The Charming Cannon Fodder

"I woke you up?" Seeing Ying Rusheng waking up suddenly, Song Shunan paused slightly and lowered his eyes to look at her.

Ying Rusheng is only slightly conscious, not particularly awake, so the voice is not particularly clear and vague, "No...I woke up."

Song Shunan laughed suddenly, even if she was so drunk, she still did not forget to think from his perspective.

He held her tightly, and didn't wake up her current state. He just said warmly, "Since I haven't woken up, just continue to sleep. Brother is here."

"Yeah." Ying Rusheng realized that there was no danger, and his mind turned slowly. He didn't even realize that there was something wrong, so he quickly followed his habit and found a safe place to continue sleeping.

Song Shunan looked at the young girl who consciously curled up into his arms again and was sleeping peacefully after looking at it. The smile in his eyes was unconsciously softer.

There were many people downstairs, and he naturally unfolded the suit jacket wrapped around the girl, caged the girl out of sight, and then hugged the girl downstairs.

Lin Jiuyuan, who was watching the whole journey not far from the beginning to the end, wondered, did the siblings get along like this? Seeing that she is about to burst into pink bubbles, she obviously looks more like a congenial, warm and affectionate couple.

The people downstairs had noticed when Song Shunan was holding Ying Rusheng downstairs, and they were shocked. They thought that Ying Rusheng's brother took the drunk Ying Rusheng home, and at most he helped her downstairs, but he did not expect to hug the person directly. And from his slow and steady pace, it is not difficult to see that he does not want to wake Ying Rusheng.

The girls' eyes are full of envy, and they are so gentle with their sisters, what about their wives? The boys also have envy in their eyes. They are envious of Song Shunan’s appearance and his success. Even though they don’t know that the boys don’t know Song Shunan, it’s not difficult to tell from the other’s clothes and the assistant behind him. success.

Mo Qiming's eyes were a little sad, he hesitated for a moment, but still mustered the courage to walk over, "Mr. Song."

Song Shunan looked at the boy who suddenly appeared beside him, and turned his eyes to look at him in confusion, "Hello, may I ask you who?"

Mo Qiming's gaze unconsciously swept over Ying Rusheng in Song Shunan's arms, but Ying Rusheng was very well protected by Song Shunan, and his face was leaning against Song Shunan's arms. He could barely see her. Face.

An unconscious loss slipped across his eyes, and then he said, "Hello, Mr. Song, I am Mo Qiming, a classmate of Song’s college classmate, and I want to apologize to Song and you.”

He said, "Student Song was drunk today because of my negligence. Student Song said that she could not drink and asked me to pour grape juice for her. As a result, I mixed some wine in grape juice and she became drunk. Sorry."

He bent down slightly to apologize.

Song Shunan is much older and younger, and he has been in charge of the huge Boheng Group for many years. He is mature, wise, cold and powerful enough to make the old foxes in the market have to give in three steps, but usually he hides the market in front of Ying Rusheng. Ruthlessly and rationally, he completely spoiled her as a brother.

In this way, he could naturally see that when the teenager walked over, he immediately looked at the girl in his arms, even the superficial mind and tension in his eyes. The expression in his eyes was slightly condensed, alienated but polite and polite, "It's okay, you were kind to help Shengsheng pour grape juice, but the result is unintentional, don't worry about it."

Even if Mo Qiming is already extremely good among his peers, he is far inferior to a man of heaven like Song Shunan, completely inferior to his aura and elegance. Just one back and forth, the aura between the opponent's gestures has been crushed so that he can't struggle.

After Song Shunan politely greeted the young man, he said goodbye to the host's family and left with Ying Rusheng.

However, the discussion in the room did not disappear or weaken with the departure of the two, but became more enthusiastic. After all, although everyone is more or less in good family conditions, even rich people, but no one expected Ying Rusheng The identity seems to have exceeded their expectations. There are people who vaguely know the identities of Song Shunan and Ying Rusheng, but they dare not speak at will, so the speculation in the room becomes more and more endless.

The outdoor evening breeze was blowing, Song Shunan frowned slightly, tightened his suit jacket tightly to wrap the girl's body, and then went out and quickly got into the car.

He didn't let the driver drive until the girl was placed.

In the car, because the girl was sleeping, Song Shunan had never talked and was always very quiet, except that Song Shunan's extremely faint voice was occasionally knocking on the keyboard.

After a while, the girl seemed to be uncomfortable sleeping, her head tilted slightly, her face turned to face Song Shunan.

Song Shunan slowly stopped the movements in his hand to look at the girl. Seeing that she was not awake at all, she just turned her head in her sleep, and a very shallow smile was drawn on the corners of her lips, which naturally smoothed her slightly because of the sideways The messy hair, she covered her suit jacket before proceeding with the documents.

But when he received half of his hand, he stopped abruptly. He never knew that she couldn't even take a sip of wine.

At this moment, drunk, she was lying on his side with closed eyes, behaved and quiet. Against the faint light, the faint red on the side of her face smeared silently, as if spreading into the eyes that were clear and tranquil when they opened.

Although the girl is still young, Fenghua has already begun to show her character, and her personality is gentle and considerate, without the stubbornness of her peers. He seems to have never seen the meaning of arrogance in her, and it is no wonder that he wants to be close. She has so many teenagers. Previously, she was a boy who went to Qingyuan to paint with her. Now she is a classmate.

But she was too young. He didn't want her to indulge in love prematurely. He also didn't like having boys distract her from his heart.

He laughed, caring about her for a long time, he has already begun to reluctant to bear it, and sometimes even reluctant to bear her to marry. The thought of a girl who will grow up and marry someone else will make him feel uncomfortable.

This kind of strange care was something he had never had before, but it felt very good.

Song Shunan is the only righteous heir of the Song family. His mother passed away too early. Chairman Song Fengliu has very little affection for him. More often, he will be thrown to various industry leaders and let them teach him to become a talent. Teach him to grow by himself. So Song Shunan almost never grew up with a childhood. In this way, he was calm and rational from a young age until Ying Rusheng broke into his life.

His gaze became more gentle, and he was willing to spoil her like this, but perhaps it was because of his brother's worry and love that he didn't want her to marry.

Because he heard his friends complain that when his sister got married, he wanted to tear up the brother-in-law who had abducted his sister, and was even more worried that the brother-in-law would treat her sister badly. He couldn't understand at the time, but now he seems to understand.

The assistant suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to say to Song Shunan, but suddenly saw the scene in front of him that he wanted to make him poke his eyes. Miss Song fell asleep quietly, but his own Mr. Song was not close to Miss Song. At the same time, his expression was even more tender and outrageous. Even if they are brothers and sisters, the distance is too ambiguous, not to mention that he knows that Mr. Song and Miss Song are not brothers and sisters at all.

All the words in my throat suddenly got stuck, and I instantly understood why Song always treats Miss Song so well. Perhaps Song always does not treat Miss Song as a sister, but instead treats Miss Song as his wife. After all, what Will my brother hate being with my sister all the time? She spoiled her sister to the point of nowhere, doing everything by herself.

Song Shunan is very keen, and the moment the assistant turned his head, he constricted his expression, and vaguely realized that something was wrong with him just now. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand to ask the assistant, he suddenly rushed because a car was driving across the field. The driver had to slow down quickly for safety.

It was this deceleration that even if the drunk Ying Rusheng fastened his seat belt, he would rush out suddenly because of inertia. Song Shunan hurriedly held her body, but at the same time, his body suddenly froze, and even the hand holding her arm tightened unconsciously.

Because of his own mistake, the driver quickly apologized to Song Shunan after stabilizing the speed, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, a car came over suddenly just now, and I almost made a mistake."

He was a little nervous, afraid that Song Shunan would blame him. Although Song Shunan has always treated his subordinates very well, the atmosphere at that moment was too tight, and even the driver became nervous for some reason, especially now that Mr. Song has not Responding to him immediately made him even more nervous.

After a long time, he heard a sentence from behind, "It's okay."

I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the voice of Mr. Song's words was extremely low, as if he was forcibly suppressing something.

Ying Rusheng felt a sudden bump in her forehead, especially painful, and she opened her eyes dimly.

In the dim light, she was drunk again, her vision was particularly unclear, she unconsciously raised her hand to stroke her forehead, and muttered, "The head hurts."

Her warm and elegant breath lingers in his nose, perhaps because of drinking, the familiar breath seems to be faintly mixed with intoxicating breath, and it is burning up little by little, as if it is burning his skin. .

Song Shunan didn't speak immediately. He looked at the girl close at hand, his eyes were deep and quiet, but his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't control it, and it was even more intense because of her proximity.

In the night, he is like an elegant cheetah hiding in the darkest place waiting for an opportunity, while the young white fox, who has nowhere to hide under the light, does not seem to know the danger, and even becomes dull because of the warm breath on his side and feel unaccustomed to it. The ground retreated away, but was suddenly held by his arm.

Holding the arm, Ying Rusheng frowned slightly, and his consciousness faintly gathered, "I have a headache... don't catch me."

Her words were intermittent, but Song Shunan understood, and his eyes slowly turned to her forehead. Her headache was because she was hit by him just now. Thinking about this, the look in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he did not let go. On her wrist, before she spoke next time, she asked softly, "Does it have a headache? Will you rub it for you?"

His voice is as soft as ever, but there is a husky under the softness.

If it were normal, the girl would have heard Song Shunan's abnormality long ago, and would never agree to it, let alone complain about the headache softly in front of him. But at this time, the girl was completely drunk and nodded subconsciously.

After getting the answer, Song Shunan's slender hand gently pressed the girl's forehead.

At the moment when the skin touched, a feeling of electric shock penetrated his body from his fingertips, and the heart that had calmed down suddenly began to beat violently again.

But the girl did not notice the abnormality of her brother at all, so she was rubbed so that her head no longer hurts, and she lay down with her eyes closed beside him, calm and well-behaved, and her warm breath was gently sprayed between his neck. , Hot and scorching hot, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his gentle but hoarse voice was tight, "Does it still hurt?"

He was asking her.

But the girl had already fallen asleep again.

He lowered his gaze to look at her close at hand. Her brows were calm, and her lips curled unconsciously in her sleep. It was also a clear and elegant color, but it fell in his eyes like a warm red. He clearly remembered the touch at that moment, soft and throbbing.

As if to verify, he slowly raised his hand to touch the corner of her lips. The familiar yet unfamiliar touch penetrated the heart in an instant, and the uncontrollable emotions in his heart would scream out, just like everything The neglected and misunderstood emotions were interpreted most completely in an instant.

But no matter how he touched, the girl still fell asleep ignorantly.

For a long time, he closed his eyes slightly, covering all the emotions under his eyes, but quietly felt the softness under his fingers and the unstoppable beating in his heart.

Seeing the whole process, including Ying Rusheng's shock and Song Shunan's lip touch, the assistant felt that there was too much information tonight, and his entire brain was about to explode.

He didn't dare to interrupt, he just glanced at President Song, who had already ignored him, and it was not just his guess, did Song realize it himself? Otherwise, she wouldn't do this to Miss Song. But President Song and Miss Song are brothers and sisters after all, and Miss Song was brought up by President Song again... No, Miss Song's age is still not grown up, right?

The more shocked he was, for such a giant Xinmi, the less he knew, the better.

Song Shunan didn't notice the look in his assistant's eyes, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it for the time being. He was working on his own thoughts, wondering when his feelings for her had deteriorated.

Although Song Shunan has never loved anyone, and has never been close to anyone, a truly intelligent and wise person is sufficiently transparent in all aspects.

If he didn’t want her to marry and socialize with others before, it could be interpreted as treating her as a younger sister. He felt that she was young and feared that she would suffer. But because of the sudden slowdown, her lips touched his lips, but he He didn't hate it at all, and even the moment he wanted to ask for more was enough for him to understand his feelings, not to mention the gentleness of her lips on the fingertips now made him throb.

He wanted to figure out when the brother-sister relationship he thought had deteriorated, but it became more and more chaotic.

He always thought that he was pampering her as a younger sister, protecting her, petting her, and loving her, but from the beginning, because of each other's identities, he ignored that he was willing to give her this love. Being a younger sister is not putting yourself in the position of brother at all.

"Mr Song, here it is."

The driver didn't know what happened. When he apologized to Song Shunan for braking suddenly, he didn't dare to turn his head when he had to concentrate on driving, so naturally he saw nothing.

Even now, Song Shunan couldn't figure out everything, but he looked at Ying Rusheng, who was sleeping unsteadily on his side, temporarily put aside his chaotic thoughts, hugged her and walked indoors.

When Song Yushen and Song Penian were about to go upstairs, they heard the sound of opening the door, and the sight of Song Shunan walking into the house holding Ying Rusheng in the front of them.

Song Shunan didn't expect to see Song Yushen and Song Peinian as soon as he walked into the house. He was taken aback for a moment, and when they saw them staring at them thoughtfully, he remembered his thoughts.

After all, he was not completely calm, he felt guilty for a moment and dodged, and after nodding to the two of them, he was about to go upstairs.

Song Penian looked at the intimate appearance of Song Shunan and Ying Rusheng, without knowing how he was awkwardly asked, "Big brother, what's wrong with sister? Is it uncomfortable?"

In his memory, Ying Rusheng had never been carried home like this, and he could not even walk at home. He originally went to the study room on the first floor to ask his third uncle about some questions, but he didn't expect that when he came out with his third uncle to go upstairs, he saw his older brother holding his sister back.

That is, the moment Song Peinian spoke, Song Yushen's gaze turned for a moment on him, then turned to Song Shunan and Ying Rusheng who was protected by him.

He took a sip of the warm water in the glass, the look behind the lenses was as deep as promised, and there was a very shallow lip mark on the collar of Song Shunan's white shirt. He remembered that his niece, perhaps because she was still young, didn't use lipstick very much, but had been using a very light lip gloss, which is the color of the lip print on Song Shunan's collar now.

He frowned slightly and looked at Ying Rusheng in Song Shunan's arms, but she was so well guarded by Song Shunan, he couldn't see anything at all, but saw her gently nestled in Song Shunan's arms .

Suddenly, he thought that although this niece was quiet and well-behaved when he was by his side, she had never been as submissive and submissive as Song Shunan's arms at this moment. Even if he was found following him that day, she was calm and tough. The look in his eyes darkened a little inexplicably.

Song Shunan passed Song Yushen and glanced at Song Peinian thoughtfully. Peinian is aloof and arrogant. Although he treats others politely, he always has a sense of distance. At this moment, he suddenly asked about Shengsheng's situation. Perhaps he suddenly discovered his feelings for Shengsheng, he would look a little weird to anyone now.

But Peinian's eyes were clean again, there was no emotion that shouldn't be there, it seemed to be pure doubt and shock.

After a while, he collected his thoughts and said quietly, "She drank red wine as grape juice and was drunk. I will send her up to rest first."

After greetings, he stopped looking at the two of them and left with Ying Rusheng in a stride.

Song Peinian was stunned by his sudden behavior at the moment he spoke, but at the moment he listened to the explanation but forgot the sudden sound he had just said. Suddenly he was stunned and drank the wrong drink, so he was drunk? How much do you have to drink to become completely drunk?

And she went to a friend’s birthday party, and she drank it like this. What if she is in danger if she is not by her side?

Song Yushen withdrew his gaze at the moment Song Shunan's figure disappeared behind the door, "Let's go, we should go up too."

"...Okay." Song Peinian didn't stop his thoughts, and didn't react until Song Yushen called him, and followed him half a beat late.

He rubbed his seemingly tired temples, how could he suddenly think so much because she was drunk.

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In Ying Rusheng's bedroom, the servants were busy up and down.

Under the service of the servant, Ying Rusheng drank the sober soup half asleep and took a brief rinse.

When she finished washing up, the servants left, and she was a little more awake. She was about to cross the aisle to go to sleep in the master bedroom, but there was a sudden excitement before lying down, and there seemed to be someone on the sofa next to the bed.

She turned her eyes to see.

A man in a black suit leaned back elegantly and calmly on the sofa, flipping through the magazines beside the sofa.

Song Shunan.

Ying Rusheng was surprised, "Big Brother hasn't gone back to rest?"

She vaguely remembered being sent back by Song Shunan, because she seemed to have seen Song Shunan at Yuanyuan's house. But she has washed for so long, he hasn't gone back yet?

Song Shunan put down the magazine and looked at the girl.

Outside the window is the endless night spreading, but inside the window is the warm light. The girl was standing next to the warm light in her ankle-length nightdress. She was quiet and indifferent, completely different from the state where the car was leaning against him.

But no matter when it was, the girl never had any mild emotions towards him in her eyes. Perhaps in her eyes, he just loves her and protects her elder brother, but he doesn't know when he should have thoughts about her.

His fingertips moved slightly, rubbing lightly, and the temperature of the girl's cheeks and lips seemed to be still on his fingertips.

After a while, he looked at her, his voice slightly hoarse, "I am worried about you, and I will wait for you to come out." He stood up, "Since you are all right, I should go back to rest."

"I'm okay, thank you for your concern." Although Ying Rusheng became sober a lot, she was drunk. Now she only has a brief sobriety because of washing. When Song Shunan is about to leave, she will I climbed into bed, but I still remember the basic etiquette, "It's late now, eldest brother also go back to rest earlier."

Song Shunan took a deep look at Ying Rusheng, then walked over and touched her head, before smiling, "Okay, brother will go back now, Shengsheng will take care of herself."

After Song Shunan left, Ying Rusheng quickly climbed onto the bed, pulled the quilt and fell asleep.

Song Shunan, who walked out of Ying Rusheng's master bedroom but had not yet left her bedroom, hesitated for a moment when he walked slowly to the door and turned back.

When he turned back, it was only two or three minutes later, but Ying Rusheng was already asleep, and the warm-colored wall lamp was faintly lit.

Ying Rusheng often suffers from insomnia and can't sleep well, but she slept fast and peacefully after drinking, which is one of the reasons why she likes to drink.

Song Shunan sat down by Ying Rusheng’s bed, looking at the sleeping girl under the quilt with a complicated expression. He still did not know when and why he fell in love with her, but it is true that he loves her, maybe The reason is not so important.

He knew very well that although he didn't have any special hobbies, he didn't have any strange hobbies, but he really fell in love with his sister unconsciously, even when she was so young, maybe he didn't understand what feelings are.

And even if she knows what feelings are, can she accept him? She is so much younger than him, and he is her elder brother, whether he is biological or not, in the eyes of outsiders, love between brother and sister is incest.

He can stop verbal abuse from unexpected people, and he can also block outsiders' mouths for her so that they can't chew their tongues in front of her, but where can he not hold onto? After all, even if he is now, he can't confidently guarantee that he can completely protect her, and he can't hear any gossip.

The expression in his eyes was slightly condensed, but it didn't matter, she was so small, he could slowly pave the way for their future, and wait for her to grow up, so that she would slowly fall in love with him.

He possessed and touched her forehead lightly, "Shengsheng, good night."

He will guard her to grow up.

Song Shunan has always been determined and neat, even if he finds that he is in love with his nominal sister, even if he understands that if he wants to persevere, the road ahead will not be smooth, and after a brief shock, he makes a decision, as long as she is willing to and He is together, he can clear all obstacles for her, wait for her to grow up, wait for her to fall in love with him.

When Song Penian woke up, there was another fog.

This happened countless times. He habitually searched for Ying Rusheng's figure indoors, but suddenly saw Song Shunan leaning on her bedside.

Author: Do not pinch up the three after I put the pen name written upside down.

Ooo, I just handed in my homework, and I was still groping slowly in the last world. It was just these two days.

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