Chapter 190

In the middle of the night, song an followed Xiao Su on the corridor, reading the passage in pieces: "you don't know how free I am in the middle of the night. Come to me for everything."

Xiao Su looked bitter: "aunt song, I didn't mean to disturb you. It's really a little order at night. I can't help it."

Song an glanced at him: "what's the matter this time?"

"Our second young grandmother was given medicine, so..."

"Drugging?" song'an glared, "what kind of medicine is it? It shouldn't be the kind I understand?"

Xiao Su smiled bitterly and nodded.

Song an immediately stared, "what's the matter? Tingchen can't protect people, can he?"

"Aunt, stop talking. Come with me. Saving people is like fighting a fire."

"Hiss." song an couldn't help but hiss, "where can I save it? Can't he save it himself? Really..."

Xiao Su just stopped, took out his room card, brushed it, and then pushed the door open. "Little night, your little aunt is coming."

They had a meal and looked at the scene in the room.

At this time, Shen Jiamu glued on yetingchen like an octopus, using both hands and feet, but she was wearing a white shirt, and her hair was messy. Yetingchen was sweating, pulling her and avoiding her.

The scene in front of me doesn't look beautiful at all. Instead, it's in a hurry and makes people laugh.

Night Tingchen saw that they stood there foolishly after they came in. Inexplicably, he wanted to get angry. He scolded coldly, "don't you come to help?"

Xiao Su's face changed and hurried to help.

Song an couldn't help laughing.

"Tingchen, your aunt, I've lived for so many years. I've never seen you in such a hurry and at a loss. Why, when did you become so merciful? Before... But you didn't have to be like this?"

With that, song an stepped towards yetingchen.

Xiao Su went to help open Shen Jiamu, but he didn't dare to touch it. He was afraid that he might encounter places he shouldn't touch. A big man was also in a hurry after he came here. He couldn't help at all.

"Aunt song, what should I do? You are a doctor. Think of a way quickly."

Song an put his hands around his chest and looked at the scene.

"Little aunt." helpless, yetingchen had to call her.

Song an's eyes widened in surprise. She was as cold as night Tingchen. She never called her. Now... She made a begging gesture for her?

Why?

Mingming... He's a man. If that girl uses traditional Chinese medicine, she can

However, song an quickly took out the prepared medicine from his pocket and put it in Shen Jiamu's nose for her to smell. At the same time, people also came forward and pressed Shen Jiamu.

She didn't make much effort. She looked very soft, but she easily pressed Shen Jiamu. After a moment, Shen Jiamu slowly calmed down, then closed her eyes and fainted.

The whole man fell down softly.

Night Tingchen stretched out his hand to catch her and hugged her in his arms. There was a shadow in his eyes.

"That's all right?" he asked.

Song an sat down at the edge of the bed: "of course not. You put her flat, and then you deal with your own. Give it to me."

Xiao Su hurried forward and helped yetingchen back to his wheelchair. After all, yetingchen's upper body was not dressed and did not look like. Song an was yetingchen's close aunt. He was relieved to give Shen Jiamu to her.

After waiting for someone to leave, song an looked at Shen Jiamu in his deep sleep and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

In the other room, Xiao Su put on a white shirt for yetingchen and couldn't help saying, "yeshao, why didn't you... Why didn't you give her..." he didn't dare to say that later, for fear that he would die if he said it.

Sure enough, after his words, the breath on yetingchen was cold, and a look like a knife swept over.

"Round get your mouth?"

Xiao Su subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "no, I just ask, I don't know if aunt song can..."

"Shut up." yetingchen said impatiently, his whole body was too hot. Somewhere he was his wife because of his desire, but he had to take care of her body and control himself.

Think about it, just fire.

Suddenly, yetingchen said coldly, "go out."

Xiao Su: "... Good night less."

Xiao Su went out. Yetingchen lit a cigarette, rolled the wheel to the window, looked at the night scenery full of bright lights outside the window, and took a hard smoke.

In the misty smoke, the handsome outline of yetingchen became dreamy, and the light at the bottom of his eyes flickered in the smoke.

After a long time, yetingchen heard a sound outside.

"Less night."

Night Tingchen didn't know how many roots he took. When he heard the speech, he pinched them out directly, and then rolled the wheel out.

"The second young grandmother woke up." Xiao Su said.

Night Tingchen's eyes were cold for a few minutes, "I see."

When yetingchen came to his room, song anzheng said to Shen Jiamu, "tonight, you can have a good rest and sleep at ease. There will be nothing to do when you get up tomorrow morning."

After Shen Jiamu regained consciousness, he remembered what had happened before. He was still worried: "is it really all right? I..."

Knowing what she was worried about, song an stroked her eyebrow like an elder worried about her.

"Silly girl, I'm a doctor. Of course I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, the child is fine."

She finally mentioned the child. Shen Jiamu naturally relaxed when she said that the child was okay, "thank you."

Song an couldn't help laughing, "you're Tingchen's wife. I'm Tingchen's little aunt. In the future, you'll call me little aunt like her."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu couldn't help being stunned. If she called her aunt like yetingchen, wouldn't it be

"Little aunt."

Just thinking about it, the cold voice of yetingchen rang. Shen Jia looked at the source of his voice and saw yetingchen coming here.

Her consciousness is still quite sober tonight. At this moment, when she saw yetingchen, she remembered what she had done before. Especially when she looked at the red marks on his neck, Shen Jiamu's face was red.

At that time, she hugged yetingchen's neck and kissed and bit, just begging others to help her.

In retrospect, Shen Jiamu suddenly felt that he should not wake up at all, or... Just kill him and deny him.

However, Shen Jiamu would not hide her emotions at all. As soon as yetingchen appeared, she blushed. People with clear eyes knew what was going on in her mind.

Such as night Tingchen, his eyes glanced at her coldly.

"Tingchen, it's not my aunt who wants to talk about you. You can say that last time was an accident. This time you can't make excuses for yourself? Shen Jiamu is your wife. Is that how you protect your wife? You..."

Night Tingchen didn't speak, pursed his thin lips, and let song an accuse him coldly.

Finally, Shen Jiamu couldn't listen anymore and whispered, "that... Aunt..."