On the fourth day of Xiao Sheng's night visit to Baiyuan's house, Gong Shiheng was raised for nearly ten days and could walk freely on the ground.
Although they were not in the country, Song Xiang and Yan Han still packed a room in the hotel to help him get rid of bad luck.
For several days in a row, Song Xiang would occasionally have dreams, but most of the time they were normal and she was in good spirits. Yan Han sent several medical teams to check her and made sure there was nothing wrong before she felt relieved.
"How does it feel?"
While she was basking in the sun by the window, Xiao Sheng suddenly sat down next to her.
Song Xiang knew what she was asking, and unconsciously touched his cheek with his hand, touching the tooth.
"It hurts a little."
"I didn't sleep last night." Xiao Sheng drank wine, but his eyes were looking for Yan Han's figure in the scene.
Song Xiang looked at her actions and wanted to laugh a little, "Don't worry, if something happens, I won't tell him that it was you."
Xiao Sheng rolled his eyelids and said, "Nonsense, with Yan Han's IQ, even if he has three or five episodes of encephalitis, he can still guess that it's me."
Song Xiang smiled helplessly.
"But are you sure you want to do this?" Xiao Sheng came over and whispered: "It's not a joke to get into trouble."
Song Xiang took advantage of the situation and leaned on her shoulder, saying, "I also have a temper. Those dirty things keep me awake. If I keep going on, I might get a knife from Yan Han in the middle of the night."
She was not joking, she had the idea of taking risks, it was exactly that night when she found that she was in a trance and couldn't control herself at all, which scared her so much that she couldn't sleep day and night.
Xiao Sheng nodded, "OK."
She finally understood that the two of them were each other's weakness and armor.
Normally, others look disgusted and crooked, but actually...who wouldn't envy you?
While the two were talking, Yan Han came over with a plate and raised his chin towards Xiao Sheng.
Xiao Sheng was speechless and walked away knowingly.
Yan Han sat down next to Song Xiang and stuffed a piece of foie gras into her mouth.
"You seem to like playing with her a lot lately."
Song Xiang held her chin up and said, "Captain Xiao is pretty good too."
"What's good?" Yan Han frowned and complained: "She helped Shiheng with his rehabilitation yesterday and treated people as her subordinates. She was almost able to trot, but she coughed up blood again last night."
Song Xiang: "..."
No wonder Gong Shiheng looked unhappy.
She smiled softly and swallowed what was in her mouth.
Yan Hanle had to feed her, but as soon as she swallowed it, another piece of food was stuffed into her mouth.
"What are you doing, feeding me like a piggy?"
"After feeding her for so long, I haven't seen you gain two ounces of meat." He held her in his arms, pressed her waist, frowned and said, "I haven't seen you have nightmares in the past two days, but you slept well."
not good."
Song Xiang knew that he was not relieved.
She leaned over and hugged his neck.
"I had a dream yesterday."
"Dream about your mother again?"
"No." Song Xiang shook his head and said, "I dreamed of being captured by an evil dragon. That ugly dragon had to ask me to be his wife."
Yan Yanhan had a smile in his eyes, "Then what? Are you done with it?"
"Of course not." She raised her head and said proudly: "The prince has come to save me. He is a handsome man."
Yan Han looked down at her, "Do you still have the lover of your dreams?"
Song Xiang nodded and kissed him on the chin, "Yeah."
"who?"
"I'm holding it now."
Yan Hanle was relieved, lowered his head, and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers.
Song Xiang's eyes were calm, "Prince."
"Um?"
"If I am captured by a dragon, you must remember to save me."
"Don't worry, I'll guard you and no one can catch you."
Song Xiang looked at him, lowered his head to suppress the emotion in his eyes, and nodded several times in succession.