After Being Marked by a Powerful Love Rival

Chapter 39

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When the middle-aged man heard Fourth Master Shen say this, he laughed and said, "You can't say that, the dragon begets the dragon, and the phoenix begets the phoenix. The two young masters are young now, and they will be great in the future."

"You're just looking at those two bastards." Although Fourth Master Shen said this, his smile did not diminish. He was naturally happy to hear people praise his grandson.

Song Yi cooperated and smiled along with her, thinking that Fourth Master Shen had a rather playful temper and was much easier to get along with than imagined.

Fourth Master Shen raised his jaw, the middle-aged man understood, wiped the table dry, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Song Yi respectfully, "Try this Liu'an melon slice, this year's new tea."

Song Yi couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, so she took a sip of the tea, her lips and teeth fragrant, "Thank you, Fourth Master, for the tea."

Fourth Master Shen pointed at the table, "Young people are too impetuous now, and people have to drink tea slowly. You drink too fast, and you can't taste the fragrance of this tea."

Song Yi was usually so busy that she didn't have time to drink tea. She didn't know much about the tea ceremony, but it was clear when she said what to say, "Fourth Master is laughing, you are the tea ceremony, and I'm pouring tea for you. I need your advice."

What he said was so beautiful that Fourth Master Shen couldn't help but take another look at him, it was very helpful, he stopped digressing, and asked, "Have you seen 1677?"

1677 was a popular novel a few years ago. It was written by a famous writer and won a prestigious literary award in Huaguo. Song Yi read it in her free time. The protagonist is a war reporter who fought against Vietnam. A legendary experience of the protagonist.

The middle-aged man said proudly, "Our master is the prototype character of 1677. This book is going to be filmed. This time I am looking for you. In addition to helping you recommend advanced training classes, our master will personally finalize the actor who will play himself."

He paused, glanced at Fourth Master Shen, and said with a smile, "Our master is very satisfied with you at present."

Song Yi's eyes lit up. The chance of an actor meeting a good script and a good role is too small. Now a good opportunity is in front of her eyes, "Thank you for your appreciation, Fourth Master. I will not let you down."

Fourth Master Shen is not only satisfied with Song Yi, aside from the bonus of Song Yi's face, Song Yi's performance from the moment she entered the door is very impressive, she has seen a big scene at first glance, and she will not lose it to Fourth Master Shen when she takes it out. share.

Song Yi was in a good mood when she got this resource. The flowers in the spring breeze were blooming in her heart. He came out of the teahouse, went to the supermarket, bought a bunch of messy meat and vegetables, and planned to cook a meal for himself and celebrate for himself. a bit.

He returned home and was cutting vegetables. He had just cut a plate of potatoes when the door of the living room slammed.

Song Yi wiped her hands, took out her mobile phone and took a look. At four o'clock in the afternoon, it should be Gu Xingchuan who came. He didn't want to turn on the water, so he deliberately turned on the faucet to wash the vegetables, pretending that he didn't hear the knock on the door.

But the sound of knocking on the door became more and more intense, and there was a tendency to not give up unless the door was opened. Song Yi felt unhappy and pulled the door open with suffocation. When the door opened, she was startled, and several people rushed in.

Some were carrying suitcases, some were holding large moving boxes, and some were carefully carrying Gu Xingchuan's precious musical instruments. They were well-trained, as familiar as entering their own home.

Song Yi froze for a moment, pressed her back against the porch, and watched the spacious living room filled with salutes, the balcony used for planting flowers had a drum set, and the English novels on the bookshelf had models of Iron Man beside them. In just a few minutes, a big change came to his house.

Gu Xingchuan put his hands in his pockets, followed behind the large army, and walked in leisurely, "My house has lost water and electricity, so I'll stay with you for a few days."

Lying to a fool, Song Yi lowered her face, "If you don't have the money to stay in a hotel, I'll give you a little. Is the IKEA next door enough for you?"

Everyone who moved the house paused and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Gu Xingchuan raised his jaw, motioning for everyone to continue tidying up, turned his neck and glanced at Song Yi, and sniffed his hair closely, smelling the smell of the kitchen, "You just cooked, let me see what you did."

Song Yi was about to refuse, but before she could say "no", Gu Xingchuan bent down, slipped one hand under his knees, hugged him forcefully, and walked straight into the kitchen.

Although she has been hugged by Gu Xingchuan a few times, she has never been so popular. Song Yi was angry and ashamed, "What are you doing?"

Gu Xingchuan let go of his buttocks, forcing Song Yi to sit on the kitchen counter. Song Yi trembled and opened her mouth to scold him, but Gu Xingchuan squeezed into his knee domineeringly, pinching his chin, quickly and accurately She kissed him, blocking his rage.

A wild kiss, robbing the right to breathe, full of demands.

Song Yi pushed Gu Xingchuan's shoulder with her wrist, but Gu Xingchuan grasped it, gently stroking the thin skin on the veins with her fingertips, shackling him within an inch of the kitchen counter.

Song Yi's heart was pounding, behind him was a row of cabinets above his head, there was no way to avoid it, he could only straighten his back, and continue Gu Xingchuan's burst of enthusiasm.

Outside the half-opened frosted glass, there was the noise of moving houses one after another. As long as someone looked out curiously, they could see him trembling in embarrassment when he was kissed by Gu Xingchuan.

Song Yi could only hope that the kiss would end quickly, her face was hot, she didn't know whether it was due to lack of oxygen or she was ashamed, he couldn't bear to play such an exciting and thrilling game.

But Gu Xingchuan was not as he wished, the simple act of kissing allowed him to play with a lot of tricks, with ease and flexibility, sweeping inside and out, as if he was not kissing, but tasting a delicious dessert.

Until Gu Xingchuan let go of his jaw, Song Yi's eyes were red due to lack of oxygen, and there was a layer of wet mist on the lens. He didn't know who was breathing. He adjusted his rapid breathing, touched his numb lips, and sighed. Said "Are you crazy"

"I'm crazy." Gu Xingchuan's breath was heavy, and he moved close to Song Yi's ear, panting exaggeratedly, as if the two of them were doing something shady, absolutely vicious.

Song Yi wanted to cover her ears, but this action was too weak, so she had to hold back. He gave Gu Xingchuan a hard look, "You are not allowed to do this in the future."

He has always felt that he is pretty good at playing, and he will do some tricks when he is with Oga, but that is in a very concealed situation. It is the first time that he is separated by a frosted glass, and he will kiss at any time. Difficult to part.

Stimulation is very exciting, this sneaky feeling is indeed good, but it is too dangerous, Song Yi's face is about to turn red when she thinks of people watching.

Gu Xingchuan still couldn't finish it, licked his chin lightly, and said as a matter of course, "No, no, you say I'm crazy, then I will do more crazy things to you."

"Can't you go find someone else?" Song Yi was helpless, the streets were full of oga, why did Gu Xingchuan have to pester him.

Gu Xingchuan buried his face in the crescent of his neck, his breath was hot, and he arched back and forth, "I know you well, so I'm looking for you."

Song Yi could almost hear the sound of his Adam's apple rolling, goosebumps all over her body, the air around her seemed to be burning, her ears were so hot that she seemed unconscious, she gritted her teeth, and said in a low voice, "Damn, you are a Stinking rogue."

Gu Xingchuan's overly beautiful eyebrows and eyes were evil, and his lips curled into a wild arc, "Baby, you already knew that I am a hooligan, so there is no need to reiterate."

Song Yi was taken aback by this unfamiliar address, feeling uncomfortable. The oga or beta I talked about before would call him brother or sir. Occasionally, I would say dear. This is the first time someone called him baby so pamperingly. Not used to it.

Song Yi stared at him for a few seconds, suddenly felt that Gu Xingchuan was very interesting, Gu Xingchuan was too "split", half of Gu Xingchuan was the impulsive and innocent boy in his memory, and the other half of Gu Xingchuan was full of wildness, menacing and aggressive unstoppable.

The collision of these two splits is extraordinarily fresh and exciting.

Song Yi felt that the people in his social circle were all like soda water or red wine, even more powerful like lemon tea, but Gu Xingchuan was like Coke, the kind of can that was just taken out of the refrigerator with cold scum, and it was a little irritating to take a sip. The mouth and lips are numb, with a special aftertaste.

As soon as the mover left, the housekeeping service that Gu Xingchuan hired came and cleaned up diligently. The wooden floor was so shiny that it kept Song Yi's house spotless.

Song Yile is clean. It would be better if Gu Xingchuan didn't live in his house. Gu Xingchuan lives here, and every day is a battle of chastity.

In the afternoon, Song Yi's phone rang, and the incoming call was a series of unfamiliar landline numbers. Song Yi was reading a book in the study, and pressed a speakerphone.

"Hello, Mr. Song, I am the attending doctor of Song Jie in xx Hospital." The doctor's voice sounded very serious.

Song Yi sat up straight and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with her?"

The attending doctor's voice hesitated for a moment, as if he was pondering what to say, and after a while, he asked cautiously, "You are Song Jie's brother."

"Yes." Song Yi replied quickly.

The attending doctor was silent and coughed, "Your blood test report came out, you can't give the patient platelet transfusion."

"Why?" Song Yi frowned, feeling something was wrong.

The attending doctor said, "You are not of the same blood type."

Song Yi only knew that she had blood type AB, but she didn't know Song Jie's blood type. It was a bit strange, "We are not of the same blood type."

"Yes, you have type AB blood, and the patient has type O blood."

"What's the meaning"

"Sorry, Mr. Song, considering that you are a VIP user of our hospital, we do not intend to hide you. According to the patient information, both your mother and father are O-type blood. According to Mendelian genetic law, a pair of O-type blood Father, the child can only have type O blood, there is no possibility of type AB blood." The doctor deliberately made his voice cold and heartless, after all, no one can bear this kind of thing.

Song Yi froze in place, she could understand everyone in the receiver, but it was hard for him to understand them together.

The doctor was still talking, but he felt that it was very far away, as if it was far away, Song Yi's slender fingers trembled, and she stared blankly at the page in front of her.

"Because of this accident, the patient's platelets have not been fully equipped, and the operation will be performed tomorrow. Please contact other relatives."

Song Yi hung up in a daze, her mind was in a mess, and her hand holding the phone kept shaking.

He didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he didn't think about anything, he hurriedly picked up the coat on the hanger, put it on, but the zipper couldn't be closed for a long time because his hands were shaking, Song Yi simply gave up, and walked out the door in a daze .

Gu Xingchuan was packing his own things in the living room, seeing him in a state of despair, he frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Song Yi shook her head, not wanting to talk to anyone.

Gu Xingchuan stood up, Song Yi pulled the doorknob and walked out, he looked Song Yi up and down, and reminded, "You forgot to change your shoes."

Song Yi stopped, squatted down and put on light shoes.

Gu Xingchuan couldn't rest assured that he would go out like this, dropped the vinyl record in his hand, walked to the entrance, and took out the car keys from the grocery basket, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."