Embarrassing, shameful, if there was a crack in the ground, Sui Xinlei would get in without hesitation.

Although there is no ground seam, there is a broad and thick chest in front of him.

Subconsciously, Sui Xinlei's still flushed face was buried deeply into Song Chenyang's chest.

As for Song Chenyang, he was not as embarrassed as Sui Xinlei. He was much calmer.

Of course he noticed it. How could he not understand Sui Xinlei's shame and embarrassment at this moment? He stretched out his hand and caressed Sui Xinlei's back intentionally.

After his eyes stayed on Sui Xinlei for a while, he then looked towards the door of the ward.

Severely, Song Chenyang gave the person standing at the door a warning.

The people at the door of the ward couldn't help but shrink their necks after receiving the piercing look in Song Chenyang's eyes. I guess, no one would be happy if it disturbed the ambiguous scene between you and me just now, right?

Immediately, Song Chenyang saw the corners of the man's mouth raised, and he walked toward the center of the ward with a flattering smile.

"Second brother, Sister Xinlei, I was sorry just now!"

At this time, Sui Xinlei also moved her face away from Song Chenyang's chest. It could be seen that the red on her cheeks that was originally stained by passion and embarrassment had not faded.

Ding Fan Shichen. Facing the person standing on the hospital bed, Sui Xinlei was still a little embarrassed, but the two people's eyes inevitably collided in the air.

The woman in front of me is wearing a long skirt made of multiple colors. If you look closely at the patterns on the long skirt, you can see that the patterns printed on the outside are very ethnic.

On the outside of the long skirt, there is also a sky blue denim jacket. The inside is charming and soft, and the outside is handsome and strong. The strong visual contrast creates an excellent effect.

Her long black hair hangs down casually, with exaggerated large silver earrings on her ears, and ethnic-style bracelets on her arms. Such attire adds a bit of exotic style to the woman in front of her.

beautiful.

Sui Xinlei knew the person in front of her, but the attire of the person in front of her made Sui Xinlei feel a little strange.

Song Ximin is actually the little girl Song Ximin! She came back from Lijiang, Yunnan.

She just stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at herself with a smile. Sui Xinlei naturally did not ignore the ambiguity flowing in her eyes.

Thinking of just now, Sui Xinlei felt that her cheeks were getting a little hot again.

Then, what Sui Xinlei saw was that Song Ximin's lips raised a flattering smile, and she playfully stuck out her tongue towards herself and Song Chenyang who were sitting on the hospital bed.

"Second brother, Sister Xinlei, I was really sorry just now!"

Especially when she said the word "just now", Song Ximin deliberately cast her eyes back on Sui Xinlei, and then stared at her with deep meaning.

Song Ximin flew back to Yucheng from Lijiang, Yunnan this morning. She didn't tell Sui Xinlei and Song Chenyang because she wanted to give them a surprise.

So, after getting off the plane, Song Ximin went to Song Chenyang and Sui Xinlei's apartment.

However, when she knocked on the apartment door, the person Song Ximin saw was not Sui Xinlei or Song Chenyang, but Sui's mother, to her surprise.

Then, she learned from Sui's mother that Sui Xinlei was ill and hospitalized, so Song Ximin took a taxi to the hospital as soon as she put down her luggage.

However, by coincidence, the moment Song Ximin opened the door to the ward, she saw the embarrassing and embarrassing scene just now.

If it was really an accident just now, then what happened next was done intentionally by Song Ximin.

A little naughty factor surged in Song Ximin's heart, so there was the inappropriate interruption just now.

Without looking, Sui Xinlei knew that her face must have turned red again. Unlike Sui Xinlei, who was thin-skinned, Song Chenyang still had a calm face.

However, only Song Ximin knew the displeasure hidden behind this calmness; Song Ximin also knew that although Song Chenyang was displeased, it was difficult to get angry.

Song Chenyang's appearance is what Song Ximin wants to see.

However, after having fun, Song Ximin still saw a hint of coldness and warning flashing in those amber eyes.

It would be strange for Song Chenyang not to be angry because he disturbed a pool of spring water just like that! It's just because Sui Xinlei was present that Song Chenyang couldn't get angry easily.

After all, there were still some people who were afraid of Song Chenyang, so she did not continue the topic any further.

Song Ximin took off the shoulder bag from the chair aside and sat down on the side of the hospital bed:

"Second brother, how do you take care of your wife? How do you take care of Sister Xinlei like this, even to the point where she is admitted to the hospital?"

As soon as he sat down, Song Ximin began to question Song Chenyang.

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When asked by Song Ximin, Song Chenyang felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't know how to answer Song Ximin and was speechless for a moment.

In fact, Song Ximin's question was correct. It was really because she failed to take good care of Sui Xinlei that she suffered so much grievance.

Because of Song Ximin's questioning, Song Chenyang felt guilty for Sui Xinlei. At the same time, he cast his eyes towards Sui Xinlei.

As for Song Ximin, it seems that she doesn't want to get Song Chenyang's answer. What she cares about most now is Sui Xinlei.

It's not like Song Ximin didn't miss the sick look on Sui Xinlei's face.

Song Ximin learned from Sui's mother: Sui Xinlei experienced a life and death test last night.

Involuntarily, Song Ximin stretched out her hand and gently stroked the back of Sui Xinlei's hand. On the back of Bai Xi's hand, traces of being pricked by a needle could still be clearly seen.

That was the proof that Sui Xinlei went through a life and death test last night.

"Sister Xinlei, does it hurt?"

Unable to help herself, Song Ximin's fingers gently traced the trace, and the distress in her eyes was so obvious.

Song Ximin knew that at this moment, Sui Xinlei was hurting not only from the superficial wound, but also from the wound deep in her heart, the pain of the loss of her loved one.

Sui's mother told Song Ximin that Sui Xinlei was ill and hospitalized. Naturally, Song Ximin also learned about the death of Sui's father.

Sui Xinlei understands the concern and distress shown in Song Ximin's eyes. She doesn't know since when, there has been such a tacit understanding between her and Song Ximin, so tacit that she can know the other person's thoughts with just a glance.

So, of course, Sui Xinlei feels the same way about Song Ximin.

Although the little girl in front of me is playful and playful at times, she has a kind heart underneath her frank appearance.

For Song Ximin, Sui Xinlei not only regarded her as her sister-in-law, but she also treated Song Ximin as her own sister.

Involuntarily, Sui Xinlei stretched out her hand and held the hand that was gently stroking the back of her hand. Sui Xinlei raised the corners of her mouth and shook her head gently:

"It doesn't hurt!"

Perhaps she didn't want Sui Xinlei to think of Sui's father and continue to be immersed in the sadness of Sui's father's death. Song Ximin quickly changed the topic.

"Sister Xinlei, wait a moment! I have a gift for you."

Gift? Give it to me? Sui Xinlei looked at Song Ximin's excited face and became a little curious.

Looking at Song Ximin, Sui Xinlei turned her face sideways and tilted her head. She saw Song Ximin turn around and take over the shoulder bag that she had placed on the chair next to the hospital bed.

Mysteriously, those watery eyes glanced at Sui Xinlei. Her actions not only made Sui Xinlei more curious, but also attracted the attention of Song Chenyang, who was standing by the window sill and ignored by Sui Xinlei and Song Ximin.

Those two thick eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly, and Song Chenyang also looked towards the hospital bed.

Two silver bells suddenly appeared in the ward, and also appeared in the sights of Song Chenyang and Sui Xinlei.

Because of Song Ximin's movements, the two bells made a crisp and sweet sound, which was particularly pleasant to hear.

"Here, sister Xinlei, I found this when I was shopping in a small store in Lijiang, Yunnan. It was a jewelry store called 'Love Station', which specializes in selling handicrafts made by locals in Lijiang, Yunnan. In

When I first saw this pair of bells, I liked them very much, and I think you, Sister Xinlei, will also like them."

While introducing Sui Xinlei, Song Ximin handed the pair of silver bells to Sui Xinlei and then placed them in her hands.

Yes, Song Ximin was right, she really liked the pair of silver bells in her hands.

He just held these two bells in his hands, and then raised them up. If you look closely, you can see that the shape of this pair of silver bells is very unique: different from ordinary bells, this pair of bells was made to pass a man and a car.

Two female figures.

It can be seen that their workmanship is extremely delicate, from the outlines of a man and a woman to the details of two men and a woman: even the expressions on the faces of a man and a woman are created to be lifelike.

The special thing about this pair of bells is that there is an invisible button in the middle of the bell. When the invisible button is buttoned, the two bells merge together: the two bells, one male and one female, are nestled together.

When the invisible button is untied, the two bells, one male and one female, separate independently.

It was really interesting! For a moment, Sui Xinlei became playful, stretched out her other hand, and gently teased the small copper bells on the two bells with her fingers.

Immediately, the pair of bells made a clear and sweet sound.

Seeing the joy on Sui Xinlei's face, Song Ximin knew that what she did was right.

"The owner of that shop said that this pair of silver bells is called 'love'. This pair of men and women are actually the legendary gods of love. The bells made into the shape of men are the male gods of love; and the female ones are the gods of love.

The ones are the goddess of love. They guard the love of lovers in the world, because this pair of silver bells have been blessed by love, so the boss told me that whoever owns this pair of silver bells will be able to

Have a lifetime of happiness; this is a pair of bells that symbolize love and happiness. It can not only bring people love, but also happiness: it can make people who are in love happier, and at the same time, it can also make people who are not yet in love happier.

Those who find love can find their own love in the next moment."

Love bell, a bell blessed by the God of Love. How magical and how inspiring it is.

Involuntarily, Sui Xinlei liked this pair of silver bells even more.

"The boss said that there is another magic feature about this pair of silver bells."

The magical thing, when Song Ximin said it was so magical, Sui Xinlei's curiosity was aroused even more.

Men and women are different, men are more rational than emotional, while women are the opposite, often more emotional than rational.

Women will be obsessed with anything like horoscopes, tarot cards, and all the superstitious things about love fortune, but men will not. Reason tells them that those are all nonsense and have no scientific basis at all.

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Often, such a man will be dull and serious in his work and life, and will not know how to be romantic.

Song Chenyang is such a person.

I saw the corner of Song Chenyang's mouth twitching slightly, and a disapproving light flashed in his eyes: These two women in front of him are really...vexn.

Although Song Chenyang would not believe these things that had no scientific basis, he was curious about one thing. He was curious about the "magic" of the pair of silver bells that Song Ximin said.

"This pair of silver bells, when the two bells are separated, even if they are far apart, as long as one of the bells makes a sound, the other one will make the same sound due to induction.
To be continued...