My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

She laughed so hard that she felt that Shi Jin's serious and obedient demeanor was very pleasing.

Because it was too late, Shi Jin only made pumpkin porridge and a few dishes of easy-to-digest side dishes. Although simple, it suited Jiang Jiusheng's appetite very well.

During the meal, Jiang Jiusheng said, "I'll fly to Zhongnan tomorrow."

The third concert tour was held in Zhongnan, a two-hour flight away.

Shi Jin put the spoon away, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to Jiang Jiusheng first: "I have surgery tomorrow, can I go the day after tomorrow?"

She shook her head: "Mo Bing just called and said that the singer who sang for me had an accident and needs to be replaced temporarily, so she needs to go to the rehearsal earlier."

Shi Jin frowned slightly.

Jiang Jiusheng comforted: "You are busy with your work, so you don't need to accompany me, I will go there with the company."

His eyebrows were still not relaxed, and his voice was low: "I will be worried."

"What are you worried about?"

Shi Jin looked into her eyes, not joking at all, with a serious and focused expression: "I'm afraid that others will think of you."

She laughed: "Doctor Shi, you need to be a little more confident."

Shi Jin shook his head and said, "For you, I really don't."

Jiang Jiusheng was amused by him.

In the past, he only thought that Shi Jin was an honorable gentleman, but after getting along with him, he realized that he would also worry about gains and losses. Young master Ru Lan, the flower in the sky, after the boundless wind and moon, would break its branches and bend his waist.

She likes this kind of Shi Jin very much, he has gained popularity, he is not as dreamy as before, he is a lonely nobleman.

She got up, walked behind Shi Jin, hugged him, and put her chin on his shoulder.

"Oh, what are you doing in your upstairs room? Why is it locked?" She asked suddenly.

"Nothing, just some medical tools." Shi Jin turned slightly and whispered in her ear, "It hasn't been cleaned for a long time, it's very dirty, don't go in."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The next day, he flew to Zhongnan at ten o'clock in the morning. Jiang Jiusheng was waiting in the VIP lounge of the airport. Mo Bing was so busy that he was dizzy. He and Xiao Qiao were on the phone outside to confirm the concert itinerary one by one.

Xie Dang wore a peaked cap with the brim pressed down very low, covering half of his face. When he entered the VIP lounge, he took off his mask and hat, and sat next to Jiang Jiusheng.

She was surprised: "What happened to your head?"

Xie Dang immediately took out his mobile phone, took left and right photos on the screen, and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "Isn't it ugly?"

He fixed his eyes and stared at her with an expression of'you dare to say ugly, I'll ignore you'.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at the wound on his head, cut his hair, and got stitches. Fortunately, his wool curls were fluffy enough to cover it, and he shook his head and said, "No."

Xie Dang's pent-up anger finally subsided a little, and after waiting for a long time before Jiang Jiusheng coaxed him, he grabbed a handful of hair upsetly, covered the gauze bandage on his head, and said, "I was hit by someone!" .”

His tone was a bit aggrieved.

To coax!

Jiang Jiusheng was very surprised: "Who dares to hit you?"

Xie Dang licked his molars, extremely upset: "A guy who is tired of work."

Just as Jiang Jiusheng was about to ask again, her phone rang, and she handed her luggage to Xie Dang, and she got up to answer the phone.

"Sheng Sheng."

It was Shi Jin, who had just finished the operation, and his voice was a little tired: "Are you at the airport?"

Jiang Jiusheng walked to an empty space with no one there: "Well, we're in the waiting room."

"Alone?" His voice was tight, obviously worried.

She said no: "And Xie Dang, as well as the manager and assistant."

Shi Jin was silent for a moment, and said in a very serious tone, "Be careful on the road, don't talk to strangers."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and followed him, "Yeah."

"I put peach yogurt and dessert in your bag, you can eat it on the plane."

Jiang Jiusheng is not a picky eater, but Shi Jin is worried about her eating outside food.

She said, "OK."

Shi Jin warned again: "You have a bad stomach, you have to set a time to eat, I have surgery later, so I can't remind you."

Through the screen, she could tell that the doctor at her house must be sullen and frowning at this moment.

Worried, that's probably the case, endless exhortations, looked at her as a child, smiled, Jiang Jiusheng said: "Got it."

"Don't smoke or drink too much." Shi Jin paused, his voice low and tense, "Especially alcohol, I'm worried when I'm drunk."

"Okay, okay." She couldn't help laughing, her eyes were full of smiles, "I didn't know the doctor at my house used to talk so much."

He replied almost immediately: "Would you think I'm long-winded?"

Asking urgently, Shi Jin seemed a little panicked.

How could such a dignified and elegant person be so insignificant in front of her? Like what Mo Bing said, all the nobleness and strength of his body were broken in her hands.

Jiang Jiusheng stated his position solemnly: "You have a nice voice, and everything you say is right, I will listen to it."

On the phone, Shi Jin smiled softly.

It's so coaxing! Jiang Jiusheng thought.

"Doctor Time."

From Shi Jin's side came the voice of medical assistant Xiao Yi.

"Shengsheng, I have an operation, I have to go to work first." Shi Jin's voice was soft, a little bit reluctant.

Jiang Jiusheng asked him to go to work first.

As he walked, he didn't hang up the phone: "I will go to find you soon, take care of myself these two days."

This is raising her as a daughter.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and said yes.

"Shengsheng." Shi Jin called out in a low voice.

His ears were burning hot from his voice, Jiang Jiusheng lowered his head and hummed.

"If you're free," Shi Jin said after a short pause, "you can miss me."

She smiled and said yes.

Then Shi Jin didn't say anything more, and when she hung up the phone, she didn't hang up immediately, until Xiao Yi's urging voice came over there again, and she just hung up the phone.

In front of the VIP waiting room at the airport, there are floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire wall is as big as one-way coated glass. At this moment, you can clearly see a person lying on the glass from the inside, with his face pressed tightly, with The mask and eyes are a lady, wrapping herself up tightly, and sneaking through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The lady outside probably didn't know that it was a one-way glass, and she almost squeezed her face out of shape. The VIP passengers in the waiting room just thought it was funny.

Xie Dang, who was resting with his eyes closed while wearing a hat, felt irritable, rubbed his brows, looked up and saw a large moving object on the floor-to-ceiling window, he raised his hand.

The service staff in the waiting room immediately went over and asked in a gentle voice, "Sir, what do you need?"

Xie Dang raised his hand and pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window: "I suspect that person is a bastard, please throw her away."

"Good sir."

The service personnel immediately connected the security department of the airport.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP waiting room, there is a green space where travel bags and suitcases, a messenger bag, and a bottle of water are strewn about on the grass.

The sun in November is actually so vicious.

Tan Mobao was tired from lurking, with a dry mouth and tongue, picked up the water on the ground, and the cow drank half of the bottle, then put on the mask, and continued to lie on the window.

Damn, it's pitch black, you can't see anything.

She clasped her hands against the glare of the sun, staring at it desperately, wishing to poke a hole in the glass: "Hey, why can't I see it." She pressed it harder on the glass.

Still can't see it.

What the hell glass, actually blocked her from seeing the figure of her master Sheng's husband, Tan Mo Bao just kicked him when he raised his foot.

Behind him, someone suddenly said, "What are you doing?"

Tan Mobao was taken aback, turned around in a daze, and saw three big men in security uniforms staring at her fiercely.

She twitched her cheeks and turned her head quickly. She reacted for a few seconds, and then smiled: "There is dust." She rolled up her sleeves, turned her head and wiped the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said, "I'm cleaning the glass. Wipe the glass."

The other party looked at her for a long time with the eyes of a mentally retarded person.

Then, the security guard at the head said: "Please show your identity document." His tone is still polite now.

Tan Mobao confessed to be lenient: "I lost my ID card."

The big security guard's already square face became even more square, and he was no longer so polite: "You can also show your passport."

"I lost my passport, too."

"Residence card, social security card, anything that can prove your identity is fine."

It is very difficult to talk about calligraphy.

On the day of her mother's death, didn't she run into a 'ghost' when she was burning paper, and she left the bag behind when she escaped from death, so she simply recruited them all: "I lost all my documents."

The security guard's face was completely darkened, and he directly said to the people behind: "Throw her out."

What are you kidding? !

The two elder brothers in the back were arrogant, and stepped forward in high spirits.

Tan Mobao really panicked now, quickly took out his ID from his bag, and explained, "No, I have a temporary ID."

She didn't listen at all, so she stepped forward and dragged her.

grass! She had a violent temper: "I warn you, don't touch me, or you will be sued for sexual harassment!"

The two security guards dragged her directly.

Tan Mobao tried his best to nurse, struggled with his teeth and claws, and said one sentence after another.

"open!"

"Where do you touch?"

"Are you letting go?"

"Hey, don't touch me, I'm a passenger, I have a plane ticket, I'm your customer god."

The big security guard directly threw 'God' and his luggage out of the terminal.

Tan Mobao: "..."

There is no reason in this world!

She just missed the flight for no reason, and there were even more unreasonable things.

She arrived in Zhongnan on the next flight. After a tiring day, she arrived at the reserved hotel and said that she did not have an ID card, and the temporary certificate from the city was not valid. She was not allowed to check in. She had to go to the local police station to verify her identity. Knowing that she is a VIP resident, I accepted her luggage and let her rest, except for check-in.

I feel tired and don't love anymore!

The whole person is exhausted, she needs to visit her husband, Lord Sheng, to replenish some energy, the gossip said that her husband lives on the ninth floor of this hotel.

After depositing her luggage, Tan Mobao groped her way to the ninth floor. Because she didn't know which one it was, she leaned against the door one by one to listen. Behind her, a man's voice: "Who are you?"

This is a bit of a back!

Talking about calligraphy is speechless.

The man obviously didn't give up: "What are you doing sneaking around here?"

Tan Mobao turned his head reluctantly, and then was startled: "You are Xie Dang!" What a surprise, unexpectedly meeting her husband's junior!

Based on the mentality of loving Wu and Wu, Tan Mobao's impression of Xie Dang is very good.

Xie Dang fixed his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "It's you."

what happened? Why is there a sudden gust of wind? Tan Mobao was stunned for a moment, then saw Xie Dang took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and kept his eyes locked on her.

"Sister Jing, the person who hit my head has been caught. He is a bastard. Come here," he said every word, gnashing his teeth, "Immediately, immediately, deal with, deal with, get rid of."

what? !

Tan Mobao's eyeballs rolled around, and finally landed on Xie Dang's head. The position of the white gauze made her fascinated, and she suddenly realized.

Hey, it's just that the night was too dark, the wind was too strong, and the ashes of the ghost paper were too free to let go, blurring the violinist's handsome face, so that she couldn't recognize the big guy with blind eyes, and smashed the big guy's head.

She lowered her head, wiped her slippery toes, found the right direction and ran, but just as she took one foot, she was grabbed by the collar.

History is always strikingly similar.

Zhongnan City Police Department.

The police lady opposite was in her twenties, a little immature, holding a notebook and a pen, asking questions while taking notes.

"Name."

The person on the opposite side had a dejected and weak expression: "Talk about calligraphy."

"age."

"twenty two."

"Profession."

Tan Mobao thought for a while, and said seriously, "Internet celebrity."

The lady police officer on the opposite side cast a scrutinizing and suspicious look: "Internet celebrity?"

Well, not too red yet.

Tan Mobao was dejected: "Internet anchor."

The lady on the opposite side continued to ask, "Gender."

Tan Mobao puffed out his chest: "Can't you see it?"

"..."

I could see it at first, but after looking at the front, I became suspicious.

Continue to take notes.

"Native place."

"Jiangbei."

"Home address."

"Tianheng Yuquan Bay, No. 663, Cangjiang Road..."

At ten o'clock, Xie Dang was woken up by his mobile phone, disturbed his good sleep, Princess Xie became very angry: "It's so late at night, don't let people sleep!"

Song Jing over there pulled the phone away a little: "Come to the police station quickly."

Xie Dang grabbed a handful of messy curly hair, and said in a vicious voice, "I've said it before, there will be no reconciliation."

Song Jing panicked on the phone: "What reconciliation? The girl filed a case with the police, saying that you stole her wallet and ID, so she followed you all the way."

Xie Dang suspected that he was not awake.

Song Jing continued: "I'm also to blame. I recognized her as the owner of the bag at the police station, and then I talked about the certificate. That girl was too cunning, and her mind turned so fast, she turned her back on the spot, saying We stole her bag."

Xie Dang: "..."

The mood at the moment is like beeping a dog!

At 10:20, at the police station, there were not many people, just a few police officers on duty, Xie Dang's manager, and a young girl sitting on a chair covering her face and crying.

She wiped away her tears with a facial tissue, raised her head at forty-five degrees, and was so sad that she couldn't help herself. She said sadly: "I am a little girl. I have lost my wallet and documents. What else can I do? I rely on the help and help of kind people along the way. One meal, three meals hungry," wiped away tears again, with red eyes, "I don't want anything else, I just ask the person who stole my bag to return my ID so that I can go home... "

Speaking of this, I was choked up and sobbing.

Song Jing: "..."

I cried for 20 minutes, my lacrimal glands were well developed, and the most important thing was writing, acting, and directing myself, from beginning to end in one go, it's a pity that this girl doesn't become an actress, otherwise, she can also be a screenwriter.

The young lady who took the transcript was numb from her crying: "Don't cry."

Tan Mobao sobbed: "It's so sad, I can't control myself."

Song Jing: "..."

The show is over!

The door was pushed open, someone came in, Song Jing quickly looked up, it was Xie Dang, wearing sunglasses and a mask, and came in tightly wrapped up.

He glanced at the culprit, the air pressure was very low, took off his sunglasses, and said a word: "I don't hit women." Turning to look at Song Jing, he ordered aggressively and capriciously, "You hit me, committing crimes I will carry it."

Song Jing, who was so excited that she wanted to hit someone: "..."

Tan Mobao who was wiping tears: "..."

She was so scared, she wouldn't be killed if she left the police station.

Tan Mobao shrank his neck, forced his eyeballs back, did not dare to look at Princess Xie, turned his head to give a stubborn back, and said timidly: "Sister Police..."

Coming in from Xie Dang, the police lady's eyes seemed to be equipped with radar. After chasing Xie Dang, the high-cold policeman instantly turned into a little fan of Dangyang: "Xie Dang, I am your piano fan, can you sign me?" Is it?" He tugged at the heart of the police uniform, "Sign here."

Tan Mobao: "..."

This is society, she is a commoner, how can she still be tossing, she has to bow her head to the boss! He changed his words, and even his tone was not as serious and upright as before, and he said weakly in order to discuss: "Sister policeman, I will not file a case, as long as this kind brother can return the bag to me, I will not pursue it. "

Kind brother Xie Dang: "..."

He kicked the stool over.

Tan Mobao trembled even more, grabbed the police lady whose heart had been shattered by idols, and desperately wanted to survive: "Police sister, I want to apply for a restraining order, that is, the kind that is not allowed to approach within two hundred meters."

Xie Dang: Damn, I really want to kill her!

In the end, the police's solution was to return the documents as soon as possible, and prohibit Mr. Xie Dang from approaching Ms. Tan Mobao within 200 meters. The injunction period is one month. In addition, the police gave Ms. Tan Mobao an identity certificate and sent her off in a police car. Finally, Ms. Tan Mobao checked into the hotel successfully.

Back at the hotel, Xie Dang threw an ashtray to Song Jing.

He said, "Help me break her head, and I'll pay you three times as much."

Song Jing rolled her eyes and said, "If you're so angry, go yourself." That girl is simply a little fox, extremely cunning, full of bad ideas, she wished she could stay away.

Xie Dang was obviously furious, his face was flushed, and he rolled up his sleeves as if he wanted to do nothing: "If I want to beat a woman, I would have killed her long ago!"

Lying on the door and listening to the movement, Tan Mobao said: "..."

She swore that if she met this violinist in the future, she would definitely take a detour. She was really afraid of retribution and revenge, so she moved back to the room in small steps, opened the notebook she carried with her, and started the live broadcast.

The day was too bad, she was listless, and the barrage on the screen was moving fast.

"Miss, you forgot to put on makeup."

"Baby Mo, you haven't even turned on your beauty filter."

"Kill without makeup!"

"Let's go for a wave of presents."

"Confess my baby."

"Baby, are you singing today?"

"Mo Bao, hurry up and play a rock solo with a car accident style. Now I don't listen to you crying and howling for a day, and I feel bad all over my body!"

Tan Mobao raised his head, sighed and adjusted the camera.

An old iron in the live broadcast room swiped a yacht and a barrage: "Why is Mo Baobao unhappy?"

Mo Baobao couldn't be happy when he saw the yacht, and said dejectedly, "I ran into a ghost while walking at night."

The barrage flew again.

"Don't be discouraged, stand up and catch ghosts! You are the star of tomorrow!"

"Baby Mo, it's a male ghost!"

"If you're ugly, you'll be a meteor hammer, if you're handsome, you'll be a little pink hammer. We don't feel sad."

"666666..."

"Don't be afraid of ghosts, Mo Bao, you can just sing, and ghosts will definitely understand."

Tan Mobao: "..."

She suspects that this is a fake fan, hum, silence!

She tuned the mic, talked about Mo Bao without gagging, she was very serious, cleared her throat: "Don't talk about sad things, confess my husband every day, and let's go with the slogan." In an instant, she became lively, and she became excited, "Long live Master Sheng, Qianqiu Bandai, unify the rivers and lakes!"

The barrage filled the screen with 666666.

The anchor with the strongest recovery ability, bar none!

Tan Mobao was full of energy and flew up howling: "Come, come, let's go to the concert again."

The veterans are crazy about Jiang Jiusheng and the concert.

It's time, Tan Mobao impassionedly launched a wave of provocative publicity: "After seeing the concert tickets, don't throw them away, post pictures and edit 'Mr. Sheng's new song is the best' and send it to Moments. It has received 88 likes." , you will have a chance to get this baby's thirty-nine-color lipstick gift pack."

A friend who was new to the live broadcast room swiped the barrage: "Master Sheng is a crazy fan?"

Tan Mobao smiled charmingly: "It's my wife's fan." After finishing speaking, she connected the microphone, stood up from the chair, started the accompaniment, and the rhythm rose, "rock and roll!"

He didn't even open his voice, and it was a rock song. The hysterical posture sang a feeling of a dead boyfriend.

Friends who are new to the live broadcast room: "..."

The anchor's throat was probably locked by Yama, but the anchor was as intoxicated as if he was in Alice in Wonderland.

Jiang Jiusheng's songs are usually so high-pitched that they fly, and if they are sung live, the impact and explosive force are so strong that Tan Mobao's heart-piercing voice directly passes through the wall.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at the wall on the left: "Didn't you say that the sound insulation is very good?"

Mo Bing raised her chin: "The house next door may be being demolished." She took a few steps closer, listened carefully, but without any clue, she turned around and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "Whose song is so lethal."

Jiang Jiusheng said, "Mine."

"..." Mo Bing was incredulous, "Can you hear the tune?" Why can't she hear anything? In addition to ghost crying and wolf howling, it is the wolf cry and ghost cry.

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "None of the lines are in tune, I just heard the lyrics."

Mo Bingzhang gained insight: "It is also a talent to be able to sing like this."

The text message rang.

Mo Bing glanced at the phone, and said to Jiang Jiusheng: "Su Qing is here. He and Xu Qingjiu were on the same flight. Now we are checking in downstairs together." She was speechless, "What a fate."

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(Who is the official partner of the dangling, I solemnly declare that I don't know, because I may change my mind at any time...)

Crying and begging for a monthly ticket, do you have the heart to get me off the list? Can you bear it?