy in the class sent him back. Because everyone drank a lot and the access control time passed, they stayed at Song Ning's house.

As soon as Song Ning arrived at home, she pushed them away, staggered into the bedroom, and locked the door behind her.

The two of them also drank too much, and they didn't care about him at all. One passed out on the sofa, and the other collapsed in the guest room.

As soon as the bedroom door was opened, there was still a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Wang Shuo's face became even uglier. This is how much he drank! ! !

Looking at Wang Shuo's gloomy face, Song Ning's scalp was numb, and he couldn't speak. He had never seen Wang Shuo's expression like this, and he seemed to be swallowing himself.

He hesitated and said, "You, why did you come back suddenly?"

"I, I last night..."

Wang Shuo ignored his words, just looked him up and down, and finally interrupted coldly, "It smells bad, go wash it."

He saw Wang Shuo's fist clenched tightly. For a moment, Song Ning even wondered if the fist would fall on him.

Song Ning didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly got into the bathroom. When passing by the living room, she looked at the two classmates who were still stupid in the living room with pitiful eyes.

He drank too much wine last night, and now Song Ning has a severe headache. Under the washing of the water, he doesn't know how to face Wang Shuo anymore.

Without saying a word, he sneaked out to drink, Ling Ding came back drunk, and was caught by Wang Shuo who came back from a business trip, Song Ning covered his face, his legs were a little weak from fear.

A few minutes later, Song Ning, who had been listening to the commotion outside, heard the sound of closing the door, presumably two classmates had left.

Song Ning stayed in the bathroom for another half an hour, as if she wanted to wash her skin off.

In the end it was Wang Shuo who knocked on the door and asked him why he was not well, Song Ning said weakly through the door: "I came in too quickly, I forgot to bring a change of clothes."

The people outside pondered for a moment, Song Ning's purpose of saying this was to let him take some clothes for himself.

In the end, Wang Shuo said coldly, "Just wipe it off and come out like this."

Song Ning: "?!"

He widened his eyes, trying to show weakness and discuss with Wang Shuo, "Can I not do this? I...I want clothes."

Wang Shuo was still cruel, "Come out like this."

He said ruthlessly, "It's not like I haven't seen it."

His attitude was too firm, which made Song Ning feel strange and scared. He who was usually gentle and humble, seemed to be a different person in an instant.

The mirror not only reflected Song Ning's fair body, but also his slightly red eyes.

Song Ning wiped her hair with a towel, wiped off the water droplets on her body, and then slowly opened the door and walked out.

Back in the bedroom, Wang Shuo sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his whole body up and down, and realized that his belongings were still intact.

Under his gaze, Song Ning changed into clean home clothes on her own.

Because the hair was only brushed twice indiscriminately just now, and now the tip of the hair is still dripping with water, falling on the pure cotton clothes, and it is wet and smudged.

Wang Shuo usually takes care of himself very carefully. After taking a bath, he almost wipes and dries his hair for himself.

Song Ning was rather lazy, and in summer she often wiped it twice and left it alone. Wang Shuo warned himself several times for this, saying that it was not good, the humidity was too heavy, and he would easily get migraines in the future.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Shuo would take a dry towel and gently dry Song Ning's hair, his movements and expressions were as gentle as a pool of sweet spring.

But he doesn't care about himself now.

Song Ning knew that he was really angry this time.

The top of the home clothes is a large white T-shirt, and the bottom is a pair of black cotton sweatpants. This set of clothes was bought by Wang Shuo for himself.

Like a child who has done something wrong, Song Ning stood in front of the closet for a long time before slowly moving over and sitting on the edge of the bed with him.

After thinking about several opening remarks, he finally chose to show weakness and pointed to his right knee, "I just hit it."

Wang Shuo lowered his eyes following his gaze. On his long fair legs, the knees were indeed a little red.

He resisted the urge to reach out and rub him, but asked him, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Song Ning nodded without hesitation, her eyes were red, and her voice was low, "I know I was wrong."

Anger boiled in his chest, Wang Shuo took a deep breath and said, "Do you know how I felt when I saw the photo of you in the bar last night?"

Song Ning leaned towards him, "I'm sorry..."

Wang Shuo said again: "Do you know how I felt when I came back today and saw a strange man in the living room?"

Song Ning already knew the seriousness of the matter, and he almost burst into tears, "That's my classmate, everyone drank too much last night, and they sent me back. That, Fu Zhengpeng, you have seen , It was my former roommate, during the sports meeting, you asked him to help you get the flowers."

Song Ning explained anxiously, for fear that Wang Shuo might misunderstand, "The gate control time was up yesterday. After they sent me back, they didn't leave because they drank too much. I didn't know. I was too sleepy after I came back. I stayed in the room Here, I..."

Song Ning's words were illogical, and the anxious expression made her look even more pitiful, "I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong, so don't be angry."

He apologized again, tears welled up in his eyes, and when he blinked his long eyelashes, crystal clear tears fell down.

Wang Shuo was so angry, he could see his tears, his heart was messed up, he stretched out his hand to embrace Song Ning.

But the person in his arms cried even harder, "I'm sorry, don't be angry, woo...I'm sorry..."

He was pitiful, sobbing sobbing that he couldn't stop.

"Don't cry." Wang Shuo patted his back.

"My knee hurts." Song Ning became squeamish. Although he is a boy, he is afraid of pain. Wang Shuo has always been accommodating and pampering him. He would not let Song Ning do anything dangerous.

Wang Shuo stretched out his hand, put his palm on the part where he pretended to be red and rubbed it, "I'll rub some medicine for you later, so don't cry."

"I still have a headache." Song Ning said again.

The hangover gave him a headache and made him feel sick. When his mood fluctuated, the uncomfortable place became more uncomfortable.

He was still crying, Wang Shuo had patted and coaxed him lightly, but seeing that it didn't work, he could only hug him face to face.

It was too painful, Wang Shuo suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have lost his temper with Song Ning, he couldn't stop crying, being wronged like this, on the contrary made himself more tortured and uncomfortable.

Wang Shuo hugged him, put his hands on his waist, and easily found that he was thinner than the previous few days. He said helplessly, "Didn't I tell you to eat well?"

He wiped Song Ning's tears with his fingertips, and put his hand on his cheek.

Like a cat looking for comfort, Song Ning rubbed his palm to express her goodwill.

Feeling full and stable, Wang Shuo put him on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, and threw Song Ning's clothes in the bathroom into the trash can, then turned around and went to the kitchen to give him Song Ning cooked some hangover soup to relieve the headache and nausea.

He was busy in the kitchen, but Song Ning was very uneasy, for fear that Wang Shuo would walk to the kitchen door with his slippers on, regardless of his own intentions.

Leaning against the door, not daring to enter.

Wang Shuo wanted him to go back and lie down, but Song Ning's big watery eyes just looked at him like this, and he couldn't say anything.

In this way, one person is inside and one person is outside.

The hangover soup was ready soon, Wang Shuo held the bowl in one hand, and led him to sit on the sofa with the other.

The room was quiet, and I always felt that something was missing.

Wang Shuo went to look at the cat litter, but found nothing. He went to the balcony, bathroom, and three bedrooms, but he didn't see the kitten in any of them.

"Where is Song Xiaoshuo?"