Chapter 19 My clean hands can only be touched by you
Although Song Tang had no plans to make it public, being held by Rong Chuqin and leaving the banquet in front of everyone made her feel affirmed.
"Shen Kuo, get the car."
Rong Chuqin didn't hide it at all. He knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring behind him, but he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Don't let my wife catch a cold in the wind."
Assistant Shen Kuo was very excited, "Okay, wait a moment, right away!"
Song Tang: "..."
After getting in the car, one said to go home and the other to the hospital. Shen Kuo was in trouble. Should he listen to the boss or the boss's wife?
"If you go to the hospital for this minor injury, won't you lose your life? Go home!"
"But it keeps bleeding."
Rong Chuqin licked it with his tongue. The wound was inside and would not heal easily, but it was not a big problem. More importantly, it wanted to make her feel distressed.
"It's okay, just go home and apply some medicine. Shen Kuo, why don't you go home quickly?!"
The master and servant have worked together for many years, and their tacit understanding has always been there. No matter how hesitant, Shen Kuo understands his boss's thoughts.
It seems that the ring is expected to be given away tonight.
Shen Kuo's car drove as excitedly as Rong Chuqin's mood, driving at a furious pace all the way. The half-hour drive actually only took about ten minutes.
Back in Jiangjingyuan, Rong Chuqin's mouth was still bleeding intermittently. Song Tang sat him down on the sofa and looked around for the medical kit.
"Where is your medicine kit?"
Rong Chuqin corrected: "Our medicine box is under the coffee table."
Song Tang understood and turned to look at him. He even raised his eyebrows deliberately. His serious look was really childish, making people helpless and funny.
He took out the medical kit, took out the sterilized cotton balls, and stuffed them into his mouth.
One was not enough, so five were stuffed in a row.
The left side of Rong Chuqin's face seemed to have a big bulge in his mouth.
"Suck it for a while first, and then vomit it after the bleeding stops."
"Yeah, yeah."
Now he looks like an obedient little puppy, but just now he was a wolf.
Song Tang saw the wound on the back of his hand again. The place that was scabbed was now bleeding a little.
The joints on the back of the hand are movable areas, and they can easily crack if scabbed. His punch made Song Yuan, a grown man, unable to get up, which shows his strength. The scab was also rubbed away.
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"Don't move, your hand is hurt again." She held his hand, folded a iodophor cotton swab, and applied it carefully on the wound.
Rong Chuqin was so happy that even with so many cotton balls stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising.
"Does it hurt?"
It turned out that it didn't hurt, but when he asked, Rong Chuqin immediately frowned, and his soft and waxy voice had a long ending, "Hiss...it hurts..."
Song Tang: "..."
He touched the left side of his face with his other hand, "Song Yuan was so strong, he hit me so hard that stars shot out of my eyes, and it hurt me to death."
Song Tang deliberately asked: "It hurts so much, why don't you go to the hospital?"
"I can't let the little nurse contaminate my clean hands."
"Then who gave you the medicine last time?"
"I wiped the conscience of heaven and earth myself. My pure and pure hands can only be touched by you."
"..."
You can't say it, surrender to the head office, right?!
However, once Rong Chuqin's sultry physique came to the forefront, he couldn't stop. While shouting that it hurt, he tilted his head and leaned on Song Tang's shoulder, and put his painful hand on her arm.
If his leg wasn't injured, he would have lifted his leg and pressed it on her knee.
Song Tang knew that he did it on purpose and let him stick to her body. He asked angrily and funnyly: "Have you had enough fun?"
"Of course not."
"If you keep doing this, I'll beat them up."
"No, no, I'm thick-skinned and can take a few punches, but it won't be worth it if it hurts your hand."
"Sit tight."
"oh……"
There was no one around, so Song Tang kept staring at him with inquiring eyes, wanting to see how he changed his face and how he pretended to be cute.
They stared at each other for a long time. As they watched, the two of them laughed in unison.
Rong Chuqin asked in a cautious tone: "Your relationship with their family is not that good, right?"
Song Tang didn't avoid it and said softly "Yeah".
When she was little, she didn't know what was good or bad. Her second uncle and second aunt took her home, gave her toys, and said she would treat them as her parents from now on, so she really treated them as her parents.
However, as she grew older, she also gradually understood that her second uncle and second aunt would always be her second uncle and second aunt, and they could not be her parents due to blood ties.
"That Song Yuan..." Rong Chuqin felt uncomfortable speaking directly, "I used to think that he was very strict with you, but today, I think he... is too strict?"
"He cares about me. He would quarrel when my second aunt favored Song Shu. I also felt very distressed. But when I think that his starting point is for me, I can't blame him."
Maybe it was because she had been like this since she was a child. She didn't find it strange. Song Yuan had always been so confused.
During those long and lonely years in the Song family, Song Yuan was the only relative who gave her warmth.
Rong Chuqin shook his head, "Based on my understanding of men, I think he is more than just caring about you."
"My brother is different from you. Don't use your dirty thoughts to evaluate my brother."
"Am I dirty?..." The wolfish nature rose slightly, "Will you know my truly dirty thoughts?"
Song Tang rolled her eyes at him, leaning so close, she could smell the faint fragrance of his body, both on his hair and on his body.
Today is the Fu family's cocktail party. He is attending as a distinguished guest, so he must dress up.
Not to mention, he is really handsome.
Realizing that the distance was dangerous, Song Tang pushed him and said, "Spit up the cotton ball."
"oh……"
He obeyed obediently, stretched out his foot to hook the trash can, and spit the cotton ball into it.
There isn't much blood stains on the cotton ball.
"Open your mouth and let me see."
Rong Chuqin faced the bright chandelier and opened his mouth.
"My teeth hit the flesh, and a piece of it was broken."
"Well, it hurts."
Song Tang was a little speechless and continued with a cold face: "Fortunately, there is no bleeding anymore. I don't need to brush my teeth today. I also need to rinse my mouth gently."
"good."
Whatever his wife says, he will hang himself immediately even if his wife asks him to die.
Noticing that his position was getting closer to her, Song Tang stood up in time and put the medicine box back to its place as if nothing had happened.
His thoughts were all on his face, and she couldn't help but see it.
If he brought it up explicitly, she didn't know what she would do.
They are already married, and it has happened once before. To refuse again would be pretentious.
——"Just think of falling in love with Xiao Rong, don't worry about it, just worry about your kidneys."
fall in love?
Falling in love again with the same man?
However, she always believed that a good horse never turns back. If you couldn't go on at first, and you still can't go on again, then why bother?!
Rong Chuqin didn't give her time to think about it. When she squatted down to put the box, he sat on the carpet, opened his hands, and hugged her from behind...