"If I don't shake my head, I'll be a young master and agree?"
Su Kui continued to laugh, light facial features, soft mess.
Song Nan came to the door breathlessly, suddenly stopped, silent, unbelievably wide eyed, looking at the dark bedroom, obediently embraced by the woman's younger brother.
Even when sukui asked if he wanted to be friends with himself, he was not angry.
What's going on?
He looked at it for a long time, slowly turned around, waved to the housekeeper who brought people up. "Go down, everyone. Don't bother before Miss Mu comes down."
The housekeeper is not sure, "but young master..."
"It doesn't matter," Song Nan said with a smile on her face, even though her eyes were red. "Xiaoheng, maybe, has a chance to be a normal person."
"Ah, what do you say, young master? How can I not understand it?"
Song Nan did not explain, he took the lead to go downstairs, "go down, don't stay here, disturb Xiaoheng rest."
So, the second floor is calm again.
-Su Kui hugged him for a long time, but her arms were sore. The young man in her arms did not move. She even thought he was asleep. When he opened it gently, he was surprised to find that his eyes were clear and free of sleepiness.
"You --"
Song Heng slowly turned his eyes and looked at her.
Su Kui suddenly didn't want to ask anything. She smiled and took his hand. "The clothes are dirty. Do you want to take a bath?" She pointed to his clothes.
Song Heng's fingers quickly grasped his bedspread. Su Kui keenly noticed this. She continued to smile softly, "are you coming or can I help you?"
His eyes were narrow, and he didn't know why. Song Heng suddenly blushed, jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom.
Wheezing -
lovely.
Su Kui smiles and shakes his head. He just doesn't touch the crowd very often and reflects things slowly. He's not really a fool. Su Kui felt that those people did not treat him as an adult, how could they expect him to be good tempered with them?
The patter of water rang in the bathroom. Through the frosted door, you can see a thin back. Su Kui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "young master, don't soak for too long. The wound needs medicine, you know?"
Then, taking advantage of Song Heng's bath, she went downstairs to find the medicine box. There is a patient like this at home. Almost all the medicines have been prepared at home. Su Kui asked for cotton swabs and iodine wine. Seeing Song Nan looking at her all the time, she picked up her eyebrows. "What's the matter, Mr. Song?"
Song Nan immediately stood up and bowed sincerely to her, saying, "I saw that scene just now, Miss mu, now I sincerely beg you to be a private doctor of my brother's family and help him return to normal, please!"
The housekeeper didn't know where to go, but when he saw that the eldest young master had done so, he also bowed, "please, Miss Mu!"
Su Kui: "..."
"There's no reason for an old man to bow to me. I agree with that. I don't want money, but I need to make it clear."
"OK, OK, Miss mu, please say it!" Song Nan doesn't know what she wants to do and doesn't want to be paid? She knows that the price she gives her is enough for ordinary people to eat for half a lifetime.
"Since I took over young master song, I would be seriously responsible for him. As for the liquidated damages for the studio, I asked Mr. Song to deal with them. I would move to the suburban villa to take care of young master song."