Chapter 337 I'm Calm Now. I Know What I'm Doing (2)

Chapter 337 I am calm now, I know what I am doing (2)

"With whom?"

Su Ran was stunned. Remembering what happened that day, she knew that Song Tingyu had always been very jealous of Lin Chenghuan. She didn't want anything else to happen, "Just me and Vichy, let's not talk about it. Vichy is asleep now. I'll send him home first. You should go home early tonight. Fang sister-in-law has already returned to his hometown."

"Well..."

Song Tingyu hung up first.

Su Ran threw his phone in the passenger seat and drove away.

What she didn't know was that Song Tingyu's car was parked across from the amusement park, so he had a good view of the scene.

Song Tingyu ended her call and called Tang Zichu again, "Check if anything happened to Su Ran during my time in the detention center two years ago."

After hanging up the phone, he slowly drove back to his place.

For the convenience of taking care of Song Weixi, Su Ran would basically come over to Song Tingyu's current residence several times during the day. Now that Fang sister-in-law went back to his hometown, Su Ran thought that he would not go to the studio for the time being these days. Just let Tian Mi take care of him. She had to come over to take care of Su Ran.

After driving the car to the villa, su ran entered the password and opened the door. Then she carefully carried Song Weixi out of the car and sent him to his room. She put him on the bed and took off his shoes.

Song Weixi didn't eat at night, but at three or four in the afternoon, he ate dumplings. Su Ran was worried that he would be hungry, so she left his room and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

The kitchen door was not closed. Su Ran heard a noise outside. She knew Song Tingyu was back.

But she did not go out. After the two of them had a bad night, to be honest, she had not yet thought of how to face this man.

But Song Tingyu changed his shoes and walked to the kitchen, standing at the kitchen door, watching her busy inside.

Su Ran felt a burning gaze staring at her from behind. She took a deep breath, turned to Song Tingyu and smiled, "I'm cooking porridge for Vichy. He didn't eat anything at night, but he fell asleep. I'm afraid he'll be hungry. Have you eaten dinner yet? Do you want some?"

"No." Song Tingyu's voice did not detect emotion, "Give me some noodles. Don't put any onions on it."

With that, he left the kitchen and went to the dining room to sit down.

Su Ran found a pastry in the fridge, an egg and vegetables, made a simple egg noodles, and handed him chopsticks, "Why haven't you eaten so late? Eat."

Song Tingyu silently reached for his chopsticks and then lowered his head to eat the noodles.

But without two bites, he paused, frowning.

Su ran saw that there was something wrong with his face, "What's wrong with you?"

He pressed his hand against her stomach, and she immediately understood, "Is it a stomachache?"

"You wait."

Su Ran hurriedly left the dining room and searched the cabinet in the living room. Finally, he found the medicine box. He looked through the bottles and jars and saw that there were all kinds of medicine, except for stomach medicine.

"You go to the living room and wait for me. I'll go to the pharmacy outside the neighborhood and get some medicine. It'll be quick."

Su Ran put on his coat, changed into his snow boots, and opened the door to leave.

Fortunately, there was a pharmacy outside the neighborhood, so she quickly bought some stomach medicine and came back. She saw Song Tingyu sitting in the living room. When she went to the kitchen to pour water, she found that the bowl that Song Tingyu put on the dining table was only a little thin, and her nose was a little sore.

She remembered that there was no problem with Song Tingyu's stomach in the past. How did it become like this two years later?

From the way he looked, it was clear that his situation was not simple...

She poured out a cup of warm water, opened the medicine box, and handed him the medicine, "Here, take the medicine."

Fortunately, he had just eaten a little noodles on the bottom, otherwise it would be bad for his health to take the medicine so empty stomach.

Song Tingyu opened his eyes, took the cup, took the medicine, and drank the water.

Su Ran waited nervously by the side, "How was it? Is it better?"

Song Tingyu opened his eyes and looked at her, not saying anything, not responding in any way.

Su Ran wanted to stand up and go to the restaurant to bring the noodles, but he reached out and held his wrist.

She looked down at him, "I'll help you bring the noodles. Have you been skipping meals for the past two years? So you broke your stomach?"

"Will your heart ache?" Song Tingyu finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse.

"My heart aches." Su Ran did not avoid him this time. He looked at him and said softly.

"Heartache?" Song Tingyu shook her hand away, a slight mockery between his brows, as if he did not believe it.

Su Ran had no time to think about what he was feeling at the moment. She only walked to the dining room and found that the noodles were cold and the weather was cold, so the food would soon be cold. People with bad stomachs should not eat anything too cold.

She carried the noodles in, ready to reheat them before taking them out.

But as soon as she walked in, she poured the noodles into the pot, turned on the fire, and felt her body suddenly lifted from behind. The sudden feeling of levitation made her scream instinctively, and then Song Tingyu pushed her against the marble counter.

"Song Tingyu..."

Before she could speak, Song Tingyu's kisses were all over the floor. He bit her lips hard, grabbed her waist with one hand, and poked under her clothes with the other.

His fingertips were a little cold, so when he touched her skin, she shivered.

"Song Tingyu, stop messing around. Let me go first..."

Su Ran struggled, and Song Tingyu reached out to turn off the switch, separating her legs, letting her sit across her waist, ignoring her struggle, carried her out of the kitchen, and even went upstairs.

Su Ran looked at him with a strange expression and a determined cruelty in his eyes.

She was thrown onto the bed by him, and he began to take off his coat, coat, and tie, all of which were ripped off and thrown on the carpet.

Su Ran realized what he was going to do, so he climbed to the edge of the bed. Soon, song ting caught her slender ankle with one hand and dragged her back. He pressed her on the bed and took off her clothes with a grim expression.

All her struggles at this moment were useless in his eyes.

Su Ran pressed his hands against his chest in panic, "Song Tingyu, don't mess around. Can you calm down?"

He held her face in both hands, lowered his head, bit her lower lip forcefully, and said in a hoarse voice, "I am very calm now. I know what my children are doing."

"I don't want to. I don't want to. Did you hear that?" Su Ran shouted, turning his face aside to avoid his domineering kiss.