Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

Zhong's old house

Zhong Yibai took a bath and came down from upstairs with his slippers.

Walking into the living room, he saw the old lady sitting on the sofa watching TV. He went over to her and asked her, "grandma, does anyone call me?"

The old lady is chasing the play. The hero of the play is her favorite male star.

And the TV plot is playing to the climax. The old lady's attention is on TV. She doesn't hear what Zhong Yibai is saying at all.

Seeing that she ignored, Zhong Yibai came to her and called again, "grandma."

The old lady still ignored.

Zhong Yibai looks at the TV screen along her line of sight. The picture just stops on the handsome face of the male star.

"Is he your favorite male star?"

"Well, that's him," the old lady heard this time. She asked Zhong Yibai with a beautiful face. "Do you accept this face and figure“

"What to wear," said Zhong Yi with a white face, "I'll ask you, how old are you this year?"

"What a long life." the old lady stared. "According to the new regulations of the World Health Organization, 20-45 years old is a young man, 45-65 is a middle-aged man, and I'm only 61 this year, a middle-aged man."

Zhong Yibai opened his mouth in surprise, "grandma, who did this shameless rule come from?"

"World Health Organization."

"What kind of organization is that? Why is it so unreliable."

The old lady stared, "it's not reliable. Are you reliable?"

In this family, as soon as the old lady was angry, she didn't dare to say anything again, up to the old man and down to erha.

So Zhong changed his face every second, grinned, showed his little white teeth and whispered to the old lady, "you're all right, all right. If you keep looking, I won't disturb you."

The old lady looked at him and saw that he was wearing pajamas. She asked, "have you taken a bath?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you sleep after washing?"

"Didn't I call Su Su before she didn't answer? I came down to ask if she called me back."

The old lady waved to her, "don't disturb her tonight."

Zhong Yibai asked, "why?"

"There's no reason. If you don't fight, you don't fight. There's so much. Why?"

Zhong Yibai, "... I finally know who inherited Zhong's bad temper?"

The old lady said, "I'll give you another thirty seconds and go upstairs to sleep."

Zhong Yibai raised his feet and left.

After climbing the stairs, he dared to look back and make faces at the old lady, "grandma, is your menopause coming?"

The old lady picked up her slippers and tried to pat him.

As soon as the clock saw it, he immediately rushed upstairs.

The old lady took back her slippers and continued to watch TV with a smile.

......

Zhongmu hospital

After dinner, Liu Xiaomei said to Su Mian, "sister Su, your legs are almost better now. I won't live in the ward tonight. If you have something to do, ring the bell and there will be nurses and doctors on duty."

Su Mian nodded. "It's been a hard time for you. Go back and have a good rest."

"OK, sister Su, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After Liu Xiaomei left, Su Mian took a book, sat on the sofa and read it quietly.

After a while, she looked up. It was nine o'clock.

So he put away his books, took another set of sick clothes and clean underwear from the wardrobe, and slowly entered the bathroom.

Before, there was a splint on the left leg, and the doctor was not allowed to take a bath.

It's not easy to remove the splint now. Su Mian wants to have a good wash.

She washed in the bathroom for half an hour before she came out.

With a towel in her hand, she walked slowly towards the sofa and wiped her hair with a towel.

At this time, the ward door was pushed open.

She stopped and looked back. Zhong Nanyu came in on crutches.

Su Mian quickly put down his towel and went to help him. "Why are you here?"

Zhong nanqin looked down at her as she walked. Seeing her hair wet, she asked her, "have you taken a bath?"

"Yes." Su Mian helped him to the sofa and sat down.

Zhong nanqin picked up the dry towel she put aside and pointed to the position beside her, "come here."

Su Mian looked at him and said, "why don't you come here in the middle of the night“

Zhong nangui raised her eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were deep and without waves. "Miss Su, I just want to wipe your hair."

As soon as Su Mian's cheeks warmed, he went to him and sat down.

He wiped her hair when she was in the villa.

When he wiped her hair, he would let her lie on his lap, and he would dry her slowly with a dry towel.

But now

Su Mian looked at his leg in plaster and asked anxiously, "can it work?"

Zhong Nanyu glanced at her, pointed his slender fingers at the position of her thigh and motioned her to lie down.

Seeing that he was determined to do so, Su Mian stopped saying anything and leaned over.

His thighs are strong and his leg muscles are as hard as iron.

Su Mian's face was close to it. She felt a piece of steel. She moved unconsciously, trying to find a more comfortable position.

As soon as he moved, he was pressed by Zhong Nan's quilt.

His low voice sounded over her head, "don't move."

"I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"What is it?"

Su Mian murmured, "your thigh is like a piece of steel. It hurts my face."

Zhong nanqin quietly made a sound while wiping her hair with a dry towel. "Don't you like too hard?"

"Of course not. It hurts."

"What should I do," Zhong Nange said solemnly, "I still have a harder place."

He brushed his hair gently and slowly.

Su Mian gradually relaxed and his brain gradually emptied.

So when Zhong nangui said there was a harder place on him, Su Mian didn't react at all.

She even asked silly, "what?"

Zhong Nanyu wiped her hair and then asked her, "do you really don't know or are you pretending?"

Su Mian blinked. She asked him, "what did you just say?"

Zhong Nanqi simply put down the towel in his hand, took her small hand and came to his place

The place touched by his hand was very hard. Although there was a layer of cloth, Su Mian still felt its temperature.

Hot, hot.

She seemed to have been electrocuted and withdrew her hand in an instant.

The little face was red, and even the white ears were red.

She clenched her lip, ashamed and annoyed, "you hooligan!"

A man's gentle laughter came from above. The laughter was pleasant and full of magnetism.

Su Mian suddenly understood what ears are. She was almost pregnant.

He laughs. It's really nice.

Zhong Nanji picked up the towel again and wiped her half wet hair.

They didn't talk anymore. The ward was very quiet, only the occasional footsteps outside.

After about ten minutes, Su Mian's hair dried.

Zhong Nanyu put down his towel and opened his mouth, "you move up tomorrow and live next door to me."

Su Mian got up from him. She combed some messy long hair with her fingers and said, "I'll be out of the hospital in two days. It's troublesome to change. It's good for me to live here."

Zhong Nanyu looked at her with deep eyes. "It's troublesome for me to go upstairs and downstairs."

Su Mian looked up at him. "Who told you to run back and forth? From tomorrow on, you stay in the ward honestly. I'll find you."

"I've been waiting for you tonight!"

"If you don't sleep at night, what are you waiting for me to do?"

Zhong Nanyu got up and led her to the sick bed. "Naturally, you want to sleep with you."

Su Mian immediately refused, "Zhong Nanyu, don't even think about it!"

She said why he didn't go to bed in the middle of the night.

It turned out that I had such a mind.

This smelly man

Zhong Nanqi ignored her, went to bed and lay on one side, leaving half of the room for Su Mian.

Su Mian stood by the bed and said angrily, "OK, you like to sleep in this bed, don't you? I'll sleep in the outside bed."

Then he raised his feet and left.

But as soon as I lifted my feet, my arm was grabbed.

When the other party gently pulled, Su Mian fell on the side of the bed. The next second, she felt a pair of big hands and directly picked her up.

Su Mian screamed with fright. Before he could make the second sound, he was pressed in each other's arms.

Then, the man's low voice came, "be honest with me!"

Su Mian struggled to lift his head from his arms, and his eyes widened, "Mr. Zhong, you can't live in the comfortable VIP advanced ward. You have to squeeze into a bed with me. Are you sick?"

Zhong Nanyu's eyes closed slightly. He was not angry after listening to her words, but made a faint sound, "occasionally I have to experience the life of the poor and middle peasants."

Su Mian burst out laughing.

She smiled and said to him, "I'm a poor middle farmer, so you're a rich man?"

Zhong Nanyu opened his eyes slightly, glanced sideways at her and made a slow sound, "have you ever seen a local rich man as good as me?"

Su Mian laughed louder.

She raised her hand and pinched Zhong Nanyu's face.

While pinching, he said, "Mr. Zhong, your skin is getting thicker and thicker. You have learned to boast."

Zhong Nanyu reached out and took away her hand holding his cheek and wrapped it in her palm.

Raise your other hand and turn off the bedside light.

In an instant, only the small orange lamp in the bathroom was left in the whole ward.

Orange lights spread from the bathroom, driving away part of the darkness.

Su Mian lifted his eyes from his arms and whispered, "are you really not going?"

Zhong Nanyu tightened her arms and closed her black eyes slightly. "If you're wordy, I'll have you!"

Su Mian immediately lay obediently in his arms and dared not say anything again.

That night, Su Mian slept soundly.

It was also the most reassuring night for Zhong Nanyu.

......

At ten o'clock in the evening, the nightlife in Beicheng has just begun.

"Yelaixiang" is the most luxurious nightclub in Beicheng.

Most of the people who come here to play are rich and dignified owners in Beicheng.

As soon as they enter the "nocturnal incense", they tear off the camouflage and mask of the day and release the ugliest and primitive side of their body.

At 10:10, a white Maserati drove over and waited for the car to stop. The doorboy guarding the door immediately welcomed it and opened the driver's door for the owner.

He smiled flatteringly, "Miss Wen, you're here."

Wen Wan got out of the car, dressed in a suspender red skirt and painted exquisite makeup on his face.

She glanced at the doorman who opened the door for her, reached out to open her handbag, pulled out several hundred yuan bills from it and threw them at the man.

Opening his mouth, his voice was arrogant and disdainful, "I'll give you the car."