Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 201 Compromise, prove his love (2)
Looking around the room, you can still smell a strong smell of alcohol.His eyes fell on the water basin on the ground, and there was a towel in it.Some sporadic and blurred pictures flashed through my mind, and disappeared before I could capture them in time.

The door was gently pushed open at this time, she turned her head when she heard the movement, and saw Mrs. Zhang carefully looking inside.

"Sister-in-law Zhang." She called, and sat up.

"Ningjiu, are you awake?" Mrs. Zhang asked happily.

This movement woke Jin Mingheng up. He frowned and looked at Song Ningjiu who was sitting up.

Mrs. Zhang seemed to have noticed that the two were under the same quilt at this time, and her appearance was inappropriate.Just as he was hesitating whether to exit, Jin Mingheng had already lifted the quilt, and then went straight to the bathroom.

Opening the door, and after just one glance, the eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character, then turned to Mrs. Zhang and said, "Clean up the inside." Then she left the bedroom, and never looked at Song Ningjiu again from the beginning to the end, the coldness released all over her body , indicating that he is still angry.

Song Ningjiu stared blankly at the door where his back disappeared, and didn't look back for a long time.

Mrs. Zhang came over and asked, "Did you just wake up? Are you thirsty? Would you like some hot water?"

"En." Song Ning responded for a long time, only to realize that her throat was hoarse and painful when she made a sound.

Seeing Mrs. Zhang, she hurried down and poured her a glass of water.

Song Ningjiu drank some water, and finally her throat felt better.While Mrs. Zhang was cleaning, she lifted the quilt, wrapped herself in a bathrobe and got out of bed.Perhaps because of too much sweat, I felt top-heavy as soon as I landed.

"Going to the bathroom?" Aunt Zhang saw this and immediately came over to support her and asked.

Song Ningjiu nodded.

Mrs. Zhang helped her to go to the bathroom, opened the door, but unexpectedly saw the stagnant water all over the place, and the whole bathroom was in a mess.The frown that Jin Mingheng saw just now flashed through his mind, no wonder he looked disgusted.

"You scared us all yesterday, thanks to Jin Shao. I hugged you to soak in hot water, and wiped your body with alcohol. I haven't had time to clean up yet, so be careful." Mrs. Zhang urged.

Song Ningjiu heard the words, glanced at the water surface of the bathtub with the clothes floating, frowned, and there seemed to be some images or chaotic voices floating in her mind. At that time, she seemed to have some feelings, but it was not very clear.

"Ningjiu?" Mrs. Zhang called her.

Song Ningjiu regained consciousness, gently pushed her hand away, and said, "I can do it myself."

After all, it was her going to the bathroom, something that no one else could replace, so Mrs. Zhang nodded, let her go, and went out.

Song Ningjiu was ill. Even though her fever subsided, she was still dizzy and uncomfortable.Jin Mingheng didn't come back after leaving the bedroom, probably washed in the guest bedroom.Soon, she heard the sound of an engine starting outside, and knew that he had gone out.

Mrs. Zhang came over with a bowl of porridge. Although she didn't feel much taste in her mouth, she managed to eat some, and then fell asleep in a daze.The illness came like a mountain. Although she only had a high fever and it subsided, she still felt sore and sore all over, so she passed the day like this.

In the evening, Jin Mingxing came back from get off work, stayed in the study after dinner, and did not return to the bedroom until late at night.

Song Ningjiu slept for a long time during the day, and didn't feel much sleepiness at night.But when he heard the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open, he still subconsciously closed his eyes.

Jin Mingheng stepped on the thick carpet and walked in. He was rarely wearing a striped dark shirt today, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and his sleeves were casually rolled up to his elbows, exposing a section of his arm.

The headlights in the bedroom were kept off, and only the lamp on the bedside table next to Song Ningjiu was turned on. The light was weak, but it was enough to clearly illuminate Song Ningjiu's outline.

Her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes curled up, leaving a row of fan-shaped shadows on her eyelids.The nose is upturned, the eyebrows are as thin as willows, and the lips are plump. In fact, the facial features have always been exquisite, and the paleness of the face when he just woke up in the morning looks much better.

He didn't speak, didn't move, just stood there looking at him.

Even though Song Ningjiu had her eyes closed, she could still feel his gaze on her face.The space was too silent, and the feeling seemed that even breathing became abrupt.Just when Song Ningjiu thought that he would die of suffocation due to pretending to sleep, he finally heard the sound of his walking away.

She gasped slightly, although she didn't open her eyes, she could still hear the sound of water splashing from the open bathroom.

Jin Mingheng simply took a shower, then put the quilt on the bed, turned his back to her, and was speechless all night.

He went to work during the day and came back to work at night. He was not really busy, but he was deliberately avoiding her.Although she didn't take any medicine for this disease, she gradually got better under Mrs. Zhang's careful care.

Mrs. Zhang was the one who went in and out of the house with them, so she naturally saw the reactions of the two of them.After dinner that day, Jin Mingheng went upstairs to work as usual.

Song Ningjiu felt bored after eating, so she went downstairs to lie down and watch TV.After watching for a while, I heard Jin Mingheng's voice returning to the bedroom.Maybe it's because I don't want to face it subconsciously, and the time drags on and gets later.

Mrs. Zhang had almost cleaned up the kitchen. She looked at the watch and turned off all the lights, leaving only the light in the living room. She walked over and said, "Ningjiu, it's getting late, go to bed."

Her illness is just recovering, so she shouldn't stay up late.

"Well, okay, Mrs. Zhang, you go to bed first, I'll go up right away." Song Ningjiu replied, without looking away from the TV screen, but the remote control in her hand kept changing channels, indicating that there was no program that attracted her.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhang sighed, stepped forward, and said, "Ning Jiu, maybe you didn't know that you passed out that day. So I didn't see Jin Shao being nervous about you, but I could see that he was really nervous. care about you."

After hearing the words for a long time, Song Ning paused when she switched channels, and looked suspiciously at Mrs. Zhang who suddenly said these words.

Mrs. Zhang also knew that she was just a servant, so it was not her turn to intervene.It's just that watching Song Ningjiu grow up from a young age, I really feel sorry for this child and don't want her to miss such a relationship.

She said: "Ningjiu, Mrs. Zhang advises you, these two people touch each other, don't always fight." Other things, it's hard for her to say much to an outsider.

Song Ningjiu laughed, and she said, "Sister-in-law Zhang, did you misunderstand, how could he be nervous about others?"

It's not that she doesn't believe Mrs. Zhang, it's Jin Mingheng who she doesn't believe.Ever since the two met, they thought that apart from being domineering and coercive, he had a sense of superiority in front of others, and was even domineering to the point of doing whatever he wanted, but she really didn't see that he cared about anyone.

Coincidentally, as soon as these words were said, footsteps came from the stairwell.She raised her eyes and saw Jin Mingheng standing there at some point.He probably heard her words, so he simply walked down.

"Young Master Jin." Mrs. Zhang was still a little nervous when she saw him appear.

(End of this chapter)