Untouchable Cute Baby

Looking at the complicated expression on Zuo Xiran's face, song Chenyi knew that she had just heard their conversation. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and show a trace of evil smile.

"What do I want?" Song Chenyi put his hands around his chest, put a low tone, deliberately close to her face full of collagen.

"You bastard!" Although the tone is very fierce, but she did not dare to look at his deep eyes. He just made her feel uncomfortable, and her heart was pounding all the time.

"Zuo Xiran, is that how you talk to your man and your Savior?" He stopped looking at her and turned to the wardrobe.

"I'll give you back your favor, but now, please give me back what belongs to me." Her eyes were full of anger and her tone was impatient. She didn't have the heart to play what he called "hard to get" with him.

"Oh? So, how do you want to pay it back? " He glanced at the corners of his mouth with disdain in his voice. As he spoke, he took off his loose grey T-shirt and showed his strong chest in front of her.

"I said before that I don't want to be entangled with you any more. So, song Chenyi, please be frank and ask me to return my favor. After paying off, we don't owe each other." She has a serious face. She hates to be ungrateful in her life. But the man in front of her loves to bargain with her. She hates it, but she has nothing to do with him. She can only watch him lead her by the nose again and again.

"All the requirements are met, aren't they?" He stood in front of the bronze metal rimmed square floor mirror, tied the second hole of his white shirt, and with great interest, he gently picked his eyebrows and looked at the woman next to him who didn't know how to lead him.

"Yes." She rolled a white eye at him and looked at the dark gray curtains that fluttered in the wind by the window.

"Oh." He strode in front of her and pinched her shoulder wrapped around the gauze with his broad palm. He just used one tenth of his own strength, and the gauze began to show red wantonly, "hiss..." Her original delicate face is now occupied by pain. He could not help but stop his hand, which he wanted to continue to exert.

"Zuo Xiran, please take care of your injury first, and then bargain with me." He released the hand that held her shoulder. She lost her balance and fell to the floor.

He looked at her bloodless face and felt his heart pulled by something.

"Song Chenyi, I will make you regret it." She took a deep breath and looked fiercely at him.

"Waiting for Miss Zuo's advice at any time." He left without looking back, but he was blaming himself for the way he had just told her. He just wanted her to recover, but he chose the stupidest and most offensive way.

"Ah." He sighed and went to his men in the corridor.

"Lord." The man put his hand in front of his belly and bowed to salute.

"Let Ninglu go to zuoxiran's room to deal with her wound, and protect her these days. She can't leave here without my permission." Then he followed the handle of the revolving escalator to the living room.

"Dong Dong, Miss Zuo, may I come in?" Ninglu asks quietly with the medical box, but her mind is full of doubts. She knows that she bandaged her wound in the morning, and why she asked her to do it again. She is thinking about it. There is a small voice in the room, "please come in"

after Ninglu pushes open the door, Zuo Xiran curls up on the bed in the dark room. "Miss Zuo, are you ok?"

Condensation will turn on the main light in the room, Zuo Xiran sad look into the eyes of condensation. Dew worried to come forward, see a sweat, because the pain become ferocious zuoxiran.

"Miss Zuo, what's the matter with you?" Dew is full of worry frowning, hand on the left Xi dye forehead.

"You have a low fever. Let me see your wound. Don't move." Dew gently opened the quilt, saw the mottled blood of the white shirt, dew brow become more tight, careful to open her shirt, she saw the red occupied white gauze. Her pupil is not from the increase a few minutes, "is not to tell you to be careful, if you do not pay attention to this will be infected."

Zuo Xiran cracked his dry mouth with a bitter smile.

"Well, be careful this time, and remember to drink the antipyretic on the table later." Dew left the room with the gauze and medical box.

Zuo Xiran fell asleep after taking the medicine. When she woke up, it was more than three o'clock in the morning.

At this time, song Chenyi is drunk and walks to Zuo Xiran's room.

In such a big room, Zuo Xiran leans against the head of the bed and stares out of the dark window.

Her mind is full of walking sticks. Just as she is pondering over whether the walking stick is in the hands of the man in black or song Chenyi, she doesn't know that a man has already stood by her bed, looking at herself with a kind of pity.

"My God! Song Chenyi, are you a ghost? Is it quiet to walk? Besides, don't you know how to see someone else's room and knock on the door? " Zuo Xiran turns to see such a big figure and is scared to death.

"This is my home. I can do whatever I want. Besides, I knocked on the door. You were in a daze and didn't hear me." Song Chenyi doesn't know what's wrong with him. He just thinks that at this moment, the person he wants to see is Zuo Xiran, so he will see him."What's the matter?" She cold mouth, eyes looking at the window is still dark.

"Zuo Xiran, I hope you can correct your attitude. Don't forget that I am your man." He approached her a little bit and tied her delicate jaw with a strong hand. She tried to break free, but it didn't help.

"Don't forget, you owe me fourteen times. Now, I want it." Song Chenyi, with a cold voice, began to approach her thin lips.

The strong smell of wine makes Zuo Xiran slightly drunk. God knows how much wine song Chenyi drank.

"Song Chenyi, you son of a bitch, go away!" She wanted to push him away, but she couldn't spare her strength because of the injury on her shoulder.

Song Chenyi began to kiss her cheek. Her neck seemed to be every inch of her skin. He wanted to occupy it.

"Hiss" Zuo Xiran pulled the wound because of the pain.

Song Chenyi's consciousness finally recovered. He bounced from her, sat down by the bed and lit a cigarette. A dark space, can only vaguely see the little spark of his cigarette. Neither of them spoke, and the air became quiet and awkward.

After a long time, he said, "I have what you want. If you want to take it away, you have to work for me. You should take good care of yourself first. " He left the cigarette butts on the floor, drew the curtains in her house, and left without looking back.