Song Qing stared at him for a long while.
“…I can do it myself.”
Through the mist, she noticed that Lu Yang's face seemed to grow even colder after she spoke.
? ? !
"You're hurt."
"My leg is injured, but my hands can move."
Lu Yang's Adam's apple bobbed. He got up, drew the curtains, and walked up to her without saying a word.
“I am your husband, it is my duty to take care of you.”
After saying that, he started to unbutton the buttons on her clothes. It's unclear what he said that angered him again.
He has a stern face now, but his hands keep moving.
Song Qing eventually lay down on the pillow, closed her eyes, and gave a resigned look.
We've been married for so long, so if he's willing to serve us, let him serve us to his heart's content.
"Be gentle."
"The water is too hot."
"...Don't move."
Song Qing had her eyes closed, unaware of where she was lying. Her porcelain-white neck and face were flushed, and her eyelashes trembled gently like butterflies, or like a small bird caught and unable to break free, only able to flutter.
Her vulnerability wouldn't make Lu Yang have a change of heart; it would only make him go even further.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he didn't know where to look.
He was just being stubborn. He knew Song Qing was embarrassed, but he just wanted to make her angry.
Lu Yang mentally berated himself. He wasn't a three-year-old child. She had already said he was her husband, so why did he still provoke her?
She kept telling herself that she couldn't do this, that she and the man surnamed Chen had just met by chance here, and that it was all a coincidence.
No matter how long that man stood outside the door, he was still Song Qing's husband and the father of her child.
He can't afford to be stubborn with Song Qing now and upset her. That guy surnamed Chen is clearly still up to no good. He has to do better than Chen and win her heart.
But as soon as he saw Song Qing, he couldn't control the grievances in his heart, and he wished he could make that Chen guy disappear.
"..."
Song Qing lay there with her eyes closed, thinking that she should just pretend she was dead, but she didn't expect this man to go further and further.
Enraged, she opened her eyes and grabbed his hand tightly.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Yang's hands had distinct knuckles, and when his sleeves were rolled up, the veins on his forearms were visible. He just let her hold them.
His expression was calm, but his eyes were full of doubt.
What's wrong? Song Qing was furious with him. What was wrong with him? He had a stern face, but his skin was thicker than anything else.
Is that how he wipes himself?
"...The water's getting cold!"
"Didn't you say the water was hot?"
"……roll"
Later, Lu Yang properly wiped her body and changed her clothes, being extremely serious.
After washing away the stickiness from her body and changing into clean, refreshing clothes, she was in a good mood and leaned back on the bed watching him tidy up.
Something is wrong. Something is very wrong.
His current expression is the same as Lu Yang's when Song Qing first met him, but different from the Lu Yang she had lived with in Northeast China for the past six months.
His first impression on everyone was that he was cold, and Song Qing thought so too after being married to him for so many years.
But he's not like that.
He would bicker with An'an, tease her mischievously, and sometimes he was very serious, but other times he was just like An'an, incredibly childish.
"Would you like to have your hair washed?"
He went over and tucked the blanket around her, then handed her an enamel mug.
"It smells?"
Song Qing's eyes widened. She had actually been lying in bed for two days, and even after sweating for two days, she still felt incredibly sticky.
His words made her think that the smell on her head was so strong that he couldn't ignore it.
"No, we can wash them together. I'll take the clothes back to wash them later."
Distracted by his words, Song Qing forgot that she had just decided to ask him the truth.
"What will happen to An'an now that you're here? Does she know I'm injured? How did you get here? Where have you been staying all this time?"
Her questions came one after another, which actually improved Lu Yang's mood considerably.
“An’an and Xiao Hui are staying at my third aunt’s house. I didn’t tell her. I just said that we were on a mission and would find a guesthouse to stay in later.”
As he spoke, he kept moving his hands and feet, adjusting her posture and putting away the dirty clothes.
Looking into his bloodshot eyes, Song Qing suddenly reached out her hand.
"How did you get here?"
Lu Yang's breath hitched, and he let her cold hand touch his eyes. Song Qing pulled him over and made him sit down next to her.
"Have you not slept for the past two days? Driving for two days is so dangerous. Did Director Zhang explain to you that my injury isn't serious? I just didn't want you to worry, that's why I didn't tell you..."
Lu Yang couldn't control himself and turned his head to kiss her lips, silencing her before she could say anything.
He kissed her so hard, more hard than he had ever kissed before. Song Qing almost couldn't breathe. She ran her fingertips across his chest, scratching twice before Lu Yang finally released her.
"you……"
He had just washed his hands. He reached out and placed his fingers on her lips, rubbing them over the bite wound she had just made when her dressing was changed. Now, after he had bitten it, the wound was covered up.
Song Qing blinked hard twice. He hadn't been able to force tears out of his eyes when cold sweat fell in, but now he was able to force them out.
She wanted to say something more, but Lu Yang leaned closer again.
Song Qing forgot to ask anything after that, only knowing that as soon as she tried to speak, the man would come closer.
He even deliberately bit her lip with the tip of his teeth. Afraid of leaving a mark, Song Qing gave him a stern warning, which prevented him from going any further.
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"Sister Song Qing"
Chen Yushu arrived quite a while later. She only dared to enter when she saw that the door to Song Qing's ward was wide open and there was no one inside.
Song Qing sat there with her head down, reading a book, but a hint of red still lingered between her brows.
She had already washed her hair, and her soft strands hung down. Although she wasn't smiling, her brows were relaxed, and she seemed very at ease.
Chen Yushu suddenly blushed, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet. When Song Qing looked up and saw her like this, she quickly reached out and touched her lips.
You bastard, I told you not to kiss her in broad daylight. There are people coming and going around her place all the time. What if someone sees us?
"...Not this."
Chen Yushu looked to the side for a long time before quietly reminding her, pointing to her neck.
"..."
Song Qing gritted her teeth. There was no mirror here, so she could only button up the top of her clothes and let her hair down to cover her neck.
I don't know when he left those traces.
After a while, the two tacitly avoided bringing up the awkward topic. Chen Yushu came over to tell her that Zhou Kai had woken up.
"Really? That's great."
Song Qing was also very happy. The person who lost his life in his previous life had survived and lived well in this life. Xiao Shu no longer needed to feel guilty, and Master Yang no longer needed to suffer the pain of losing his young son in middle age.
"Yes, I just went to see him and happened to find him awake, he was awake for a while."
"It's good that he's awake. He's still very weak, but he'll get better."
Chen Yushu blinked, wiping away the tears in her eyes.
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