Women's procrastination can't be said

Wei Yuan quickly came with the medicine, and bandaged Zhu Rong with some clumsy movements.Zhu Rong was hurt by him, and couldn't help complaining: "You are still a doctor, don't you have uncoordinated hands and feet?"

"Sorry." Wei Yuan still kept tilting his head, trying to control his hand, trying not to offend Zhu Rong.

"Old old fashioned." Zhu Rong curled his lips and stopped looking at him.

Then Wei Yuan handed the medicine bowl to Song Qingwu, as well as a small spoon.

"How long will Zhu Rong be able to walk?" Song Qingwu asked after taking the medicine bowl.

"No more than three days." Wei Yuan said.

Song Qingwu nodded thoughtfully, and continued to ask: "How is Doctor Wei's physical strength?"

"It's, it's okay." Wei Yuan didn't quite understand what Song Qingwu meant.

"Is there anything wrong with running around with a person for three days and three nights?"

Wei Yuan always had an ominous premonition, but he still replied truthfully: "Just take a break in the middle."

"That's good. You go and prepare some more medicine for Zhu Rong and Yan, and pack it well." Song Qingwu nodded with satisfaction, and ordered.

Wei Yuan didn't know what Song Qingwu wanted to do, but he agreed anyway.

After Wei Yuan left, Zhu Rong asked, "What are you going to do?"

Song Qingwu didn't return to her, but seriously blew Song Yuyan's medicine, and fed it to Song Yuyan with a spoonful.

Song Yuyan opened her mouth in a daze and drank all the medicine.Song Qingwu wiped away the medicine stains from the corners of Song Yuyan's mouth, touched her forehead, and then began to answer Zhu Rong's question.

"My brother and I have been planning this for a long time..."

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In the evening, Song Yuyan finally finished her date with Duke Zhou, opened her eyes, and looked around blankly.

She didn't know what happened to her, and she was lying on the bed with a headache.Turning his head to the left, he found Zhu Rong who was leaning on the bed staring at her seriously.

"I didn't expect you, Song Yuyan, to have a lustful heart, and to have a nosebleed when you look at a beautiful woman?"

Song Yuyan's mind hadn't turned the corner all of a sudden, and it was only after she realized what Zhu Rong was referring to that she said awkwardly: "Uh, I thought that was Song Qingwu. If you see Song Qingwu in the future, don't tell her I'm Saw other women with nosebleeds."

"..." Seeing Song Yuyan's embarrassed expression, Zhu Rong was speechless.

How could Song Yan and Yin Ziru, two such smart people, give birth to such a stupid daughter as Song Yuyan?In her opinion, Song Yuyan's nickname should not be "Runrun", and "Benben" seems to be more in line with the facts.

Seeing that Zhu Rong remained silent and looked at him with a strange expression of disgust, Song Yuyan became more and more puzzled.

At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from behind her and hugged her waist tightly.

The man rested his chin on her shoulder, and a voice hoarse from lethargy rang in her ear: "Don't tell me anything?"

This voice is the person in the memory, and it seems that it is not.

Song Yuyan froze there, stretched out her hand and patted her forehead, looked at Zhu Rong foolishly, and said, "Look if I'm burnt out, I feel like I'm being hugged by Song Qingwu."

"I think you just need to clean up." Zhu Rong rolled his eyes speechlessly, turned around, and ignored this idiot.

Song Qingwu hugged Song Yuyan behind her back, and when she heard her words, she woke up completely from sleepiness.

She smiled and hugged Song Yuyan even tighter, and said in a low voice, "Silly goose."

Then he held Song Yuyan's shoulders and turned her over to face him.

Song Yuyan stared at her blankly, and finally realized that she was not dreaming.The person in front of her is Song Qingwu, her Song Qingwu...

The two just looked at each other.Song Qingwu stared intently at Song Yuyan's eyes, saw her own face through her eyes, and saw Song Yuyan's eyes gradually turning red...

"Don't say anything?" Song Qingwu also felt his eyes start to sore.

"Is it really you? Are you really still alive?" Song Yuyan asked with red eyes without moving.

"It's me, I'm Song Qingwu. Song Yuyan, it's really me." Song Qingwu felt pain in his heart when he saw Song Yuyan's red eyes.

Song Yuyan hugged her and cried loudly: "Woohoo! I finally found you! I thought I was dreaming... It's really you, you're here..."

"Yes, it's me, I'm here." Song Qingwu let Song Yuyan hug him tightly, a tear fell from his face.

Song Yuyan cried loudly while hugging Song Qingwu, unable to speak anymore.

She couldn't express her emotions at this moment.

There is excitement and disappointment.Excited to see Song Qingwu goodbye, frustrated that Song Qingwu is getting better and better, but he is still stupid.

She felt like a child who was bullied outside and was always strong in the face of others, but when she got home and saw her relatives and lovers, she immediately let go of her disguise and vented her grievances.

Song Yuyan kept crying until her whole body went numb, and her hands and feet that had been warmed by Song Qingwu became cold again.

She was exhausted, so she let go of Song Qingwu, leaned on her shoulder, and whispered: "Song Qingwu, I have really suffered a lot...you must avenge me..."

The next second, her head was lifted up, and Song Qingwu's face was only half a finger away from her.

Song Qingwu crazily took her breath away, her lips were cold, but there was still a gust of hot air rushing straight to her forehead, causing Song Yuyan's tears to stay again.

Song Qingwu hugged her and kissed her, their hair was intertwined, their green clothes and red clothes were intertwined, and their breathing was also entangled.Song Qingwu felt sorry for Song Yuyan, afraid that she would be suffocated by the kiss, but he couldn't control his movements.

At this time, she really wished that she was a man, that she could have tools to make Song Yuyan completely hers.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Song Yuyan has her in her heart, Song Yuyan belongs to her completely

Besides, she has other ways.

"Cough." Zhu Rong coughed in a timely manner, with a crying tone.

Only then did Song Qingwu let go of Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan blushed and panted heavily, and it took her a while to recover.

"Zhu Rong." Song Qingwu suddenly called out.

"Ah?" Zhu Rong was rarely touched, and was quietly wiping tears with his back to the two of them, but Song Qingwu suddenly withdrew from the gentleness and cared about her, "What's the matter?"

"You, hold on to the wall and go out." When Song Qingwu said this, he kept looking at Song Yuyan, and because he was a little anxious, his tone sounded a little commanding.

"..." Zhu Rong couldn't feel the moving atmosphere for a moment.

This atmosphere, it seems that the development is not right, it seems to have a little color...

Moreover, it is a color that is not very friendly to her...

Zhu Rong is a person who knows water very well. He put on his clothes quickly and got up, leaned on the wall, and limped out.

When going out, she closed the door intimately, looked outside the room, suddenly the wind was blowing up.

She came out, where does she live?

Just after Zhu Rong was kicked out, the temperature in the room was getting higher and higher. Song Qingwu looked at Song Yuyan's face with red eyes.

"Yan, have you read a kind of book?" Song Qingwu caressed Song Yuyan's face, the temperature of his fingertips getting higher and higher.

"What kind of book? For practicing agility?" Song Yuyan blinked and shook her head seriously.

"Yes, it's about cultivating 'body and law'." Song Qingwu deliberately emphasized the word "shenfa".

Song Yuyan nodded and said, "Of course I've seen it, otherwise how could I practice my martial arts? But you are so strange, why did you drive Zhu Rong out? What happened to her leg?"

Song Qingwu couldn't stand Song Yuyan's rambling anymore, and pushed her on the bed, Song Yuyan struggled uncomfortably, "Hey! What are you doing?"

"The agility I'm talking about doesn't refer to the kind of martial arts, it's a kind of agility to practice love." Song Qingwu attached to Song Yuyan's body, looking down at her.

Song Qingwu lowered his head, with long hair hanging down, he kept sweeping Song Yuyan's face. Song Yuyan felt itchy, so he stretched out his hand to pull it away, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean? Don't change the subject! What's wrong with you? Why did you drive Zhu Rong out?" ?”

Song Qingwu looked at her expressionlessly, leaned down slightly, and whispered in Song Yuyan's ear: "At this moment, do you still have the mind to care about others? I think Zhu Rong and Wei Yuan are having fun."

Song Yuyan felt itchy, but the focus was entirely on Zhu Rong: "Who is Wei Yuan?"

Song Qingwu propped himself up, looked at Song Yuyan with a complicated expression, and suddenly stretched out his left hand to show Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan held her hand with a smile, and said, "Hey, your fingers are long, slender, white and tender, are your injuries healed?"

Song Qingwu leaned down again, this time his voice was much lower: "22 years old, my wild goose has grown up."

"What geese, geese, I've grown up, haven't you grown up too? What's the matter, are you still afraid of me flying away?" Song Yuyan shook her head back and forth with a smile.

"Just because I'm afraid you will fly away." Song Qingwu kissed her earlobe.

"My green grass will be your home from now on, don't leave." Song Qingwu followed her earlobe, kissed her cheek, nose tip, nose bridge, forehead, and then down.

"What do you want?" Song Yuyan's elm head finally sensed that something was wrong with Song Qingwu, "Why are you so hot?"

"On the way here from Huicheng, I read a lot of books and art collections. I have almost learned the 'shenfa', and I just wait for you to come and implement it with me." Song Qingwu smiled, and then kissed her lips.

Supporting her body with her legs, she moved her hands to Song Yuyan's collar...

"Really, really?"

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Outside the door, Zhu Rong squatted on the steps. Her hearing was too good, and the increasingly unhealthy conversations in the room made her a little restless.

Just when she was about to get up, a warm voice suddenly said: "Miss Zhu, why are you... outside the door?"

Zhu Rong raised his head, and what caught his eyes was Wei Yuan who was still dressed in white.

Zhu Rong's eyes lit up, and he said, "Doctor Wei!"

Wei Yuan frowned, and helped the restless patient up from the cold ground.

"Why are you outside? What about your empress and her...?" Wei Yuan looked at the closed gate.

"Uh..." Zhu Rong didn't want Wei Yuan to see some colorful pictures and immediately changed the subject, "Well, I don't have a place to live, where do you live? Can I go for a night?"

Wei Yuan said embarrassingly: "We came in a hurry, and we didn't have time to find a place to live. And in order to hide from others, I live in the carriage."

"Carriage? It's okay, just have a place to sleep. I don't think Dr. Wei will reject me as a patient?" Zhu Rong lifted his legs with a smile.

If Wei Yuan wanted to refuse, Zhu Rong blocked his throat in an instant.Looking at Zhu Rong's long legs, the feeling of healing her wounds during the day seems to be...

"Ahem, okay. You can sleep in my place, and I can sleep outside the car." Wei Yuan turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Zhu Rong glanced at him in surprise, and said, "Outside the car? This is not very good..."

"It's even worse when I sleep inside. I'm a big man, and it's fine to sleep outside for a night." Wei Yuan was a little proud.

Zhu Rong shrugged and said, "Okay."