Chapter 80 Chapter 80 Rogue Words



Chapter 80 Chapter 80 Rogue Words

When Tao Ning woke up, his head was dizzy and he couldn't think. He raised his hand, but found a needle stuck in the back of his hand, and a bag of medicine hanging above a long infusion tube. Before he could figure out what was wrong with him.

With a "click", the bedroom door opened.

A cold and lifeless gaze swept over, until he saw Tao Ning's sleepy appearance, a little light lit up in his narrow and long phoenix eyes. Song Yucong looked very bad. He was wearing a black suit with a white paper chrysanthemum pinned on his left chest. He strode to the bedside, followed by the family doctor.

"Check him again."

"Yes, Master."

Because Tao Ning was often sick, the family doctor was already very familiar with Tao Ning's condition. He first replaced the medicine bag with a new one, and then took out an instrument from the medicine box to take Tao Ning's temperature and check her heart, lungs and other functions.

Tao Ning couldn't help but flinch as the cold machinery touched her warm skin. Song Yucong frowned and said, "Be gentle! You're hurting him."

Doctor: “…” It’s just an examination, how could it possibly hurt? But he was just a paid salaried employee, so his boss told him to be gentler, and his hands became even gentler.

However, the doctor did not expect that the bad-tempered and bad-tempered Young Master Song would one day show his love for others. He probably matured a lot overnight because his closest person passed away.

After the examination, the doctor told Song Yucong: "The fever has not subsided yet. You need to observe for another night. If you still have a fever the next day, you must be transferred to the hospital." He also instructed him to eat a light diet, avoid too cold or too hot, and not to have extreme mood swings, and then left with the medicine box.

But Tao Ning probably couldn't control his emotions, because whenever he thought of Mrs. Song's death, he felt sad. Mrs. Song's beautiful and smiling appearance seemed like yesterday, when he first came to the Song family and was at a loss from head to toe carrying the heavy luggage.

Only Mrs. Song took his hand. The woman's soft skin made Tao Ning think of his elder sister involuntarily, and the uneasiness in his heart was gradually soothed... But accidents always come too quickly.

For the first time, Tao Ning felt that the Song family's huge and exquisite villa was a cage full of lice. It looked gorgeous on the outside, but the inside was already rotten.

"Country bumpkin, sleep with me for a while."

A low and hoarse voice brought Tao Ning back to his senses. He looked at the tall man in front of him. His pale and handsome face was full of awkward emotions, but the fragility and desire in his eyes were about to overflow.

It seemed to be saying that if I didn't agree and didn't hug him, in the next second, he would turn into a butterfly like his mother and fall from the top of this luxurious cage.

Tao Ning was frightened by the idea, "...Okay." But her voice was hoarse.

Song Yucong frowned, turned around and poured a glass of warm water, and when he came back he saw the boy lying on the bed, looking well-behaved, with his hands stretched out as if asking for a hug.

Unexpectedly, the man only noticed the purple bruises on the back of his hand. His large, slender hand grabbed Tao Ning's wrist where the needle had been inserted and said unhappily, "Why are you fiddling?"

"I want to give you a hug," Tao Ning thought to herself. "I can only blame Song Yucong for being so stupid. He couldn't even see that." He was pulled into the man's arms, and the cool glass touched his lips.

The boy drank too fast, like a long drought finally coming to an end. However, the man, who was used to a life of luxury, was not only stupid, but also clumsy in serving others. His movements were rough, causing most of the water to flow down Tao Ning's thin and fair collarbone into her pajamas.

"Cough cough cough..." Tao Ning coughed and pushed Song Yucong away. The words of complaint were on the tip of her tongue, but when she saw the dark circles under his eyes, she was speechless.

The man said with a sour face: "You can choke when drinking water, are you a three-year-old child?"

Although he said this, his actions were in a panic. Song Yucong called the servant to bring in a set of clean pajamas, then bent down to wipe the water that Tao Ning had choked on.

Tao Ning stared blankly at the man with his brows lowered. His expression was awkward but serious. His cautious look also carried a hint of subtle flattery, as if he would be abandoned if he didn't do this.

Tao Ning felt distressed unconsciously, and the man's white tie still carried the quiet woody scent from when they first met. It was a very faint smell, but it blended unconsciously with the sweet lemon scent on his body, becoming inseparable.

Song Yucong was worried that Tao Ning had caught a cold, so he unbuttoned his clothes and wanted to change into his pajamas. Suddenly, a soft hand hooked around his neck, with very light force, accompanied by a soothing fruity scent.

"Don't move." Song Yucong scolded in a low voice.

However, Tao Ning only pulled gently, and the tall man fell on top of her. Feeling his body stiffen, Tao Ning patted Song Yucong's back with the hand that was not piercing the needle and said softly, "Song Yucong, thank you. Don't be sad... I will stay with you."

I will stay with you.

Tao Ning couldn't see the man's expression, but could only hear the breathing sound in his ear. After he said this, the man's breathing obviously stagnated and became slightly faster. Then, after an unknown amount of time, a cold liquid fell on the side of his neck, like raindrops, falling one by one into Tao Ning's heart.

Song Yucong closed his eyes tightly and hugged the person in his arms tightly. Countless chaotic scenes flashed before his eyes, including his mother covered in blood, the hypocritical greetings of the guests, and the dead silence in the mourning hall... It was as if he had returned to many years ago, when he was helpless and huddled in the dark confinement room.

He cried and begged for help, but no one cared.

Until the young man's bright and gentle eyes appeared, took his hand, hugged him, and said that he would stay with him, his gentle and soft voice extinguished a flame of anger and despair that had been burning for more than ten years.

At this moment, he finally felt that he was alive and loved.

Tao Ning felt the crying gradually subsided and he breathed a sigh of relief. He was very worried about Song Yucong's calm appearance at the beginning, because everything has its limits. If a string is kept taut for a long time, it will break at the slightest disturbance.

It's the same with people. If they have too much accumulated emotions and don't vent them, they will collapse.

After a while, the arm around her waist tightened, and Tao Ning heard the person beside her say fiercely, "Don't tell anyone."

Tao Ning curled her eyes and said, "I'm going to tell everyone."

“…”

Suddenly, the man who had been holding him raised his head and stared at him, tears still hanging in the corners of his eyes, "You dare?"

"I dare you."

Song Yucong gritted his teeth, realizing that this country bumpkin was becoming less and less afraid of him, and now even looked fearless.

He was clearly a rustic and dull country bumpkin, but his beautiful eyes were curved like crescent moons, and his gaze stared at me unscrupulously.

His heart began to beat uncontrollably again. Song Yucong felt his throat tighten and his ears burn. His mind went blank. He simply covered Tao Ning's seductive eyes and said in a timid tone, "You're so brave."

"Um."

Tao Ning pulled his hand away, thought for a moment, and finally said, "You poked me, it's uncomfortable."

""

When the boy said this, he looked pure and innocent, his light brown pupils were clean and clear, and he was so straightforward that he seemed unaware that his words could make men infatuated.

Song Yucong felt like smoke was coming out of his head. He jumped up as if he was burned by these words, and almost fell to the ground when he stepped back. He held it in for a long time, his face flushed, and he said, "...You, where did you learn such rude words from!"

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