"Song Heng, let me go," Shen Wan stumbled and was dragged by Song Heng, waving her hands angrily, but she couldn't get rid of his iron hand.
Song Heng turned a deaf ear to her angry shouting. With a livid face, he strode toward the study room with rapid strides.
"Ouch..." The road was already slippery because of the snow, and Shen Wan was walking unsteadily. Her feet slipped and she fell to her knees. Although she was wearing thick clothes in this winter, she suddenly fell to her knees and fell to the ground. It was quite painful on the icy stone road. When she fell, Song Heng was still dragging her, so she lay on the cold ground.
Song Heng heard the sound and stopped. Seeing that she had fallen, he hurriedly bent down to pick her up.
"Get away." Shen Wan stood up with her hands on the ground and punched Song Heng twice hard.
Song Heng's anger subsided a little, causing her to fall down, and she felt a little guilty in her heart.
"It wasn't broken, was it?"
"I don't need your hypocritical concern. What's going on? Do you want to throw me to death so that I can make room for you and Lin Qingxue?" She naturally knew that Song Heng didn't mean this, but she was very angry now and just wanted to cause trouble. Want to curse.
"No, it was my fault." Song Heng apologized immediately.
"Come on quickly! The ground is cold." Song Heng said and went to hug her again.
"Don't worry about it, get out..." Shen Wan slapped Song Heng who was approaching her with both hands.
Song Heng stood up and looked at her helplessly.
Shen Wan glared at him with sideways eyes, and climbed up with her hands on the ground. After standing up, the stinging pain in her knees made her facial features wrinkle together.
Seeing her like this, Song Heng knew that she had fallen, and he blamed himself even more.
"Did you fall?" he asked softly.
Shen Wan squinted her eyes at him, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
Song Heng frowned, walked forward, and hugged her sideways while she wasn't paying attention.
"What are you doing? You just drove me..." Shen Wan kicked her feet and beat Song Heng's chest hard with both hands.
Song Heng frowned and said, "Be more honest and fall carefully."
Don't tell me, Wan'er's fists are not big, so the blow was quite painful.
Shen Wan struggled harder and harder and hammered harder. She gritted her teeth and said, "Even if I fall to death, I don't want you to hug me."
Song Heng knew that she was talking angrily, so he sighed, let her struggle, and carried her to the study.
When he arrived at the study, he placed her on the couch in the inner room where he usually slept.
Shen Wan sat on the couch and scanned the surroundings with her eyes, and found that there was not even a charcoal-burning stove in the room. She knew that he usually slept, and it was so cold that he would not light a charcoal stove. , he is not afraid of the cold.
"What do you want to do? Tell me!" Shen Wan looked at Song Heng, who had his back to her and was rummaging around in the cabinet.
Song Heng found a bottle of medicated oil for treating bruises from the cabinet, pulled out a stool, and sat in front of Shen Wan.
"Let me take a look at your knees first." She had just knelt down and fell to the ground, and she might have broken her knees.
Shen Wan curled her lips mockingly, he was going to give her medicine!
"If General Song doesn't bother, this little injury won't kill anyone." Who caused her to fall? Now she's pretending to be a good person again.
Seeing that she was not cooperating, Song Heng directly grabbed her legs, pressed them on his own legs, and placed the medicinal oil in his hands on the couch.
"What are you doing?" A look of panic flashed across Shen Wan's face, and her legs were held down by Song Heng, unable to move.
Song Heng first lifted up her coat and skirt, and then pulled the cotton pants she was wearing to her knees, revealing her two jade-white calves.
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