Song Yuzhang

Chen Hanmin didn't have binoculars, so he couldn't see clearly, he could only vaguely see the outline of a vast area not far away, he asked Meng Tingjing anxiously, "Brother Meng, let me have a look."

Meng Tingjing didn't move like a stone sculpture, Chen Hanmin was anxious and desperately reached out to grab his binoculars, when the binoculars were pulled, Meng Tingjing also moved, he turned his face, his eyes lightly passed over Chen Hanmin's face, Chen Hanmin looked at his face There was clearly no expression on his face, but it made him terrified, he put his hands down tremblingly, and pressed them to his sides, like a schoolboy who had been scolded, "Brother Meng, I'm anxious, and I want to see it too."

Meng Tingjing looked away, and casually threw the binoculars in his hand to him, and the crew on the side whispered softly.

After hearing the order, the crew immediately went back to the cabin to call for someone, and they got off the ship together to salvage and rescue people.

Meng Tingjing was about to turn around and go back to sit down, when she heard Chen Hanmin's joyful shout, "Mr. Song! It's Mr. Song!"

Meng Tingjing was very sensitive to this surname, he paused and asked, "Mr. Song?"

Chen Hanmin wept excitedly, his legs softened, and he sat down on the deck with his knees supported, crying sadly and relieved.

He always remembered that Song Yuzhang had gone and returned and landed beside him like a god, still holding his hand tightly before the big ship capsized.

Chen Hanmin believed in love, and wanted love, but his previous love seemed too superficial, piled up on letters, western food, and parks. Feel the weight of love.

Listening to a big man crying loudly, Meng Tingjing wrung each other with his hands behind his back, and wanted to give Chen Hanmin two big slaps in his heart - it was really noisy!

Meng Tingjing originally wanted to ask more questions, but when the words came to her mouth, she realized that if she asked too deeply, she might show her feet in the future, so she kept silent, turned her head to the "money empire" on the sea, and stared at it to see if it would be salvaged. Come up with someone.

After a while, the crew pushed the lifeboat closer, and the two partners, one on the back and the other on the arm, transported the person onto the boat together.

Chen Hanmin had been waiting to greet him, and couldn't wait to snatch the unconscious man into his arms, and then burst into tears, "Mr. Song, what's wrong with you, wake up soon..."

Meng Tingjing was tired of hearing it, striding over, and was about to ask naturally, but the words stopped when she reached her mouth.

There are four sons in the Song family.

Song Jincheng, Song Yekang, Song Qiyuan, and Song Mingzhao, these four young masters have different personalities and circumstances, but there is one thing - they are all outstanding in appearance, not ordinary outstanding, and the age difference between the four young masters is not too big. Song Zhenqiao was in good health the year before last At that time, a birthday banquet was held, and the four sons all appeared together. At that time, the newspaper reporter was shocked and said that the Song family was "full of gold and jade."

Meng Tingjing's first thought when she saw Song Yuzhang was: this will compare with all the Jin Yulangs in the family.

If we talk about beautiful people, Meng Tingjing has seen a lot since he was a child, and he himself is not bad. Although he doesn't care much about this, but not bad is not bad, he has to admit it, and Chen Hanmin hugged him like a mourner Meng Tingjing was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he asked Chen Hanmin first, "Brother Chen, is this your friend?"

"Yes," Chen Hanmin said with a crying face like a little widow, "this is Mr. Song who came back from studying in England."

Meng Tingjing said "Oh", because she had a premonition, so she was not surprised, "Leave the person to me."

A doctor was brought on board, and Chen Hanmin knew that he could not regain Song Yuzhang's soul by crying, so he obediently let him out. He supported Song Yuzhang and wanted to return Song Yuzhang to the two crew members.

"I come."

Meng Tingjing leaned over and easily hugged Song Yuzhang with two arms that Chen Hanmin thought were very slender.

Chen Hanmin felt that the scene in front of him was a bit funny.

Song Yuzhang has a big frame, tall and slender, and looks very chic at first glance, but it is quite strange that such a tall and handsome man is held in the arms of another man with a slightly more handsome appearance.

Meng Tingjing walked into the cabin with Song Yuzhang in his arms, and weighed it as he walked, thinking that this person must have lost weight at sea, with no flesh on his waist, smooth skin, and slightly hot, Meng Tingjing lowered his head, and looked at the tightly closed sheet again. Looking at the face of the eyes, he thought: "Unfortunately, I can't see what he looks like when he opens his eyes."

When the doctor came, Meng Tingjing sent Chen Hanmin away with an excuse, stood to the side and lit a cigarette. After a rough diagnosis, the doctor said, "Young master, this gentleman is dehydrated and needs an infusion."

Meng Tingjing flicked his hands, "Go and prepare."

After the doctor went out, Meng Tingjing put the cigarette on the window sill, quickly lifted the hem of his coat, drew his gun and loaded it, and arrived at Song Yuzhang's hospital bed in three steps.

Meng Tingjing held up the Browning in his hand, and pointed the black muzzle at Song Yuzhang's head. He didn't shoot, but used the muzzle of the gun as a miniature telescope to carefully trace Song Yuzhang's face.

What a beautiful person.

I am afraid that in this life, I will never have the chance to meet a man who is better and more complete than this one.

It's also a rarity.

After completely memorizing this face, Meng Tingjing held up the gun and aimed it at the eyes that he had no chance to see. He raised his hand, then put Browning away, and put it back again. Pin it on your waist.

Using a gun is both stupid and conspicuous. Meng Tingjing didn't intend to use a gun at the beginning. He drew the gun just to testify to the bullets sent by Song Jincheng. He thought that such a rare item deserved his respect.

When the doctor came back, he brought a medicine bottle, gave Song Yuzhang an infusion, and inserted a needle into his pulse. Meng Ting sat quietly and watched, and found that Song Yuzhang's arms were also very beautiful, thin, long, and with smooth muscle lines, neither weak nor fierce. It is a decorative beauty.

Meng Tingjing asked the doctor to leave, and then called the crew to bring over some of the salvaged smoke.

At this time, only Meng Tingjing and the unconscious Song Yuzhang were left in the room. Meng Tingjing sat by the boat, at first he just played with the pocket watch in his arms, but gradually, he couldn't sit still anymore. There was a rare item in front of him, and he was about to die. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't enjoy some rare goods at this time?

Meng Tingjing was not very interested in men or women since she was a child.He grew up in a big family with a large number of people. As long as he can remember, his male elders are all three wives and four concubines, and there are too many ridiculous things between men and women.Growing up in such a family, one would either inherit the family's glorious tradition and become a sanctimonious old pervert, or simply rebel to the end and become a complete ascetic.

Meng Tingjing took a compromise route and became a sanctimonious ascetic, with a wild mind and a clean body, sometimes eager to try, but in the end it was nothing.There are not many people who can make him look up to, so Meng Tingjing lacks some experience.

When the man was rescued, he had no clothes on his upper body, and Meng Tingjing didn't look at it carefully. At this time, he lifted the quilt and observed Song Yuzhang's body carefully. All meat is beautiful.

The days of wandering at sea did not make him so embarrassed, Meng Tingjing thought of the group of black and red people, and couldn't understand why Song Yuzhang was still so white and beautiful.

At the end, he nodded again as if suddenly realizing.

Because this person is God's darling, let him be born well, and he can't bear to ruin his goodness.

Meng Ting said quietly: "Lan Yan is unlucky."

After seeing it clearly, Meng Tingjing stretched out her hand and touched Song Yuzhang's face with the back of her hand. It was still slightly hot, and her skin was extremely smooth, like warm silk, smooth but not greasy, and full of elasticity. His face slid to his shoulders, and then to his arms, and he found that those uniform lines were smooth and graceful, as if they were meticulously crafted by God, and there was no mistake.

Meng Tingjing couldn't help thinking: This is still suffering from illness, if it is raised well, how beautiful it will be?

When Meng Tingjing played with Song Yuzhang as a large porcelain figure, Song Yuzhang was dreaming.

He dreamed that Nie Yinbing broke into his room in the middle of the night and went mad at him with a gun in his hand. Nie Yinbing was tall, tall and slender. He was born in a military academy. Although he was thin, he was very energetic. On a normal face, he always put on an expression of hating everything, as if he was ready to beat someone up at any time.

Song Yuzhang panicked when he pointed the gun at him, but the panic was limited. He thought that although Nie Yinbing was not a good-tempered person, he wouldn't want to kill him for so many oceans.

Nie Yinbing really didn't want his life, so he rushed up and touched his face without saying a word.

Song Yuzhang was very surprised.

He never expected that Nie Yinbing, who treated him very coldly, would like him.

Probably because his expression was too surprised, he stabbed Nie Yinbing instead, "Zhao Jianfang, what do you mean! Don't say you can't see it!"

Song Yuzhang wanted to explain that Nie Yinbing was too reserved, but the two lips were so dry and sticky together that they couldn't say anything.

Some strange images began to flash in Song Yuzhang's mind again. At one time, it was Little Cherry tying a bow tie for him, and at another time, he was riding a horse with Tang Jin. He was extremely confused, and the waves on the sea were photographed, and finally he was beaten out of the nightmare.

Song Yuzhang opened his eyes, and a colorful snowflake flashed in front of him. After the snowflakes passed, he saw the decoration similar to the cabin in the ship, and he was a little confused. He wondered if he had a long dream. He breathed lightly After a few times, it was only then that he realized that someone was rubbing his fingers, one by one, moving back and forth from the beginning to the end, and pinching when passing the upper and lower knuckles, which was completely a playful attitude.

Song Yuzhang lowered his eyes slowly, and found that a strange man was sitting beside his bed and playing with his fingers fascinatedly. He was slightly startled, and opened his lips with difficulty, "You..."

Meng Tingjing was thinking about whether he should have a manicure for Song Yuzhang's nails, so that it would be more dignified when he left, when he suddenly heard a movement, he suddenly raised his head, and he looked into a pair of black and white eyes, and his curly eyelashes fluttered up and down gently, bringing out A little confused, obviously puzzled by the situation in front of him.

Song Yuzhang woke up from a coma just now, and he was almost at a loss. After the two looked at each other for a while, the other party smiled at him calmly, "Brother Yuzhang, you're awake."

This time, Song Yuzhang was more than half awake.

—this man knows his real name!

Shock quickly swept through Song Yuzhang's mind, he almost felt panicked, wishing he could hide himself immediately.

After leaving Chunxing, he lived in lies and deceit for a long time, but the stranger in front of him suddenly tore off his mask and called him by his real name!

There are very few people in this world who know his real name, except for Chun Xing, who didn't know anything about him when he was sixteen or seventeen. He had made one or two lovers who knew their names, and Song Yuzhang couldn't remember the appearance of those old lovers. up.

He didn't know if the person in front of him was the old lover he had befriended when he was young, but the other person knew his name, and he was indeed a good-looking little boy...

Is it?

Song Yuzhang was chaotic and couldn't think about things carefully. He instinctively played the playboy's strengths, thinking that no matter what, he would stabilize the other party before talking, so he naturally smiled at the person first.

Meng Tingjing has seen a lot of smiles. With his ability, anyone who sees him has to smile first. Meng Tingjing doesn't care if those smiles are true or false, and never takes them to heart. However, the smile touched one of his heartstrings for some reason, and the slightest touch of water caused ripples in his thoughts.

Just as he fell into a daze, the finger he held was pulled out, the skin slid across, soft and fresh to the touch, Meng Tingjing lowered his head, watching the living finger go back and forth, and held it in turn. He squeezed his fingertips lightly.