The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 72 Don't get bored in the quilt
When Zhong Ze heard this, he smiled and remained silent.

Father Song was holding a small teapot in his hand, and was sitting on the sofa. A chess set was placed on a low glass table in front of him. He played alone, biting the spout of the pot, frowning and thinking.

Hearing the sound and looking up, he was suddenly ecstatic.

"Zhong Ze, come here quickly, and take a look at this chess game for uncle, what's the next move."

"Uncle Song." Zhong Ze called out politely, glanced at the chess game, and then pointed.

"Just move here, this move is wonderful." Father Song slapped his thigh excitedly, the tea in the small teapot almost spilled, he pulled Zhong Ze to sit down, and said repeatedly: "Zhong Ze, sit down, Accompany uncle to finish this game of chess."

This time, it lasted for more than half an hour.

Zhong Ze kept smiling politely. On the chessboard, you came and went to pay back, but his eyes turned to the direction of the second floor from time to time, several times in a row.

Song's father was usually considered a shrewd businessman, but now he was so absorbed in the chess game that he didn't pay attention to Zhong Ze's strange behavior.

After another 10 minutes, a game of chess was over.

Father Song took a sip of his tea, and said in a very unsatisfactory manner: "Zhong Ze, don't rush back, and play a game with Uncle."

In fact, it’s no wonder Song’s father grabbed Zhong Ze and didn’t let him go. There are only two women in the family. The son only returned home after several years of studying and starting a business in the United States. A prospective son-in-law, he is not willing to let go now.

Zhong Ze's expression froze slightly, and he nodded after a few seconds, "Okay, uncle..."

Song's father cheerfully set up the chessboard, and he was about to play the black pieces, when Song's mother walked over, snatched the black pieces from his hand, and gave a secret glance.

Turning around, Mother Song smiled at Zhong Ze with gentleness and kindness, but that penetrating gaze made Zhong Ze blush slightly.

"Zhong Ze, Sisi was shocked tonight. She hasn't gone downstairs to eat since she came back to sleep. My aunt just went to the kitchen to heat up a bowl of chicken soup. Can you serve it for me?"

Zhong Ze frowned slightly, and replied: "Okay, Auntie." When he took the soup bowl, he couldn't hold back and asked again: "Auntie, do you want to get some more food?" After such a long night, Song Sisi What should I do if I sleep until midnight and cry hungry?She has a history of this.

"The food is hot in the kitchen. If Sisi is hungry and wants to eat, I'll bring it up." Mother Song smiled, and the more she looked at Zhong Ze, the more pleasing she was to her eyes. This son-in-law probably didn't run away.

"Okay, then I'll go up first." Zhong Ze turned to look at Father Song, embarrassedly said: "Uncle, I'll play chess with you later."

Father Song responded with some reluctance: "Yes."

As soon as Zhong Ze turned around, Father Song's face darkened slightly, and he stared at Mother Song with dissatisfaction.

Song's mother pinched him, gritted her teeth and said, "It's more important to play chess or Zhong Ze to accompany your daughter!"

"..."

On the second floor, Zhong Ze stood outside Song Sisi's room door holding a bowl of chicken soup, paused for a few seconds, and knocked on the door with his fingers.

There was no sound coming from inside, maybe he was fast asleep.

The smell of chicken soup filled his mouth and nose. Zhong Ze hesitated again and again. He grabbed the doorknob and turned it. Fortunately, it was not locked from the inside, and the door opened.

Song Sisi was indeed sound asleep. She was lying on her side, the pink quilt was ravaged by her, and it was used as a quilt and a pillow. One leg was exposed, and the nightgown was messily lifted to her thigh. There are some faded bruises, which spoil the beauty a bit.

Zhong Ze Qingjun's face flushed instantly. How could he not know that those marks were all branded by him last night. Unexpectedly, after a day, there were still marks left.

In my mind, I can't help flashing some fragments of last night, his lips kissed her delicate Ruoxue skin, her lips overflowed with cat-like moans, he rushed into her body hurriedly and chaotically , she cried out in pain, as if the sound remained in his mind for a long time, on the heartstrings.

The chicken soup in the porcelain flower bowl began to cool...

Zhong Ze put the bowl on the bedside cabinet, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank.

On that jade-like white face, there were five brightly colored finger marks imprinted on it, which were very obvious, showing how much strength the person who hit him had used, and how painful it was at that time.

He had heard the news, so he went straight to Song's house right after leaving the operating room. Xu Nian didn't go into details on the phone, but now he knew that someone had actually slapped her in the face.

Feeling agitated in his heart, he was haunted by inexplicable emotions, he slowly stretched out his hand, hesitated a few times, and lightly touched the red mark on her face with her fingertips, she felt the pain, flinched, and opened a pair of sleepy-eyed eyes. eye.

"Zhong Ze..." Seeing his face, Song Sisi called out subconsciously. Just after waking up, she covered her mouth and yawned, rubbing her eyes. Then, the daze gradually dissipated, and her consciousness completely recovered. Shouted loudly suddenly: "Zhong Ze——!!!"

Sooner or later, a pink light flashed in front of Zhong Ze's eyes, and then Song Sisi hid under the quilt, wrapped up like a silkworm baby.

Zhong Ze chuckled, tugged at the corner of the quilt, and said in a gentle voice, "Come out, don't get stuffy in the quilt."

'Silkworm Baby' firmly shook his head.

Song Sisi under the quilt was about to cry, look what she did just now?He yawned again, rubbed his eyes again, and subconsciously wiped his mouth with his hands. Fortunately, there was no drooling.

The girl has a thin face, thinking that if the boy she likes sees her worst side, she will definitely leave a bad impression. She gritted her teeth, feeling extremely ashamed and annoyed at her hatred for herself.

"Come out, have you applied medicine to the wound on your face? Come out and let me see..." Zhong Ze pulled the quilt again, with a little more strength.

Song Sisi's voice came from under the quilt, and her hurried words were easily reminiscent of her expression, she must have blushed with embarrassment.

"Wipe it, why don't you go out first... I want to get up..."

"okay."

Footsteps sounded, and the door slammed.

Song Sisi secretly opened a slit, and seeing that there was no one sitting on the edge of the bed, she felt relieved, threw off the quilt and sat on the bed.

Without any hesitation, a snicker came into her ears, and she frowned when she looked at it, her face paled in fright!

"You, you, you..." Pointing at Zhong Ze standing by the door, Song Sisi talked for a long time without saying anything.

Zhong Ze put away his smile, walked over to pick up the chicken soup on the bed cabinet, stirred it twice, and said, "Auntie's hot chicken soup, drink it up, it's getting cold."

Song Sisi took the bowl in a daze.

The smell of chicken soup aroused the glutton in her belly, she felt very hungry, drinking the soup, and looked at Zhong Ze sadly from time to time, he got up and left the room with happiness.

A few minutes later, Zhong Ze brought the food, a small bowl of rice and three dishes, hot, full of color and fragrance.

Song Sisi was very hungry, and she didn't care to eat slowly, eating rice and vegetables in a big mouthful, and the whole meal looked heroic.

"Okay, I'm full..."

(End of this chapter)