Chapter 34

Among the crowds, song Yarong sits on the ground in pain, but no one wants to stretch out his hand.

Being surrounded by a group of people is like watching a circus in a zoo. No one is willing to extend a hand of friendship.

"Hey, do you know who this is? This is song Yarong, the famous person of the whole school."

"Song Yarong? I didn't expect her to be pretty, just like the school flower. " That person doesn't think song Yarong is a famous bad student.

Some people objected, "it's just a vase. Her ranking is the first."

A few handsome and sunny men crowded into the crowd and looked at the women sitting on the ground. One of them looked up and looked around. He just talked about it, but no one thought of helping the people on the ground up.

The man couldn't see it. He stood in front of the woman sitting on the ground and held out his hand. "The ground is dirty."

"Lin yaoyang, what's wrong with you?"

Lin yaoyang's friend, did not expect that he would make such an action, instant panic, a few people pulled him out of the siege.

Looking for fame, song Yarong finds that it's a big boy in the sunshine. He looks at him in a hurry and disappears into the crowd.

What did he just say?

Song Ya Rong some difficult to climb up from the ground, looking around to see the excitement is not dispersed, some unhappy heart, "how, you also want to try this feeling?"

After that, the crowd will disperse in the next second.

Song Ya Rong wry smile, twist a few times, ease the pain, some slowly toward the restaurant.

Lunch break is after lunch.

Song Yarong is just about to go to bed when Jiang Huai calls. He is waiting for song Yarong at the door. Jin Beihan needs song Yarong to accompany him.

Just at noon, the sense of sleepiness surged into my heart. Song Yarong really didn't want to go.

Finally, Jiang Huai couldn't get over it. He packed up his things and ran out of the classroom to the school gate.

He rushed to the door breathlessly. Before he could catch his breath, Jiang Huai drove dozens of yards and rushed out.

Song Yarong has not yet slowed down. She bumps her face directly into the seat in front of her. There is a huge drum made of silk and cotton behind the seat. Otherwise, a good face will be flattened.

Her back was slamming against the seat, and a slight pain irritated her head.

Looking up, Jiang Huai drives the car seriously. She doesn't know what's going on behind her. She looks like a hunter chasing wild animals.

Originally, it took Qingda 30 minutes to get to Jin's villa. After entering Jiang Huai, the time was shortened by half.

Song Yarong sprints to his room. The man who was fine yesterday morning is lying on the bed with salt water hanging. His lips are white and his eyes are black.

Song Yarong covered her mouth in horror

"You..."

It's hard to raise your eyes, dry throat, "you're back."

Jin Beihan opens his eyes to see song Yarong turn and leave

He sighed in his heart. His half hanging appearance should have frightened her. He would not stop her if she wanted to leave.

Half squinting, Jin Beihan lay like this.

Song Yarong came over with a cup of hot water, sat down beside the bed and swayed gently with a spoon for a while.

Song Yarong's extremely serious appearance attracts Jin Beihan, who has never been interested in women.

She didn't leave. They got married by agreement, and she never took the initiative to use Jin's money. The women outside can't wait to spend his money and use his house. Sure enough, she is different.

The spoon in the water slowly in his mouth, softly said, "Nah, drink slowly."

However, Jin Beihan's eyes were fixed on the woman without concealment. For a moment, he did not hear what song Yarong said.

"What are you thinking, eh?" I didn't expect that Jin Beihan was so distracted.

Eyes in a flash, the eyes of rotation, finally have a response, slightly open mouth.

The water is not hot, but warm. She is also so careful.

Song Yarong fed Jin Beihan and drank it. Soon he had a glass of water and his lips were ruddy.

Just about to get up with the cup, the man around her grabbed her arm and pressed her on the bedside again.

"Put it down and sleep with me." The tone is overbearing.

"No, you're all hanging salt water... Hey, don't pull it out."Jin Beihan pulls out the needle on the back of his hand. The speed makes song Yarong have no time to stop it.

This is not a special situation, it is impossible to hang salt water, this is all hung up, obviously he is very sick, casually pull out, it is very easy to get things wrong.

Thinking, song Yarong holding a glass of water, regardless of Jin Beihan's obstruction, got up to go to the family doctor.

As soon as song Yarong got up, the man on the bed followed him closely. He took the woman's slender arm, threw it back and stopped it, and fell into the man's arms. The man picked up her leg again.

Song Yarong only felt a tumbling body, scared tightly holding the cup in his arms.

In a few seconds, song Yarong was lying on Jin Beihan's side. The man held her in his arms. He was moistened by the water and said in a low magnetic voice, "be obedient and don't run around."

Then came the sound of men's even breathing.

How can it be like this? When I was sleeping, I didn't do anything like this. What can I do!

The hand on the body pressed her, and she couldn't weigh any more. The cup of water still held tightly in her arms, and the spoon didn't know where to go.

With his eyes raised, the man had a circle of dark circles under his eyes. I didn't sleep for a long time, so I fell asleep quietly.

In the room, a pair of wall people are embracing each other and sleeping. The warm current is flowing everywhere in the bedroom. Outside the window, there are gusts of fine wind blowing through the willows planted along the river, gently shaking.

In the evening, song Yarong wakes up and sees the sharp outline of the man around her.

The dark circles under his eyes have disappeared for the most part, and his complexion has improved a lot. In this way, Jin Beihan is a mature and beautiful man.

To have talent, to have beauty, this God how so unfair, only give 30 years of life.

"Enough of that." Deep eyes, four eyes relative, wake up lazy tone.

Again!

Song Yarong complained endlessly, so he had to smile, "I'm waiting for you to wake up, so I can put the cup."

Holding up the water cup with two people's temperature, he pointed to the strong arm on his waist, and lied with his face not red and heart not beating.

It's rare for a man to get interested. He won't take the smart hand away. Let's see how capable she is to escape from his palm.

The strength on the hand has increased a lot. I think it is the range that song Yarong can bear.

The pretty Xiumei is bulging. It's obvious that the hand is pressing her waist pain. This man really knew that he just left him.

"Is that how you treat your wife?" In terms of playing horizontal, song Yarong does not show weakness at all.