Sweet and Soft Little Beauty Shura Field Coquettish Manual

Shi Song moved in Jiang Feng's arms uncomfortably, as if trying to break free from his shackles.

But Jiang Feng's hand clasped Shi Song's shoulder even tighter.

He looked directly at Shi Song sideways, and said in a serious voice, "Who is he? What does he have to do with you?"

Although the two people have no direct contact, there is a strange sense of confrontation.

This time, Shi Song finally said what was stuck in his throat.

"elder brother."

Redundancy sounds soft.

After finishing speaking, the peach blossom-like blush on Shi Song's face seemed to be a little more obvious, even his upturned nose was a little red.

Jiang Feng's hand on Shi Song's shoulder tightened slightly, but then let go.

"Is he your brother?"

I don't know if it was Shi Song's illusion, but the dangerous aura around Wei Huaichen seemed to fade a bit.

He raised his chin and replied lightly: "Yes."

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, then let go of Shi Song.

"call."

Shi Song was inexplicably relieved.

He patted his face lightly with his cold hands, and walked behind Wei Huaichen in a few steps.

Seemingly emotional, Jiang Feng pursed his lips.

Just when he was frowning, Shi Song suddenly poked his head out from behind Wei Huaichen.

He waved at Jiang Feng, and said in a light voice, "Then I'll go back first, see you next time."

There was still a bit of alcoholic procrastination in his voice, as sweet as if he had secretly hidden honey in it.

Even the little dimples on the lips are dazzling.

Jiang Feng sighed softly in his heart.

He quickly put on his usual smile: "Okay, see you next time then."

Shi Song walked out with Wei Huaichen a little confusedly.

Unexpectedly, there was a man in his 30s standing outside the bathroom, as if he was waiting for Wei Huaichen.

The man has a gentle appearance and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and the clothes on his body are not wrinkled at all.

His eyes fell on Shi Song with great interest: "This is your brother?"

"Correct."

Wei Huaichen's body naturally leaned to the side, his movement seemed to be careless, but it directly blocked the man's probing sight.

"Tsk."

The man withdrew his gaze: "Since your younger brother has become like this, you should go back first."

"There should be no problem for the time being. Just go back and take the medicine on time. Let's talk about it next time."

……

Shi Song originally thought that Wei Huaichen came to this restaurant because he had something to do, but he didn't expect that he also came here to eat and even invited someone else.

This made him a little dissatisfied.

Since we are all eating, why not join him?

Alcohol infinitely magnified this emotion in Shi Song's heart, and he felt wrinkled, inexplicably aggrieved.

Shi Song didn't pay attention to the road, didn't pay attention when going down the stairs, accidentally tripped under his foot, and fell forward staggeringly.

"what!"

At the critical moment, it was Wei Huaichen who was next to him who reached out and supported him steadily.

"Be careful."

His voice was a little chilled by the autumn wind.

"Well."

Shi Song managed to stand firm, but felt a sharp pain coming from his ankle.

Oops.

Were here.

Shi Song thought in a daze.

Sensing that Wei Huaichen's arm seemed to want to let go, Shi Song quickly grabbed him: "Brother, help me a little."

There was a bit of dependence unconsciously in his voice.

After a few more seconds, Wei Huaichen next to him gave a faint "hmm".

Wei Huaichen's car was parked beside him.

Shi Song was helped into the cab.

The wind is a bit strong tonight, and when it blows, my head hurts even more.

So as soon as he got into the car, he leaned his head against the window next to him, frowning with some discomfort.

"Why are you so drunk?"

Probably Shi Song was too soft, Wei Huaichen said in a low voice.

"Well."

Shi Song turned his head to look blankly at Wei Huaichen.

His side sank, Wei Huaichen sat down in the cab.

He glanced at Shi Song and reminded, "Put on your seat belt."

Shi Song fumbled to pull out the seat belt.

It's just that at this moment, his vision was already doubled, and he checked the seat belt several times before putting it in.

Just like a stupid kitten.

After he buttoned it, Wei Huaichen turned his head: "Where is home? Take you home."

Shi Song rubbed his forehead, then reported a string of addresses, and added politely after speaking: "Thank you."

Shi Song's home is fairly close to here, and it takes more than half an hour to arrive.

Standing at the door, Shi Song groped for a long time before he found a bunch of keys.

The familiar atmosphere at home made Shi Song's body relax.

"Can I go wash up by myself?"

Wei Huaichen stood still at Shi Song's house.

After hesitating for a while, Shi Song nodded: "Well, I'll simply wash my face and brush my teeth first, sleep for a while and then take a shower when I wake up."

Seeing that Shi Song's train of thought was still normal, Wei Huaichen staggered his eyes: "I'll leave when you finish washing."

While speaking, he stood up and wanted to sit beside him.

Who knew that at this moment, Shi Song suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his clothes: "Brother."

Shi Song looked up at Wei Huaichen.

The two looked at each other for a long while, Shi Song finally couldn't hold back, and asked the question that had been pent up in his heart all the time: "You are not at the company tonight, why didn't you come out with me?"

The light was turned on in the room, but Shi Song's eyes were very bright. When looking at Wei Huaichen, it would give people a very focused feeling.

His pointed chin made him look a little pathetic.

Wei Huaichen's eyes flickered for a moment, but his tone was very calm.

"No reason."

I don't know if it was Shi Song's illusion, but he felt that Wei Huaichen's tone was a bit dull.

Normally, he must have accepted it when he saw it, but at this time Shi Song was already drunk and didn't know what it means to observe words and expressions.

He was only angry because Wei Huaichen didn't answer him.

Seeing that he didn't explain, Shi Song grabbed Wei Huaichen's sleeve even more forcefully to prevent him from leaving, and didn't let go even his fingers hurt a little from the cuff buttons: "Why?"

He repeated it stubbornly, as if a little wronged.

Wei Huaichen closed his eyes.

When he spoke again, what he said was finally serious.

"That person is a doctor. I need to find him."

This reason barely passed the test in Shi Song's mind.

His attention was successfully diverted, and his head tilted slightly: "Are you sick?"

"Ah."

Before Shi Song asked the next sentence, Wei Huaichen looked down at Shi Song and grabbed his hand: "Release, you should go wash up."

Shi Song's hand slowly slipped from Wei Huaichen's sleeve and landed on his side.

"Ok."

When Shi Song stood up, his ankle still hurt a little, he took a shallow breath: "Then I'll go wash up, are you waiting here?"

Wei Huaichen nodded.

He watched Shi Song enter the bathroom.

The door was closed.

Wei Huaichen lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the wrinkled sleeves that Shi Song had grabbed out of him. Just now, Shi Song's cuffs shone with a low-key and restrained light under the light.

This cufflink was previously custom-made. The black agate is surrounded by a circle of gold, and the intricate patterns are hollowed out on it, reflecting the price everywhere.

The emotion in his eyes fluctuated slightly.

The coldness just now dissipated, replaced by a deep and complicated emotion.

In the next second, Wei Huaichen gently stroked the cuff button with his cold fingers.

The metal seemed to still carry the residual warmth of Shi Song's fingers, and the warmth turned into strands, gently wrapping around Wei Huaichen's fingertips.

The corners of his lips pressed down slightly.

I went to the doctor after get off work today, but he hasn't taken his medicine yet.

Now the whole person's emotions are surging and restless, as if something is about to come out, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

There was the sound of splashing water from the bathroom, it should be Shi Song who started to catch the water.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Huaichen's hand on the cuff button exerted strength.

"Snapped."

There was the sound of something breaking in the air.

Wei Huaichen held the cuff tightly in his palm.

As if feeling something pleasant, Wei Huaichen's eyes finally showed some waves, he stared at his palm tightly, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

His low laughter echoed in the air.

It just quickly merged into the sound of splashing water and disappeared completely.

……

While washing up, Song Song didn't know why his scalp felt a little numb.

His instinct like a small animal made him a little uneasy.

It must be an illusion.

After washing and putting on his pajamas, Shi Song wanted to reach for the towel next to him.

But his ankle was already sore, and this position caused him to step on a puddle of water.

"what!"

Shi Song's mind went blank, and he exclaimed.

With a "click", he fell directly to the bathroom floor.

it hurts!

Shi Song sat on the ground for a long time before he recovered a bit.

But he was soft-handed and soft-footed, and he couldn't stand up.

Shi Song moved, and then took a deep breath.