Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu and Rong Junchu slept in the same ward, and there was only a cloth curtain between them. Later, Rong Junchu asked Lin You to remove the cloth curtain directly on the grounds that it would affect the air circulation.

At night, the two of them were lying in the same room, and Song Qingzhu had to be careful even turning over, for fear of offending the master next to him somewhere, and then being thrown out like that basket of eggs.

Song Qingzhu lay straight on the bed, and the bracelet on her wrist vibrated twice. She sat up suddenly, wondering if there was a leakage of electricity.

"Xiao Qingqing, are you asleep?" Rong Jingchen asked in a childish voice.

Rong Jingchen, a brat, called her and even set a no-pickup option, which was very scheming.

Still sleeping, scared to death.

"Why don't you go to bed so late?" She had to tense up, what would she do if such cowardly things got out.

"Oh, I'll try to see if the automatic answering function of the bracelet works well."

"The experiment is over, hang up the phone and go to sleep!" Song Qingzhu really wanted to catch the child and beat him up after being entertained by the child in the middle of the night.

"Wait, actually... Actually, I missed you. Lin You told stories over and over again, and they were all deceiving children. Xiao Qingqing, can you tell stories?" Rong Jingchen pitifully Said.

"Yes, yes, but I'm in the hospital now, and I'll tell you a story when I get out of the hospital." She felt that she really couldn't refuse this brat, and she clearly had a premonition that there seemed to be a pit waiting for her to jump into.

"I knew you missed me too. You don't have to wait until you're discharged from the hospital. I'll come!"

Song Qingzhu turned his head to look at the door, and Rong Jingchen jumped out like a magic trick.He was wearing pajamas, and Lin You didn't follow, as he slipped out by himself.

Rong Junchu, who was lying on the other side and kept silent, finally couldn't keep silent, and said in a low voice, "Nonsense."

Rong Jingchen was in awe of this little uncle, and when he heard him scolding himself, he stood at attention and lowered his head, looking like a pitiful little boy who was about to be scolded.

The uncle taught his nephew a lesson, Song Qingzhu couldn't say anything to an outsider, but he still couldn't help explaining for him: "Yangyang may not be used to living in bed."

Rong Jingchen was woken up immediately, his big eyes flickering with aura, ready to cry for you anytime, anywhere.

"With my uncle by my side, I'm not afraid to go anywhere, but my uncle is in the hospital. It's scary for me to sleep alone in such a big room."

A thousand alpacas roared away in Song Qingzhu's heart, and he was scared in a big room, and he didn't even blink when he paralyzed Song Guangyao's company's computer.

"Lin You will take care of you." Rong Junchu frowned slightly. From the perspective of safety and health, children are not suitable to live in the hospital.

"But the stories he told were not good. Before, every time I couldn't sleep, my uncle would tell me about my childhood. I miss you so much, and Xiao Qingqing too. Don't want me." Rong Jingchen resorted to The killer, ran to Rong Junchu's arms, hugged his neck with his short arms, and rubbed and rubbed.

"My uncle didn't want you." Rong Junchu said softly, and his expression became calm.

"I'm going to sleep here tonight."

"no!"

Rong Junchu and Song Qingzhu said almost at the same time that there were only two beds in this ward, which was the standard single bed, and there was no place for him to sleep at all.

Rong Jingchen smiled, premeditated, "Uncle and Xiao Qingqing put the bed together, and I slept in the middle, and I was not afraid of falling asleep after listening to your stories."

Song Qingzhu: "..."

She should have thought that this would be a pit.

In order to match her and his uncle, Rong Jingchen really put his mind to it.

Rong Junchu looked at her indifferently, his expression was completely considering Rong Jingchen's suggestion.

"I don't think it's appropriate." Song Qingzhu politely refused. If the two beds were put together, wouldn't she and Rong Junchu share the same bed?This is absolutely impossible.

"The reason." Rong Junchu's eyes fell on her, as if he could see everything.Never lie, you will be caught immediately if you lie.

"We are all patients. Patients need to rest well so that they can recover quickly. It will be inconvenient for the three of us to sleep together, which will affect our sleep." Song Qingzhu patiently explained that she wanted to continue hugging the gold master's thigh. No one can offend a man, one big and one small.

"No, I'm so thin!" Rong Jingchen retorted.

"No matter how thin you are, it will take up space. Children don't sleep well, and they take up much more space than adults." Song Qingzhu resolutely refused to back down.

"Agreed." Rong Junchu said lightly, not knowing which one he agreed to.

Rong Jingchen has already claimed it spontaneously: "Yeah, one to two, the minority obeys the majority, Xiao Qingqing must be obedient, I will ask the nurse to help put the bed together."

He happily jumped out to call the nurse on duty.

The medical staff in the rural health center are quite nervous. Tonight there is only one [-]-year-old nurse aunt on duty. She came to the room to see two adults and a child. You have to pay more attention to it, don't patronize and play, such a big person will fall into the ditch, let the children worry about it, the little boy is really pitiful."

Song Qingzhu lowered her head silently. She fell into the ditch and everyone in the hospital knew about it.

"The children look more like their fathers. They are both handsome guys. It is said that boys should be more like their mothers." After pushing the two beds together, the nurse aunt said after observing and comparing responsibly.

"Yes." Rong Jingchen happily raised his face and smiled.

Rong Junchu didn't say anything, the corners of his lips seemed to have a slight curvature.

This is not the first time that she has been misunderstood. The last time Aunt Yan regarded Yang Yang as her child, this kind of thing couldn't be explained clearly, and the description became darker and darker.Besides, her two allies had no intention of correcting mistakes at all, and it would be useless to talk more, so why did she come here.

After sending the nurse away, Rong Jingchen kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. Rong Junchu didn't say anything, and drove the wheelchair to the bed, propping the edge of the bed with one hand and getting on the bed quickly.

Song Qingzhu was the last to lie down, and just a few steps made her get out of the feeling of going to the execution ground.

Rong Jingchen was very excited, grabbed the quilt and looked left and right, "Xiao Qingqing, tell me a story now."

Song Qingzhu said with a wooden face: "Oh, once upon a time there was a temple in a mountain..."

"Xiao Qingqing!"

Unable to be fooled, Song Qingzhu had no choice but to tell a fairy tale, which was told to her by the housekeeper when she was a child.

"This kind of story is suitable for little girls. Uncle, it's your turn. Tell me about what happened when you were a child." Rong Jingchen urged.

"When I was young, I saw your father riding a horse. I was very envious, so I begged him to teach me, and it took a long time before I agreed. I was very happy when I chose a pony that matched my height at the racecourse. It was October at that time. , so I named the little pony October. One day October fell ill, and I was so sad that I couldn’t eat, so your father asked the best veterinarian to treat October.” Rong Junchu’s voice was low and slow. Slow down.