Rebirth Space: Eighty Girls

Chapter 293 Ugly and Scary
After Song Zimo heard Su Qingqing's question, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his thin lips spat lightly: "Because, I like you!"

Song Zimo's smile is really pretty, Su Qingqing lost her mind for a moment, but after hearing what he said, she immediately stood up from the chair, the feeling of cardiac arrest was really too exciting, She couldn't take it anymore, she was too close to Song Zimo now, she had to stay away from Song Zimo!
Su Qingqing pinched the corners of her clothes with her hands and kneaded them back and forth, her voice was a little loud, trying to refute Song Zimo while convincing herself, "Don't be kidding! If you really like me, why didn't you say so before?" Show it? You just said it when you were about to leave here?"

Song Zimo smiled, and said rather self-deprecatingly: "Before I didn't dare to think that way, it was because of my face! Now...that woman has a lot of resources for senior doctors, and my face may be able to get a new face, at least not It will be as terrifying as it is now!"

This is also one of the reasons why he dared to express his heart to Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing felt a sudden pain in her heart. She finally dared to look at Song Zimo's hot eyes. Her gaze stayed on Song Zimo's burned side face. There was no disgust, nausea, or fear in her eyes. It seemed that she was looking at a normal person. face.

Su Qingqing stepped forward suddenly, and under Song Zimo's surprised expression, she used her hands to brush away Song Zimo's long hair that was covering the burns, revealing the scarred side of his face that hadn't seen the sun all year round.

The fire ruthlessly left criss-crossing scars on his face, one by one, the dark red scars protruding from the side of Song Zimo's face, so when Su Qingqing tentatively touched it, it felt like It's like touching a bumpy sarcoma.

Song Zimo's half-burned side face was the first time he had been touched by someone other than doctors and nurses in recent years. It was impossible to say that he was not nervous, resisted, or hated, but when that person was Su Qingqing At that time, he thought that no matter how much he disliked this kind of behavior, he would endure it.

"It's ugly, it's scary," Song Zimo said mockingly.

Su Qingqing looked straight into Song Zimo's eyes, then pursed her lips and smiled, "If I say it's not ugly or scary, you will definitely think that I deceive you deliberately, so I want to tell you that it is really ugly and very ugly. horrible!"

A gleam of understanding flashed in Song Zimo's eyes, because of this disfigured side face, how many cold eyes and ridicule he has received in the past three years!

It's just that the girl he liked said so, his already hardened heart still stabbed fiercely.

Song Zimo dodged Su Qingqing's sight, tilted his head slightly, and wanted Su Qingqing's hand to leave his half-burned face, but unexpectedly, Su Qingqing not only did not leave, but stuck it even tighter. The hand was also attached to the other half of his intact face.

Su Qingqing followed Song Zimo's eyes, looked straight into Song Zimo's eyes, and then said before she finished speaking: "But! The moment I looked at your profile, I felt more distressed, so How strong did you have to be at the time of the multiple burns to endure this severe pain!"

Just imagining it made her feel so painful that she would die. Su Qingqing looked at Song Zimo seriously, "Song Zimo, you are the most brave and strong man I have ever seen in my life, except for my father!"

Song Zimo didn't know what he should say at this moment. Compared with the unreasonable hot and uncomfortable body when he was in close contact with Su Qingqing before, at this moment he seemed to be soaked in a hot spring from the inside out, and his whole body was very comfortable. Also set off fireworks like to join in the fun.

Large and colorful fireworks bloomed in his mind. Su Qingqing's hands holding his cheeks made him feel that the skin on his cheeks was infinitely magnified, and every inch of skin was softly caressed. That feeling was Indescribably comfortable.

A pair of big misty eyes stared straight at him, never avoiding his gaze anymore, this was the first time that Su Qingqing took the initiative to draw the distance so close to him, he could even feel Su Qingqing's delicate nose Breathing out the heat, this feeling has never been so good!

When Song Zimo enjoyed this atmosphere very much and was even obsessed with it, Su Qingqing said again: "So! Your face will not be the reason for others not to like you! You are smart, have a good figure, and are so kind! With those Arrogant and arrogant scumbags are not at the same level at all, and there is no need for inferiority at all!"

After doing so much foreplay, she finally got the point out of this sentence!Su Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zimo finally understood what Su Qingqing meant when he said these words to him. He was moved and funny, and asked Su Qingqing: "Since my face will not be the reason for others not to like me, I still have such I haven't found the advantages by myself, so do you like me?"

Su Qingqing was speechless and stunned.

Is she shooting herself in the foot with a rock?
"This... ahem, this question violates my right to privacy! I choose not to answer!" Su Qingqing looked away, her ears burning.

In order to know whether Su Qingqing really liked him, Song Zimo's eyes widened, his expression changed, and he said rather decadently: "I know, you don't like me. I will never deceive myself again in the future!"

Su Qingqing panicked, how could she answer this! !

Song Zimo acted very realistically. He took off Su Qingqing's hands that were sticking to his cheeks, and then walked towards the door with his head down and a lonely face. Idea determination.

Su Qingqing watched Song Zimo approaching the door step by step. When Song Zimo pushed the wooden door open, one foot had already stepped out, and the other foot just lifted up. She finally found that she couldn't hold her breath anymore.

Su Qingqing shouted in a panic: "Song Zimo!!"

At the moment when her voice sounded, Song Zimo, who had been holding his breath, finally let out a long breath with his back turned to Su Qingqing.

He stopped stepping out, turned around and still had that lonely expression on his face, with a hint of hope in his tone, but more of a deep disappointment, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ahem! Well, what is it about me?"

Su Qingqing rubbed her hair irritably, and said to Song Zimo, "Don't rush out, come in and talk!"

The corners of Song Zimo's mouth hidden under his long hair slightly raised, Su Qingqing really had feelings for him too!

He took back the foot he stepped out, closed the wooden door again, looked at Su Qingqing with hope in his eyes, and said: "What's the matter, tell me!"

(End of this chapter)