Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

However, just as he was about to succeed, a fist came like lightning and hit him hard in the cheek.

There was a loud bang, and the man fell to the ground like a bowling ball that had lost its balance.

At the same time, the half-finished bottle of wine that he had been holding tightly in his hand also broke when it hit the wall.

The broken pieces of the wine bottle flew everywhere, scattering all over the ground, and the remaining wine in it splashed Song Shiye's shoes and trouser legs.

Song Shiye stood quietly in front of the man, looking down at this man who was like a pool of mud, with a bloodthirsty smile flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, the originally dim corridor lights suddenly lit up, as if awakened by the sound of the wine bottle breaking just now.

The sudden light made the entire scene clearly visible, and the man's miserable appearance was clearly visible.

At this moment, the door of the resident's house next door was suddenly opened.

A woman poked her head out from inside. She was rubbed her eyes and yawned, and she seemed to be still asleep. When she saw the situation clearly, her face instantly became gloomy.

She lowered her head and her eyes fell on the drunk man on the ground, with a flash of disgust and anger in her eyes.

Then, she stood up from the room, pointed at the man on the ground, and cursed: "You bastard! All you do all day is drink and get drunk! Do you want to drink yourself to death?" Her voice was sharp and piercing, full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Su Ruonan lowered her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her quietly, wondering in her heart about the relationship between the woman and the man.

"Let's go," Song Shiye said while hugging Su Ruonan.

The two of them carefully stepped over the broken glass and went upstairs.

The woman behind him became more and more angry as she cursed, and kicked the man on the ground twice. Then the quarrel and cursing between the woman and the man echoed throughout the corridor.

The corridor lights in the building opposite also lit up one after another. Suddenly, an angry shout came from somewhere in the community: "Be quiet, do you want to sleep?"

But the quarrel between the man and the woman became louder and louder. When Su Ruonan opened the door and entered the room, she could still clearly hear the woman's shrill cries.

Su Ruonan turned on the lights in the room, and soft light instantly filled the entire space.

Su Ruonan bent down to take out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, and only then did she see Song Shiye's trouser legs of different shades of color, and with an unpleasant smell of alcohol.

Su Ruonan quickly stood up, handed the slippers to Song Shiye, took Song Shiye's hand, and carefully checked whether Song Shiye was injured.

The obvious redness on the joints of the back of her hand made Su Ruonan feel a pain in her heart. She frowned slightly, and a trace of heartache and worry flashed in her eyes.

Su Ruonan said in a sullen tone: "You're using so much force, aren't you afraid of hurting your hands?"

Although she knew that Song Shiye was trying to protect her, Su Ruonan still felt sad when she saw the red marks on his hands.

Her cherry lips were tightly pursed, and her small hands gently rubbed the red marks on Song Shiye's joints.

Song Shiye felt a warmth in his chest as he watched Su Ruonan carefully rubbing the back of his hand.

Every movement she made was so gentle, for fear of hurting him.

He could feel her worry and heartache, which made him feel warm in his heart.

Song Shiye smiled gently, trying to reassure her: "Wife, I don't feel any pain at all, really."

However, Su Ruonan did not relax because of his words and remained focused on the work in her hands.

She looked up and glanced at Song Shiye indifferently, but her hands did not stop moving.

She knew that he just didn't want to make her worry, but she hoped that he could truly realize the importance of protecting himself. Even if he got hurt while protecting herself, Su Ruonan still hoped that Song Shiye could take care of herself more.

Song Shiye saw Su Ruonan's thoughts. He held her hand tightly and said seriously, "Wife, I will pay attention to protecting myself in the future. I promise."

Hearing his solemn promise, Su Ruonan finally raised her head and her expression softened a little.

She stared at Song Shiye and said seriously, "Then you must do what you say. Whoever can't is a puppy." This sentence was playful, but also revealed her expectations and trust in him.

Song Shiye chuckled at her words and nodded vigorously.

After getting Song Shiye's assurance, Su Ruonan's depressed feeling disappeared.

Although Song Shiye never said that he had mysophobia, Su Ruonan could see it when they were together.

Thinking of Song Shiye's dirty pants and the unpleasant smell, Su Ruonan said to Song Shiye: "Shiye, your clothes are dirty, go take a shower."

Su Ruonan walked to the closet, took out the bathrobe that had been washed and placed in the closet, and handed it to Song Shiye: "Take off your clothes and give them to me later. I'll wash them and dry them for you."

Su Ruonan's bathrobe was very big, and although Song Shiye was very tall, he could still barely fit into it.

As she said that, Su Ruonan pushed Song Shiye into the bathroom.

After a while, the bathroom door opened a crack. Su Ruonan looked over and saw that most of Song Shiye's body was exposed.

The muscle lines are clear, and each muscle is tight and powerful, as if it is a work of art carefully carved by a sculptor.

His shoulders were broad and solid, giving people a sense of security. His chest was broad and solid, with full pectoral muscles that rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

The abdomen is flat and firm, with clear abdominal muscles. Each abdominal muscle is as clear as if carved by a knife, showing strong strength.

Even though she had seen it many times, Su Ruonan still couldn't help blushing and her eyes flickering.

My mind couldn't help but think of Song Shiye at certain times. Because of his emotions, the blue veins on his body became more obvious.

Su Ruonan lowered her eyes, quickened her pace to the bathroom door, took the clothes from Song Shiye's hand and turned around quickly.

Su Ruonan paused when she heard Song Shiye's chuckle behind her. She knew that Song Shiye did it on purpose and whispered in her heart: Vixen.

Su Ruonan took out Song Shiye's underwear and prepared to wash it separately, and put the others into the washing machine.

After doing all this, Su Ruonan was afraid that Song Shiye would be cold wearing only a bathrobe, so she turned on the heater in the room.

Soon, the whole room became warm, even a little hot.

Su Ruonan took off the scarf and coat around her neck, and then began to pack her luggage in an orderly manner.

Listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Su Ruonan felt a lot more at ease.

Unlike when she lived alone before, every time when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Su Ruonan would be so scared that her heart would tighten if there was any noise at the door.

Suddenly, there was a sound of sirens, which were getting closer and closer, as if coming from down the hallway.