Chapter 24 "Don't worry, I'm very experienced"
Song Xi thought silently, and unknowingly took on the ideas that Zhang Hening had instilled in her.
She shook off her thoughts and quickly scattered all the waste colors.
"Let's go, let's go home."
She walked into the building with red ears, looking like a little cat that had been playing outside for a long time and was eager to go home. She was very sensible and caring, and at least she knew how to go home.
Jing Zhuo raised the corners of his lips and followed her.
Song Xi and the man entered the elevator one after another. He pressed the floor button with his back to her. The elevator light shone down on his straight back.
Song Xi rubbed her eyes and felt that she was a little crazy.
Because she saw.
There is a big tail on Jingzhuo's butt.
The tail was gray, long, big and fluffy, like a big gray wolf's. It was held high up, and the soft fur brushed against her face, making her feel itchy.
She raised her hand to pinch the tip of the tail, but missed.
I pinched forward two inches, but still couldn't find it.
"drop--"
The elevator door opened and Jingzhuo walked out with his tail raised.
Song Xi hurriedly followed behind him, watching the tail squeeze out from his waistband, swaying in front of her eyes, almost breaking the belt.
When changing shoes, Song Xi couldn't help but pinched the base of her tail.
So soft!
Jing Zhuo turned around reflexively, protecting his hips with one hand. When he saw that it was Song Xi, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"What are you...doing?"
Song Xi blinked his eyes seriously and said seriously:
"Why don't you take off your pants? Your tail is suffocating."
Jing Zhuo: “?”
Seeing that he was reluctant to move, Song Xi felt more and more uncomfortable.
She did this when she was dressing Guaiguai.
You need to cut a hole in the back of your pants and take the tail out.
Just do it.
Song Xi took out a pair of scissors from the drawer in the living room, and came over aggressively, trying to cut his pants.
Jing Zhuo was frightened and held her hands tightly, his pupils and voice trembling.
"Song Xi, calm down."
"Don't worry, I won't hurt your butt. I'm very experienced and it feels very comfortable when I take it out."
Song Xi thought he was scared, so she comforted him while waiting for the right moment to use the scissors.
Jing Zhuo dodged sideways and stopped her from moving, a little bit unable to believe it.
"Tell me honestly, how long have you been like this?"
"Um?"
What's going on?
"Have you ever been to a psychiatric department for a checkup?" he asked again.
"Um?"
What psychiatry?
She wants to pick his tail, what does that have to do with psychiatry!
Song Xi said nothing. She just kept pulling at Jing Zhuo's belt, determined to make a hole in his pants.
Jing Zhuo found that she couldn't understand what people said now, and her mind was full of thoughts about taking off his pants.
He held her wrists with one hand and took out his cell phone with the other to make a call.
"Hello, Building 1, 1008, Jiushu Community, Shantang Road, 120 emergency room, there's a mentally ill patient here."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a click.
My pants are torn...
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"It's mushroom poisoning. She's hallucinating. Give her a lot of fluids to flush the toxins out of her urine."
Hospital emergency room.
Jing Zhuo sat in front of the hospital bed with an expressionless face.
Song Xi was sitting on the bed with a needle stuck in the back of her hand. She was also holding a pair of small scissors and a pair of pants, trimming them.
His eyes were dark, clear, and serious.
After cutting, she began to sew and edge the fabric with the needle in the air, putting great effort into each stitch.
Jing Zhuo held her IV tube in one hand, warming the cold liquid while answering her.
"Such a big hole, it should be usable, right?"
"Um."
"Try it."
"I'll go back and try."
"Your tail is so big and the fur is so long. It's usually pressed in and can't be taken out. Isn't it stuffy?"
"stuffy."
"Then I'll help you alter a few more pairs of pants!"
"good."
Jing Zhuo took out his cell phone and sent a WeChat message to Zhang Hexing.
"Go upstairs."
Zhang Hexing replied, "What are you doing upstairs?"
Jing Zhuo: "Go check on Zhang Hening and take her to the hospital for a checkup. She ate undercooked mushrooms last night and might have been poisoned."
There was a sudden silence over there.
After a while, Zhang Hexing sent a picture, showing Zhang Hening and Cheng leaning on the wall in a spread-eagle position, with extremely nervous movements.
Zhang Hexing: "She said she was a spider, weaving a web."
“…”
In the second half of the night, Song Xi fell asleep.
The early morning sunlight shone on the hospital bed, waking her up from her sleep. Song Xi opened her eyes and found her lying on the hospital bed.
The man was lying on the side of her bed, holding a pair of small scissors in his slender hands, with the tips of the scissors facing him, and he seemed to be asleep.
Memories of yesterday flooded into her mind.
Song Xi realized it belatedly and recalled it—
She was poisoned by mushrooms yesterday, and she dragged Jing Zhuo to cut his pants and his bitter tea seeds...
She even made a fuss in the second half of the night and would not go to sleep until Jingzhuo touched her tail. He asked her to touch the tip of the tail, but she refused and insisted on touching the soft base of the tail.
Help!
Good society is dead!
Which floor is this? Can I jump down?
Is there any tofu? She wants to crash into it!
Song Xi covered her face with her hands, wanting to cry but unable to. As soon as she moved, Jing Zhuo beside the bed woke up. They were the only two people in the ward.
Their eyes met, and Jing Zhuo spoke softly.
"How does it feel? Do you want to touch the tail again?"
Song Xi: “…”
Her face suddenly became hot, and she buried her head in the quilt, digging her toes into the ground like a quail.
"I'm sorry, I embarrassed you yesterday."
Jing Zhuo raised his eyebrows and placed the scissors in his hand on the bedside: "I didn't embarrass myself, I was just teased a little. The whole hospital watched the fun for half the night."
Song Xi continued to bury his head and wanted to die even more.
Help, she won’t be filmed and posted online for thousands of netizens to watch and amuse themselves.
Song Xi felt something in his hand, grabbed it and pulled out a pair of casual pants with a big hole cut in it from under the quilt.
And a pair of dark men's underwear.
It was also...cut with a big hole.
Because she had worn it before, she could even smell a faint, indescribable scent similar to musk.
Song Xi wanted to die even more.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. I cut your pants. I'll compensate you with one... no, two new pairs!"
Jing Zhuo slowly stood up, twisted his stiff neck, and gave her a half-smile.
"No rush, we'll go home and compensate you slowly."
Several bags of medicine had been hung up, but she fell asleep in the late night, so Jing Zhuo did not wake her up. When there were sufficient medical resources, he carried her out of the emergency room and gave her a single room for another night.
Song Xi now just wants to escape.
She quickly jumped off the bed, put on her shoes, covered her face and ran away.
"Wait, bring your work."
The man called her from behind.
Song Xi: “…”
She returned dejectedly, rolled up her pants and underwear, hugged them in her arms, and ran out with a buzzing head.
On the way home, Song Xi felt embarrassed holding the spoils in his arms.
"Um, I didn't hurt you yesterday, did I?"
"Which area do you mean?"
"?"
"The mental aspect is negligible, but the physical aspect..." Jing Zhuo glanced at her meaningfully, "He touched her three times, pinched her five times, and reached in and dug six times."
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