Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 16

Being picked up suddenly by Wei Xuan, Song Zhiwei grabbed his arm reflexively. At this time, she was still immersed in the aftertaste of fear, and she didn't realize the embarrassment, and she didn't realize that she was leaning on him like a wounded deer. in his arms.

Wei Xuan didn't feel embarrassed either, at this moment she was just a weak woman who needed to be protected, and he subconsciously wanted to protect her.

When entering the elevator, Song Zhiwei called Wei Xuan to stop, and said anxiously: "The door is broken, what if someone goes in to steal things again?"

In fact, the neighbors around were all woken up, but they were too frightened to come out. If someone sees that the door of Song Zhiwei's house is open later, it is hard to guarantee that they will not take advantage of it temporarily.

At this time, Song Zhiwei was still thinking about her meager property. In order to reassure her, Wei Xuan said: "If something falls, I will blame it."

Unexpectedly, Song Zhiwei, who was usually relentless about taking his money, quit at this time. She pushed him dissatisfied, and refused: "It's none of your business, why should it be blamed on you? I love money, but He is also a reasonable person. I have no reason to ask you to bear my loss."

Wei Xuan didn't want to argue with her, when the elevator arrived, he straddled his long legs and walked in with her in his arms.

Song Zhiwei struggled: "Hey, my door is not closed yet!"

But her protest was ineffective, and Wei Xuan took her downstairs.

The cold wind was blowing on her body, Song Zhiwei sneezed, and subconsciously folded her arms around her chest. At this moment, she suddenly discovered a very important fact - the pajamas she was wearing had no underwear inside!

Waking up in an instant, she kicked her feet wildly, trying to jump out of Wei Xuan's arms: "Put me down."

Wei Xuan stopped in his tracks, not understanding what she was up to.

As soon as Song Zhiwei touched the ground, she rushed back without looking back.

Wei Xuan has long legs, he catches up to her in two steps, grabs her, and frowns slightly: "What are you doing?"

Song Zhiwei blushed and said with evasive eyes, "I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital, I can take care of these minor injuries myself."

Wei Xuan obviously didn't agree with her words, staring at the small bump on her forehead, reminded: "You hit your head, and there is also a wound on your neck."

Song Zhiwei pretended to be calm, "I don't have a headache. I have a medicine kit at home, so I can take care of my flesh wounds by myself."

Wei Xuan was still worried, but Song Zhiwei became a little impatient. She shook off Wei Xuan's hand and ran all the way to the elevator.

Wei Xuan was also stubborn. He thought that since he saved her, he would be responsible to the end, so he caught up with her again, blocked the elevator, and said seriously: "If you are worried about medical expenses, I will pay for it."

Song Zhiwei stared at him, not understanding whether she went to the hospital or not was none of his business, but judging by his posture, it would be all right if she didn't go.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and told the truth: "I can't go to the hospital in my pajamas."

"Why?" Hearing her reason, Wei Xuan had some doubts that her brain might really be broken.

This stupid man!Song Zhiwei burst out an explanation word by word: "Because I'm not wearing underwear!"

Subconsciously, Wei Xuan's gaze moved down——

However, in the next second, Song Zhiwei's "Shadowless Leg" kicked over, and she said angrily, "What are you looking at!"

Wei Xuan's actions reminded her of the scene of being molested by a thief, and her eyes turned red again in a fit of anger.

Originally, Wei Xuan could easily dodge Song Zhiwei's kick, but when he saw her crying again, he somehow didn't dodge and took her kick abruptly.

"Ouch!" However, it wasn't him who shouted, but Song Zhiwei.

The muscles of Wei Xuan's body trained in actual combat are very hard. Song Zhiwei's hard kick was like kicking on an iron plate, and she sat on the ground with one buttocks.

Butt pain, foot pain, head pain, neck pain, and face pain, Song Zhiwei was angry and wronged, couldn't help covering her face and crying again.

Wei Xuan had black lines on his face, she was the one who kicked him, why did it look like he bullied her?

"Song Zhiwei." Wei Xuan called her name.

Song Zhiwei ignored him and was still immersed in her own sad world.

Wei Xuan was speechless and helpless, he could only stand quietly and cry while watching her.

After crying for a while, Song Zhiwei calmed down. She wiped away her tears and stood up, walking into the elevator.

Wei Xuan followed her back home in silence, Song Zhiwei didn't talk to him, went back to the room and changed clothes, then came out, looked at Wei Xuan, his eyes were red from crying, "Go to the hospital."

After arriving at the hospital, the wound was treated, and some medicine was prescribed. Song Zhiwei insisted not to stay in the hospital for observation, and walked out of the hospital.

"Thank you tonight." Song Zhiwei finally calmed down. She looked at Wei Xuan and thanked her sincerely, "I won't waste your time, I can go home by myself."

Wei Xuan frowned, "Your door is broken, what if there is another thief?"

Song Zhiwei replied: "I'll go back and pack a few clothes and go to the hospital to sleep. I'll find someone to repair the door tomorrow."

Wei Xuan had a strong sense of responsibility and insisted, "I'll take you back."

Song Zhiwei thought about it and agreed.

When I got home, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and it would be dawn in three hours.

Wei Xuan glanced at Song Zhiwei who was full of tiredness, and said, "Go to sleep, I will watch in the living room."

To be honest, Song Zhiwei didn't want to go to the hospital to sleep, because she couldn't sleep well there at all, and she didn't want others to see her bruised nose and swollen face.

After hesitating for a while, Song Zhiwei took out a pillow and a thin blanket from the bedroom, put them on the sofa, and said to Wei Xuan: "Then you sleep on the sofa."

Although the sofa is a bit short, she can only feel wronged. If no one is guarding her tonight, she will never dare to sleep at home.

Wei Xuan nodded, and Song Zhiwei went back to her room.

After tossing all night, Wei Xuan was also sleepy, he sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

After about twenty minutes, the door opened, and Song Zhiwei walked out lightly.

Wei Xuan slowly opened his eyes, looking at Song Zhiwei in the dark.

Song Zhiwei explained with an unnatural expression: "I can't sleep in it."

After all, I have only experienced such a terrible thing, and it is human nature to have psychological shadows.

Wei Xuan stood up, "You sleep on the sofa."

"What about you?" Song Zhiwei asked.

"I sleep on the floor." The living room is covered with a wooden floor, which is almost the same as a bed for Wei Xuan who can sleep on stones.

Song Zhiwei bit her lip, turned around and went back to her room to take out a mat and spread it on the floor, "Then you can sleep on the mat."

Wei Xuan didn't say much, lay down and fell asleep.

Song Zhiwei glanced at him, then climbed onto the sofa and closed her eyes.

I don't know if it was because someone was around, but her heart stopped beating, and she felt tired, and she fell asleep very quickly.

(End of this chapter)