After Song Yingying firmly refused, Zhao Weidong was a little worried, but he still accepted it. At worst, he could just change to other food tomorrow to continue nourishing his body.
In this way, a full pot of chicken soup became Zhao Weidong's task. Zhao Xiaobei was only willing to help eat a chicken leg and refused to eat the rest.
While eating, Song Yingying watched from the side with her chin in her hand.
She had been troubled by this chicken soup for three days, and she had a vague sense of evil taste in her heart, and she also wanted to see Zhao Weidong in trouble.
Unfortunately, she was completely wrong.
I have truly witnessed the psychological differences between men and women.
In other words, Zhao Weidong’s “extraordinary qualities”.
Zhao Weidong finished the huge pot of chicken soup that Song Yingying could never finish in a short time and even drank the soup.
Song Yingying: Didn't he get fed regularly? That's why he's so hungry?
She asked cautiously, "Won't you feel uncomfortable eating so much?"
Zhao Weidong shook his head and said, "It's okay."
What happened afterwards proved that there was nothing wrong with Zhao Weidong. He washed the dishes, cleaned the pots and wiped the table, and took care of everything inside and outside the house, without any slowness at all.
Song Yingying looked at the man as usual, sized him up and down for several times, and after getting over her initial shock, she came up with a reasonable explanation in her mind.
It seems that this is how the rough man's sturdy figure is obtained by eating.
When you think about it this way, it’s not surprising.
He eats a lot so he's strong. I wonder what it feels like to touch those bulging chest muscles under his military uniform.
For the first time, Song Yingying's brain, which was filled with medical knowledge, produced some "color waste", which made her heart beat faster for no reason.
Nightfall.
The situation today was slightly different from the previous few days.
A few days ago, Song Yingying felt that the car accident had caused a haze in Zhao Xiaobei's heart, so when she went to bed at night, she didn't let Zhao Xiaobei go to the small room, but let him sleep between them.
With Zhao Weidong around, although Song Yingying and Zhao Weidong slept in the same bed, there was still a child between them.
But late at night, no one knew what happened to Zhao Xiaobei. He took his little pillow and went back to his little room early in the morning.
He said stubbornly and seriously, "I am not a child anymore. I can't cling to my parents to sleep anymore."
As if he remembered the night in the hospital when he lay in Song Yingying's arms and cried loudly, Zhao Xiaobei's face turned slightly red and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.
So that night was the first night that Song Yingying really slept with Zhao Weidong.
In the room.
Song Yingying sat in front of the desk, on which was a mirror and some medicines.
She was treating the wound on her forehead in front of the mirror, holding tweezers in her hand, but her concentration was distracted several times.
well……
Song Yingying sighed and simply put down the tweezers in her hand. She turned her head to look at the bed beside her, then turned her head to look at the bathroom outside the room. There was a sound of splashing water coming from it. It was Zhao Weidong who was taking a shower.
As this thought came to her mind, Song Yingying's mind flashed with an image of sparkling water droplets slowly flowing across a bronze chest.
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