The school bully is a small waist

Before Song Yu had time to climb down from Qin Shi's body, he found that the other party's body reacted quickly. Under him, something hard was pressing against his buttocks. The fiery temperature made Song Yu feel uncomfortable. Tremble.

Song Yu's cheeks turned red quickly, and the crimson color spread all the way to his neck. His lips parted slightly: "You..."

A rare embarrassment flashed across Qin Shi's cheeks, he looked at Song Yu, then put his big hands on Song Yu's waist, and carried him from his body to the co-pilot's seat.

Touching his nose, he said with a guilty conscience: "Ahem, I, I just reacted to being rubbed by you. It can't be my fault."

Seeing Qin Shi's handsome face, Song Yu also quickly turned red. For some reason, Qin Shi with this appearance made him feel that there was no danger.

"Pfft!" Song Yu laughed out loud, "Mr. Qin can't bear to be teased?"

Qin Shi stiffened his neck, soft-hearted and hard-spoken: "I can't bear to be rubbed against."

The other party was stunned, and said softly and indulgently: "Sophistry."

Seeing that Song Yu was in a good mood, Qin Shi didn't care about it, and restarted the car: "Okay, Director Song, sit still, and I'll take you home."

Song Yu nodded seriously, and tightened his seat belt tightly. This top-end Rolls-Royce was obviously prepared for drag racing.

However, to Song Yu's surprise, Qin Shi's car drove very steadily. Although it was also quite fast, he paid more attention to safety.

The car parked steadily at the end of a small alley.

The alley was dimly lit, with only a few dim street lamps, and occasionally there were other people hanging clothes outside or strolling around, Qin Shi secretly thanked himself for his good driving skills, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to drive in.

Song Yu and his family's house is not big, but he has kept it very clean and tidy. Outside the yard are some unnamed flowers and plants.

This place is already outside the city, and Qin Shi has been living in a honey pot, so he feels that this place is really poor.

Song Yu got out of the car, slowly closed the door, and said politely: "Thank you, be careful on the way back."

Qin Shi raised his eyebrows, and replied rather rascally: "Why, don't you invite me in for a cup of tea."

Song Yu took a deep breath, and forced a smile on his face: "Then Mr. Qin, would you like to sit in the humble house?"

Qin Shi opened the door unceremoniously: "Of course I would."

While talking, he walked towards the small room very casually, and Song Yu explained from the side: "This is only my grandpa and I, and a nanny, go to my room, it's too late now, they must have a rest .”

Qin Shi nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

Lifting his legs and continuing to walk inside, Qin Shi smelled a faint bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which filled almost every corner.

Combined with what Song Yu said about his grandfather, he also specially hired a nanny to take care of him, he can probably think that the old man may not be in good health.

Song Yu gently pushed open the door of his room. The bedroom is not big, except for the bed and wardrobe, there is only a small table and a small stool.Song Yu pointed to the stool beside him.

"Please sit down."

Then he turned around and went to the living room to make a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Qin Shi.

Qin Shi frowned and looked at everything around him. Obviously, his Director Song was living in a very difficult life.

Song Yu handed the tea to Qin Shi, and said, "Let's drink the tea first!"

Although he didn't know why the young master who had helped him insisted on entering his house.

Qin Shi took the tea but did not drink it in a hurry, but looked at Song Yu suspiciously, and asked in puzzlement: "Director Song, according to the size of your company, your monthly salary is at least tens of thousands more, right? How do you live on?" So tight?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, but still smiled, looked at Qin Shi, and explained, "Grandfather is not in good health, and he has been relying on medicine to maintain himself, and the aunt at home has a lot of money a month."

There is a patient in the family, it is really difficult to deal with.

Qin Shi looked at Song Yu with pity, Director Song seemed to be very different from what he had imagined.

In fact, according to his own conditions, with just anyone, the economic problems he encountered would be easily solved, but he didn't, but worked hard to maintain his family's life by his own hard work.

Although he spoke mercilessly, Qin Shi raised his eyes and looked at the somewhat embarrassed but hard-to-conceal beauty in front of him.

In fact, in his heart, he is probably more proud than anyone else.

Song Yu cheered himself up, looked at Qin Shi, and cheered up and said: "But I heard that our place is about to be demolished, and it will always be better in the future."

Qin Shi moved his lips, but said nothing.

The other party glanced at him, seeing that Qin Shi had no intention of leaving, and could only say: "Then sit down first, and I'll take a shower."

Countless traces of greasy hands touching his body, Song Yu couldn't wait to rush to the bathroom to wash off these disgusting touches, together with the memories.

After Song Yu went to the bathroom, Qin Shi took out his mobile phone and made a mysterious call, without knowing what he said.

Song Yu's bath took a long time, and he only came out in half an hour. Because there were outsiders around, he was still a womanizer, so he chose a pair of very conservative pajamas.

I also simply cleaned my forehead, which was injured when I was pushed to the ground and hit the table leg.

Song Yu walked outside while wiping his wet hair, Qin Shi raised his eyes and saw the wound on Song Yu's forehead.

"Is the wound wet?"

Song Yu shook his head and explained, "I treated it with alcohol."

Qin Shiyang raised his chin, and flashed a flash of approval: "It's not too stupid."

While speaking, Qin Shi hooked his finger towards Song Yu: "Come here."

Song Yu was puzzled for a moment, but he still stepped on the soft shoes and walked up to Qin Shi step by step.

"What's wrong?" The tone was a little puzzled.

What Qin Shi said was taken for granted, and at the same time, he had already turned over Song Yu's collar with his hands: "Let me see the wound."

Song Yu grabbed his collar vigorously and took two steps back: "Impossible."

"Haha," Qin Shi laughed out loud, and he found that the distance between Director Song and him suddenly shortened a lot, and he became a lot softer and cute.

Only then did Song Yu realize that he had been teased, so he gave Qin Shi a stare.

At this moment, the sound of a car horn sounded outside the door, Song Yu frowned, who would come so late?

Song Yu got up and looked outside, Qin Shi also stood up with his long legs, and followed behind Song Yu.

Opening the door, Song Yu was stunned.

An ambulance was parked outside his house. At this time, several doctors got out of the ambulance, adjusted their clothes, and were about to knock on the door.

Song Yu's expression moved slightly, and he stopped with a voice: "Hello, no ambulance was called here, you may have come to the wrong place."

The doctor was wearing a white coat with an amiable face. Looking at Qin Shi behind Song Yu, he smiled and said hello: "Mr. Qin, we have brought the equipment."

Qin Shi nodded indifferently, and said, "Well, let's move in."

Under Song Yu's incredulous gaze, a group of doctors moved their medical equipment into Song Yu's small courtyard.

Song Yu turned around and asked Qin Shi: "Qin Shi, I didn't call an ambulance, did I?"

Qin Shi nodded, and then said: "Well, don't worry, I'm not at ease if you insist on going home, so I can only ask the people from the hospital to move the equipment here to check you on the spot."

It was clearly written in Song Yu's eyes: What kind of plot of an overbearing president is this?

However, everyone had already entered, so Song Yu could only be forced to agree.

This person really does not give people the opportunity to refuse.

Qin Shi tugged at the corner of Song Yu's clothes, and his tone couldn't tell whether it was pampering or begging for mercy: "Okay, the body is the most important thing, so those big men, who knows if there is any root cause of illness, you still have grandpa , go check it out!"

Song Yu's eyes flickered, and he walked slowly towards the doctor.

His weakness was discovered by Qin Shi.

The doctor first treated and bandaged the external wound, and Song Yu didn't make a sound during the whole process, like a delicate doll that doesn't know pain.

Qin Shi watched worriedly as the doctor bandaged the wound on Song Yu's forehead, and asked concerned: "Doctor, will there be a scar?"

After all, such a big wound.

The doctor explained: "As long as you apply the medicine well and pay attention to your diet, there will be no scars."

Song Yu bowed his head and said dejectedly: "If you leave a scar, leave a scar, maybe you don't need to rely on this face in the future."

The doctor looked shocked.

Do good-looking people have so many troubles?

Qin Shi looked at the other party's soft figure, well-proportioned slender waist, and raised buttocks, and silently added a sentence in his heart.

If you think too much, even if you don't have this face and this small figure, you can still make a man want to die.

After the wound was bandaged, a female doctor asked Song Yu to lie down, ready to check for internal injuries, and Song Yu obediently lay down.

While putting on the gloves, the female doctor gently lifted the cloth on Song Yu's lower abdomen.

Song Yu's lower abdomen is very tight, and the waistline is slightly curved, which looks very seductive. Of course, if there are no traces of blue and purple, it will definitely be more beautiful.

Qin Shi frowned calmly, looked at the other doctors, and raised his legs to block Song Yu's face, covering him tightly.

Song Yu's cheeks were a little red, looking at Qin Shi's gaze, he actually showed his belly in front of a man who had thoughts about him, this look, no matter how you think about it, it's shameful, okay?

The female doctor gently squeezed some ointment on her hands and spread it on Song Yu's stomach. The cold touch stimulated Song Yu, making him tremble slightly.

A voice overflowed from the throat: "Uh."

Qin Shi looked at the soft waist of the other party, arched slightly, the ointment was on the belly, showing an obscene white color, which made people's throat tighten, it seemed like a picture that made blood spurt, especially the soft hum, it was simply hooked. Very human.

Involuntarily, Qin Shi's hand slowly reached Song Yu's waist.