Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

Lin Feiyu immediately said: "That's really thankful to Mr. Song."

Song Qingshuang smiled and said: "Where is it? It's just a matter of raising your hands. You just... come here at 07:30 the night after tomorrow, and I will take you to the study."

"Ok, no problem."

Lin Feiyu hung up the phone and couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief. Sure enough, he still had to go to Song's house in person to see what his brother was doing before he could relax.

Well, in that case, I will go to Cuizhugou to visit Xue Jianguo tomorrow, and then I will pick some fresh mulberries from the mountains and come back. In the evening of the day after tomorrow, I can bring fresh mulberries to the Song residence, as a reason to surprise my brother. Sneak peek at what brother is up to.

Lin Feiyu pondered for a while, and then remembered the phone call a few days ago, in which his brother refused to let him go to the Song residence, and Song Qingshuang's extremely weird chuckle, which seemed to be mocking and sympathetic, made him feel very uncomfortable. Comfortable.

After hanging up the phone that day, he always felt uneasy. He couldn't even sleep well in the past few days, and he even had some very terrible nightmares. He dreamed that his brother left him and left.

Thinking of those nightmares, Lin Feiyu couldn't help being a little funny, he was so suspicious, his brother loved him so much, how could he leave him?

Before, he coaxed his elder brother to audition, wanted to take advantage of his elder brother, asked him to put on that embarrassing posture, and even brazenly wanted his elder brother to take off his clothes, but he accidentally overturned the car. At that time, he almost thought it was over. I had no choice but to show the rose tattoo pitifully, but when my brother saw the rose tattoo, he was completely stunned, and never pursued the shitty things he did before.

Later, he used that idiot Wu Minghao to pretend to be given aphrodisiacs. At first, his brother wanted to force him to go to the bathroom to take a shower of cold water, so he repeated the trick cheekily, pretending to show the rose tattoo inadvertently, and his brother was stunned. Looking at the rose, his heart really softened, and he was possessed by him in such a muddled way, because he was too impatient and rude, and he couldn't control his strength well, and he made my brother cry several times, and even twice he was Deliberately made my brother cry, just to see his fragile and beautiful appearance...

Even he felt that he had gone too far, but not only did his brother not blame him afterwards, he even touched the rose in a daze, allowing him to hug her tightly and gently peck and kiss her.

Thinking back to those shy and sweet affairs, the corners of Lin Feiyu's lips couldn't stop curling up. He was too suspicious. My brother was so good, so good, he was like an angel sent by heaven to save him, and yet he was still here It's really inappropriate to think about it.

Forget it, after going to Song Zhai this time, stop thinking about it, and put more energy on the group and on your own plan.

In the second half of the year, there will be a billion-dollar big-budget movie, and an old shareholder wants to sell part of the equity. After the movie is finished, I can give priority to buying two points from the old shareholder according to the preferential terms of the new contract. If everything goes well, the shareholder meeting at the end of the year... I can get everything I want.

No matter what, as long as I hold the power in my hands, I can protect my brother well and hold my brother firmly in the palm of my hand. No one can easily call my brother away from me, no matter who it is Song Qingshuang or anyone else .

……

Song family old house.

"The effects of bioelectric stimulation therapy a few days ago were not very obvious, and the data of various instruments did not change, indicating that the patient's brain waves did not produce special fluctuations." Speaking of this, Dr. Robert sighed, "The patient is unconscious. The time is too long, and it is really tricky.”

Song Qingshuang pondered: "Aside from bioelectric stimulation therapy, aren't there other special treatments?"

Robert hesitated: "Mr. Song, you mean to use hormone therapy? However, the side effects of hormone therapy are too great..."

Song Qingshuang raised her dark eyes and interrupted the other party directly: "Robert, I'm not talking about hormone therapy, I'm talking about sexual arousal therapy."

"Sexual awakening therapy?" Robert was taken aback for a moment, and then pondered, "Although this is one of the special treatments in the minority, it requires the full cooperation of intimate partners, but isn't Da Song always single?"

Song Qingshuang explained lightly: "You don't have to worry about this. The 24-hour personal escort, Song Xiaoran, used to be the bed partner of the elder brother. He should be very happy to cooperate with the treatment."

Robert was stunned, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's the case, then you can give it a try."

"How about this, tomorrow I will ask the nurse to add a special drug for sexual arousal into the nutrient solution bottle. At eight o'clock in the evening, I will ask Song Xiaoran to put the bottle on the elder brother. If the elder brother responds, he will try his best to cooperate."

Robert hesitated: "Do you need me to explain to him in advance?"

"No need, he has a thin skin, I just tell him." Song Qingshuang said lightly.

Robert nodded: "Alright, let's try."

After sending Robert away, Song Qingshuang narrowed her eyes slightly, her snow-white face gradually gloomy. Tomorrow night, she had to carefully calculate the time difference, first take Lin Feiyu into the study to hide, and then ask her elder brother to hang a bottle for the vegetative.

I don't have to worry about the rest of it anymore. The interesting thing about this game is that it is like a domino. I just need to push down the first domino lightly, and I can hand over all the rest to Lin Feiyu.

I also know that Lin Feiyu will investigate everything extremely carefully, and will not let go of any clues. Lin Feiyu is very smart, and he will definitely find out a lot of truths, many very, very interesting truths, and then he will personally collect the rest All the dominoes collapsed with a bang, pushing the eldest brother to his side.

……

In the evening of the next day, Song Ran received a new bottle of nutrient solution, as well as massage cream and skin cream from Robert's assistant nurse just like in the past, and then he pushed the trolley to the master bedroom.

After entering the master bedroom, Song Ran was slightly taken aback: "Mr. Song, why are you here?"

Song Qingshuang came out of the study, closed the door with his backhand, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, I'll come here to get a document, and I have to work overtime at night."

Song Ran squinted his eyes, the little white-eyed wolf looked sneaky, and he did something shady at first glance, what to get the documents, probably to get the pinhole camera, and he is still pretending to himself here .

He secretly rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything, just smiled: "Do you have to work overtime at night? It's really hard."

"It's okay." Song Qingshuang looked down at her watch, "It's almost eight o'clock, it's time to change the nutrient solution bottle for elder brother."

Song Ran nodded and said, "Well, I'm here to change the hanging bottle, and I'll give Mr. Song a wipe after the change."

While talking, he skillfully removed the old vial from the infusion stand, picked up a new vial from the trolley, installed it carefully, and then carefully observed whether there were any air bubbles in the infusion tube. Adjust the infusion knob to adjust the infusion speed to a suitable range.

After skillfully doing all this, Song Ran raised his head and found that Song Qingshuang was still staring at him, he couldn't help but wondered: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingshuang slightly raised the corners of her lips, with a look of good mood: "It's nothing, I'll go first, take your time."

After Song Qingshuang left, Song Ran took off the vegetative nightgown familiarly as usual, then wrung out a hot towel, and began to wipe slowly from the face. After wiping, he suddenly discovered something, his hands His movements stopped immediately.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and he was sure that he was not mistaken. His vegetative body actually... regained his energy.

What the hell.

Song Ran has been taking care of this vegetative body for almost a month, and he has never encountered such a strange situation. At this moment, he is completely surprised, embarrassed and funny, there is such a thing?Cough cough, but that's right, my bodily functions are not damaged, it's just that I'm in a coma.

Song Ran looked at it for a while in embarrassment, but he was still very energetic, and he didn't seem to fade away at all. He couldn't help recalling his past physical condition, er, if he didn't think of something, he might still be energetic for a long time. Later If Song Qingshuang came back, or if a nurse girl came, the scene would probably be embarrassing to death.

"...Okay." Song Ran took a deep breath, turned her head to look at the tightly closed bedroom door, then pursed her lips, gently put her arms around "myself" shoulders, and stretched out her hand tentatively.

At this time, he vaguely heard a sound coming from the study, and couldn't help being startled, but when he listened carefully, there was no sound, probably he heard it wrong.

Song Ran is very familiar with his body, after all, he has been together for more than [-] years, but he worked hard for a while, but it didn't work, and he couldn't help muttering with a headache: "What's going on? In the past, it was clear that this was enough, alas, you are really hard to serve..."

Now this scene is too weird, it is comparable to some kind of third-rate black humor movie, Song Ran really doesn't know how to describe this weird feeling, he only knows that the best way is to make a quick decision, so he tries hard to recall Those sensitive areas in the past, and then tentatively blew in my ear, and said helplessly: "It's almost done."

Huh, it's finally ok.

Song Ran heaved a long sigh of relief. For a while, he felt weird and funny. What the hell are these things?Fortunately, I was the one who encountered such a strange thing today. If I was bumped into by a nurse or Song Qingshuang, I might as well hit him head-on to death.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at the vegetative person, and muttered: "Don't do this again in the future, I don't care, what should I do if other people see it?"

While muttering, Song Ran wiped his hands with a hot towel, then carefully wiped off the vegetative people, and then applied a layer of skin cream, then put a bunch of messy things back on the small trolley, and pushed Went out with the trolley.

Not long after Song Ran went out, there was a soft "squeak" and the door of the study opened.

Lin Feiyu stood extremely stiffly at the door of the study, that young and handsome face was so pale that there was almost no trace of blood, and the amber eyes that were clear and flexible from both sides, even felt at a loss at this moment, as if he didn't believe in himself at all. What did you see and what did you hear?

What was brother doing just now?How could he be so familiar and so intimate...to do that kind of thing for others?

Lin Feiyu's mind was almost blank, his chest heaved and heaved involuntarily, and his eyes were fixed on the big snow-white bed in the middle of the bedroom.

When Song Qingshuang brought him in just now, because time was too tight, he didn't even have time to see that "President Song", the former helm of the Song Group, the legendary perfect president of the Song Group , that brother's great benefactor.

At this time, he only needs to take a few steps forward to see the legendary President Song, but he just stared at the big bed, but he couldn't take a step under his feet. His legs seemed to be full of blood. It was full of lead, as if it was preventing him from moving forward, and he even had an extremely terrifying premonition that as long as he took a light step forward, he would be in a dark and empty abyss.