Ji Zhengting looked at her from top to bottom, showing a satisfied expression.
Her skin was very white, and she felt that she was about to merge with the color of her clothes. Fortunately, there is a red mouth on his face, a pair of big black eyes under his eyebrows.
Song Qingcheng felt uncomfortable when he looked at him like this.
And just then, a sound of footwork came. They all instinctively follow the sound and see the old lady, the stepmother and Ji Ling at the door.
This posture What do you mean?
Song Qingcheng's first feeling is that the comer is not good, subconsciously shrinks in Ji Zhengting's side.
Of course, Ji Zhengting also knows that this posture is not right. The old lady seldom comes to the main building. Even if she does, she will not come upstairs.
So
"Grandma, what are you doing here?" He thought so in his heart, but he didn't delay talking to the old lady.
The old lady coldly looked at her grandson, and finally turned her eyes to song Qingcheng beside him. She said coolly, "I heard that Qingcheng is not feeling well, so I came to have a look."
Song Qingcheng heart next tight, hand unconsciously grasp season Zhengting clothes. How could the old lady know about her new holiday in the morning?
Was the brown sugar ginger tea that Aunt Li had just sent discovered?
Ji Zhengting held her hand in the palm of his hand and answered the old lady, "grandma, Qingcheng does feel a little uncomfortable in the morning, but it's much better now."
"Is it?" The old lady's choice of these two tones is obviously a tone of disbelief. And a pair of cold sharp eyes staring at Song Qingcheng, the eyes, song Qingcheng has never seen the direct.
Song Qingcheng's heart had always been guilty. When the old lady asked, her heart became even more uneasy. She couldn't even find the courage to see the old lady.
When song Qingcheng couldn't resist the old lady's eyes, Ji Ling said directly: "grandma, song Qingcheng, she's not pregnant at all, and she's taking a holiday now."
Song Qingcheng's face turned white.
So Was it really discovered?
The old lady's breath revived slightly. She frowned. She didn't want to believe it. She also asked her angrily, "is what Lingling said true?"
Song Qingcheng is coagulating Xiumei, only feels that his palm is a layer of cold sweat.
I was looking for an opportunity to explain it. Now, although I am unprepared, it is undoubtedly a good opportunity.
Anyway, I'm in a bad mood now. What's worse?
"Grandma, she has nothing to say. You see, the blood on the bed hasn't been changed yet! " Ji Ling rushed to the bedside and opened the quilt. A drop of bright red blood was printed on the milky white sheet, which was particularly dazzling.
Song Qingcheng was shocked. I didn't expect to check the sheets
I'm dead now!
"You You... " The old lady is out of breath.
Song Qingcheng bit his lip and said, "grandma..."
Ji Zhengting immediately cut off her words, "grandma, things are not what you think..."
"What about that? Tell me about it The old lady is too angry to stop.
He looked at the city of Song Dynasty. He should know what he wanted to say just now, but he didn't let himself say it. Is he going to take the blame for himself?
Ji Zhengting also glanced at her. There was a trace of discomfort on his face. Then he said to the old lady, "it's all your grandson's fault. He didn't restrain himself last night and hurt the city."
In this way, he didn't know how much self absence and embarrassment he had. I even felt that the stunned and cute eyes around me were staring at me.
And he, on the surface, still wants to do as if nothing had happened.
“……” The old lady was confused, as if she couldn't react at all. Besides, Ji Ling and her stepmother are also confused.
Song Qingcheng reacted, only felt that his face was going to explode.
God, who can tell her what's going on?
Ji Ling's first reaction was that what her brother said must not be true, "brother, you are obviously shielding..."
Before he had finished speaking, he choked back when Ji Zhengting gave a cold warning.
The stepmother is also dubious about her son's words. In her opinion, her son is not the kind of person with poor control. If song Qingcheng is really pregnant, he will not be spoiled like a baby. Will he be willing to touch her?
"Since it's like this, you have to go to the hospital to have an examination to rest assured." There is no conflict at all.
Even if it is pregnant, but now bleeding, naturally is not at ease. Go and have a check-up. Whether you're pregnant or not will be known in the end.
"Yes, I have to go to the hospital to have an examination. Don't hurt the child." The old lady responded and quickly agreed.
Song Qingcheng just wants to find a hole to go in, as if there is nothing wrong with him. However, the man's eyes are always on himSong Qingcheng glanced at him. What does he mean by looking at himself? Let yourself say go or not?
Well, since he didn't let himself clarify this matter, he certainly didn't want to go to the hospital, and she didn't want to go to the hospital, so she said, "grandma, I'm much better now. I don't have to go to the hospital so much, and I have to go to school today."
If you linger on like this, you'll be late.
"Just take a leave from school. It's not as important as children. And grandma asked you, do you bleed much? Do you feel sick or something? " The old lady looked worried.
No wonder today I heard from the servant that the eldest grandson went to his daughter-in-law's room and fell asleep. It turned out that he had come to bully the whole city. This smelly boy, his restraint is too bad.
However, sun's daughter-in-law didn't come back for two or three days, and it's normal for the eldest grandson to think about his wife. The old lady always favors her grandson.
"No, I don't feel much." Song Qingcheng's face is red and bleeding. I really want to take off my down jacket.
"How is that possible? It's all bleeding. How can I not feel it at all? " The old lady didn't believe it. "Well, don't be angry with Zhengting. Grandma will teach him a lesson for you. If you don't feel relieved, you should move to grandma's house at night and teach him a lesson so that he will dare to mess around in the future! "
“……” Song Qingcheng wanted to cry. "Grandma, I'm not angry with him, and I don't have to move to your place. If he dares to bully me again, I'll beat him. "
Song Qingcheng also seriously clenched his small fist.
The old lady was amused by her lovely appearance, "Oh, my little Qingcheng is so lovely. Grandma knows that you two love each other and are reluctant to part. However, when you pass the safety period, you two will have to be appropriate Otherwise, I can't suffocate my grandson. "