Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Sheng Jinyang paused and became more solemn. Qiao Zhichu thought he was about to say something serious.

But he added: "You will have a weak spot in the future, so be careful and protect your girlfriend. There is Li Dahui, and there are Zhao Dahui, Sun Dahui and so on. For example, today, you kissed so hard, if your enemies saw it..."

Song Weiyi glanced at Sheng Jinyang coldly: "Does this irritate a single dog like you?"

Qiao Zhichu also pulled the quilt: "You haven't kissed for a long time, right?"

Sheng Jinyang: "..."

Wasn’t Qiao Zhichu quite shy just now?

Why did you just get up now!

Song Weiyi stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt up to cover her shoulders.

"I work overtime and still get fed dog food," Sheng Jinyang protested, "I want triple the salary!"

"If you can find out who is behind Li Dahui, I'll give you five times the money."

"you said."

Song Weiyi's eyebrows were indifferent: "It's a deal."

"Deal," Sheng Jinyang clapped his hands, "I will go and serve Mr. Song right away."

He walked to the door of the ward and even grasped the door handle, but he still turned his head indignantly: "This is a hospital, a public place, please be careful of the impact!"

Qiao Zhichu looked at him provocatively: "How considerate are you? I just kissed my boyfriend, and you keep saying it back and forth. Aren't you tired?"

But Song Weiyi still stood on her side: "It is very likely that he can't find a partner."

"You guys are going too far!"

"By the way," Song Weiyi raised his eyes, "Chi Waner will return to the company next Monday."

Sheng Jinyang ran in a very awkward manner.

Qiao Zhichu felt indescribably comfortable in her heart. The corners of her mouth curled up with a smile, and she tilted her head to meet Song Weiyi's deep brows.

"Not shy anymore?" he asked.

"Being shy is a normal reaction. This is the first time I've been caught by someone," Qiao Zhichu replied, "You'll get used to it after a few times."

"Then try doing it here?"

Qiao Zhichu's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

She hasn't been open to this extent...

"I," she stammered, "I'm still a wounded soldier, Song Weiyi."

"It's not that where the injury is."

Qiao Zhichu covered his mouth, and her palm felt wet, and he licked it.

A strange feeling of numbness and electric current spread throughout the body.

She simply offered her red lips to him and kissed him passionately again.

When the two people separated again, a long silver thread was pulled between their lips.

Song Weiyi's rough fingertips gently stroked her cheek, looking at her deeply with unpredictable and unknown emotions in his eyes.

Qiao Zhichu asked: "Will you stay here with me tonight?"

"Ah."

“But I don’t want to be in the hospital.”

"You are hurt."

"It's a minor injury," Qiao Zhichu said, "Just come and change the dressing tomorrow."

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I don't like the smell of disinfectant here, and the white environment everywhere," she explained. "I can stay in a hotel or go back to the dormitory on campus."

Song Weiyi seemed to think about it, and was silent for a few seconds before agreeing: "Okay."

Qiao Zhichu lowered her eyes.

Has he still not let down his guard against her and accepted her completely?

He nodded only when she suggested staying in a hotel.

I felt a little sad and bitter in my heart. We had already confirmed our relationship and had experienced life and death together. When she said she didn't want to be hospitalized, shouldn't she have moved into his house?

It seems that she still has a long way to go.

Qiao Zhichu bit the tender flesh on her lower lip and got up from the bed.