Lu Xinting smiled charmingly, "Brother Song, don't play this trick with me."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Song Heng looked at her back and stood there without moving.
He was betting on whether she would look back.
The result is, no.
Song Heng's eyes darkened, and he felt so depressed that he couldn't breathe smoothly. Watching her walking further and further away, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and stalked after her.
He stayed two meters away from her and stopped moving forward.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that Lu Xinting doesn't want him.
His shadow overlapped hers, and wherever she went, he followed her, one after another, to the back of the inpatient department.
Song Heng didn't understand what she was doing here.
Lu Xinting suddenly stopped and turned around. Song Heng almost bumped into her.
Fortunately, he reacted in time. Song Heng was so frightened that he staggered back and tried to regain his footing.
Lu Xinting reached out and grabbed his shirt. Song Heng was stunned. The next second, her soft lips with a warm fragrance pressed against his two thin lips.
Song Heng suddenly opened his eyes wide.
His body was so tense and stiff, and he was trembling slightly, but what was different was that his lips were very soft.
Lu Xinting touched his tense arms and patted him, "Relax."
Song Heng adjusted his breathing and tried to relax.
He closed his eyes and restrained himself so much that his veins stood up. He found that he could not control the longing at all, so he grabbed the back of her head, pressed her against the tree and kissed her wildly.
Lu Xinting felt a little weak from the kiss.
She turned her head away and took two deep breaths.
Her chin was immediately pulled back, and she was forced to look into a pair of dark, hot eyes.
Song Heng asked in a hoarse voice, "Why."
"What?"
"Aren't you happy to be kissed by me?"
"Who told you that you weren't happy?"
"Then what did you mean before?"
Lu Xinting hooked her arms around his neck, stepped on her feet and whispered in his ear: "Brother Song, if you want me, just tell me, don't be pretentious."
Does she mean...directly? Isn't he direct enough?
Song Heng's breathing became heavier and heavier.
She whispered softly, reminding him, "No one is here."
Song Heng's whole body tensed up and he clasped her waist with his big hands, "Here... aren't you afraid of being seen?"
"afraid."
"Afraid you still want to bring me here?"
"You came with me on your own." Lu Xinting pressed her hands tightly against his abdominal muscles, and they were about to touch him two inches further down. "Did I say what I wanted to do?"
Song Heng breathed rapidly, "You..."
Did he think too much? So what are this woman's hands doing?
Play hard to get?
Lu Xinting sneered and stared at him seriously, "Brother Song doesn't want to go outdoors with me, does he?"
These words were so straightforward that Song Heng's neck turned red, and his eyes were so panicked that he didn't dare to look at her.
Lu Xinting's expression was serious, which did not hinder the shamelessness of her hands.
She was using her fingertips to outline his abdominal muscles from top to bottom, sliding them along the texture, and stopped when she was almost there.
Song Heng lowered his head with red eyes, "Lu Xinting."
"Huh?" Her hand continued to move downwards, and this frivolous "Hmm" was answered casually, as alluring as a love potion.
Her hands were soft and soft, wrapping him like water.
Song Heng closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "Stop torturing me."
His heart was shaken by her.
Her body was also beaten to pieces by her play.
Lu Xinting let go of her hand, hugged his neck and smiled brightly, "It's almost noon, please treat me to dinner."
Song Heng's dark eyes were hot and deep, and his voice was hoarse, "Where to eat?"
She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "It's up to you."
"Then just listen to me." Song Heng picked her up and quickly got into the car and left the hospital, regardless of the people coming and going in the hospital.
…
In March, the sun is shining warmly.
Gu Zhiyin pushed Mu Ning around twice and then returned to the ward.
He carried Mu Ning to bed, just as Zhang Ma opened the door and came in. When she saw a familiar figure, her eyes heated up, and she stood by the door and called softly, "Master Gu."
Gu Zhiyin settled Mu Ning before turning around and said, "Mother Zhang."
Zhang's mother felt warm and walked in with the food, "This is the food Miss Lu asked me to go back and cook. She said that since you are here, you will have dinner with Ning Ning here at noon."
She set up a small table in the hospital for Mu Ning and laid out the dishes in the same way, while muttering, "Ning Ning's body has not recovered yet, so she can only eat light food, and many dishes cannot be eaten. If Mr. Gu thinks they are bland, these two dishes Made especially for you..."
Gu Zhiyin looked at the busy Zhang Ma and whispered: "You have worked hard these days."
Zhang Ma's hand holding the chopsticks paused, with red eyes and a smile on her face, "It's not hard, just hope Mr. Gu is fine, otherwise I'd rather have no one care about him."
Mu Ning pouted, "It's not that exaggerated."
Zhang Ma smiled and poured her a glass of warm water, "Okay, Ning Ning, Master Gu is here to take care of you, I will go back first."
Mu Ning wanted to keep Zhang Ma to eat with him, but Zhang Ma was unwilling to do anything. Master Gu finally came out and wanted to live in a world of two, so why was she bothering here.
Gu Zhiyin went to wash his hands and sat on the edge of the bed wiping his hands. Mu Ning looked at his slow and leisurely wiping movements. His cold, white and slender fingers had clear joints, cold and graceful.
These hands are really pleasing to the eye.
"What are you looking at?" Gu Zhiyin found her staring at his hands in trance.
Mu Ning's cheeks were slightly red and he turned his head in embarrassment.
His chin was clasped by his fingers, and he pulled it over, "Do you want me to feed you?"
"I do not want it……"
She hasn't finished speaking yet.
"Miss Mu, your medicine is ready for today..."
The little nurse came in with a sling bottle, looked up and saw the two people on the bed, and stopped in her tracks.
Except for Zhang Ma and Lu Xinting, no man had ever appeared in Mu Ning's ward.
Is this man Mu Ning's boyfriend? Why did he come to see her today?
The little nurse was a little gossipy and curious, but Gu Zhiyin turned his head and looked at each other.
"ah!!"
He let out a short scream and immediately covered his mouth.
The little nurse ran away.
Mu Ning and Gu Zhiyin were left looking at each other in the ward.
Mu Ning turned to look at him, "What's wrong? Did you scare her?"
Gu Zhiyin was completely puzzled.
He didn't do anything just now, right?
Mu Ning used his imagination, "Is it... one of your former lovers?"
Gu Zhiyin was amused, "I have never dabbled in the noble profession of nursing."
"You! You really..."
Mu Ning didn't expect that he would pick up the thread, meaning he would play with everyone except nurses?
"Gu Zhiyin, you are exposed!"
Gu Zhiyin laughed and said, "I want you to give me random hats?"
Blame her?
"Oh, a noble profession... Isn't Dr. Qiao's profession quite noble?"
Gu Zhiyin immediately shut up.
He lowered his head, said nothing, and stopped moving.
Mu Ning rolled her eyes at him, "Eat!"
The little nurse staggered to the nurse's station, blushing with excitement, "Do you know what I saw?!"
"What, what, what?"
Several heads popped out.
"Have you heard any gossip again? Share it quickly!"
The day before yesterday, Lao Wang beat his wife and hospitalized her. Yesterday, he committed suicide after breaking up. He fell down from the second floor and survived. Today...
"I saw my 'husband'!"
"What the hell, is there anything strange about seeing your husband?"
