Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Chapter 749 Su Miao Extra Story 21

Song Hansheng, like a gentle scum, picked up the bathrobe on the floor and put it on, then looked back at Su Miao and asked, "How is it?"

Su Miao adjusted her breathing. There was a layer of hot sweat on her forehead, but her back felt cold. She couldn't help shivering from the cold. She opened her wet eyes, squirmed her bitten lips and said, "Sprinkle a dog on the bed. Food, dogs are better than you."

Her words were full of provocation and sarcasm. Before she said this, she could have imagined how ugly Song Hansheng's expression was. However, after three seconds passed, Song Hansheng's expression did not change much. On the contrary, he was calmer than when he was on the bed just now.

"If you say these words, you will be angry with Jiang Yurou. I can see your reaction clearly on the bed, and I don't need you to answer."

Su Miao was too tired to talk to him, she was too tired and just wanted to sleep.

As soon as his eyes were closed, Song Hansheng suddenly pressed up again, one hand directly passed through her waist, and he rose into the air: "Song Hansheng, I don't have the strength right now."

"I know you're weak, so I'll take you to take a bath."

Song Hansheng picked up Su Miao lightly, put her in the bathtub and took off the shower while heating the water.

Su Miao leaned against the bathtub and closed her eyes, without any struggle or cover, all the glaring wounds on her body were exposed. Song Hansheng had seen these wounds many times, and every time he looked at them, he still felt glaring. If the wound was too deep, he would use scar remover is useless.

There is no girl who does not love beauty. Song Hansheng thought about taking Su Miao to the hospital. Now that medical beauty is developed, scar removal surgery can remove it.

He mentioned it once, but Su Miao refused.

In her words, having this scar is a lesson for herself, to remind her of what she has to do.

After Song Hansheng adjusted the water temperature in the shower to normal, he held up the shower. Maybe he felt a shadow appear in front of his eyes. Su Miao hugged her head and shrank in the corner as soon as she opened her eyes. Almost up to the nose.

Like a frightened bird, the whole person trembled and his eyes were red.

"I'll give you a bath, what are you afraid of?"

Song Hansheng reached out to grab her, but she pushed him away.

The fear just now seemed to be just a hallucination, Su Miao lowered her head, the water surface was calm and clear, and she could vaguely see her distressed face.

She suddenly went crazy and hit the water surface with her hands, splashing water, and Song Hansheng beside her was in trouble, and her hair was covered with water droplets.

After venting, there was only Su Miao gasping heavily in the bathroom. She really hated herself like this. When will she be able to get rid of the shadow in the prison?

When can I get a good night's sleep?

When can I think of the past and not be afraid?

Song Hansheng was really ridiculous, and asked her if she was afraid of taking a bath.

Who's afraid of taking a shower?

People are only afraid of pain. When Song Hansheng held the shower just now, it reminded her of her days in prison. She will never forget the scene of being stripped outdoors and sprayed with a high-pressure water gun in winter.

Fear can become subconscious, how ironic and ridiculous?

"What did you think of just now?"

In fact, there is no need to ask Su Miao, Song Hansheng can probably think of it.

Su Miao's frightened look just now is something he has never seen before. She has always been very stubborn around him, even if he locked him in the room for four days, she has never been like this...

Now the only thing that makes her afraid when she thinks about it is the time in prison, which is more terrifying than being afraid of him.

"Miao Miao, everything is over."

"I can't make it through, even Ying Yuan can't make it through, Song Hansheng, I hate you so much, I hate you more now than I'm afraid."

Such a strong word, but Su Miao said it softly while leaning against the wall.

Some experiences are like a fishbone stuck in your throat. The thorn gets deeper and deeper as time goes by. Every time you swallow, it hurts. In the end, even breathing hurts. Use the pain to remind you , Some cuts will never pass.

"Even if you suffer as much as I do, you can't make it through."

Su Miao's voice was hoarse, and her face was full of despair, "Song Hansheng, I know better than anyone how I survived the days when I wanted to commit suicide. If I look back, I'll be damned."

Song Hansheng was silent, he didn't talk, he just put down the shower in his hand, pulled a clean towel into the water and gently scrubbed Su Miao's body.

Su Miao just wiped it with him, anyway, this body has been seen by Song Hansheng countless times, it is dirty to care about so much what to do.

Sometimes Su Miao doesn't even feel that this is her own body, she is like living in a puppet, with a program installed, and she lives step by step.

Dolls don't need to suffer.

"Song Hansheng, you said you don't even love Jiang Yurou, why did you marry her?

Is a marriage without feelings really happy? "

"I'll give it to her if she wants it."

Those who didn't know the inside story, heard Song Hansheng's words and thought he was a great lover.

It has nothing to do with feelings, as long as Jiang Yurou wants Song Hansheng, she will give it to her.

"Then you are really kind to her. By the way, how did you two know each other? I remember Jiang Yurou is an orphan, right?"

Su Miao asked curiously, the identities of the two did not match, Jiang Yurou seemed to be someone who suddenly appeared in Song Hansheng's world.

Song Hansheng squeezed the shampoo, soaked Su Miao's hair and foamed it up, and gently massaged her scalp with his fingers: "When the Song family went bankrupt, she was the only one who chose to help me, and she didn't leave me just because I was down."

The shampoo was obviously squeezed too much, and the white foam slid down the forehead, and it was very glaring when it got into the eyes, so Su Miao had to close them.

Su Miao knew how much Song Hansheng hated the Su family back then, and even now, he might not let it go.

If you don't let it go, don't let it go, anyway, she hates her to the bone, either you die or I die.

Song Hansheng and Jiang Yurou's past Su Miao is not interested at all, flies match bugs for a long time.

"Miao Miao, let's have a baby."

It's not asking what Su Miao means, but the decision is affirmative, and now it's just to inform Su Miao to make preparations in advance.

Su Miao was not angry at all, after all, she had seen such a scumbag before, and she wondered if all the scumbags in this world had the same mental illness?

Or was it born by a mother, with a scumbag in his body, so that a woman can give birth to a child?

Su Miao: "Why, you want to tie me down with a child?"

Song Hansheng wiped off the foam on her face: "It can be regarded as leaving a queen for your Su family."

This sounded nice, and Su Miao thought of the night when her finger was broken. Not only did she lose her finger, but she also didn't have a child. It was Song Hansheng's seed.

"I don't want you to worry about our Su family's affairs. My parents have passed away. In my generation, I should have no children and grandchildren. I have no descendants to leave."

"What if I force you to have my child?"

Song Hansheng didn't believe that Su Miao would be so indifferent after having a child. She couldn't let go of him, so wouldn't she love children?