Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

But Song Chen felt that tonight was indeed an opportunity.

After being injured, it's only natural to take the opportunity to act coquettishly, right?

I was always a little bit embarrassed at ordinary times, but now I am fine, there is a reason.

He came out after brushing his teeth, and saw Zhao Jindong speaking in a low voice again, talking about work matters, both in Chinese and English.

His spoken English is so fluent and pure that it is sexy. His English is also good, but it is a dumb English, and he can't do it with a single mouth.When he lived in a single apartment, he once met a foreigner downstairs to pick up a courier. The foreigner didn’t know how to pick it up. He asked him. He thought it would be easy to help the foreigner with his English. Who knew that he stuttered and didn't say a complete sentence.

This is a matter of education level. A pure and fluent foreign language requires money as the cornerstone.He doesn't have that condition.

When Zhao Jindong saw him come back, he went to the balcony to talk. It was already dark outside, and through the glass door of the balcony, he couldn't see the outside clearly. He could only see the outline of Zhao Jindong's back. Boss style.

Song Chen climbed into bed and lay down, thinking that if he had time, he would learn more foreign languages, which would definitely be useful when traveling abroad in the future.

He really wants to be such an excellent person as Zhao Jindong. In terms of personal quality, he is really far behind the sons of the Zhao family.I don't know how many years he will have to work hard to catch up with them.

Zhao Jindong was busy for another half an hour before taking a break, this time he directly turned off his phone.

"Did it bother you?" Zhao Jindong asked after closing the balcony door.

Song Chen said, "No."

Zhao Jindong said: "I came back in a hurry, and some work needs to be finished."

He got up and went to the bathroom.

Song Chen was lying on the hospital bed, eager to move.

He's thinking about how he's going to start.

After all, he was injured, and lying on the hospital bed was not honest. Thinking about it, it was a little embarrassing.It would be best if Zhao Jindong could take the initiative.

Zhao Jindong offered to put his arms around him, but he politely refused, which was just right.

Song Chen was full of hope and waited for Zhao Jindong to come out.Who knew that after Zhao Jindong came out of the bathroom, he said to him, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

Song Chen said, "I can't sleep."

"uncomfortable?"

"Headache."

Zhao Jindong stood up again: "I'll call the doctor."

"No need to go," Song Chen secretly sighed in his heart, but he failed to pretend to be successful. It seems that he still wants to take the initiative this time: "Just hug me."

"..." Zhao Jindong looked at him with bright and dark expressions on his face.

This was the first time Song Chen acted like a baby, and his face became hot after he did it, but he couldn't be cowardly at this time, it would be even more embarrassing.

So Song Chen frowned, holding on to his fierceness: "I want you to hug me, do you hear me?"

Zhao Jindong wanted to smile or not, and looked at his bed.

After all, it is a luxurious ward with a large bed, so it is not a problem to sleep two people.

He sat down beside Song Chen's bed, and suddenly understood why Song Chen brushed his teeth just now.

He said, "Does it hurt anymore?"

Song Chen didn't speak, but moved aside to make room for Zhao Jindong.

He discovered that when he first passed through, it was useless to be aggressive with Zhao Jindong, he had to be soft, but now it was the other way around, it was more useful to be tough with Zhao Jindong than to be soft.

Thinking back how much Zhao Jindong hated the arrogant him back then, when he fell in love with him, he could accept anything.A man's heart is really a needle in the sea!

Zhao Jindong came over with a pillow and lay down on his bed. Song Chen's bed smelled a little like medicine, and the medicine smell on his body was also very strong, covering his own breath. The hospital gown he was wearing was a little loose, and his figure looked very skinny.

Song Chen belongs to the kind of person who is not actually thin, but looks very thin, but his arms and legs are actually fleshy, and his buttocks are even more fleshy.

"Go to sleep." Zhao Jindong turned off the headlights as he said that. Song Chen just wanted to say that he should just sleep like this, but was hugged by Zhao Jindong.

Zhao Jindong's breath rushed towards his face, and Song Chen fell into his warm embrace, and the churning desires in his heart suddenly became much quieter. In fact, it's not bad to just hug him to sleep.

But he was not sleepy yet, the heat in Zhao Jindong's arms was suffocating him, there was still a small light on in the room, it was not bright or dark, and he could see the face clearly, but his mind was a little wandering, Song Chen stared at Zhao Near East chin look.

The cyan stubble on the chin was stubbled and looked very hard.

A man's beard, in fact, is sometimes a very sexy place. It is not a pure symbol of masculinity, but between the beds. The thorny beard can also be a man's weapon, used to pierce some sensitive parts.

Song Chen thought, if at this moment, Zhao Jindong, a man who seems to be holding his chest, turned and licked for a long time like last time, he would probably get stabbed in his...

How ashamed.

Song Chen is a person who knows his shame but can't restrain his waves.

As a man, there is no need to be coquettish, he has to be a man of action.

So Song Chen stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Jindong's chin.

Zhao Jindong moved a bit, and lowered his eyes to look at him.Song Chen said, "Your beard is so prickly."

Sure enough, it was just as he thought, prickly, hard, and rough to the touch.

Whether it is now or Song Chenchen's time, he has very little beard and doesn't shave frequently. Even the stubble that just came out is softer than Zhao Jindong's.

He wanted to touch his lips, but Zhao Jindong grabbed his hand and said, "I didn't have time to shave."

"At what age did you start shaving?"

"High school or college, I can't remember."

"I started shaving in my sophomore year." When Song Chen said this, he suddenly felt as if he had missed something. He didn't know when Song Chen in the original work shaved.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jindong gave a "hmm" and said, "You have no hair in the first place."

Song Chen felt that these words were ambiguous.

Then Zhao Jindong added: "I said mouth."

"I thought you said something else about me, so I said, why am I hairless, I..."

Who knew that he didn't utter the word "Yin", so he heard Zhao Jindong say in a deep voice, "Don't be a fool."

Song Chen pursed his lips, holding a breath in his chest.

After a while, Song Chen said again: "I may have a scar on my forehead."

He still cared a little bit, mainly because he felt pity.But with his current appearance, even if he has a scar on his forehead, he is still a handsome guy. At worst, if his bangs are longer, they will cover them up.

But Zhao Jindong will face him day and night in the future, and he will always see his scar.

"I asked the doctor, and the doctor said it wouldn't be obvious. If you really mind, you can do things like medical beauty now, right?" Zhao Jindong said, "Don't think about these things, just take care of your wounds with peace of mind." serious."

"I don't mind, I just don't know if you mind." Song Chen said.

Zhao Jindong passed an arm under his neck, stroked the hair behind his ear with his big hand, and said, "I don't mind, it's not too ugly to look at."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Chen tremble suddenly, and then took a hissing breath.

Shocked, Zhao Jindong immediately got up: "I told you not to move around, does it hurt?"

Song Chen said, "Then touch my ear."

"..."

I can't help it, the earlobe is also sensitive, when Zhao Jindong touches it, the temperature on the fingers seems to be charged, the body instinctively wants to hide, I can't stand it.

Zhao Jindong really didn't touch it on purpose, one hand was behind Song Chen's ear, and he would rub his fingers against his hair, but it was just an instinctive reaction of his body when he was cuddling and talking.Touching Song Chen's earlobe was purely accidental.

He had no idea at first, but when Song Chen messed with him like this, some thoughts that shouldn't have popped into his mind.

However, he has never been a man with sperm and brains, let alone Song Chen is injured now.He sat up and said, "I'd better sleep on that bed. Be honest, and wait until you get better. Don't waste time."

"Don't waste money", is really what Zhao Jindong loves to say to him.

Song Chen watched Zhao Jindong lie down on another bed and said, "I can't sleep."

"Squinting to count sheep." Zhao Jindong turned over while speaking, leaving only his back.

Song Chen silently looked at Zhao Jindong for a while, then closed his eyes.

It's a near failure, forget it, wait for him to recover from his injuries and then fight again.Knowing that Zhao Jindong likes him, he has more confidence in his heart. When he attacks in the future, he can adjust his strategy and firepower.

He closed his eyes and counted the sheep, and when he had familiarized more than 80 sheep, Zhao Jindong, who was opposite him, turned his head gently, and looked at Song Chen who was lying flat with his eyes closed and his mouth was closed by the soft light in the ward. Not moving at all, probably counting, and will pause for a while, and then continue counting.

He slowly turned over and lay facing Song Chen, looking at him.

In fact, this time, everyone's attention was on Song Chen and Zhao Xinzhi, but Zhao Jindong's heart agitated no less than the two of them.

But what he hears and sees, in his chaotic and unhappy life, can be regarded as some comfort.From then on, the farther is farther, the nearer is closer, the far is not an extravagant hope, and the near is a surprise.

He was looking at Song Chen, and suddenly realized that Song Chen couldn't count. He opened his eyes, but they didn't fully open them. They were half-opened and half-closed, as if in a daze.

Song Chen found that counting sheep didn't work for him at all.After counting for so long, he still didn't feel sleepy at all, but the more he counted, the more he became more sober. Occasionally, he slipped away, and he even forgot how many times he had counted.

He stared blankly for a while with his eyes open, in a half-empty state.

Seeing Song Chen suddenly reach out his hand, Zhao Jindong touched his earlobe.

After touching it, there was that coquettish and silly smile on the face, the person with fair skin looked like a beautiful jade in the hazy halo, that kind of embarrassing, but also The sweet appearance of spring really makes people feel itchy.

Song Chen was distracted, and with secret poking thoughts in his heart, he turned his head and glanced at Zhao Jindong who was sleeping on the bed next to him.

In the end, Zhao Jindong looked at him with bright eyes and deep eyes.