Chapter 83

"Qing Cheng, if you want me to tell you, you've had a very timely attack this time, and you've escaped a disaster." Xin Yue came to talk to her.

"I have nothing to hide. Anyway, I'm good at it. I'm not afraid of them." Song Qingcheng is upright and vigorous.

"This kind of thing doesn't depend on your mouth. If it goes out, your reputation will be a little damaged."

Song Qingcheng knows that Xin Yue's words are reasonable, "by the way, you don't have to be here with me at night. I can do it myself."

"That can't be. I promised my aunt to stay with you tonight. How can I turn back?" Xin Yue has always had a strong sense of responsibility.

"It's really OK. I can do it alone. Besides, I just wanted to persuade my mother to go back. "

"That's no good. I'm not sure about you alone. Besides, there's a place to sleep here. It's very convenient." Xin Yue looked at the big bed and the sofa. In a word, she could make do with sleeping anywhere.

"But..." What else did song Qingcheng want to say, but in the middle of it, she wanted to say it again.

"Why, is there something wrong with you?" Xin Yue had a clue that something was wrong with her.

"That is That... " Song Qingcheng hesitates, does not know how to say is good.

Xinyue is impatient, "Oh, what else do you have to say to me? Please say it quickly."

Song Qingcheng took a look at her, tangled again and again, or decided to say, "Ji Zhengting seems to be sick, just now I called him, he did not answer, I am worried that he will be OK."

Xin Yue was stunned. Then the little face went up with a bad smile, "no, it just took a few days to hook your heart away?"

Song Qinghong said, "I don't know how to go back and forth. He saved me last night and stayed here all night. It's for me that he got sick. I should care about others. "

Xinyue said with a smile, "well, don't explain. If you don't care, you can only prove two things. "

"Which two points?" Song Qingcheng looks at her.

"One thing is that you have a problem with your sexual orientation."

"Absolutely not." The tone is firm.

Xin Yue chuckles, of course she knows this, and then says seriously: "the second point is that you have brain problems."

“……” Song Qingcheng took a puff from the corner of her mouth. "I think it's brain problem to be attracted to him."

"Yes, if you are interested in him, it can be said that there is something wrong with your brain." What Xin Yue said is very reasonable.

“……” Song Qingcheng choked, "elder sister, how can I count my brain without any problem?"

"Think about it for yourself. A man like Ji Zhengting is a male god coveted by many women all over the world. If you don't move, is there something wrong with your brain? Of course, if you are interested in such a man, you should know what moths to fire is

When she said the last words, Xin Yue glanced at her, and her tone was a little lower, which also contained a kind reminder.

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

She admitted that Xin Yue was right. As early as three years ago, some people on the Internet have voted to count the women who covet the season. It is said that they can encircle the city for several times, but that was three years ago.

Now, not to mention that.

Ji Zhengting's superiority has attracted people's attention. Of course, she also sees it. Such a man with outstanding appearance and powerful influence will not be attracted by any woman. She admits that she is the same.

It's just that she knows her identity and status better. As a king above, he has an impressive aura and prestige, and one is the least noticeable dust in the dust.

Know is a world of difference between the two people, if she is desperate to love, it is absolutely moths to the fire in the end.

She would not let herself do such a stupid thing.

In this way, she would no longer think about the man's illness. There are so many servants in Ji's family. I don't want her.

……

In the evening, Xin Yue said she would be here with her, but later she said she had something to do. In fact, song Qingcheng knows that Xinyue deliberately left her space.

But song Qingcheng insists on not letting herself think about it. After seeing Xin Yue off, she washes well and goes to bed.

It's only eight o'clock. I never go to bed so early, so I can't sleep in bed. She just sat up and turned on the TV.

I found a TV play to watch. Unfortunately, it was broadcast after watching it for a few minutes. The child had a fever. Because there was no family to watch, he was confused and sent to the hospital for rescue.

Song Qingcheng just feels tight in his heart, and can't help thinking that Ji Zhengting hasn't called him back until now. Normally speaking, she is in hospital now. If Ji Zhengting sees her call, he should come back.

So, if he doesn't call back for such a long time, he must have not seen it. If he hasn't seen it, does it mean that he hasn't woken up yet?

I've been sleeping all day, but I haven't woken up yet Will something happen?The more you think, the more confused you are. The more confused you are, the easier you are to think. Endure a few minutes, she still turned down from the bed, took the clothes to change, and left the ward in a hurry.

Downstairs, she takes a taxi directly back to Ji's home.

It's really a little cold outside. Even in a taxi, song Qingcheng has been shaking all the time, and he's still a little uneasy.

Finally, fifteen minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of Ji's house. She paid the money, pushed the door open and got off. She didn't even call the people in the guard box, and rushed directly into the main building.

"Miss Song is back." The housekeeper was surprised to see her back.

"Is Mr. Ji at home?" Song Qingcheng didn't have time to answer. She changed her shoes and asked the housekeeper.

"Rest upstairs." Said the butler.

Song Qingcheng nodded, changed his shoes and went upstairs.

The housekeeper is a little confused behind, so what's wrong with Miss Song's anxiety?

Song Qingcheng went upstairs and directly opened the bedroom door. The room is a little dark with sleep light on, but you can see the man lying on the bed at a glance.

She went over and turned the wall lamp at the head of the bed on a little bit. The warm light sprinkled on his expensive and beautiful face, and illuminated his facial features more and more three-dimensional and delicate. You can also clearly see a layer of abnormal red on the man's face.

Song Qingcheng reached out and touched his forehead. As expected, he was still feverish.

When I have a fever, I still cover such a thick quilt and turn on the heating. I'm not afraid of being killed by the heat.

After Song Qingcheng lifted his quilt, the whole person stopped.

Xu Shi just took a bath and went to bed. The man on the bed only wrapped a bath towel in his lower body. He was strong and sexy. His upper body bumped into her eyes, which made her swallow her saliva unconsciously.

Well, she admits that the man's figure is so good that people can't help looking at him. And now he doesn't know anything. He doesn't look at it.