Chapter 60 Song Zigen Coughs Up Blood

The two people's breathing intertwined and entangled.

The candlelight outside faintly penetrated the bed curtains. Zhao Fangye stared at Song Huaixi under him.

I saw a pair of shiny black eyes looking at me, with a blush on the cheeks.

This was the first time that Song Huaixi took the initiative to make such a request to Zhao Fangye while he was sober.

Song Huaixi was still a little shy, but more importantly, he was honest about his desires.

With his hands supported above Song Huaixi, Zhao Fangye's pale eyes were also invaded by lust.

Pinching his chin, Zhao Fangye lowered his head and kissed his red lips.

The atmosphere began to become charming. Song Huaixi opened his lips and took the initiative to put his hand on Zhao Fangye's shoulders.

Engage in tongue with him.

Zhao Fangye's kiss was so hot that it lingered from the lips to the congested ears. Then she moved down from the tip of his ear and nibbled his fair neck.

Song Huaixi felt a little itchy from his actions and couldn't help but giggle.

“Itchy…”

Song Huaixi's delicate eyebrows were curved, making her look even more innocent and lovely in such a charming atmosphere.

Zhao Fangye bent down and gently kissed his forehead, then hugged his waist and put his arms close to his ear.

The voice contained a hint of danger: "Does it itch? Wait a minute, Huaixi might feel pain."

Song Huaixi blinked slowly, grabbed his collar and said coquettishly, "Don't hurt me, don't hurt me."

Zhao Fang chuckled after hearing this, and said with a doting tone: "Spoiled."

If it weren’t for the Qimeng Powder, he wouldn’t have felt any pain the first time.

Otherwise, this little idiot would definitely not dare to make such a request to me.

After saying that, Zhao Fangye kissed his lips again, slowing down his movements. Looking carefully at Song Huaixi's expression.

Feeling Zhao Fangye's movements, Song Huaixi unconsciously grabbed Zhao Fangye's clothes, and her delicate eyebrows gradually tightened.

"Hmm..."

Song Huaixi was breathing heavily and his body was gradually becoming tense.

The temperature in the air gradually rises. Just when the two were preparing to take a further step.

There was a knock on the door.

The two men paused.

Mrs. Lin's voice sounded outside the door: "Huai Xi, are you asleep?"

Hearing Mrs. Lin's voice, Song Huaixi's body trembled violently, and he quickly pushed away Zhao Fangye who was pressing on him.

Zhao Fangye was pushed violently, and he leaned over on the bed and sat next to Song Huaixi. Looking at his guilty expression, I couldn't help laughing.

I thought the silly rabbit had become brave, but it turns out he is still timid and shy.

The beauty that rose between the bed curtains immediately disappeared without a trace.

Song Huaixi hugged the quilt, his face red as if blood was about to drip out. He buried his head under the quilt and dared not respond.

The dark eyes looked at Zhao Fangye anxiously, and he murmured in dissatisfaction: "Stop laughing, what should I do? Mother is here?"

Song Huaixi looked at his disheveled clothes and saw some red marks on his fair skin.

Seeing this, Song Huaixi shrank deeper into the quilt again.

Now all you can see is the hairy top of your head.

When Zhao Fangye saw him like this, he just thought he was cute.

She reached out and rubbed the top of his head: "I will go, you just lie down obediently. There is no undercurrent here, so be careful not to catch a cold."

Covering himself with the quilt, Song Huaixi nodded.

Lin Rugui stood outside the door for a while, and when no one responded, he thought they had gone to bed.

Looking at the candlelight in the room, I felt a little confused. Just about to turn around and leave.

The wooden door was opened, and Zhao Fangye was wearing a black undergarment. The neckline is a bit messy.

Zhao Fangye looked at her and said indifferently, "Mother, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"Huaixi's room is not warm enough. I was worried that you might catch a cold, so I asked the servants to light two pots of charcoal fire and bring a mattress."

Lin Rugui said this while looking into the house: "Is Huaixi asleep?"

Behind her, the servants were carrying a brazier and a quilt.

"Mother is thoughtful. Huaixi has already fallen asleep." Zhao Fangye took a look and replied standing at the door.

Then he looked at the servant and said: Put everything in, and be gentle. ”

"yes."

When he heard that Song Huaixi had already fallen asleep, Lin Rugui turned around and said hurriedly: "Then I won't disturb you."

Zhao Fangye nodded slightly: "Mother, take care."

Song Huaixi was lying in bed listening to the noise outside, her round eyes rolling around.

Zhao Fangye sat down on the edge of the bed and dug him out from under the quilt.

She reached out and pinched the tip of his nose: "The person has already left, don't you feel stuffy in the quilt?"

Song Huaixi's face flushed. She looked at Zhao Fangye and thought about what she had just done, feeling embarrassed.

Pulling his sleeve, he said, "Zhao Fangye, I didn't push you on purpose just now."

Zhao Fangye laughed, but there was no blame in his tone: "How dare you say that, you little heartless guy."

With this mess, Zhao Fangye no longer had any thoughts.

He took the quilt and covered Song Huaixi with it, then held him in his arms: "Go to sleep."

The next day, after dinner, Song Huaixi went to accompany Song Zigen.

Maybe it was because Song Huaixi came back that Song Zigen felt much better.

The two were talking when Song Zigen suddenly started coughing violently.

“Cough cough cough!!”

Song Zigen covered his mouth and his face turned red from coughing.

"Daddy!" Song Huaixi hurriedly stepped forward and patted his back, his face full of panic and his voice trembling: "Daddy! What's wrong with you?! Daddy, don't scare me!"

"Ahem!" Song Zigen tried hard to control himself and didn't want him to see: "Daddy is fine... give Daddy a cup of tea..."

Song Huaixi hurriedly poured tea and spilled the tea on the ground in his haste.

Song Huaixi suddenly became anxious and rushed out.

Zhao Fangye, who heard the noise, came in and hugged him, frowning at his panicked look: "What's wrong, Huaixi?"

"Tea! Tea!" Song Huaixi was so anxious that he spoke incoherently: "Daddy! Drink tea! Tea!"

Zhao Fangye immediately ordered his servants: "Go and prepare tea!"

Only then did Song Huaixi calm down.

Zhao Fangye took him into the house, and Song Zigen was wiping the corner of his mouth. When he saw the two of them come in, he quickly hid his sleeves.

Zhao Fangye caught a glimpse of a hint of red on his sleeve.

His doubts grew even deeper, and he decided to tell him that Song Zigen's illness was not common.

There may be some hidden story behind this.

Since they tried their best to hide it, Zhao Fangye did not point it out. He will find out.

The noise in the house attracted the entire Song family.

Lin Rugui looked at Song Zigen with tears in her eyes. He patted his wife's hand.

He looked at everyone and said, "It was just a few coughs. Look how anxious you are. It's nothing serious. But Huai Xi was frightened."

Song Huaixi was still a little worried and poured him some tea: "Daddy, drink it. Don't cough."

"Be good, Huaixi."

After returning to Song Huaixi's yard, Zhao Fangye called his secret guard and asked him to find out what happened to Song Zigen.

The secret guards quickly found out the whole story. Zhao Fangye listened to the report from the secret guard.

His face suddenly turned gloomy. So many things happened while he was absent from court due to illness.

Just as he expected, Song Zigen's illness was indeed related to him.