Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

In the hospital, looking at Su Kui who was quietly asleep, Song Cheng's heart, which had been hanging high, finally fell back to the original place, and opened the door lightly and walked out.

The friend Pei Haoran had a evil smile on his lips, wearing a white coat, leaning against the wall with his hands in his arms, looking at him.

"Speak, what the **** is going on?"

"Huh? What?"

Pei Haoran raised his eyebrows and angered in the direction of the ward. "Ah, don't pretend to be stupid!"

Glancing at him coldly, Song Cheng's eyebrows were hard to hide, and he randomly found a chair according to his temple and sat down. "That's what you see."

Pei Haoran's eyes widened, and Junxiu's face was full of consternation, "What did you do?"

Song Cheng's phoenix eyes closed tightly, leaning his head against the wall and fascinated, without answering.

"No, isn't it?" Pei Haoran swallowed hard, organizing the language with difficulty, "When ... why did you get so bad? That she ..."

Pointing to Su Kui's ward, "Did you do it?" Compared to his neck, he lifted his wrist, "Hand on the woman, you can do it!"

"I didn't get the scald."

Thinking of this, Song Cheng was irritated again. The handsome face of the knife was frosted, and he grabbed his hair anxiously, and the black hair fell from his fingertips.

Pei Haoran was surprised to see the exhaustion of his friend's face that could not be concealed. His friend, who was presented in the eyes of everyone, had always been a daring, fierce and resolute side.

Today, this decadent situation is really--

Never seen!

and many more!

Song Cheng said that he didn't do the scald. Is that tantamount to admitting he did it on the neck?

In that circle of blue and purple traces, Ge Hao, Pei Haoran shook his head, and the unreasonable look on his face finally converged, and he walked up to him and sat down.

I hit him in the shoulder, "I said, don't you? What happened?"

Look at that injury, it is completely ruthless. They are brothers from childhood to big. Pei Haoran didn't dare to fully understand Song Cheng, but he knew that Song Cheng, even if he wasn't a good man, never had the habit of hitting women.

I didn't usually do it, so I sent it to the hospital today.

Pei Haoran was somewhat curious about the woman who was still lying on the hospital bed, wondering what she had done, which caused Song Chengxia to be so cruel.

"I ..." opened his mouth, Song Cheng's throat was dry and hoarse, and an irritable punch hit the wall. His phalanx cracked and opened several wounds, bloody.

"I don't know how to say ..." Weak eyes closed, Song Cheng put his hands on his forehead and lowered his face.

Pei Haoran was dumbfounded, and after a while he stuttered: "I, I'm rough! Song Cheng you **** devil! What is this doing?

He looked at the white walls in the corridor of the hospital, stained with bright red blood, and it did n’t work. "How come I do n’t know what to say? What is your eloquence? I remember you were a master at university? There are also Ah, let me tell you, even if you are injured, I will not pity you! I just asked the decoration team last week to get this wall, remember to put the compensation on my account! "

Song Cheng: "..."

A few seconds later, he spit out, "Go!"

Shut up without talking! He was so annoyed that he didn't need a noisy sparrow to chatter in his ear.

Now, he just wanted to quietly deal with him and Tang Wan.

"Well?" Pei Haoran rolled his eyes indecently, glaring at him angrily, "This is my hospital, where do you want me to go? Let's talk, I'll be a good brother again today. "