However, Song Chen felt that tonight was indeed an opportunity.

It’s natural to take the opportunity to act like a spoiled person after being injured, right?

I am always a little embarrassed, but now I have a reason.

He came out after brushing his teeth. Seeing Zhao Jindong whispering again, he said all about work, both in Chinese and English.

He is so fluent and pure that he is a bit sexy. His English is also good, but he is mute English and can't do it if he opens his mouth. When he was living in a single apartment, he once met a foreigner downstairs to pick up the express delivery. The foreigner didn't know how to pick it up. He asked him, and he thought that he was not a problem to help the foreigner with his English. Who knew that he was stuttering and didn't say a complete sentence.

This is a question of the level of education. A pure and fluent foreign language requires money as the cornerstone. He does not have that condition.

When Zhao Jindong saw him come back, he went to the balcony to talk. It was already dark outside. Through the glass door of the balcony, he couldn't see clearly outside. He could only see Zhao Jindong's rough back, about tall, good figure, and very boss-like.

Song Chen climbed into bed and lay down, thinking that he would learn more foreign languages ​​even if he had time. It would definitely be useful to travel abroad in the future.

He really wanted to be an excellent person like Zhao Jindong. In terms of personal qualities, he really misses the Zhao family's sons a lot. I don't know how many years he has to work hard to catch up with them.

Zhao Jindong was busy for about half an hour before he rested. This time he turned off his phone directly.

"Have you disturbed?" Zhao Jindong asked by closing the balcony door.

Song Chen said: "No."

Zhao Jindong said: "I came back in a hurry and some work needs to be finished."

He said, then got up and went to the bathroom.

Song Chen was lying on the hospital bed, his heart was ready to move.

He was wondering how he would start.

After all, I was injured and was not honest in lying on the hospital bed. Thinking about it, it would be a little embarrassing. If Zhao Jindong could take the initiative, it would be the best.

Zhao Jindong took the initiative to hug him, and he refused politely, just as pretentious as he was.

Song Chen was full of hope and waited for Zhao Jindong to come out. Who knew that after Zhao Jindong came out of the bathroom, he said to him: "It's getting late, go to bed early."

Song Chen said, "I can't sleep."

"uncomfortable?"

"Headache."

Zhao Jindong stood up again: "I'll call the doctor."

"No need to go," Song Chen sighed in his heart. He failed to succeed in pretentiousness. It seems that he still has to take the initiative this time: "Just hug me."

"..." Zhao Jindong looked at him, his face was clear and dark.

This is the first time that Song Chen has officially acted coquettishly. His face becomes hot after he acts on his face, but he can't be timid at this time, as it's even more embarrassing to be timid.

So Song Chen frowned and forced himself to be fierce: "I'll let you hug me, don't you hear it."

Zhao Jindong wanted to laugh or not and looked at his bed.

After all, it is a luxurious ward and the bed is also very large, so sleeping for two people is not a problem.

He sat down beside Song Chen's bed, and suddenly realized the taste and knew why Song Chen had just brushed his teeth.

He said, "Don't it hurt?"

Song Chen didn't say anything, but moved to the side, giving Zhao Jindong a free space.

He discovered that when he first came over, it was useless to Zhao Jindong, so he had to be soft. Now he has turned around. He is a little tougher to Zhao Jindong, which is more useful than softer.

I think how disgusted Zhao Jindong was at the beginning of the time. If he fell in love with him, he would accept everything. A man’s heart is really a needle under the sea!

Zhao Jindong took the pillow and lay down on his bed. The medicine on Song Chen's bed was a bit heavy, and the medicine on his body was also very strong, covering his own breath. The hospital gown was a little loose and his figure looked very thin.

Song Chen is the kind of person who is not thin but looks very thin, but he actually has flesh on his arms and legs, and his butt is more fleshy.

"Go to sleep." Zhao Jindong said and turned off the headlights. Song Chen was about to say that he would just sleep like this, but Zhao Jindong hugged him in his arms.

Zhao Jindong's breath came to his face, and Song Chen fell into his warm embrace. The desires in his heart suddenly became much quieter. In fact, it was not bad to just sleep with your arms around.

But he was not sleepy yet. The heat in Zhao Jindong's arms was smothering him. There were small lights on in the room, both lights were on, and they could see the face clearly, but their mind was a little erratic. Song Chen stared at Zhao Jindong's chin.

The cyan stubble on his chin is scattered and looks very hard.

A man’s beard is sometimes a very sexy place. It is not a simple symbol of maleness, but a hard beard between beds. It can also be a man’s weapon to prick some sensitive parts.

Song Chen thought that if Zhao Jindong, a man who was like a chest control, licked him for a long time like last time, he would probably prick him...

It's really shameful.

Song Chen is a shameless person who can't help but can't help but be in a ruthless manner.

As a man, there is no need to be a stubborn person, he has to be an action player.

So Song Chen reached out and touched Zhao Jindong's chin.

Zhao Jindong moved for a moment and lowered his eyes to look at him. Song Chen said, "Your beard is so thorny."

As expected, it was as thorny, hard and rough as he thought.

Whether it is now or Song Chenchen, he has very few beards and does not shave frequently. Even the stubble that just emerges is softer than Zhao Jindong's.

He was about to touch his lips, and Zhao Jindong grabbed his hand and said, "I didn't have time to scrape it."

"How old are you starting to shave?"

"High school or college, I can't remember it."

"I started shaving in my sophomore year." Song Chen said this, and suddenly felt that he was missing something. He didn't know when Song Chen in the original work shaved his beard.

Who knew that Zhao Jindong said "hmm" and said, "You are nothing."

Song Chen thought this was so ambiguous.

Then Zhao Jindong added: "I'll talk about my mouth."

"I thought you said I was something else, so I said, why are I not tired? I..."

Who knew that his word "yin" had not been expressed, so he heard Zhao Jindong say in a deep voice: "Don't rogue."

Song Chen pursed his lips and held his breath in his chest.

After a while, Song Chen said again: "I may have scars on my forehead."

He still cared a little, mainly because he felt it was a pity. But now he looked like a scar on his forehead, and he was still a handsome guy. At worst, his bangs would be longer and covered.

However, Zhao Jindong will face him day and night in the future, and he will always see his scar.

"I asked the doctor, and the doctor said it would not be obvious. If you really mind, you can do medical beauty and other things now, right?" Zhao Jindong said: "Don't think about these things first. It's serious to take care of your injuries."

"I don't mind, I just don't know if you mind." Song Chen said.

Zhao Jindong passed one arm under his neck, touched the hair behind his ear with his big hand, and said, "I don't mind, it's not that ugly, I can't see it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Chen shook suddenly, and then he sniffed the air conditioner.

Zhao Jindong was shocked and immediately stood up: "Tell you not to move around, does it hurt?"

Song Chen said: "Then touch my ear."

“…”

There is no way, the best feeling is, and the earlobe is also a sensitive point. When Zhao Jindong touched it, the temperature on his fingers seemed to be charged, and his body instinctively reacted and wanted to hide, but he couldn't stand it.

Zhao Jindong didn't touch it on purpose. He always rubbed his fingers against his hair with one hand behind Song Chen's ear. However, when he snuggled up and spoke, his body's instinctive reaction was purely an accident when he touched Song Chen's earlobe.

He had no idea at all, and when Song Chen made this happen, some thoughts that he shouldn't have emerged in his mind.

But he has never been a man with sperm brains, and Song Chen is now injured. He sat up and said, "I'll go to that bed to sleep. Be honest and keep it up before you keep it. Don't be lazy."

"Don't be slutty", it's really what Zhao Jindong likes to say to him very much.

Song Chen watched Zhao Jindong lie down on another bed and said, "I can't sleep."

"Squint and count the sheep." Zhao Jindong said, then turned over, leaving only a figure behind him.

Song Chen looked at Zhao Jindong silently for a while, then closed his eyes.

If he failed, forget it, he would fight again after he recovered from his injuries. Knowing that Zhao Jindong liked him, he would be more confident. If he attacked again in the future, he could also adjust his strategy and firepower.

He closed his eyes and counted the sheep. When he was about eighty ripe, Zhao Jindong, opposite him, turned his head gently and looked at Song Chen who was lying flat with the soft light in the ward. His eyes were closed and his mouth was about to move. He was counting, and he would pause for a while, and then counting.

He slowly turned over and lay down facing Song Chen, looking at him.

In fact, everyone's focus on this incident is on the two parties involved, Song Chen and Zhao Xinzhi, but the waves that are stirring in Zhao Jindong's heart are no less than those of them.

But what he heard and saw was also comforting in his chaotic and unfortunate life. From then on, the farther farther farther, the nearer farther, the farther no longer hope, and the nearest one was considered an unexpected joy.

He was looking at Song Chen, and suddenly he found that Song Chen didn't count, so he opened his eyes, but he didn't open it completely, half open and half closed, as if he was in a daze.

Song Chen found that counting sheep was useless to him. After counting for so long, he was still sleepy at all. Instead, he became more and more awake as he counted. Occasionally, he forgot how much he had counted.

He opened his eyes and was stunned for a while, in a half-empty state.

When Zhao Jindong saw Song Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and touched his earlobe.

After touching it, a sexy and stupid smile appeared on his face. A person with white skin looked like a beautiful face in the hazy halo, and his sarcastic and sweet spring look really made people feel itchy.

Song Chen was distracted, and with a secret thought in mind, he turned his head to look at Zhao Jindong who was sleeping on the bed next to him.
Chapter completed!