Chapter 322

He didn't leave, but the housekeeper and them were no longer there, so it was obvious that he was deliberately staying.

As if aware of her coming, he turned slowly. Song Qingcheng has been walking in front of him, a step away from the distance.

You look at me and I look at you. For a long time, no one spoke.

Sometimes, a look can tell everything, a belief can persist in life.

"Why didn't you leave?" In the end, it was song Qingcheng who spoke first.

"I'm waiting for you." Ji Zhengting glanced at the coat in her hand.

"You mean it?" This sentence seems to be a question, but also more like a positive word.

Ji Zhengting smiles.

The answer is not yes.

Song Qingcheng handed him his coat. When he reached for it, he took her hand and pulled her in front of him with a little force.

Song Qingcheng hands instinctively on his waist, two people suddenly pull too close, she is a little embarrassed to see him.

"It's hard for you tonight." He whispered.

"It's no hard work. It's the same when I sleep on the sofa." It's just a little less sleep than at home.

He raised his hand to support her haggard face, and a trace of heartache passed through his eyes. "I will advise my mother to leave the hospital these two days. So don't take what she says to heart. "

He always knew the grievance in her heart.

Song Qingcheng worried that he thought too much, so he laughed, "I know, I will not revenge."

"Go back to bed early." He gently rubbed her cheek with the belly of his thumb, and the delicate movement was full of spoiling.

The more he was like this, song Qingcheng felt that the more he was reluctant to give up, the bigger he was and the deeper he was. And found that he did not know when to start, he had a inexplicable dependence.

It's like he's really integrated into her.

She restrained the strong feeling in her heart and said to him calmly, "you too. Your eyes are out."

Ji Zhengting nodded.

He is no less than her than she is reluctant to give up in her heart.

Even closing her eyes these days is her shadow. God knows how much he missed her!

All the time!

Finally, he gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"Then I'll go first." Song Qingcheng blushed.

Ji Zhengting nodded and released her. Song Qingcheng's hand pulled away from his waist. In fact, he was still very reluctant. Bite the lip, turn around, but his hand was clasped.

"Qing Cheng..."

His voice was soft and strong, tangled and attached.

Song Qingcheng looked at him and couldn't guess what he was going to say.

He looked at her eyes color abnormal deep, bright, thin lips gently lift, "last time I left in a hurry, I'm sorry. Next time, definitely not. "

"No next time!" Song Qingcheng pouts his little mouth, drops a angry word and trots back to the ward.

She knew that what he said about "next time" should mean what she said when he came back.

Looking back now, I realized that I was really bold at that time.

How could you say that kind of invitation

Ji Zhengting looked at her hasty back and bent. In the hands of the coat, it seems that there is a faint fragrance on her body, floating into the breath.

……

When song Qingcheng returned to the ward, her heart was still pounding. She could feel the fever on her face.

"Are you going to deliver clothes or be a thief? Why is your face so red? " As soon as the stepmother looks at her, she feels that something is wrong.

"Oh, I didn't wait for the elevator, so I ran down the stairs to catch up with them." Song Qingcheng casually pulled a cover.

But what does blushing have to do with being a thief?

Is it called a guilty conscience?

"You run up stairs faster than their elevators?" Asked the stepmother.

“……” Song Qingcheng admires that he can't lie, so he can only digress from the topic, "you're sleepy. I'm going to wash your feet with water."

The stepmother didn't ask any more and didn't bother to talk to her.

Song Qingcheng takes the water out and puts it on the ground. She doesn't need to talk to her stepmother tonight, so she takes the initiative to wash her feet.

When it was finished, she said, "wait a minute. I'll get the towel."

She got up, went to the bathroom, took out the towel, squatted down, took out the stepmother's feet from the water and wiped them clean.

"I'm standing too much today. Rub my legs." Lying on the bed, the stepmother really commands like a empress dowager.

Song Qingcheng didn't say no. she poured the foot washing water into the bathroom and then came out to move a chair and sat down beside the bed. I didn't ask where I was, so I reached for a massage.

"Take it easy!" The stepmother jumped up with exaggeration, "do you want to crush me?"

“……”

Song Qingcheng took a look at the stepmother. When you continue to massage, you don't need much strength on your hands.

Just now just a gentle massage, the stepmother jumped up in pain, clearly is installed."You didn't eat? What about teasing children? "

As song Qingcheng had expected, the second mother would be dissatisfied again.

Since it's fault finding, no matter what she does is good or bad, she will be criticized.

However, the night was not as good as song Qingcheng imagined. The stepmother doesn't say it's sour here, or it's painful there. She has been kneading it all the time.

After zero, she looked at the stepmother as if she was asleep, so she tried to stop her hand. After two minutes, the stepmother still didn't wake up. This time, she should have really slept.

She stretched and didn't know how many yawns she had. Thought: finally can rest.

"You want to be lazy again?"

Song Qingcheng's stretching hand hasn't been put down yet, a stern voice, Leng is to frighten her a yawn to hold back.

It seems that she won't sleep tonight.

Finally, at three o'clock, the stepmother looked sleepy and couldn't go on. Song Qingcheng had been dozing off, and finally fell asleep by the bed.

Don't know how long sleep, song Qingcheng feel his body floating up, like a dream, opened his eyes, see a familiar face. She looked at him in a trance, then closed her eyes.

"What time is it?" Asked like a dream.

"At six, you go on sleeping." Ji Zhengting carried her out of the ward, went to the door and gave the housekeeper a wink.

The housekeeper nodded.

Ji Zhengting took her to the rest room next door. It was like a room in which she could have a good sleep.

He put her on the bed, she did not notice, sleep very heavy, under the eyes printed with a heavy tired. He lay down with her and held her in his arms.

These days, he didn't feel well, as if he had slept like this for a while.

……

Because she stayed up too late last night, she didn't wake up until eight o'clock. Open your eyes, did not see song Qingcheng in the room, the quilt on the sofa also put away.

She went to bed late last night and woke up so early today?

"Ma'am, are you awake?" Aunt Li came out of the water and just saw the stepmother wake up.