The Charming Cannon Fodder

The only difference is the addition of Song Yushen.

But because the memory of last night has returned, she is not surprised that he is here, "Can you let go of uncle?"

Ying Rusheng did not answer Song Yushen's question, so he spontaneously held her wrist and carefully checked the inside of her arm.

After she fell asleep last night, he asked Han Kuang to look at her arm and gave her medicine. Now the marks have disappeared, but the scars are still shocking. She is cruel enough, even to herself.

"Wait until Han Kuang comes to check on you." He didn't mean to relax a bit around her hands.

Although Song Yushen did not say what the examination was, Ying Rusheng inexplicably remembered that Song Yushen thought she might be pregnant. After all, there is still a period of time before the next physical examination. There is nothing unusual about her now. Except for pregnancy, she thought If it doesn’t come out, what else needs to be checked, “Uncle wants Han Kuang to check if I’m pregnant?”

"And your arm." Song Yushen explained.

Ying Rusheng's guess was good, and Song Yushen really wanted to check whether she was pregnant. After all, since it had been opened yesterday, he didn't need to hide anything from her.

After confirming Song Yushen's thoughts, Ying Rusheng didn't move anymore. Since Song Yushen felt that she was pregnant and wanted to check her body, it would be good to check her heart.

So she waited quietly for Han Kuang to come, and didn't struggle anymore or ask Song Yushen anything, because after last night, she knew very well that Song Yushen was not like Qu Jingyu, and would stop entangled because of her few words. At least for a short time, Song Yushen will never let go because of her verbal persuasion. Even if it is temporarily let go of her now, it is absolutely impossible. And because she is drunk, she is still a little weak now, and she may not be able to push it. Drive him. In this case, she might as well save some tongue and energy.

Because of her laziness, Ying Rusheng has always been at ease, and doesn't like to do useless work, so she closed her eyes safely.

While Ying Rusheng closed her eyes and rested her mind, Song Yushen's gaze remained locked on her body, and her hands rubbed her hair in a gentle and intricate manner.

However, before Han Kuang came, Ying Rusheng went to wash up first, then had breakfast in the room, and then was hugged by Song Yushen again. Because of her fatigue, she couldn't break free for the time being, so she stopped doing useless work.

After Song Yushen embraced Ying Rusheng again, she inadvertently put the hosta into her hair, and then continued to gently stroke her hair.

The two seem to be extremely tender from beginning to end.

At least that's what Han Kuang came to think.

He nodded slightly, "Sir, madam."

It stands to reason that Song Yushen and Ying Rusheng are not in the same generation, but because now Song Yushen is not only Song Yushen's niece, but also his fiancee, the owner of Song Zhai has changed his name to Ying Rusheng as his wife.

"Check your wife. If you are pregnant, give me all the precautions." Song Yushen felt a little messy hair in Ying Rusheng's ear.

pregnancy?

The wife is still so young, and she has been in the house with her husband?

Han Kuang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Ying Rusheng who was in Song Yu's arms, but Ying Rusheng kept his eyes closed and rested, and did not perceive Han Kuang's gaze.

Because he was afraid of Song Yushen, he didn't dare to look more, nor did he dare to ask more, but when he responded, he began to check Ying Rusheng's body.

Ying Rusheng cooperated with Han Kuang's movements and did not make a sound, but when she felt the coolness, she trembled and opened her eyes.

It was also after she opened her eyes that she noticed a touch of milky white again between her wrists.

She suddenly remembered that Song Yushen seemed to have taken off her and returned the bracelet to him last night and put it on her hand again. She frowned slightly, raised her right hand and was about to take off the bracelet, but this time, the bracelet couldn't come off.

Has she gained weight recently?

It should be impossible for this reason. Even though she has gained weight, it makes no sense that Song Yushen could put on the bracelet last night, but she could not take it off.

While she was puzzled, a gentle voice rang in her ears in a low voice, "A Sheng don't have to try it. After putting the bracelet on you last night, I asked someone to change the size, and I can't take it off anymore."

Ying Rusheng's movement of taking the bracelet suddenly stopped, and after he reacted, he waved Song Yushen's extended hand, "Song Yushen, are you sick?!"

Ying Rusheng was really shocked this time. She never thought that Song Yushen would even change the size of the bracelet overnight to prevent her from taking off the bracelet.

Ying Rusheng's voice did not lower Song Yushen's voice, naturally it reached Han Kuang, who was examining her body. She waved Song Yushen away, Han Kuang could also see clearly.

Seeing Ying Rusheng treating Song Yushen like this, Han Kuang almost shook off the instrument in his hand, fearing that Ying Rusheng irritated Song Yushen, he quickly reminded, "Mrs., there is a wound on his arm!"

The husband's arm was injured the day before yesterday and it is very serious.

Mr. Yi’s character, although he may not be able to do anything to his fiancée, but when he is offended in this way, he may not continue to talk so well, but when he thought Song Yushen might be angry or upset, Song Yushen had wounds on his arm. It broke again and didn’t pay attention. At first, he lowered his eyes to appease Ying Rusheng, "Sorry, I did this without discussing with you, but if I tell you, you will definitely not allow it, but you are mine. Wife, it should be in your hands."

The first half of Song Yushen's sentence was an apology, but the second half was to inform her of his attitude.

Ying Rusheng heard what Han Kuang said, and vaguely saw the red wound on Song Yushen's arm, but she didn't care because she was indifferent and gentle by Song Yushen from beginning to end, but actually aroused some extreme paranoia. Angry.

From knowing Wen Yanfan’s things, Song Yushen refused to agree to parting, she has been swallowing that gloomy breath, but last night until now, he has repeatedly irritated her, and even put the bracelet on her without her consent. On hand. No matter how good Ren Shi Ying Rusheng's temper is, he was a little guilty and really angry because he wanted to separate after provoking Song Yushen.

"You are not afraid that I can't take it down and smash it?!" She laughed, but her eyes were full of coldness.

"Either it can only be worn on your hand, or it can only be broken by you, and there will be no third possibility." Song Yushen looked at Ying Rusheng and said clearly and clearly.

"Mrs. -" When Song Yushen's voice fell, Han Kuang frowned, and was about to stop Ying Rusheng, but he was drunk by Song Yushen's eyes. He could only watch Ying Rusheng pinch Song Yushen's wound.

For the first time, Han Kuang really saw how much Ying Rusheng's influence on Song Yushen was. In order to take care of his wife's emotions, his always rigorous husband allowed his wife to hurt himself.

Song Yushen seemed to have not sensed the injury on his arm, so he allowed Ying Rusheng to exert force, and even gently smoothed her hair that fell again because of bowing her head.

He pushed her too hard lately, and offended her like that last night. She must have depression in her heart.

But with her character, she definitely just kept this depression in her heart. But accumulating depression for a long time is not the solution, so he deliberately put on her a jade bracelet last night, in addition to selfishness, he also wanted her to vent her depression to him.

What's more, he would rather be angry with her so vividly than she has been indifferent, even if the object of the anger is him.

But even though she had planned for this a long time ago, when she really hurt him unscrupulously, his heart was still a little bitter.

Not because she hurt him, but because she didn't care about him being hurt. Only by being indifferent will you not care. After being together for so many years, he got deeper and deeper, but she still had no feelings for him at all.

Ying Rusheng is a little angry, but it is not so angry that she is irrational. At least so far, nothing has happened that can make her irrational. Moreover, her current anger is only a little bit, even making her emotionally ups and downs. The point is not reached.

She would injure Song Yushen's wound, not for other reasons, but to warn him that she could not let him calculate.

However, no matter how she hurt him, he was always smiling, gentle and tolerant.

Suddenly she felt boring and felt that her warning was just useless, so she suddenly let go, "Song Yushen, you are really sick."

From the beginning, she shouldn't care about Song Yushen. After all, he could be crazy to death and would not want to let go. How could she understand him?

This was the last sentence Ying Rusheng said to Song Yushen before she left. When she pinched Song Yushen, Han Kuang had already checked her body, but it would take a while for the results to come.

She was too lazy to wait, the result was not important, and his injury was even less important, so she left without hesitation.

Ying Rusheng left, but Song Yushen was still in her bedroom.

Is he really sick?

The warm white sunlight shone on his thin lenses, refracting a very shallow light. He laughed softly, he was indeed sick, and he was sick in his heart.

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Ying Rusheng left to take Bian Mu out and buy some things he needs, but he happened to meet Song Shunan who had just come out of the hotel next to him when he passed the mall.

Song Shunan should have just been socializing in a hotel, and there were several men in suits and leather shoes who came out with him, some of whom she recognized.

Ying Rusheng glanced, and left without being prepared to disturb, but was stopped by Song Shunan, "Sheng Sheng."

Even if Ying Rusheng was not going to say hello to Song Shunan, he had to stop and be surprised when he was stopped like this, "Big brother?"

She walked quickly to him, and then slightly nodded to the few people who came out with him before looking at Song Shunan again, "Is the eldest brother here on business?"

"Yeah." Song Shunan asked, "What is Sheng Sheng going to do here?"

"I'll buy something for the big baby." Ying Rusheng shook the dog chain in his hand.

"It just happens that my affairs have been handled, I'll accompany you." Song Shunan looked at Ying Rusheng leading Bian Mu, and smiled gently.

"no need--"

Before Ying Rusheng's refusal was completely spoken, Song Shunan said, "Big brother has no other meaning, but just remembered the habit and characteristics of the big baby that I wrote down yesterday, but I haven't told you yet. I just met today and you want to buy something for it. , I also have time, so I will tell you when I buy something with you directly, so as not to use it if you buy it wrong today."

After a short pause, he said again, "If you really don't like your eldest brother being with you, let's find a place to sit. I will tell you all the characteristics of your habits and you will buy it again."

Author: update tomorrow is likely to be delayed for some time, at 8:00 pm nine, I will inform the specific copy, Mody Mody clatter.

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Harm, why I think I'm being tricked by you, I think the D option is the best to write, but you all want to watch it.

I suspect that you choose D because you don't want to see Shengsheng with anyone in the main text, but want to see the story of Fanwaili with Shengsheng with everyone separately.

If you go to party, then uncle, brother, and brother Wen Yanfan will be separated in the final stage, and each person will be given a shengsheng. The ending of the text is completely open.

In this case, it is estimated that the text will end soon.

Fanwai should be updated slowly after the end of the text, because giving everyone a good ending is sweet essays. It’s too difficult for me to be an abuser. Procrastination

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