The Pillow of the Bad President

"Ding!"

The elevator door slowly opened, and Sang Xiaoyu walked out from inside as if regaining consciousness. .

He stretched his head and fiddled with his pocket for a long time, and just when he pulled the key out, he heard a deep male voice suddenly say, "Little goldfish, where did you go and why did you come back in the middle of the night!"

Sang Xiaoyu raised her head in a daze, and saw a tall and straight figure standing in front of the security door.

Qin Sinian was snuffing out the cigarette in his mouth, but beside his leather shoes, there were already several cigarette butts. He didn't know when he came back and how long he had been back.

Sang Xiaoyu pointed at him and asked a silly question, "Why are you here?"

"This is my home, where should I be if I'm not here?" Qin Sinian glanced at her condescendingly, with a very righteous tone.

"Why don't you come in?" Sang Xiaoyu blinked.

Qin Sinian said angrily, "I'm waiting for you!"

Sang Xiaoyu swallowed her saliva and said in a daze, "I thought you tonight..."

"Why?" Qin Sinian raised his eyebrows slowly.

Of course I thought he wouldn't come back tonight, the beauty who was with him at the hotel...

Pursing the corners of her mouth, Sang Xiaoyu abruptly turned her face away and said, "It's nothing!"

Holding the key tightly, he wanted to pass him to open the door, but just as he turned the lock and walked in, his shoulders suddenly felt warm, and Qin Sinian embraced her from behind.

Because he was so close, his breath easily fell on her neck, "Mrs. Qin, I smell sour!"

"I'm not jealous!" Sang Xiaoyu almost jumped up excitedly.

After blurting out, she wanted to bite off her tongue in frustration, isn't it obvious that there is no silver 300 taels here!

Sure enough, Qin Sinian's suave and suave peach blossom eyes were filled with narrow smiles at this moment, and his tone was teasing, "Well, you're not jealous, it's just that there is a vinegar jar overturned at home!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Sang Xiaoyu muttered, and ran in with her slippers.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, I felt that the coolness blowing into my body subsided a lot, and the breath I exhaled was warmer.

After drying his hair, Qin Sinian, who was wearing a bath towel, came in from the kitchen as soon as he walked to the bed and sat down. He held a cup of steaming water in his hand, which should have just been boiled. There are two red and white capsules in the palm.

"what?"

Sang Xiaoyu raised her eyes and saw the corners of his lips twitching, "Your nose is red when you come back, take two cold capsules, otherwise you will have to hang water tomorrow!"

"Understood!" She was startled, and reached out to take it.

With the movement of lowering his head to drink water, the corners of his mouth quietly curled up.

In sight, it happened to be Qin Sinian's drooping right hand. The blood on it was gone after taking a bath, but it was so red and swollen that he couldn't hold his fist. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. Seeing him frowned "Hiss" sucked in a breath of cold air.

Sang Xiaoyu endured it, and finally got up without any hope and walked to the cabinet.

After opening it, there was a medicine box on the bottom floor. She carried it and walked towards him, sat next to him on the end of the bed, grabbed his right hand, took out disinfectant and ointment, and wiped it carefully with a cotton swab.

Sang Xiaoyu frowned while rubbing the ointment, "It's so swollen, you probably can't hold a scalpel?"

"Yeah." Qin Sinian also frowned, and muttered, "I can only take a few days' shift with my colleagues and go to the outpatient clinic!"

It was the first time for Sang Xiaoyu to see a man get hurt by punching his fists. She felt pain even looking at the broken knuckles. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Beast, does it hurt? Do you want me to be gentler?"

"Small injury!" Qin Sinian said lazily.

Hearing this, Sang Xiaoyu's eyes turned cold, and he deliberately took a cotton swab and poked it directly at his wound. Qin Sinian was caught off guard, and suddenly cried out in pain, "Mrs. Qin, you murdered your husband!"

"You deserve it, who told you to fight!" She curled her lips and snorted.

But even though he said so, the movements of his hands became lighter again. At the end, he lowered his head and blew on it, so that the freshly applied ointment could be absorbed faster.

When she raised her head, she felt his palm on her head, she seemed to pause before saying, "Beauty, she just drank too much tonight!"

"Oh." Sang Xiaoyu whispered.

Is this explaining to her...

Qin Sinian rubbed her hair vigorously, and after messing up her smooth long hair, she managed to raise the corners of her lips, "You didn't run out of the hotel first, why did you come back so late, do you know that I was waiting for you?" how long!"

After coming out of the hotel, he stepped on the accelerator and drove home.

Unexpectedly, the window was not lit. After opening the door, it was pitch black inside, indicating that she hadn't come home yet, and then turned off her mobile phone. She went out to look for it, and finally stood at the door and waited. If she didn't see her again When you come back, call the police directly!

Sang Xiaoyu's hair was messed up by him and turned into a little lunatic. He was slightly annoyed and raised his hand to shake off his hair. After hearing his words, he couldn't help raising his head, and fell directly into those charming peach blossom eyes. There was no laziness inside. The frivolous, but profound.

She was suffocating for breath, and was sucked in without noticing for a moment.

He coughed unnaturally, then curled his lips and said, "I'm going for a walk!"

"Walking with ghosts at night?" Qin Sinian gave her a sideways look.

Sang Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and said duplicity, "I just think the night is pretty good. I haven't walked for a long time. I wanted to take a stroll. I passed by a small square to rest for a while, and then I came across a pool..."

After realizing what she said, she quickly fell silent.

"Who did you meet?" Qin Sinian's peach blossom eyes narrowed.

"No one!" Sang Xiaoyu scratched her head.

Qin Sinian propped his arm on her side, his naked upper body approaching her, his tone dangerous, "Little goldfish, believe it or not, I have a hundred ways to force you to tell the truth?"

Sang Xiaoyu shrank her shoulders, she could think of his so-called one hundred methods with her toes, and she definitely couldn't leave the bed...

"Chi Dong!" she said timidly.

"Why did you meet him!" Qin Sinian frowned.

"I don't know!" Sang Xiaoyu spread his hands, without concealing anything, and said frankly, "He handed me a tissue, said a few words, and then disappeared!"

"How many words did you say?" Qin Sinian said in a deep voice.

"Four or five sentences!" Sang Xiaoyu shrugged.

Qin Sinian frowned again, "How many words?"

Sang Xiaoyu was a little annoyed by his forced questioning, and stared at him angrily, "Hey, beast, can you be fair, can you only allow state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps? Besides, Chi Dong and I don't hold hands!"

When Qin Sinian heard this, Taohua's eyes suddenly lit up, and under the light, he looked like a monster.

His nose was touched by his slender jade hand, "He said he didn't overturn the vinegar vat!"

Sang Xiaoyu opened his mouth to refute, but was kissed by his thin lips that suddenly bent down.

With a deep kiss, he pushed her down on the pillow.His mouth was full of his smell, and his breath was messy, and he heard his hoarse voice scattered between his lips and teeth, "You are different from her."

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