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Xiao Ruo, who was drunk, was particularly difficult to deal with.
Song Zhimu didn't know how many times he was hit by her, he stretched out his hand to restrain her messy hands, hugged her to the bed, wrapped her in a quilt, and lowered his voice: "Lie down obediently, don't move around."
Xiao Ruo's eyes were misty, and the words in his mouth did not go through the brain: "you don't move if you say don't move, why?"
Song Zhishen pressed her hand to the top of her head, and chuckled: "You are now a drunk cat."
"You're a drunk cat" Xiao Ruo struggled a bit, unable to free her hand, kicked her legs, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "You're heavy, don't press me down."
"" Song Zhimo looked away, but did not let go.
At this moment, Xiao Ruoquan didn't know what kind of posture he was in. Song Zhimao's face was half hidden in the shadows, and she must not be allowed to drink in front of others in the future.
"Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you look good"
"Oh?" Song Zhimo raised his final voice slightly, "So you think I'm good-looking?"
Xiao Ruo was confused, and said vaguely: "It's notit's the author"
Song Zhi suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Doing it?"
Then, the person on the bed fell silent.
Song Zhi suddenly saw that she was breathing evenly, and didn't pay much attention to her drunken nonsense. He touched the hair on her forehead, then turned and went to the bathroom. When he came out, he had a warm towel in his hand.
Song Zhimao sat beside her bed and wiped her face. His movements were very light, and he made up his mind not to wake her up and let her sleep well.
The next day, Xiao Ruo sat on the bed, resting his forehead with one hand, suffering from a headache.
Song Zhi suddenly saw that she was awake, closed his notebook, and walked over: "Is it hard?"
With that said, he brought a cup of hangover soup that he had prepared in front of her.
"Drink this first, then go to wash up."
Smelling the faint smell of medicine, Xiao Ruo turned her body to avoid it.
Seeing her refusal, Song Zhishen was annoyed and amused: "If you don't want to drink, you have to drink, and hurry to the airport in a while."
Hearing this, Xiao Ruo regained a bit of sobriety, took the hangover soup in his hand, pinched his nose and drank it.
After taking the cup, Song Zhimao said softly, "Go wash up and change your clothes."
"Hmm" Xiao Ruo nodded and got out of bed.
When she came out, Song Zhimu had already prepared everything.
Xiao Ruo followed him, and the two took a taxi to the airport.
As soon as he boarded the plane, Xiao Ruo continued to sleep under a blanket. The amount of exercise yesterday was really too much, and his body was so sore that he felt uncomfortable all over.
Xiao Ruo fell into a drowsy sleep, and one hand was kneading her sore arm with moderate strength, which relieved the muscle discomfort.
When arriving at the London airport, Xiao Ruo was woken up by Song Zhimu next to him.
" Arrived?" Xiao Ruo looked confused and was led away from the airport by him.
Because Xiao Ruo's group was the last to complete the task, the ticket was the latest among several groups of guests.
When Song Zhimo took her to the next mission point, he ran into some trouble, Xiao Ruo caught a cold.
Inside the car, Song Zhishen touched her forehead, but luckily she didn't have a fever.
The program team brought some standing medicines. Although they had taken them, Xiao Ruo still seemed a little in a trance.
"If your body can't hold on, you must tell me, understand?" Song Zhixuan asked for the third time, for fear that she would try her best to hold on.
"Well," Xiao Ruo nodded obediently, very cooperative, "I will definitely say it if I can't hold on."
In fact, it was just a common cold, Xiao Ruo thought, maybe it was because of the cold on the snow-capped mountains, and the non-stop running around for work the next day, the body couldn't take it all at once, and that's why he caught a cold.
If you take medicine, you should be able to recover in two days.
But now after taking the medicine, Xiao Ruo felt even more tired physically. She braced herself up and arrived at the match point with Song Zhimao.
There is already a group of people ahead, who are challenging the task. The group of Xiao Ruo and Song Zhixuan still needs to wait for their challenges to be completed before proceeding.
Xiao Ruo sat on a chair beside him, leaning on Song Zhishen, and looked at the two who were challenging the task.
This is a polo field, and the guest doing the task was riding on a horse, holding a stick in his right hand, bent down to hit the ball into the prescribed "gate", but he couldn't grasp the balance of his body and hit the ball at the same time , the challenge failed.
Now it's Xiao Ruo's turn.
Song Zhimu took off his coat and put it onWhen getting closer and closer to the highest value of the system, suddenly one day, the system has itself.
It is no longer a cold machine that only knows how to issue tasks, but also has its own "feelings".
This is interesting, Song Zhishen lowered his eyes to hide the chill in his eyes.
Facing the increasingly icy aura of the male lead, Xiao Ruo took a few steps back and stopped one meter away from him.
I always feel that in the next second, my life will be lost.
The faint killing intent was not obvious, and it was restrained very well, but Xiao Ruo was too sensitive to his aura, so he noticed the strangeness in that moment.
But in an instant, Song Zhimu's face returned to his usual gentle look.
Seeing her keep retreating, Song Zhimao looked at her, his face was hidden in the light and shadow, unable to discern his emotions.
Xiao Ruo became even more frightened, and took a few steps back
"Ah——" Xiao Ruo stepped on the air, staggered, and fell backward——
But at the next moment, a strong hand wrapped around her waist, and then the whole person fell into a generous and cool embrace, and the man's perfume mixed with the faint smell of tobacco wrapped her up.
"There are steps, don't move." Song Zhimu held her waist and did not let go.
Xiao Ruo was numb all over, and his legs were a little weak.
After being frightened by Song Zhimu, Xiao Ruo felt that his heart was a little hurt tonight.
"I said, you don't have to be afraid of me." Song Zhimao put his hand on her cheek, moved to the back of her neck, and squeezed it lightly, "I will not do what you don't want against your will."
Hearing this, Xiao Ruo looked at him suspiciously, so what was the kiss just now?
Song Zhishen's beautiful lips slightly curved: "I can't help it."
Xiao Ruo: ""
Male lead, I am a little bit more comfortable with you.
After she stood still, Song Zhishen let go of her hand.
As the night got darker, he said, "Let's go back."
"Yes." Xiao Ruo followed.
On the way back, Song Zhimao held her hand, and the two of them were really like ordinary couples.
Xiao Ruo's mind was in a mess, and the more he reasoned, the more chaotic he became, so he simply stopped thinking about it. For everything Song Zhixuan did, she was afraid and apprehensive, but she was not consciously indulging in it, and the latter was the most terrifying
Back at the hotel, Xiao Ruo soaked in the bathtub, tilted her head slightly, and sighed.
After dawdling in the bathroom for a long time, she got up and turned on the shower to rinse off the foam on her body.
Xiao Ruo casually went to get the bathrobe next to him, but found nothing.
Turning off the shower, she wiped her face, and forgot to bring in the bathrobe (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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