Song Yingying hid under the quilt, trembling, her face pale, and she used all her strength to hold the quilt tightly.
It seems that this way, we can resist Zhao Weidong.
Zhao Weidong continued to stare at the person in the quilt. "Are you feeling unwell? If you are, I will take you to see a doctor. There is also a military doctor on duty in the guard team at this time."
"No." Song Yingying uttered faintly from under the quilt, "I don't need to see a doctor."
She said she didn't need to see a doctor, but she didn't deny that she was feeling unwell.
It's true that I'm sick!
If you are sick, you are sick. It is not a big deal. There is no need to hide it.
Zhao Weidong couldn't figure out what Song Yingying was thinking, he simply concluded that she was sick.
"If you are sick, you should see a doctor. Didn't you scholars say that you should not be afraid of seeing a doctor? Get up, I will accompany you."
“It’s not a disease.”
Song Yingying continued to hide in the quilt and talk to Zhao Weidong.
At the same time, her figure wrapped in the quilt shrank tighter and tighter, as if she was in great pain, and was trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Zhao Weidong's heart rose to his throat and his chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable.
Song Yingying's rejection of him, and her avoidance of telling him the truth even though she would rather suffer herself, these two emotions intertwined together and became a heavy stone pressing on his heart.
"Song Yingying, you be obedient."
Zhao Weidong called her full name for the first time. Out of concern for Song Yingying, he took action for the first time and reached out to grab the quilt covering Song Yingying.
"I'm going to open it."
Zhao Weidong exerted force with his arms while reminding.
Song Yingying held on to the quilt tightly, trying her best, but with her delicate hands and feet, that little bit of strength was nothing to Zhao Weidong.
It only took a moment for the quilt to be lifted.
Song Yingying was suddenly exposed to the air and light.
"ah--"
She screamed with fright.
At the same time, use your hands and feet to hug yourself.
At this moment, Song Yingying wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and hide herself tightly.
but.
There is no crack in the ground in reality. She is now exposed to Zhao Weidong's sight, feeling nervous and embarrassed.
It's not that she was so disheveled, but——
Red.
As soon as Zhao Weidong lifted the quilt, his eyes immediately scanned Song Yingying from head to toe.
He saw a spreading red color on the bed sheet under Song Yingying.
"You're bleeding? Why are you bleeding? Are you injured?"
When Zhao Weidong saw the blood on his face, his voice became louder and he asked anxiously.
He didn't care about anything else. He quickly reached out and pulled Song Yingying up, anxiously looking for any wounds on her body.
Song Yingying was already nervous, and after being yelled at by Zhao Weidong, she felt even more aggrieved and angry.
All her privacy had been exposed in front of the man, and Song Yingying was so angry that she decided to just throw the jar into the ground.
Zhao Weidong was worried. He checked Song Yingying's body with his hands and wanted to lift up her clothes to take a look.
Bang!
Song Yingying patted the back of his hand.
Song Yingying got up and sat on the bed sheet, her face puffy and cheeks flushed, and she shouted at Zhao Weidong.
"No injuries! No diseases! I'm bleeding because my period has come!"
It’s a period of rationality, do you understand?
Song Yingying wanted to bite Zhao Weidong.
Why doesn't this man listen?
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