you're nothing but scum

I thought of Song Xiuming's sharp and sexy look in the photo, and my heart itch again.

Although his current polite appearance is more pleasing, at least most of the time it will not make people feel inferior, but the contrast between his appearance in the photo and his current appearance is too great, which makes me very curious.

I took off his glasses and he smiled slightly.I'm a little annoyed, why does this guy always look like he knows what I want to do?

I squinted at him and said, "Is this how you go to nightclubs?"

Song Xiuming said: "I am not much different from six years ago."

Indeed, otherwise it would not have prevented me from seeing the clues in the photos.

His appearance, when he was 23 or 30 years old six years ago, he looked a little too mature, and now he is [-] years old, but he looks very young, it really has a sly face.

I curled my lips and said, "I want to see what you look like when you go to the nightclub."

"What does it look like?" Song Xiuming looked puzzled.

I pointed to the photo of him sitting on the sofa, and laughed, "If you went to the nightclub like this, I wouldn't even look at you."

"Even six years ago, you never saw me." Song Xiuming joked.

I was speechless and stared at him without speaking.

Song Xiuming approached with a smile, I was taken aback for a moment, when he came back to his senses, he had already rolled over and pressed on me, with one hand resting on my head, and the other gently pinching my ear, and then slipped down to the earlobe.

The ambiguous atmosphere grew out of thin air like this, and I clearly felt the change in my mood.

If it was before, if Song Xiuming dared to do this kind of thing to me, I'm afraid I would have pushed him away or even kicked him.But now lying under his body, he didn't want to move at all. The whole person was lazy and comfortable, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by warmth.

Song Xiuming's hair fell down and stuck to his neck, looking very docile.There was a smile in the corner of his eyes, and I saw my shadow in his dark eyes.

I was probably confused by his gaze for a moment, but when he tilted his head slightly and lowered his head slowly, I didn't make any resistance, and even closed my eyes obediently.

Perhaps in fact, I have been looking forward to this moment for a long time in my heart.

If you are no longer an MB, you will no longer want to kiss other people casually like before.Even if you meet someone you want to kiss, you will suppress your thoughts for various reasons.I probably don't want others to think I'm too frivolous.

But when a simple kiss becomes something truly significant, the feeling of lips touching is completely different from what it used to be.It was as if an electric current rushed through my back, and the tingling feeling made my body tense up in an instant.But Song Xiuming held my face with both hands, and slightly parted his lips, which fit perfectly with mine.

His warm and slippery tongue brushed over my lips, teeth, conquered the city in my mouth, and finally got entangled with my tongue.

It's been a long time since I kissed someone so deeply, and I was a little surprised to find that I wasn't familiar with these movements. When Song Xiuming attacked, I didn't have time to respond, so I could only wrap my arms around his neck and press him down. head, trying to keep up with his rhythm.

Song Xiuming's kiss is very strong, completely different from his usual gentle and jade-like appearance, but I believe this is what he looks like deep down in his heart, and I am excited about it.He deprived my brain of oxygen, and my whole body fell into a wonderful feeling of dizziness, and I even completely forgot the existence of that phantom limb.

It took me a long time to catch my breath when the kiss was over.

With one hand smoothing the messy hair on my forehead, I turned my gaze away, seeing Song Xiuming's wet lips, and thinking about how these two lips kissed me just now, my face became hot.

It is also Song Xiuming's ability to make a kiss so forgettable without looking erotic.

He suddenly asked, "Does the phantom limb still hurt?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and then I remembered the phantom limb that had tortured me for nearly a week, and at this moment, I didn't feel anything at all.Is it really only this kind of intimacy that can make me completely forget that pain?I am speechless.

Song Xiuming lay down next to me again, and said: "I have been contacting a college friend of mine for the past few days. He is a Chinese medicine student. I want him to help you with acupuncture."

"Huh?" I couldn't react in time.

Song Xiuming said: "Don't worry, the person I will find for you must be the best."

... It's not that I don't believe him.

However, he couldn't help but sighed.Can it really be good?So much effort to take medicine, what if it backfires?

If there is really no way to get better, I really don't know how long I can last.

"Don't give up, Xiao Le," Song Xiuming sighed, "You don't know how worried I was when I heard Liang Liang say that you refused to take medicine, I will always be by your side, so don't You must give up so easily, you know?"

I felt a little awkward in my heart, but I still said obediently: "Oh..."

After thinking about it, I thought that even though I didn't want to talk to him before, Liang Liang did tell him that I was having a hard time, and he had to wait until I refused to take the medicine before coming over?I asked him this question, but he just smiled and said, "It's my fault, the hospital was too busy those days."

I noticed the blue color in his eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Have you not slept for a few days?"

"Ah... I don't remember either," he said slyly, "but at least I can sleep late tomorrow."

I didn't dare to disturb him anymore, and fell asleep under his embrace after turning off the light.

It was a very solid sleep.

It seemed to be the only night in a week that I didn't have a nightmare.Being able to have such a miraculous effect shows that in my heart I still rely on this man a little bit.I feel a little relieved in my heart, and I have already figured out how to deal with the relationship between me and him.

When he woke up the next day, Song Xiuming was still sleeping.

I didn't have the heart to wake him up, so I got off the bed carefully, put on my clothes, and went downstairs lightly on crutches.

Although the matter has been explained clearly, I don't think it should end like this with Yao Jiu's personality, right?The only thing that puzzles me is that he spent so much effort to find only two photos of Song Xiuming to serve as his black history and fool me, but if this is the case, how can Song Xiuming explain everything to him so quickly? I listen?

I'm actually very indifferent to his behavior of deceiving me. If I really want to say, I can only say that he pushed me further, but he can do more extreme things, so it's okay to use photos to deceive people or something. Not to make me angry.But I really want to make it clear to him.

My heart has already turned towards Song Xiuming. It is only a matter of time before I accept him thoroughly. Yao Jiu has no way to intervene in my life anymore.

If he stays by my side all day long and tries to meddle in my affairs, I'm afraid I will treat him like Tang Qilin, and I really don't want to tear myself apart like this.

To my surprise, after going downstairs, I found that Yao Jiu's car had already left, and he was gone.I was a little suspicious, did he really just leave like this?

Just about to turn around, Lin Luo just came back from buying breakfast, followed my gaze, and muttered: "Are you looking for the weird guy who has been there for the past two days?"

I raised my eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Lin, who lives next door, saw someone talking to him when he came back in the middle of the night. It was so strange in the middle of the night."

I was taken aback for a moment, thinking of someone who was sleeping on the bed, I had a point in my mind.

After going back, Song Xiuming really proposed to let me live with him again.

His reason is of course the same - it is more convenient for him to take care of me when I live with him, and the condition of this old building is really poor, and daily life is very inconvenient.I actually don't think what will happen, not to mention that he is so busy at work, even if I live in the past, he may not be able to take care of me, right?And I'm not a child, so I don't need to be watched all the time.

As a counterattack, Song Xiuming pointed to the box of medicine that I threw by the door yesterday, and said righteously that I was beyond Liang Liang's ability to deal with.I stared at the box of medicine and was speechless for half a minute—why didn't Liang Liang pick up what I lost this time?

I couldn't answer what Song Xiuming said. From what he described, I like to make trouble for no reason. No one can cure my temper. It is very difficult to serve.

I got angry and scolded: "I'm so troublesome and you still like me?"

Song Xiuming adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "Because I like to take care of you."

...a shameless guy.

I still thought about this matter carefully, and finally stated the reason for the refusal: "You and I are not on good terms, what should I do to live with you? I am disabled, and I haven't even learned how to walk. Just eat yours and drink yours like this, how can I feel at ease?"

"Then you can feel at ease being raised by Liang Liang?" Song Xiuming raised his eyebrows.

I curled my lips and said, "You are different from Liang Liang."

Song Xiuming smiled helplessly and rubbed my head, I waved his hand away and muttered, "What are you doing?"

He murmured something softly, but I couldn't hear it clearly, and when I asked him again, he didn't say anything.Looking at the smile on his face, I also hesitated.

In the end, I compromised a step. In fact, it is not a very special thing for me to live with my boyfriend, but accepting Song Xiuming's invitation now will inevitably make me feel like being taken care of by him.I think the first thing I need to do is to find a job. No matter what, let’s talk about making money. After all, I owe enough favors to Liang Liang and Song Xiuming, so I can feel at ease after paying them back.