Chapter 477 Time Banquet: He is a pilgrimage saint!
Aunt Yin also kindly walked the two of them to the door of the room and said, "I have put the pajamas and toiletries outside for you. You can see them when you enter the room."
"Besides, you have drank a lot, so don't turn the bath water on so hot, and don't take a bath for too long, or you may feel uncomfortable."
"Okay, I won't disturb you two from resting. Good night."
Aunt Yin went downstairs. Song Jing and Shi Yan stood at the door of the opened room, not going inside for a moment.
Shi Yan coughed lightly and said, "It's so late and it's not appropriate to bother Aunt Yin to clean up a room. Why don't we make do with it tonight?"
Song Jing didn't say anything. He entered the room first, took the pajamas on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
"Jing'er, you drank a lot, don't take a shower for too long," Shi Yan reminded.
Song Jing hugged his pajamas, turned around and glanced at him coldly, then entered the bathroom.
Shi Yan then walked into the room, turned around and closed the door.
Song Jing's eyes looked fierce just now, but in fact the focus of his eyes was not sharp, and he could already tell that he was a little drunk.
The reason why I can still act as usual now is probably because all the alcohol in the soaked wine I drank has not been fully recovered.
Aunt Yin knew Song Jing's character, so the sheets and quilts she prepared were all simple and plain.
Shi Yan looked around and found that there was a thermostatic kettle that had boiled water on the bedside table in the room. The current temperature was 45, which was just right.
Presumably Aunt Yin also knew that Song Jing would drink a lot of wine with Uncle Yin every time he came, so she had prepared all these in advance.
Shi Yan sat down by the bed, feeling the most comfortable he had been in this period of time.
After all, he still likes to stay with Song Jing.
After a while, the bathroom door had not yet opened. Shi Yan was a little worried and went to knock on the door.
"Song Jing, have you washed yourself?"
There is no sound in the bathroom, and you can't even hear the sound of water pouring.
Shi Yan was startled and wanted to open the door. The bathroom door clicked open from the inside, and Song Jing came out with wet hair and looked at him coldly.
Shi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Jing passed him and prepared to go to bed directly.
Shi Yan hurriedly went into the bathroom and took out a dry towel, "Wipe the water off your hair first."
When Song Jing didn't reach out, Shi Yan tentatively asked, "Shall I wipe it for you?" He had done this kind of thing before.
Song Jing lowered his thick eyelashes and said nothing.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Shi Yan took a step forward, covered Song Jing's head with a dry towel, and began to wipe her hair.
Song Jing didn't move or wave his hand away.
Shi Yan was happy for a moment. After wiping her hair with a towel, she went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer.
Song Jing was still sitting by the bed. Although there was no expression on her face, Shi Yan felt that she was a little obedient and obedient.
I also knew that I would wait for him to come back and dry my hair.
Shi Yan used a hair dryer to blow dry Song Jing's hair, running his fingers through her long, soft black hair, and felt soft in his heart.
After drying her hair, Shi Yan poured her another half cup of warm water, "Drink some warm water and go to bed."
Song Jing took the warm water and drank it in one breath.
Shi Yan took the cup and put it on the bedside, "Go to sleep. I'll go wash up."
Song Jing said nothing, while Shi Yan took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
He was thinking that Song Jing might be drunk, and he was afraid that she would be uncomfortable and vomit or something, so he took a bath and brushed his teeth very quickly.
When he came out after washing, he thought Song Jing had gone to bed, but Song Jing was still sitting on the edge of the bed without even moving his position.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Shi Yan stepped forward and asked softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Hmm." Song Jing finally spoke, his voice carrying the lazy tone of a drunken man, and a little vague.
Hearing what she said, Shi Yan knew that Song Jing was pretending to be drunk when he was at the Hongmeng Hotel.
Because her current state is completely different from that then.
Shi Yan's voice became softer, "What's wrong with you?"
"Here." Song Jing lowered his eyelashes and raised his hand to hold his heart, "It hurts here."
Shi Yan's heart tightened, Song Jing said she was heartbroken.
Song Jing repeated again, "It hurts here." This time there was a hint of crying in her voice, and tears dripped from her lower eyelashes, hitting the back of Shi Yan's stretched out hand.
Shi Yan's fingers trembled as if they were burned by lava.
"Jing'er..." Shi Yan's voice was tight.
Song Jing opened his eyes and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Why did you stab my heart? I'm in so much pain that I'm about to die. Do you know?"
"I'm sorry. Baby, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I deserve to die."
How could Shi Yan bear Song Jing like this? He hugged her into his arms sadly, "I deserve to die."
"You don't deserve to die, it's me who should die." Song Jing shook his head in his arms and burst into tears.
Shi Yan felt heartbroken. He let go of Song Jing and held her face, "Baby, the matter is already like this, let's not pursue it, okay?"
"I know that if our situation were reversed, you would make the same decision as me."
"So, let's stop worrying and spend the rest of the time together, okay?"
"No." Song Jing curled his lips, "I will definitely save you."
Shi Yan panicked, and the first thing that came to his mind was blood transfusion.
"Baby, I've already asked Master. The blood between the two of us can only be exchanged once. Don't even think about exchanging blood back from me, otherwise we will both die."
When Shi Yan asked this question, he was afraid that Song Jing would know the truth in advance and exchange his blood with him.
Shi Yan was really relieved when he heard that it could only be changed once and could not be changed again.
"Medicine." Song Jing blinked.
When Shi Yan heard that it was medicine, he felt relieved.
"Now it's really me who is sick, and you have medicine to cure me."
"No." Song Jing shook his head again, "The medicine...the medicine hasn't been developed yet."
Shi Yan found that Song Jing was inexplicably cute when he was drunk, and she was willing to tell him what was hidden in her heart. She couldn't help but take someone with her and sit down next to her, "It's okay, then I'll wait for you to research the medicine."
"It's agreed." Song Jing turned to look at him, his eyes full of seriousness, "You have to wait for me, and you are not allowed to hide anymore."
"Okay." Shi Yan nodded, "I won't hide anymore and will always be by your side, okay?"
"Okay." Song Jing sniffed, "If you don't keep your words, I will... I really don't want you anymore."
"Then do you still want me now?"
"Yes!" Song Jing was very sure and nodded heavily.
Shi Yan's heart softened and her chest was filled with tenderness. She couldn't help but reach out and touch Song Jing's beautiful cheek.
Song Jing looked at him, his eyes a little wandering, but very serious.
Shi Yan supported the bed with one hand, leaned forward and kissed her lips that smelled slightly of alcohol and had the sweet scent of toothpaste.
The thick and heavy longing for each other collided, and the gentle and shallow kiss that was originally intended to break up at the first touch gradually deepened, and the movements became more and more passionate and profound.
Song Jing clung to Shi Yan like a drowning man.
Shi Yan knelt in front of Song Jing with a pious expression, like a pilgrim saint.
This is his god, his most precious treasure, and the one and only thing that he is willing to sacrifice his life for.