Sweet and dregs, being pinched and petted by the abstinent bodyguard!

Chapter 52 Tonight, this bed, he is asleep

Song Baizhou's cheeks were stained with a faint blush, he stood at the door, he didn't want to leave, he didn't want to leave.

He asked through a door, "Can you do it by yourself?"

After a while, the door replied, "Song Baizhou, can you pass me the clothes at the door?"

Song Baizhou bent down, picked up the clothes on the stool, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door of the bathroom was opened a crack, and a scent of shower gel came to the face, and a rosy, white and tender hand stretched out from inside.

He stared at the outstretched hand, his eyes were dark and deep. He didn't know if it was because the scent of the shower gel was a little hot, and he was inexplicably itchy.

"Where's the clothes?" A light voice from inside the door made him regain his senses.

After he stuffed the clothes in her hands into her hands, he quickly left this place of right and wrong.

At this moment, Song Baizhou was standing on the balcony, looking at the cold and silent forest in the distance, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he recalled the situation where he lost his composure like this before, it seemed that Fu Jingshuang was present every time.

To be precise, it was because of her every time, just like he chased after her without hesitation today.

Although he has never been in love, he is well aware of his strange feeling towards her.

From the first meeting, he told himself that he and she are not from the same world.

She has her way, and he also has his own bridge. Two people with different aspirations and different paths will not reach the end after all.

Therefore, even though he understood Fu Jingshuang's attitude towards him, he never responded. After Jiang Yannian's death, he just happened to be able to completely draw a line with her.

Is it because the fate between them is so deep that he met her again, or they are still in the same room in this way.

Song Baizhou rested his hands on the railing, staring into the distance in a daze, not noticing the approach of the woman behind him.

On an October night, the temperature was not high, especially in the mountains, the mountain wind blowing in from the balcony made Fu Jingshuang shiver uncontrollably after just taking a shower.

She stood by the glass door and poked her head out. She didn't know if her voice was too low, but she didn't respond when she called him twice.

Looking over from her line of sight, Song Baizhou's superior side face was covered with a blurred filter by the night, his facial features could not be seen clearly, but it made his usually indifferent face extra gentle.

Song Baizhou noticed a fiery gaze behind him, and when he turned his head, Fu Jingshuang was still staring at his face.

He looked a little uncomfortable, so he changed the subject, "Have you finished washing?"

Fu Jingshuang smiled lightly, and said with a hint of complaint, "What were you thinking just now, I called you several times but didn't hear you."

Song Baizhou didn't speak, he leaned on the railing, and didn't intend to enter the house.

Seeing this, Fu Jingshuang asked him, "Aren't you going to wash?"

"wash."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the room. Under the bright light, he noticed that the clothes on Fu Jingshuang were actually a loose skirt with a huge red flower printed on her chest. Flowers are quite in line with Aunt Li's taste.

Fu Jingshuang has an outstanding figure and a seductive appearance. When she wears it, it has a different flavor, but it is definitely not earthy.

Seeing her wearing this type of clothes for the first time, Song Baizhou wanted to laugh a little.

When Fu Jingshuang just got the dress in the bathroom, the corners of her eyes twitched. If she wasn't worried that the man in front of her would abandon her, she would have gone out naked.

She doesn't care if she doesn't wear this dress.

It's not disgusting, but mainly because she still needs to maintain her image in front of the man she likes.

She finally mustered up the courage to put on the upper body, and when she keenly caught the smile in the man's eyes, Fu Jingshuang wanted to die.

Fortunately, Song Baizhou didn't laugh at her face to face, he turned around and picked up the clothes on the bed, and went straight to the bathroom.

Song Baizhou washed very quickly, the whole process from him entering to coming out took no more than 10 minutes, so that when he just opened the door, Fu Jingshuang, who was still wondering where to sleep on the bed, was caught off guard and fell to the ground beside the bed .

Song Baizhou hurried over, and when he was about to help her up, the woman on the ground quickly got up from the ground. She rubbed her waist and smiled wryly, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Fu Jingshuang stood up, stared at the small bed, and asked him, "Which side do you want to sleep on?"

Just when she was still secretly happy that there was only one bed, the man beside her replied, "I'll ask my aunt if there are any other quilts at home, I'll just sleep on the floor."

"Okay, you go."

The reason why Fu Jingshuang agreed so readily was because she had anticipated his plan at this moment in advance. As early as when he was taking a bath, she deliberately colluded with Aunt Li.

Tonight, he will sleep in this bed.

But Song Baizhou felt uncomfortable when he heard her rare cuteness.

When he knocked on Aunt Li's room, it was Uncle Li who got up and opened the door. Uncle Li realized who was coming, and he smiled, "It's you, why haven't you slept so late?"

Song Baizhou explained his purpose, "Uncle, do you have any extra quilts at home? The bed in that room is a bit small."

Uncle Li immediately replied, "Yes, just wait, I'll get it for you."

Song Baizhou stood at the door and heard murmurs coming from the room. After a long time, Uncle Li moved to the door and smiled at him apologetically, "I'm sorry, I almost forgot, the quilt at home is still soaked in It's in the washing machine, it hasn't been washed yet."

"All washed?"

Uncle Li nodded, "Anyway, she is also your girlfriend, and she is not an outsider. It is normal for you to sleep together."

"No, uncle, me and her"

Uncle Li interrupted him, showing a meaningful smile, "Your uncle, I have been here, and I still don't understand your young people's little thoughts. Listen to your uncle. After tonight, you will understand uncle's good intentions." Bitter."

When Song Baizhou returned to the room, Fu Jingshuang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at the will in her hand.

The half of the space next to her seemed to be specially reserved for him.

Seeing him coming in, Fu Jingshuang put away the will and put it in a folder.

She looked at him, pretended not to know, and blinked innocently, "Are there no quilts at home?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

Fu Jingshuang tried her best to suppress the joy in her heart, with a calm expression on her face, "This bed is big enough for the two of us, just for one night."

Song Baizhou walked to the small sofa next to him and sat down, "I'll be here for one night as well."

"I don't mind being a girl. I really don't know why you are so hypocritical as a big man."

Fu Jingshuang really couldn't hold back her complaints. When she was lying down, her other foot accidentally hit her injured ankle, causing her to groan a few times in pain.

Seeing this, Song Baizhou hurried to the bedside, and when she wanted to check the injury on her foot, Fu Jingshuang withdrew angrily.

He glanced at her, knew that she was having a temper tantrum, and forcibly dragged her feet back.

He gently pinched her ankle, Fu Jingshuang twitched back in pain, she glared at him, "It hurts! Did you do it on purpose?"

"Uncle Li doesn't have any medicine for bruises at home. You have to go to the hospital tomorrow for your injuries," he replied.

Song Baizhou got up, and when he was about to walk to the sofa, a hand behind him grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Song Baizhou, Yehan is cold now, without a quilt, you will get sick if you sleep on the sofa."

"It's okay, I'm in good shape."

"Then take the quilt off the bed."

After finishing speaking, she threw the quilt on the bed, "If you don't cover it, I won't cover it either."

(End of this chapter)