Chapter 183 Super Stealing Feeling
Happy days are always short. After a few days, the two ended their hot spring trip. Song Qingxing was still reluctant to leave.
I didn't give up until I took some local specialties back.
She has not forgotten her parents, but her mother is still receiving treatment in a large hospital. Song Qingxing would occasionally call her mother when she has time.
Once when I called, I found that the other party was in the activity room of the hospital. There were patients sitting there in groups of three or four, wearing high-quality hospital gowns.
This is what private hospitals are like. You won’t have the feeling of being so busy that you almost want to fly like in public hospitals.
Her mother was a little flustered when she answered the phone. Song Qingxing took a casual glance and found that there were several mahjong tables in the activity room.
Perhaps because her father had previously owed gambling debts, Song Qingxing was rather wary of games involving gambling.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Play...play mahjong."
As a mother, she has no presence in front of her daughter.
At this moment, the feeling of stealing was extremely strong, even the sound of mahjong being rubbed beside her became much quieter. It seemed that her fellow patients were helping to cover for her.
Cancer chemotherapy is a very long process and basically requires you to stay in the hospital all year round. When you are unlucky, you may be in so much pain that you cannot get out of bed all day long.
Song Qingxing was very happy that her mother's condition had improved a little. She did not blame her too much for playing mahjong, but just gave her a few words of advice.
"Mom, you didn't send the money?"
"If this gets taken to the police station, I won't care."
The woman smiled.
"How is that possible? This is a hospital. There are nurses playing with us. They won't do that."
"And your father's matter..."
Obviously, both mother and daughter have common pain points, so this makes things much easier to think about.
However, Song Qingxing was still surprised because her mother's condition had not improved so quickly before. When Xie Jingcheng helped to transfer her to another hospital, she even needed the support of several people before she could barely sit on the plane.
But after this hospital changed its treatment method, her complexion became much rosier, although the money she spent also skyrocketed.
But this is the true meaning of making money on your own.
Song Qingxing couldn't help but think.
The hospital implements happy rehabilitation, so the activity room provides a place for fun, but patients are not allowed to play for too long, just to prevent them from looking sad all day long.
It allows patients to have a strong desire to survive, and also allows them to have the policy of not having any regrets even if they die tomorrow.
The change in her mother was brought about by Xie Jingcheng. To be honest, Song Qingxing owed too much to the person in front of her, so much that it would be a sin even if she didn't love her.
But fortunately, I fell in love.
Song Qingxing mainly brought these specialties for her parents, but with Xie Jingcheng's help, she also bought some for Xie's parents and the little one Xie Jingshu.
So when I came back, I was carrying a lot of bags and was even checked by customs for a long time because they thought I was a trader.
However, with so many bodyguards following Xie Jingcheng, if each of them carries a little, the supplies can be evenly distributed and there won't be any big problem.
What's more, what you buy is originally a souvenir to take home.
After returning from Country J, Song Qingxing was about to record a variety show with Xie Jingcheng, but fortunately, the gift was delivered in a hurry.
…
"We're going to a different place to record the variety show this time, and there shouldn't be any mosquitoes after autumn."
As Xie Jingcheng stuffed things into her suitcase, she said that although most of her suitcase was prepared by her assistant, she still prepared the more private items herself.
Like panties or something.
Because private items are in a separate box with enough space, two people can put them together without having to prepare an extra suitcase.
Xie Jingcheng folded his own and sealed it in a plastic bag, only then he realized that Song Qingxing's closet was full of pink and tender things.
Even at her age, she still dresses like a girl.
Xie Jingcheng chuckled.
The slender fingers folded the small panties and sealed them separately. Because it was a variety show, so...
You can’t bring any of these or anything else.
Xie Jingcheng felt a little regretful. Looking at the exquisitely packaged finger sleeves, he hesitated for a moment before putting them back into the drawer.
If you really want to do these things and have plenty of time, you don't necessarily have to waste it recording variety shows.
“If there are no mosquitoes, there will be centipedes…”
Song Qingxing was still frightened. She reached out and put her arm around Xie Jingcheng's shoulders, resting her chin on his head, feeling his fluffy hair.
The words she spoke were also tinged with coquettishness.
"Xie Jingcheng, let's choose the second floor this time instead of the first floor."
"Um."
Xie Jingcheng did not refuse.
After packing my luggage, I boarded a plane to the program's recording location, which was a ski resort. I heard that this episode was sponsored by the owner of the ski resort.
The accommodation was provided by the owner, so we didn't have to stay in a B&B like last time, which was unique but a bit shabby, with even the bathroom outside.
It seems that my luck is really good this time.
I can ski too, so I can take this opportunity to teach the little rabbit a lesson, Xie Jingcheng couldn't help but think romantically in his heart.
After the plane landed, they got on the program crew's car. After a long journey, Song Qingxing had already fallen asleep when they arrived at the snow-capped mountain villa.
His head rested against the seat, his breathing even.
Although I really don't want to disturb the little rabbit's rest, I have to go downstairs to record the show soon, so if I don't wake him up now.
I'm afraid it will make a bigger fool of itself.
Xie Jingcheng leaned over and poked Song Qingxing on the back of her neck with his finger. There was no makeup on that area, so there was no need to worry about ruining her makeup.
Sure enough, the sleeping person moved, raised his hand, and slapped him on the back of the neck.
“Bang!”
Xie Jingcheng stared blankly at the back of his hand, which had turned red at this moment, but after such a commotion, Song Qingxing did wake up.
"Xie Jingcheng, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry... I was just swatting a mosquito that bit me on the back of my neck in my dream."
Song Qingxing felt a little guilty, so she stretched out her fingers and slowly rubbed the back of Xie Jingcheng's hand. The slap she gave him was not particularly light.
He hit the mosquito with such force that he wanted to swat its intestines out, but he missed the mosquito and hit Xie Jingcheng instead.
"Does it hurt?"
He gently massaged the back of Xie Jingcheng's hand where he had slapped her with his fingertips, and the burning pain seemed to dissipate at that moment.
Xie Jingcheng shook his head.
"How can a slap hurt?"
"But…"
Song Qingxing wanted to say something but stopped herself when she saw someone approaching her with a devilish smile on his face. Then he put his red lips next to her ear and said something that was extremely outrageous.
"If you feel bad, then switch it up. It'll be fair if I can spank your waist."
Song Qingxing:!
This guy must be smuggling something.
But don't think that you can't say these words, because after all, it is true that you hit someone.
"Okay...Okay, I accept your suggestion, but can we wait until after we finish recording the variety show..."
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