After fleeing famine, I rely on space to raise cubs

Chapter 64 You Are Thinking About Me

Song Zhi hugged Su Qing just like that, his whole body was scorching hot, Su Qing tried to struggle to get up several times, but was pushed back by Song Zhi's strong arms.

Her chest was hot, and Su Qing's cheeks were also flushed. Her arms were drooping and she was hanging on the side of the bed, her voice was a little soft, "Let go of me, we don't have any money, I'll get you a basin of water to scrub, if No, I have to borrow money from everyone, don’t worry, if you have money in the future, it will be doubled.”

Song Zhi smiled weakly, "In the past, if you took such good care of them, they would definitely give you money, but on the way to flee from famine, none of us are rich, and even if there is a little on our body, it is still a coffin. Why bother to speak, I can Carry it over."

After a pause, Song Zhi looked sideways at Su Qing, his eyes full of apology, "I'm sorry."

Su Qing got up, Song Zhigang was about to raise his hand, Su Qing took the initiative to grab his hand and said, "Why do you want to apologize?"

Song Zhi grabbed Su Qing's hand with his backhand, and squeezed hard: "I once swore to protect you for the rest of my life. As long as you are willing, I will definitely support you unconditionally, but with your parents, I violated my oath. I always thought that I should treat them well, because they gave birth to you, but I didn't expect that it would bring you such a big trouble, that you used yourself as a bait to ask everyone to help you and escape from your parents' control together. I thought about it for a long time on the road, I was wrong, I should not unilaterally judge which is best for you, this is my irresponsible performance."

After Song Zhi said so much in one breath, he began to gasp for breath after speaking.

Su Qing was in a hurry, she got up from the bed, "No, you are too sick, I'm going to call a doctor for you."

Song Zhi insisted on pulling Su Qing's hand and did not let go. His palm was so big that it just wrapped Su Qing's little hand inside. Even if Su Qing pulled it out, he would not let go, "If I supported you from the beginning, I sold the cotton padded clothes on my own initiative, and I touched myself in such a cold day, but made things difficult for you, please forgive me, okay?"

Su Qing frowned, and said eagerly: "I forgive, of course I forgive, you did this because of your kindness, but kindness will do bad things, I believe you are very clear about this, as long as you trust me in the future, then I will let the past go , Alright, I'll go find the village chief."

Song Zhi heard Su Qing say that the past was never to be blamed, and he pulled Su Qing onto him again with all his strength. Song Zhi's frowning face was swept away, leaving only a smile on his face, with an indescribable smugness on his red cheeks. Qing couldn't see it, "Don't worry, I will not be stubborn in the future, and I will definitely discuss it with you. I am really happy that you are not angry with me."

His arms increased strength, so that Su Qing couldn't breathe.

But seeing that Song Zhi was rarely happy, Su Qing endured it.

After finally comforting him and getting up, he saw that Song Zhi's expression was brisk, and even his eyes were not so stiff, staring at Su Qing.

Su Qing felt a little uncomfortable, she covered Song Zhi with the quilt, "Lie down obediently, I'll get you a basin of water."

Song Zhi didn't refuse, his gaze followed Su Qing's body.

Wherever Su Qing went, he looked.

Song Zhike had never stared at Su Qing so blatantly before.

Running away from famine all the way made Song Zhi's face thickened by fleeing famine.

It made Su Qing a little uncomfortable.

Everywhere they went, they stared at her. When fetching water, Su Qing stepped forward obstinately to block the scorching gaze.

The washbasin was nothing more than a poor china basin, heavy and rough, with a few hollow holes.

Su Qing was helpless, she was too poor, she touched the washbasin, thinking sadly, other time traveler, either the daughter of a thousand gold, or the concubine of the palace, no matter how good life is, at least there is still some money.

She can't find a copper coin on her body now, if she didn't carry the space with her, she might starve to death on the road.

If she really died of starvation, she would be the worst traveler. She had only been here for a few days and was starved to death.

Speaking out is afraid of making people laugh out loud.

Su Qing washed a clean torn handkerchief, put it on her hand and wiped Song Zhi's forehead and cheeks little by little.

She wiped it more carefully. Seeing the man in front of her so closely, Su Qing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Hands moved across his face, Song Zhi's eyes fixed on her.

Su Qing wiped it, got up and said, "Can you stop staring at me? I'm working for you."

Su Qing, who was red-faced, held the handkerchief tightly, and was really pissed off by Song Zhi.

Song Zhi raised the corners of his lips. He was too thin, and his cheekbones protruded sharply. Even so, his facial features were impeccable.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and most importantly, his red lips are slightly white, but instead reveal a reddish white and enchanting.

The neck is delicate, rubbing it down the neck, Su Qing hesitated again and again, but still unbuttoned the two buttons on Song Zhi's chest.

The inner garment was just a shirt, tied with a strap, and when it was moved slightly, the strap fell off, exposing most of the chest.

The fair skin imprinted in Su Qing's eyes. Although this man's chest was thin, the chest muscles of a martial arts practitioner felt extraordinarily strong to the touch.

Su Qing rubbed his chest bit by bit, not even letting go of the flushed two.

It's just that she just brushed past it in vain, and when she was about to move down, Song Zhi suddenly pressed Su Qing's hand, and Su Qing raised her head, "What's wrong?"

Song Zhi's face was red, and there was a trace of lust in his eyes.

But soon, he put on his clothes and said hoarsely to Su Qing: "No need to wipe, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Su Qing was surprised, "I'll scrub your stomach and legs to cool down."

Song Zhi insisted on refusing, he even wrapped the quilt next to him around his body, and said sideways: "I'll rest for a night, and I'll be fine tomorrow."

Su Qing looked at the man with his back turned to him, a little confused, "I didn't wipe it well? Impossible, I'm very light. Although I haven't wiped it by others, it won't hurt you."

Su Qing was really serious about wiping, but she had never served others before, and Song Zhi was the first one.

Song Zhi smiled bitterly, turned around and looked at Su Qing, "You wiped it so well that I don't even know what to say, Qing'er, you are torturing me."

Su Qing tilted her head and didn't quite understand.

You can't blame her either. She was an orphan in her previous life. She ate, slept, and went to school alone when she was a child. When she grew up, she entered a martial arts gym. Very tolerant, do not explain these to her.

After coming here, apart from seeing the scars on Xueer's body and letting her know a little bit about personnel, that was just the most basic kind, so I didn't understand what Song Zhi meant by torture.

(End of this chapter)