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

Chapter 54 Song Baizhou, Do You Like Me?
When Fu Jingshuang came out of the kitchen, she saw two people at the door whispering to each other.

Song Baizhou bowed his neck slightly, his face was reddish, as if he had heard something unsuitable for children.

When she walked over, the whispering between the two stopped abruptly, and Uncle Li smiled at her, "Thank you for cleaning the dishes for me."

For decades, he has been cleaning the dishes for every meal. Today, thanks to her, he can be lazy for once, and the more he looks at the little girl in front of him, the more he likes it.

After breakfast, Fu Jingshuang didn't stay any longer. Since they were in a remote location, she had to ask Uncle Li to take them to the bus stop ten miles away by tricycle. Before they left, she didn't wait for Aunt Li to come back from the market.

When she walked out of the fence at the door, she turned around and found that Song Baizhou hadn't followed, but was staring at the clothes drying pole at the door instead.

Fu Jingshuang followed his line of sight and saw that Uncle Li and Aunt Li's clothes were drying on the clothes rail.

What a nice look.

She asked him suspiciously, "Song Baizhou, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Song Baizhou withdrew his gaze, and quickly followed.

After Uncle Li rode his tricycle out of the shed, he brought two small benches from the house and put them on it. After Fu Jingshuang and Song Baizhou sat on them one after another, the wheels rolled, and the morning breeze blowing in front of them made Fu Jingshuang I feel a rare sense of comfort and freedom.

When Song Baizhou looked at her from the side, she was enjoying her eyes closed, her long hair was flying in the wind, her face was clean and refined without any makeup, she slightly raised her lips, two shallow pear dimples loomed, her whole body It's like a painting of beauties, which makes people's hearts flutter.

Although the mountain road was winding, it was wide and unimpeded. In less than half an hour, Uncle Li sent them to the nearest bus stop.

Before leaving, Uncle Li still gave Song Baizhou a knowing look, "Xiao Song, you must remember what uncle told you, your uncle will never lie to you."

Fu Jingshuang looked at Uncle Li's disappearing figure, turned her head and asked the man beside her curiously, "What did Uncle Li tell you?"

At just the right time, a blue bus was slowly approaching, and Song Baizhou took the opportunity to change the subject, "The bus is here."

Almost along the way, Fu Jingshuang kept asking what Uncle Li had whispered to him, but Song Baizhou kept looking out of the window after getting into the car and didn't say a word.

When the bus was about to reach JC downtown, Song Baizhou's shoulders suddenly sank, and he turned his head. Fu Jingshuang fell asleep at some point, and her head shook slightly with the bus.

Song Baizhou didn't bother her, but moved his body towards her, tilted his left shoulder, and gently adjusted her head to a comfortable position.

After all, the journey of more than two hours is really drowsy.

After getting out of the bus station, Fu Jingshuang didn't go directly back to Nancheng Villa, but followed Song Baizhou to his rental house.

Apart from the inconvenience of her feet, the most important thing was that it was safer to stay by Song Baizhou's side.

Thinking that she had been followed for several days without realizing it, Fu Jingshuang became more and more afraid.

For so many years, Jiang Tian has tried his best, and even Zhou Minglan, who has always been shrewd and sharp-eyed, has been deceived by his pretentiousness. Since he took over the Jiang family, the only thing Zhou Minglan can keep is the old house of the Jiang family.

His methods are ruthless enough to be seen.

This time he sent someone to follow and kidnap her, but before he succeeded, the next time he might kill her, she didn't dare to test Jiang Tian's bottom line.

A person like him who even plans on his own father has no bottom line at all.

As soon as he entered the room, Song Baizhou pulled her to the side of the bed and sat down. He dragged out the medicine box from under the bed, lifted her slightly swollen ankle, and gently applied the medicine.

Fu Jingshuang looked at him taking medicine seriously for herself, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, the more she looked at her, the more she felt a sense of seeing her little boyfriend.

When her gaze fell on the back of his hand, two fresh scars stung her eyes.

These two scars are the traces left after the last car accident. She will never forget the scene where he rolled out of the car holding her when her life was hanging by a thread. Even after he passed out, his hands were still tight shielded his head.

Is it really just a simple bodyguard duty?

"Song Baizhou, do you like me?"

In the quiet air, Fu Jingshuang's plain voice suddenly sounded without any warning.

When the man squatting at her feet heard this sentence, his hands froze for a moment. He couldn't figure out why she asked him this question so suddenly, and he didn't know how to answer it.

Just because he agreed to be her bodyguard doesn't mean he's going to cross the line.

He just wants to be like before, just a bodyguard with him.

Therefore, he didn't want to make the relationship between the two of them awkward and cramped because of this matter.

Song Baizhou put her feet back on the side of the bed, then skillfully put away the medicine box and walked into the kitchen, obviously choosing to avoid the question she just asked.

Barefoot, Fu Jingshuang moved to the side of the glass door, and changed the subject tactfully, "Are you cooking?"

"Well, what would you like to eat?" he asked her while cleaning the stove.

She remembered that his refrigerator was full of instant food, so there shouldn't be many options, and she even doubted whether he could cook.

She replied very sensiblely, "I'm not picky eaters, you can do whatever you can."

Being under someone else's roof, you can't be too picky.

Fu Jingshuang was sitting by the bed, and when she took out her mobile phone from her dirty leather bag, it was already turned off. She glanced at the bedside tables on both sides, and they were clean, except for a pack of tissues.

She opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there was a black box inside, and beside the box lay a wrapped white charger.

Fu Jingshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't expect him to have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She pulled out the charger and glanced at it, which happened to match the model of her mobile phone.

When she was about to close the drawer, she became curious about the black box inside.

A small box like this should contain some more important things.

But without my consent, would it be a bit immoral?

Fu Jingshuang poked her head and glanced at the busy figure in the kitchen. She was just looking, not stealing.

After some self-consolation, Fu Jingshuang picked up the black box, and when she opened it, a diamond-encrusted watch came into view.

This watch was the first time they met, and she gave it to him to thank him for saving her from Chen Jianye.

This watch is also a coming-of-age gift from her grandfather, and its importance to her is self-evident.

She had been to this rental house several times before, but she had never seen it before. She thought he had sold it, but she didn't expect him to keep it until now.

Just as she was about to pick up an exquisite black gift box next to the watch, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her, and she took it first.

She raised her head and met Song Baizhou's angry eyes.

(End of this chapter)