Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 383 Deep Sea Pearl (17)

It was already night when Song Ci woke up, slowly raised his eyelashes, and Wei Silu was sitting next to him.

With his broad back leaning against the edge of the bed, he was sitting on the bed looking at the notebook in his hand.

Tired from watching the screen too much, he reached for the gold-rimmed glasses on the table and put them on.

"Wake up," he said.

Obviously not looking at her, but there is a feeling of being looked at.

The impression in my mind was stumbling.

Song Ci didn't dare to think about it.

Wei Silu's gaze suddenly turned to her, "Are you alright?"

The man's shirt button was not buttoned, and he looked away to see the red scratches on the muscles on his chest.

There was even a wound on the neck.

Neat tooth marks.

The blood oozing from the slightly torn skin had already solidified.

He was wearing glasses, the emotion in his eyes was not as strong as usual, looking gentle and depraved.

Song Ci swallowed subconsciously.

Look away.

It was obvious that the wounds on his body were made by himself, and he felt a little guilty, and whispered next to him: "I'm sorry."

His gentle voice from yesterday was vaguely still in his mind.

Her throat was a little itchy, and she burrowed into the bed, which made her gasp in pain.

Wei Silu pulled back the quilt to reveal her dull red face.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Seeing the concern in the man's eyes, the shame just now disappeared instantly, and he gritted his teeth and scolded him in his heart.

I didn't see her speak.

Wei Silu closed the notebook and put it on the table next to him, took the ointment from the drawer, and said softly, "Does it hurt? Let me check it for you."

"No, you go away!"

Wei Silu indulged her petty fights very much, "Be obedient."

The cold ointment melted on the temperature of his fingertips.

Song Ci always had a cold face.

"Little fish." He called her.

"I'm hungry." After Song Ci finished speaking, she pulled the quilt and turned her back to him.

Wei Silu smiled half-smile, "Aren't you full?"

A pillow fell over.

"It's my fault." He suddenly apologized, "I'll cook for you."

Song Ci said "hmm", and when she heard the door closing, she suddenly thought of the task, she raised her head and sat up from the bed.

Looking at his notebook, the opened interface is full of bibliographic content of biological research.

Song Ci couldn't read it, so he cut the page to see Wei Silu's information.

His notebook is too clean, except for the research content and some archives, there is nothing, even the message records, and the emails are just some invitations to Mr. What's academic research forum.

He closed the book and lay down on the bed again.

Wei Silu personally fed the sliced ​​fish fillets to her mouth, "This time I changed it to a different kind, adding sea salt, you should like it."

The bluefin tuna is airlifted here as soon as it is caught from the Atlantic Ocean, ensuring the freshness of the meat.

Song Ci picked it up and took a sip, it was indeed much better than the dullness some time ago.

but.

She suddenly realized a very important thing.

Song Ci looked up at him immediately.

she says.

"You already knew what I am?" Song Ci was extremely sure now.

He hasn't given himself cooked food since his last illness.

She didn't think much of it at the time, but now it seems that he already knew about it, and she was still pretending in front of him.

Song Ci rubbed his head achingly.

She got off the bed and wanted to change, but Wei Silu was watching and wanted to kick him, but it hurt and he didn't move.

"Want me to help you?"

"No." She was not annoyed.

Her walking posture was not right, and she was in pain. Wei Silu came over and held her in his arms.

"Where?"

As soon as he hugged him, he lost all thought of going out to breathe.

I saw that the marks on the man's neck were quite deep, the skin was broken, and the blood oozing out had already solidified. I bit it hard yesterday.

His body was supported by him, he let go of his hands, Song Ci subconsciously hooked his neck to prevent him from falling, and wrapped his legs around his waist.

"If you want me to fall, I will bite you again!"

Song Ci's tone was fierce, and those amber eyes were full of light and shadow, mottled, like a soft kitten.

"fierce."

Wei Silu laughed lowly.

Song Ci's palm landed on the scratch on his chest, and raised fingers to caress the bite on his neck.

After all, he was reluctant, but his tone softened, and his chin rested on his shoulder: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Did you apply the medicine?" she asked.

"No."

Wei Silu carried her out.

There is a transparent glass fish tank on the small table outside, in which there is a group of mushroom-like fish tanks, the outer umbrella has a smooth surface, the middle layer is thick, and it has a crystal clear feeling. Jellyfish With Tentacles.

Maybe it was hearing footsteps, maybe it was sensing some special power.

The group of wandering little jellyfish suddenly approached them quietly, floating slowly in the water, and the transparent tentacles refracted colorful light under the light.

Wei Silu put her down, "This is an artificially bred Chiyue jellyfish."

Song Ci sat beside her and stretched out her finger to poke the glass, and the little jellyfish clung to the glass as if wanting to get close to her.

Seeing it was beautiful, Song Ci poked his finger into the water and stirred it.

A jellyfish slowly approached her finger.

Its soft tentacles seemed to tug at her fingers.

The corners of Song Ci's lips curled up, and he looked at Wei Silu, "It's so cute, it likes me."

Those beautiful amber eyes were crystal clear.

She is the elf of the sea, the darling of the sea.

Born and blessed by the sea.

She doesn't seem to realize how precious and amazing she is.

Wei Silu's eyes slowly turned to her, calmed down, and the words he said made people feel chilled: "This is for you to eat."

Song Ci glanced at her brows, and instantly withdrew her hand.

"Wei Silu." He was dissatisfied with throwing cold water on him.

This was the first time she called him by his name directly, and the voice blessed by the gods had a melodious melody like the sea.

"Pearl." He whispered, with a smile in his voice.

"I'm Song Ci."

Wei Silu said "Hmm", the emotion in his eyes was hard to see through, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became a little obvious.

"Little fish."

"What." Song Ci looked up at him, wanting to get the potion on the other side.

"Kiss?"

Wei Silu approached her, breathing on her ear deliberately to disturb her mood.

Song Ci looked at him with gradually distant and thick eyes, approached him, wrapped his arms around his neck, turned his head sideways, and put his lips close together.

Blowing on his lips, the breath tickled it.

Then let go of his hand and left him for a moment.

"dream."

Seeing the man's absent-minded look, he laughed jokingly.

Reached out to take the medicine, dipped it in a cotton swab and applied it on his wound, exerting a little force, "Does it hurt?"

Wei Silu noticed her joke and nodded cooperatively: "It hurts."

"It's okay if it hurts, sober up." Song Ci finished smearing on him, threw the things aside, and went back to the room by herself, leaving him the sofa.

"Be proud of being favored."

Looking at the closed door, Wei Silu shook his head helplessly.

The little pink fish on the windowsill was crying in the bathtub, "Mister doesn't love me anymore."

"He has someone else."

Xiao Lanyou was cheerful, "Xiaofan, don't be sad."

The little pink fish sluggishly stuck to the inner wall of the glass and fell into the corner, "Who was that woman just now, I want it, I want it, woo woo woo..."

"Don't cry." Little Blue Fish couldn't figure it out. "What happened?"

"She's so beautiful and I think she's a good match for Mr."

The little blue fish wagged its tail and thought.

The little female fish is really strange, I really don't understand her mind.

……

Song Ci still came to open the door in the middle of the night, and when he opened it, he saw Wei Silu sitting on the sofa reading a book.

The orange light fell on him, and his demeanor was not cold but gentle.

He's not the same as he was some time ago.

She leaned over, knelt down and faced him from within his arms, preventing him from reading the contents of the book.

Wei Silu reached out and pinched her chin: "Troubleshooting."

"Aren't you sleepy?"

"Miss me?" He smiled half-smile and answered the wrong question.

Song Ci really wanted to scold him for being an asshole.

Originally, she thought Wei Silu was a gentle and indifferent gentleman.

In fact, it is a boring and hungry wolfhound.

I have seen through him a long time ago, but I am still confused by his appearance.

"Gentle scum."

Wei Silu listened to her scolding.

He bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "I admit my mistake." He said but stayed at the hem of her clothes, stroking the soft, slender but powerful waist in the palm of his hand.

fire everywhere
In the early morning, there was no man around, and he went to work again.

Song Ci got up from the bed, her clothes were torn, and she was wearing Wei Silu's shirt, hanging loosely on her shoulders.

She went outside to pour water, and just took a sip when she heard a knock on the door.

Open the door, it's Wilke.

Wilke came in with the box and put it in the opposite corner.

Turning around, he saw Song Ci leaning beside him holding a glass of water and sipping.

Wilke looked at her appearance, and saw the unspeakable look in her eyes, Song Ci jumped subconsciously, and the cup in his hand did not move.

"what happened?"

(End of this chapter)