Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 14 Bloody Express

"Okay." Song Jinhe was not the type of person who liked to go out, and she preferred to stay at home most of the time.

Before they finished their meal, Song Jinhe received a message from Zhang Ting.

It was nothing else but that she was photographed this morning when she and Chen Yucong entered the residential area together. The entertainment reporters had already spread the news and it made it onto the hot search list.

Although Song Jinhe has not produced many works, she has a boyfriend who is really eye-catching, so every time there is some movement, she easily becomes a hot topic.

In the photo, he was wearing a mask, but Chen Yucong was not. However, out of consideration for Chen Yucong's identity, they only took a blurry picture of his side face and back.

Song Jinhe glanced at Chen Yucong casually and didn't take it to heart.

After the two finished their meal, Song Jinhe volunteered to wash the dishes, but was rejected by Chen Yucong.

"Walk around in the living room to help digest the food, and then take the medicine." said Chen Yucong.

Song Jinhe whispered, "The fever has gone down, so you don't need to eat, right?"

Chen Yucong just looked at Song Jinhe without saying much. Song Jinhe was silent for two seconds, then turned around and left very tactfully.

Chen Yucong watched her go out, couldn't help but chuckle, then went to wash the dishes.

After Chen Yucong cleaned up the kitchen and came out, he poured a glass of warm water and prepared the medicine that Song Jinhe was going to take.

Knowing that she couldn't escape, Song Jinhe took the medicine obediently.

The two of them had nothing to do, so they sat down on the sofa in the living room. Song Jinhe took the remote control and picked and chose for a long time before finding a movie.

After that, the two of them sat on the sofa and watched a movie. It was fine at the beginning, but in the second half, Song Jinhe couldn't help but began to doze off.

By the time Chen Yucong noticed it, Song Jinhe was already leaning on his shoulder.

"Are you sleepy?" Chen Yucong asked in a gentle voice.

Song Jinhe responded in a muffled voice, and Chen Yucong moved sideways and picked Song Jinhe up.

Back in the bedroom, Chen Yucong and Song Jinhe lay on the bed together, and soon they both fell asleep.

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When Song Jinhe woke up again, the bedroom was pitch black. She noticed Chen Yucong hugging her and moved slightly.

When she moved, Chen Yucong also woke up. The man said in a hoarse voice, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Song Jinhe responded, "It seems like it's getting dark."

"The curtains are drawn." Chen Yucong explained, then took the phone from the bedside table next to him, "It's not even four o'clock."

Chen Yucong put the phone back and held Song Jinhe tightly, their foreheads touching. Chen Yucong said, "No fever."

"I'm fine now." Song Jinhe said.

"Is it okay?" Chen Yucong asked back, with a few different emotions in his voice.

Song Jinhe paused, and after a moment continued: "Well, it's done."

Chen Yucong chuckled and didn't say anything else. He just lowered his head slightly, leaned over and kissed Song Jinhe's eyebrows, then her nose and lips, and finally placed a hot and wet kiss on Song Jinhe's neck.

Song Jinhe suddenly became stiff, and her breathing became rapid. Her hands almost subconsciously grabbed Chen Yucong's clothes.

Everything is so natural.

When it was over, Song Jinhe was completely exhausted, but she had already taken a nap in the afternoon and couldn't fall asleep now.

The two hugged each other for a long time, and then Chen Yucong carried Song Jinhe to the bathroom.

Originally, Chen Yucong wanted to help Song Jinhe clean up, but the two of them couldn't help themselves in the bathroom again. By the time Chen Yucong was ready to make dinner, it was already past six o'clock.

Song Jinhe was not sleepy, but after being busy for so long, she felt sore all over. She was curled up on the sofa, staring at the TV, but she didn't know if she was paying attention or not.

Chen Yucong was cooking pasta in the kitchen. He took the time to look outside and only saw the back of Song Jinhe's head, but he still couldn't help but smile.

About half an hour later, Chen Yucong came out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of pasta. "It's time to eat."

"Okay." Song Jinhe agreed in a very soft voice, but she usually spoke gently, and now her voice was so soft that there was nothing unusual to hear.

Just as they sat down at the dining table, the doorbell rang suddenly. They both looked towards the door, feeling a little confused.

"Who is it?" Song Jinhe asked Chen Yucong.

Chen Yucong shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, "You eat first, I'll go take a look."

Song Jinhe nodded, let Chen Yucong watch, and picked up the chopsticks to start eating.

Chen Yucong walked to the door and saw the person standing outside through the video doorbell. Judging from the person's clothes, he was the community property management.

Chen Yucong opened the door.

The property manager was not surprised to see Chen Yucong. He said respectfully, "Mr. Chen, this is a package from Miss Song. Please sign for it."

The residential area is a high-end one, so neither express delivery nor take-out food can enter. All of them have to be handed over to the community property management, which then passes them on to the owners.

"Okay." Chen Yucong nodded, took the pen from the property manager, signed quickly, and then took the express delivery from the other party.

"Thank you." said Chen Yucong.

"You're welcome, it's what we should do," said the property management.

Chen Yucong didn't say anything more, closed the door, and turned to walk inside. "It's your delivery."

"My express delivery?" Song Jinhe paused. She couldn't remember what she bought. Song Jinhe frowned slightly and thought about it carefully.

"I didn't buy anything." She had no memory of it at all. "Did Sister Ting buy something?"

Chen Yucong asked: "Do you want to open it now?"

"Well, open it and take a look." Song Jinhe said.

So Chen Yucong found a small knife for opening packages at the place where keys were placed in the entrance, opened the tightly wrapped packaging bag, and revealed the box inside.

But the moment he opened the packaging bag, Chen Yucong froze, and he almost subconsciously looked up at Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe didn't care about the express delivery at first, so she asked Chen Yucong to open it while she sat there eating pasta.

But when she looked up inadvertently and met Chen Yucong's gaze, Song Jinhe suddenly had a very bad feeling in her heart.

"What's wrong?" Song Jinhe asked.

Chen Yucong did not answer, but just lowered his head to look at the packaging box of a famous brand in his hand.

In fact, you can’t see anything from the outside, but the smell of blood can’t be covered up at all.

When the plastic bag was there, he didn't smell it, but now that the plastic bag was removed, Chen Yucong could smell it clearly.

Chen Yucong has also realized what kind of express delivery this is.

　My dear friends, please recommend me, give me a monthly ticket, and collect it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)