Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

There is still mist in his eyes, his skin is very white and delicate, his facial features are very correct, his hair is soft and drooping, making people want to get close to him.

Even though he hates Shao Tingxun's habit of kissing at every turn, this face is really attractive.

Shao Tingxun also discovered that although Song Qingyin often said that he was a naive ghost, he would still kiss his face and couldn't extricate himself from his figure.

It seems that in this world, there are not only beauties who deceive people, but also men who are seduced by men.

He looked at Song Qingyin whose eyes were not focused, and touched his perfectly curved chin: this is indeed an advantage.

"You've recovered."

"You...you get lost." Song Qingyin, who realized that she was lost in Shao Tingxun's face again, pushed away Shao Tingxun who was close to her body in shame. The blush on her face made her look as pure as a fairy. The face has a different style.

Such Song Qingyin fascinated Shao Tingxun, he thought that since Song Qingyin liked his face so much, he would sacrifice his appearance to satisfy the fairy sister.

If he had pushed Shao Tingxun away before, the two of them would have been furious, but today they were so quiet, Song Qingyin felt a little strange, and looked back.

With a warm smile on Shao Tingxun's face, under the sunlight cast from the gaps between the leaves, he looked like a well-behaved neighbor boy who likes sports.

"Are you OK?"

"Sister Fairy, what are you talking about?" As if he couldn't understand the doubts on Song Qingyin's face, Shao Tingxun lowered his head slightly to reveal his fair and slender neck, which looked really alluring, yes it was alluring.

Song Qingyin thought that she was a person with good concentration, but when she saw Shao Tingxun like this, she still couldn't help swallowing, and said in her heart: It's so fucking beautiful.

"No...it's nothing." Song Qingyin waved his hand, such a boy would feel embarrassed even to say a harsh word.

"But speaking of it, I really want to thank you. You said that the location of Shanhai is not good, but it turned out to be a problem. The guy who invested must have suffered a lot." Shao Tingxun held Song Qingyin's hand warm and dry.

Speaking of metaphysical attainments, Song Qingyin immediately became proud, raising her head like a proud peacock: "That's right, you don't even look at who I am."

"Aren't you the fairy sister?" Shao Tingxun simply loved Song Qingyin's peacock-like appearance.

"So Sister Fairy wants to thank you for doing me such a favor, shouldn't we celebrate?"

"No, no, it should be."

"How can I not use it? It must be at this time. Let's go to dinner." Shao Tingxun took Song Qingyin's hand and drove away from the school.

Song Qingyin has felt light and light since Shao Tingxun started to release her beauty. When she regained her senses, Shao Tingxun had already stopped the car, opened the co-pilot's door and stood outside, stretching out a hand to Song Qingyin Make an invitation gesture: "Dear fairy sister, please have dinner with me."

Those sparkling eyes that seemed to be filled with stars tempted Song Qingyin to stretch out her hand and put it on his hand.

The dinner was very sumptuous, Song Qingyin was very satisfied and her stomach was full.

Song Qingyin thinks she knows how to be grateful: "Thank you for inviting me to dinner."

"Since you want to thank me, you might as well do something for me."

Shao Tingxun's performance today made Song Qingyin forget that he was a bad person, so he casually agreed, "What's the matter?"

"I'm sick and need care."

"Are you sick? When?" Wasn't this person fine just now?Why did you get sick all of a sudden.

"Just now." Shao Tingxun hugged Song Qingyin's waist and put it on her shoulders, so she didn't see the malicious flash in the eyes of the person on the shoulders.

"Sister Fairy, I'm sick, I'm really uncomfortable." Seeing Song Qingyin's hesitation, Shao Tingxun hugged Song Qingyin's waist and kept shaking, which made Song Qingyin really hard to refuse.

Just a second later, when she called to agree to Shao Tingxun, she suddenly regained her sanity in a flash: "Since you are sick, you should see a doctor."

"But the doctor can't cure my disease, only you, Sister Fairy, can."

"I……"

"Sister Fairy, don't tell me you don't want to talk?"

"No." Song Qingyin was discouraged.

"But it was impossible for you to be sick just now." She obviously had dinner together just now.

"I said I was sick when I said I was sick." The little milk dog gritted his teeth again, stuffed Song Qingyin into the car and drove back to Lanshan Villa.

If Song Qingyin didn't know that she had been tricked by Shao Tingxun when she got here, then her twenty years would have been in vain.

"What did you bring me here for?"

"I said I need to be taken care of when I'm sick." Only then did Song Qingyin realize that Shao Tingxun's lips were a little pale and his complexion was not very good.

She silently swallowed back what she was about to say: "Are you okay?"

"Uh……"

"What's the matter with you." He snorted tentatively, his face became a little paler, and there was still a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, which could not be pretended at all.

"Stomachache."

"I'll help you in." Seeing someone who was weak and about to collapse in front of her, Song Qingyin couldn't help but want to help no matter how hard-hearted she was.

She directly helped Shao Tingxun back to his own room, which exhausted Song Qingyin, and Shao Tingxun put all his weight on himself.

"Huh~" Song Qingyin exhaled.

"Sister Fairy, can you help me pour a glass of water?"

"Why?" She had already wasted a lot of energy in bringing Shao Tingxun up, and now she was told that Song Qingyin was in a very irritable mood before she could take a breath.

"I... feel so uncomfortable." Shao Tingxun seemed to be frightened, his eyes watered, and Song Qingyin's heart softened when he saw it, whether he had gone too far.

Compromise to: "Wait for me."

Watching Song Qingyin go out knowing that he couldn't see her back, Shao Tingxun's eyes flashed a cunning.

He is really uncomfortable now, but he only ordered food with coriander when eating. He is allergic to coriander, and his stomach hurts when he eats coriander. Fortunately, there is medicine at home.

He found the allergy medicine from the drawer at the bedside, put it under the pillow and waited for Song Qingyin's water to arrive before taking the medicine.

After a while, Song Qingyin came up with a glass of water.

"Give."

"My hands have no strength." Shao Tingxun held his stomach with both hands, looking very painful, and his face turned pale again.

"Can't you do this by yourself?"

"You just said thank you to me, did you lie to me? It seems that I was too naive." Shao Tingxun shook his head and showed Song Qingyin a pale smile: "Forget it, you go, I guess I was wrong people."

Song Qingyin can't bear others to doubt her character: "What did you say? I misunderstood something. I, Song Qingyin, have always said what I said."

"Really?" The disbelieving tone and eyes almost drove Song Qingyin so crazy.

"Get up, drink some water." Reluctantly, Song Qingyin only put her hand through Shao Tingxun's neck to help him up, let him lean against the bedside, and tasted Shao Tingxun's mouth with a glass in his hand.

Shao Tingxun took several sips from Song Qingyin's hand.

"Cough, cough, cough~" Shao Tingxun choked several times, and it seemed that he was about to die.

"Are you really okay, why don't you go to the hospital." Why didn't you remind him to go to the hospital when he was on the road just now, and he didn't bother to make a fuss by himself.

"It's okay, it's an old problem, you go and cook a bowl of hot porridge, I'll feel better after drinking it."

Hearing Shao Tingxun say it was an old problem, Shao Tingxun clearly saw Song Qingyin's seriousness flashed a trace of sympathy, this sympathy almost made Shao Tingxun fail, this woman actually sympathized with him, what is there for him to sympathize with.

However, facing Shao Tingxun's request and Song Qingyin is a very lazy person, she still nodded, with a very serious expression on her face: "Okay."

"Thank you."

Song Qingyin also kindly helped Shao Tingxun close the door of the room.

Shao Tingxun saw that Song Qingyin would not come back, so he quickly took out the medicine he found under the pillow, or swallowed it with warm water, a feeling of warmth slipped down his intestines, and he felt comfortable, but the medicine was not that effective Come on, my stomach is still very uncomfortable.

This time, she was taking care of a patient. Song Qingyin was serious about cooking and did not make a mess in the kitchen like last time.

"It's time to eat." Song Qingyin took a small bowl of porridge and handed it to Shao Tingxun. Shao Tingxun's hands were still wrapped around his stomach, and his face looked much better.

"My stomach hurts, it will be better if I hold it like this."

"But don't you want porridge?"

"You feed me."

"No." Song Qingyin refused without even thinking about it. The water feeding can be reluctantly accepted, but the feeding is a bit too intimate.

Shao Tingxun didn't speak, but stared straight at Song Qingyin with a pair of dark eyes for a few seconds, and then said weakly: "Forget it, let's go."

It's like being abandoned by someone, Song Qingyin is the bad guy who abandoned the little cutie, letting Song Qingyin go is neither staying nor staying.

"I'm serious, you go, I'll take it as a lie for the thanks you just said."

"..." What's wrong with this? He always threatens people.

"Okay, can't I be afraid of you?" Song Qingyin compromised and picked up the bowl, and fed the very hot bowl to Shao Tingxun.

"Pfft!" This mouthful of porridge almost sent Shao Tingxun away: "I know you don't want to do this kind of thing, but you don't have to bully me like this, do you?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know." Song Qingyin had never served anyone before, and she never thought that the porridge just cooked would be so hot.

Shao Tingxun's lips were red, and Song Qingyin handed it to Shao Tingxun just now because he was in a hurry, and the action of feeding water was certainly not gentle.

"Cough cough cough."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The air conditioner on the bed was soaked with water, and Shao Tingxun's white T-shirt was also wet. The thin clothes in summer faintly revealed the distinct muscles inside.

"Sister Fairy~" Shao Tingxun was actually scolding her mother in his heart, but in order to soften Song Qingyin's heart, he just looked at Song Qingyin pitifully with his mouth puckered.