Zhao Yaqi pulled song Yao's arm uneasily: "I'm sorry, am I in trouble again..."

Looking at her moist eyes, the tension of the fundus of the eyes made song Yao not know how to blame her.

She's not the same since she's been locked up this time.

In the past, she was like a devil. She was not afraid of anything. As soon as she saw a woman swaying in front of song Yao, she would rush up and teach them a lesson.

But now she has become so careful that the words of apology have almost become her mantra. Song Yao is not used to doing wrong things, from the previous death of not admitting to the present apology.

"It's OK. I'll take you back." Song Yao strides ahead. He doesn't know why he is still used to Zhao Yaqi, who used to yell all day before.

Now although she is very good, but always feel that some can not adapt.

"Good." Zhao Yaqi followed him and even trotted to keep up with him. Even so, she didn't ask him to slow down.

Feeling the difficulty of her following, song Yao took the initiative to slow down.

Just such a small action, Zhao Yaqi's face showed a smile, does this mean that he still has himself in his heart?

His efforts in this period of time are not in vain. What he likes is not the crazy girl once, but a dignified and gentle woman like Shen ruoqing.

"Ah Yao, you haven't eaten yet. I can take a taxi myself. You can go back after eating. It's hard work all day." Zhao said she ran to the side of the road and reached for the car.

Song Yao thought she was like before, but this time she didn't play hard to get tricks, and then wanted song Yao to chase her.

When the car stopped in front of her, she sat in and waved to song Yao: "go home and have a good rest. Good night."

When song Yao didn't respond, the car had already driven away, leaving him alone in the same place, digesting what had just happened.

He was a little worried and called Zhao Jianguo to ask if there was anything wrong with Zhao Yaqi these two days, but the result was that everything was normal.

But song Yao was relieved to know that she was OK. After all, he was a little sister who grew up together. It was normal for him to worry.

Back home, Shen ruoqing encountered another problem.

No matter how she knocked on the door of Master Lu's house, no one opened it, but the voice of the people inside kept coming out, which clearly didn't want to pay attention to her.

Lu Zhan, who was standing beside her, couldn't get into the house, so he had to wait for Shen ruoqing to open the door and let him continue to borrow.

"The car is downstairs. Mr. Lu would better go back to his house and sleep. It's really not good. It's OK to go out and find a hotel." Shen ruoqing holds the key in his hand, but he doesn't plan to open the door.

"I'm not feeling well. I want to lie down for a while." The marine pretended to be weak. He frowned and his face turned pale.

His body shakes for a while, Shen ruoqing is startled, immediately helped his body, let him not fall to the ground.

"Are you all right?" Shen ruoqing asked anxiously.

Lu Zhan steadied himself and shook his head: "it's OK. You have a rest early. I'll drive back to Lu's house."

He flicked Shen ruoqing's hand and showed a weak smile. He turned around and walked towards the elevator. Before he took two steps, he shook his body. Reach out and hold the wall, which avoids the risk of falling.

Shen ruoqing looks at him like this. How can he be relieved that he drives and walks with a heart. If something happens, he will become a sinner.

"Don't run around. Stay with me tonight and let Han Hao take you to the hospital tomorrow. Your health is getting worse and worse." Shen ruoqing supported Lu Zhan, his eyes fixed on his steps.

Lu Zhan's body was close to Shen ruoqing's body. Looking at her carefully, the corners of her mouth curved.

However, when Shen ruoqing looked up at him, the smile disappeared instantly, and his face was weak except for paleness.

Shen ruoqing helped him to the sofa: "you lie down first. I'll get the acupuncture bag. I'll cook some porridge for you later. You can eat a little."

"Good." The land war is still as weak as before.

Shen ruoqing turned to the kitchen and began to cook porridge over low heat. When she came over, she had an acupuncture bag and some ointment in her hand.

She opened the acupuncture bag, carefully disinfected, and then arranged the things she needed.

"Take off your coat." Shen ruoqing said.

"Good." Lu Zhan's hand trembled when it was raised. It took him a lot of effort to untie one button. Then his hand dropped down again, as if he was accumulating strength to untie the second one.

Looking at him like this, Shen ruoqing put down the needle and stretched out her hand to help him untie the rest of the hole. Her long white fingers were so beautiful.

Shen ruoqing took off the clothes of the land war. The scald on his back has begun to appear new pink skin, which is quite different from the normal skin color beside him.

"Ruoqing, my back itches." Lu Zhan was lying on the sofa, trying to touch the skin behind him, but Shen ruoqing stopped him.

"You can't scratch your back. You can bear it. After the needle is inserted, it may not itch." Shen ruoqing's tone is soft, like a feather brushing her cheek.

"Well." Lu Zhan endured the itch on his back, waiting for Shen ruoqing to put a needle on his back.

This time was not as long as last time. Shen ruoqing took off all the needles on his back in only 15 minutes.

"How's it going? Is it better? " Shen ruoqing asked.

The marine moved a little, and he felt more comfortable: "much better, but his back is still itchy."

"Where does it itch? I'll rub it for you. " Shen ruoqing was worried that the land war would scratch his back with his own hands, so he had to help him relieve it himself.

She would not have thought that she had jumped into the routine of land war design.

"The whole burn itched." In order to show the authenticity of his speech, the marine extended his hand to his back again?

However, Shen ruoqing, who was quick to see and quick to handle, held his wrist and sternly warned: "don't touch your back. What if you get infected?"

Lu Zhan took back his hand and looked at Shen ruoqing wrongly: "but it's itchy..."

Shen ruoqing had no resistance to the expression of Lu Zhan. He put his hand on his back and brushed it with slight force. Her soft and boneless hands touched the body of Lu Zhan, which made his body slightly stiff, and his back was not as itchy as before.

But his back is not itching, but his heart is itching.

He admitted that he was not Liu Xiahui, and he could not be the woman he loved, but he had to be Liu Xiahui.

Now he has a feeling of lifting a stone and hitting his feet.