Chapter 254

"Song Ru, you should send this to the office of the head of song later." Rong qianxia handed it over.

Song Ru Oh, he also felt a little strange. Rong qianxia just came back from Song lengge. Why is there something wrong with the atmosphere.

"Sister Qian Xia, I heard that there will be a party this evening. Will you go or not?" Song Ru put away his things and thought of sending them to dinner later.

"I don't know. Look again. I'll have a rest first."

Rong qianxia got up and was not in high spirits. Song Ru looked back and was worried.

The study book turned two eyes, and song Ru didn't have much thought. Without Liu Yun, the atmosphere of the medical camp was much easier.

Lying in bed, my sight just fell on the flowers taken back from Song lengge. My mood was indifferent, but my thoughts flew far away.

Song lengge really doesn't respect people. It seems that he never saw what he discussed with himself. He made a decision and told himself what she should do.

She is also a thoughtful person. This feeling is really bad. Rong qianxia turned over in bed, but she couldn't sleep.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the outside began to bustle. Song Ru came in to change clothes. Seeing that Rong qianxia was still lying in bed and didn't sleep, he said excitedly, "sister qianxia, get up quickly. Everyone has gone to the restaurant. There must be a lot of delicious food tonight."

It's been half a month since he came to the camp. The meat is poor every time. Although song Ru doesn't like meat, he really doesn't have any meat. He misses it very much.

"Song Ru, I'm not feeling well, so I won't go. Go yourself." Rong qianxia's mood is not high. He didn't lift his eyelids and said faintly.

"Sister Qian Xia, what's the matter with you."

Song Ru also found that there was something wrong with Rong qianxia's mood. He was fine before he went out. Was it a quarrel? Song Ru didn't dare to ask.

"I'm fine. Maybe I'm suffering from heatstroke." Rong qianxia touched her head, but she didn't feel hot, but she felt dizzy.

"Then I won't go either. I'll take care of you here."

Song Ru was very interesting. Seeing that Rong qianxia was ill, he threw his clothes on the bed and said he wouldn't go.

"Go and have a look. Come back and tell me what's interesting. I just don't want to move. I'm not uncomfortable in other places."

Moreover, she doesn't want to see song lengge.

At last, song Ru had to promise. Before leaving, he gave Rong qianxia a cup of honeysuckle. It was very effective to relieve the summer heat.

The voice in the radio was very lively. Rong qianxia heard it while lying in bed. He thought that song lengge must have gone now.

She said she would attend together, but she gave up the challenge at the moment. She was also a little nervous, but at the thought of the afternoon, Rong qianxia didn't have any thoughts at all.

There was only one person in the room. Hearing the knock outside, Rong qianxia had to get up and open the door. As soon as the door opened, song lengge in military uniform came in without even a chance to close the door.

Rong qianxia let them drive, turned around and walked towards the house, and asked angrily, "Why are you here?"

"Listen to song Ru saying you're not feeling well."

Song lengge asked her.

Rong qianxia said nothing, song lengge snapped and turned on the light.

Under the orange incandescent lamp, Rong Qingxia's face was stained with a light yellow, and it looked much better.

Song lengge bent down and stared at her face seriously. The latter was already uncomfortable. Seeing him, he became more and more irritable. He shouted directly and scolded, "song lengge, what are you doing!"

As soon as the voice fell, the figure suddenly pressed down. One hand fixed her waist, and the other hand pressed the back of her head. At the same time, he exerted himself without any resistance.

The domineering kiss was unambiguous. The hot and humid breath accompanied by the suffocation feeling that couldn't breathe made Rong qianxia cry out, and then he hammered song lengge tightly to let him go.

"Stop it!"

Knowing that she was still angry, song lengge didn't go too far. He soon stopped kissing and held her tightly in his arms.

Even in such a bad environment, Rong qianxia's hair still exudes a good smell. Song lengge couldn't help taking a few deep breaths, and then said, "the gas hasn't disappeared yet."

When Rong qianxia calmed down, she began to resist again, but that strength was not worth mentioning in Song lengge's eyes.

He loosened his hand, just simply held her face, looked at her seriously, and gently touched her lips. The latter hid behind. Song lengge didn't give up. It was again, again

Rong qianxia also lost his temper. As soon as he stopped, he was kissed by song lengge. Different from the storm just now, he became very gentle again. With a bit of spoiled breath, he gently rubbed his soft lips and was somewhat greedy.

"Go to the party. It's for you."

Seeing that Rong qianxia's mood calmed down a little, song lengge's heart warmed up, and the repressed voice sounded very pleasant with some unique magnetism.

Rong qianxia turned her head, didn't speak, and didn't want to go.

Song lengge gently stroked her hair like a pet, again and again.

She had just got out of bed. Her hair was a little messy. She was straightened out by him. Finally, she said, "well, it's been so long. It's time to eliminate her anger. The curtain is really ugly. Of course, I don't have any opinion if you want to reinstall it."

Mention this matter, let shallow summer some fire, this is not the matter of the curtain at all.

As soon as she was about to attack, song lengge's index finger blocked her mouth, and his slightly narrowed eyes smiled. Under the soft light, it was rare tenderness.

She looked at the perfect face in front of her and felt that she must be a face control, especially such a beautiful face, sword eyebrows, stars and eyes, thin lips and high nose, and a chin without any fat. She was so gentle that she forgot to get angry.

I even feel that I can't say anything well.

Soon, song lengge also made a self-examination, but the sharp edge of his mouth, which was not concealed, made people feel that even if he apologized, he was a high image, and all the people who released the Buddha would forgive him.

"I know it's not the curtain, it's my attitude. I may not discuss it with you. I don't respect you..."

What he said sounded quite comfortable. Rong qianxia's face gradually softened, but next, song lengge's serious words deviated a little, "I should discuss with you and throw the curtain away."

After walking around for a long time, she returned to the curtain. Rong qianxia couldn't help feeling a little speechless.