Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

Chapter 21 Communication, Communication, Straight Ball Communication!
As Lu Zhaozhao spoke, she hugged her stomach and curled up on the sofa. In order to make the symptoms look more similar, she even slapped her own thighs.

Qian Hong was also taken aback by her sudden situation, and hurriedly called for a family doctor.

As for the food on the table, it was immediately sealed up and sent directly to the laboratory.

Seeing that the situation was developing in the direction she imagined, Lu Zhaozhao relaxed.

After the doctor drew her blood, checked her body briefly, and then gave her an injection.

Lu Zhaozhao was a little tired after running around for a day, but after the injection, she was a little confused.

"Aunt Qian, don't tell Mr. Song about this..." She held onto Qian Hong with her little hand, and said softly, "It's my problem."

Qian Hong's brows were almost frowned, because when Lu Zhaozhao was receiving treatment, there was news from the laboratory.

There was something wrong with the bird's nest that Lu Zhaozhao ate, and there was more than one kind of harmful medicine in it.

Qian Hong was already guilty of not carefully checking the things at the entrance, but now that Lu Zhaozhao still said that, she felt even more guilty.

She patted Lu Zhaozhao's little hand lightly, "Madam, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will take care of it."

"it is good."

Looking at Qian Hong's eyes that suddenly became resolute, Lu Zhaozhao knew that his goal had been achieved.

If she met Xiao Jinglan before and successfully prevented her from getting involved with her and Song Sinian, then this incident was enough to make Song Sinian vigilant about anything related to Xiao Jinglan.

That's enough.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhaozhao gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, Song Sinian was sitting by the bed, which surprised Lu Zhaozhao.

"You're back, Mr. Song?" Lu Zhaozhao rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at him blankly.

Song Sinian looked her small face back and forth, took out an exquisite box from his pocket and put it in front of her, "This is what you bought at auction today, the other painting is in the study, wait Get better, and pick a place to hang it up."

Lu Zhaozhao didn't expect the things to be in Song Sinian's hands. She pursed her lips and took the brocade box from his hand, but opened it embarrassedly.

Song Sinian's black eyes fell on her small face for a long time, seeing that she was not moving, he asked lightly, "Do you need me to open it for you?"

He remembered that Tian Xiangjun said that girls like considerate men, so let him pay more attention to what he can do for the other party, and ask the other party's opinion before doing it.

Lu Zhaozhao blinked his watery eyes, glanced at Song Sinian, and then at the brocade box in his hand, "Uh... no, no, I can open it myself."

As she spoke, she opened the brocade box. On the black satin cloth, a delicate ear bone clip was particularly conspicuous.

"Need me...uh, do you do something for me?" Song Sinian spoke slowly, but changed his sentence at a critical moment.

He originally wanted to ask Lu Zhaozhao if he needed his help to put it on.

But he didn't even know where to wear this kind of jewelry, so he had to change his mouth.

"..."

Lu Zhaozhao's gaze turned to Song Sinian, and he frowned slightly. The man in front of him was far from the Song Sinian in her impression.

Is it because she changed that Song Sinian is like this, or is it that he was like this in the last life, but did she just miss it?

Thinking of this, Lu Zhaozhao seemed to muster up a lot of courage, and stretched out his small hand to hold Song Sinian's big hand, "Mr. Song, I want to talk to you."

Her firm eyes made Song Sinian's heart sink for no reason.

Did she see his purpose?
Is he doing it too obviously?

If she wants to draw a line with him...

Song Sinian couldn't help clenching the big hand held by Lu Zhaozhao, but he still nodded, with the same expression as before, without any waves.

"My..." Seeing that Song Sinian agreed, Lu Zhaozhao became even more nervous, "I want to know why you don't want to sleep in the same bed as me? Is it because you are used to sleeping alone?"

"..."

As soon as she asked her question, Song Sinian was stunned.

His black eyes drooped slightly, and he suddenly remembered what Qian Hong said about Liao Yan arranging a guest room for Lu Zhaozhao.

It seems that there are many things that are not clear between them.

Song Sinian's eyes fell on her pair of white hands, and he gently held her wrist with his backhand, and said word by word: "I thought you didn't want to sleep on the same bed with me, so you insisted on sleeping on the sofa."

"I……"

Lu Zhaozhao recalled the first night when he came to Song's house, it seemed that she was the one who firmly said that she wanted to sleep on the sofa.

Song Sinian didn't seem to say that he wanted to drive her out from the beginning to the end.

She curled her lips a little embarrassedly, "Then... can I sleep in the same bed with you from now on?"

"En." Song Sinian didn't know what to say at this time.

He subconsciously twirled Lu Zhaozhao's fingertips, inexplicably feeling that what she said just now made him feel very happy.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at her beautiful water eyes, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Hmm..." Lu Zhaozhao frowned again when he heard this.

She actually had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but she felt that these questions were weird.

Communicate, Communicate, Straight Ball Communicate!
Lu Zhaozhao took a deep breath, and after a long time of psychological training for himself, he said again: "Why do you pinch my face every time and ask me if I am unhappy?"

As soon as she spoke, she looked at Song Sinian quietly.

Because even she herself felt that this question would make people speechless.

But she was just too curious.

Song Sinian's expression didn't change much, but he explained to her very patiently: "It's Zhao Xi and Qian Hong who said they should pay more attention to you, and pay attention to whether you are unhappy from time to time."

Lu Zhaozhao nodded seriously, "So that's the case."

No wonder Song Sinian would do these weird things.

But what Zhao Xi and Qian Hong want to express is completely different from what Song Sinian did, right?
When Lu Zhaozhao thought of this, he couldn't help laughing.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes lightly, and just as she was about to say something, someone grabbed her wrist.

In the next second, Song Sinian's lips pressed against her.

His soft lips were different from his unchanging expression, when they fell on her lips, there was always a bit of indescribable tenderness and affection.

Lu Zhaozhao would always fall into it inadvertently, completely led by him.

One of her small hands was held, and the other small hand, which had nowhere to rest, grabbed his skirt...

I don't know if it's because she knows that Song Sinian's attitude towards her is different from what she imagined, Lu Zhaozhao is much bolder than usual.

She bit his lower lip tentatively, lightly and hard, but she was unfamiliar but tried her best to respond to the man in front of her.

The gradually warming breath is wrapped in a sweet aroma, permeating the entire bedroom...

(End of this chapter)