Quick travel guide: The male god is jealous of himself every day

The pocket watch shook slightly, and Yan Kai immediately pretended to be drowsy.

Song Wenjing was surprised to see her getting into the mood so quickly. Her mind was really empty. People who don't have anything in their minds can be so quick.

His constant psychological hints made her regard him as the most trustworthy person, suppressing her pain of losing her legs and her desire to die.

It's just repressed.

In the end, he could induce her to commit suicide just by thinking about it, and he could do it at any time if he wanted her to die.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Wenjing put away her things, and Yan Kai slowly recovered from his daze.

Song Wenjing poured away the cold water and took another glass of warm water, "Are you feeling better?"

Yan Kai blinked, his almond-shaped eyes rounded, his will to die disappeared, and his whole person became a little more radiant.

She pursed her lips and smiled, with the shyness unique to a girl, "It's better, thank you."

Yan Kai took the water glass and drank a few big sips. He drank a little urgently and choked and coughed.

She covered her mouth, physiological tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her pale face coughed up blood, like a flower in the rain, fragile and delicate.

After she recovered, she put down her hand, with water stains on her lips.

"Add 2 favorability, current favorability -30."

Song Wenjing silently looked away, and was grabbed by the wrist just as she was about to stand up.

He looked down and saw a pair of watery eyes looking at him with shame.

"Can you add your contact information?" Perhaps it was too straightforward. She waved her hand and looked flustered. "That is, I can contact you if something happens in the future."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Yan Kai lowered his head, exposing the top of his hair, which was shaggy and very well-behaved. "It's okay if it's inconvenient. It's okay."

There was a hint of frustration in his voice.

Song Wenjing paused. He was dependent, but there was something wrong with the direction of development.

She seemed...to like him.

Seeing someone as cute as a glutinous rice dumpling, Song Wenjing's blood boiled all over.

A new plan suddenly emerged in his mind to make her fall in love with him, and then at the end tell her that he had broken her leg.

Her parents were also harmed by him, and everything was done by him.

She will definitely be devastated by then.

Besides, he didn't reject her.

"Add 5 favorability, current favorability -25."

Song Wenjing smiled, covering the malice in her eyes, and took out her mobile phone, "Of course."

Yan Kai raised his head, his eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Then if I can't sleep at night, can I call you?"

After saying that, she realized something, and the light in her eyes dimmed, "I'm talking nonsense, I will definitely not disturb you at night."

She raised her head cautiously, "You won't ignore me."

Every move is a reflection of the girl's confusion and restraint when facing her sweetheart when she is pregnant.

Song Wenjing rubbed her forehead and said, "Of course, you can call me at any time."

He frowned slightly in annoyance, "But I have work for a while, so I may not be able to accompany you. I'm sorry."

Every move was elegant and gentle, like a medieval gentleman.

Yan Kai blushed, his eyebrows arched, "Then Mr. Song, please go back first. You must have a good meal."

"Add 3 favorability, current favorability -22."

The childish and boring blessing made him stunned for a moment, and then he smiled.

After Song Wenjing left, Yan Kai breathed a sigh of relief. Acting in front of him was very difficult.

After all, he is a psychiatrist, and he will be on guard if he reveals any flaws.

She collapsed on the bed in exhaustion, and the weakness caused by excessive blood loss made her fall asleep quickly.

Song Wenjing returned to the company and processed the documents without saying a word.

He turned the volume of his cell phone to maximum and put it aside.

He glanced at her from time to time, his words echoing in his mind.

If you can't sleep at night, call me.

He is now a gentle uncle who likes others, how could he not answer the phone when she is most vulnerable.

He comforted himself in this way and had a deep understanding of his age.

I waited until the moon rose above the willow trees, but there was no sound on the phone.

Song Wenjing frowned, threw away the documents in her hands, leaned back, put her hands behind her head, her eyes dark and unclear.

What a dishonest girl.

He Xing came in with a midnight snack and took a look at the thickness of the document. "Why is your efficiency so slow today? It's not even half of what it was before."

It was nominally a joint venture between the two of them, but in fact he was just a mess waiting to die.

The big boss is in a bad mood, and he, the younger brother, has to show his worth.

He asked cautiously, "Is it because of Miss Yan?"

He also knows what happened to some big guys, and it goes without saying that his character has never been in this state before.

Ever since I met Miss Yan, I have been fascinated again and again.

He has been in love for so many years, and he has sensed the fishiness in it.

This is also the reason why the big boss calls me "Little Cripple" and he also calls her "Miss Yan". If he really calls her "Little Cripple", he might settle the matter one day.

Besides, if you ask someone to be disabled, they will be disabled, and they are still a little disabled.

Picture what? Interesting?

Song Wenjing glanced at him and did not deny it.

Suddenly, the phone rang. His eyelashes trembled. He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. A clear voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Song, are you asleep?"

This is such an idiotic question. If he had fallen asleep, would he have answered the phone so quickly?

The person over there seemed to be aware of this problem, and said in an annoyed tone, "Sorry, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Wenjing, "Can't you sleep?"

He looked at the time. It was less than ten o'clock. It was normal to be unable to sleep, so he called at this time.

Tsk, the little girl has an impure mind.

There was some hesitation over there, "Well, I can't sleep."

He raised his hand and combed his hair back, revealing his fair and plump forehead. His tone was bewitching, "Then do you want to come out and play?"

There was a long silence, "But it's very late now, and my hand is not healed yet."

Song Wenjing smiled and said with serious eyes, "Sorry, I was presumptuous."

He said apologetic words, but there was no trace of guilt in his eyes.

She was a little anxious, "It's okay. Can you go out with me when I'm healed? Wen Jing."

"Add 3 favorability, current favorability -19."

Song Wenjing was stunned for a moment. Inexplicable emotions emerged from her heart and flowed into her limbs, defeating those deliberately disguised feelings. "What did you call me?"

It was extremely quiet there, only the rapid breathing could be heard.

His mood changed very quickly, and in just a moment, he disguised himself again, "It sounds very nice. Is it okay to call it that from now on?"

No one answered, so he continued: "Then I will pick you up when you are healed, okay?"

"Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Song Wenjing rarely showed a true smile on her face.

shy.

"Add 2 favorability, current favorability -17."

Yan Kai held the phone and rolled his eyes, his expression was as usual, and his face was not even red.