My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

"dad."

The voice of a child with a milky voice, soft and waxy.

Jiang Jiusheng looked over, a chubby little hand was holding onto Shi Jin's clothes, his chubby body was that of a doll, his head was raised, his face was carved with pink jade, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Daddy, meaty, eat meat Meat."

Shi Jin frowned, staring at the fat hand.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing: "The little baby seems to have misunderstood the father."

The little milk doll opened her hands, and said crisply: "Daddy, give me a hug."

A child who was only two or three years old had dirty hands, a fair face, and spit bubbles. Shi Jin immediately stepped back and looked at the little guy warily.

Jiang Jiusheng was funny, and squatted down to hug the child.

Shi Jin pulled her back: "I'll hug her."

She doesn't understand, isn't he a clean freak?

His reason was: "He's a boy, you can't hold him." Then, he picked up the child by the waist with one hand and quickly put it into the stroller.

It can be seen that Shi Jin is not only obsessed with cleanliness, but also really dislikes children.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Jiusheng blurted out, "What if I have a son in the future?"

Shi Jin looked at her with focused eyes, and suddenly became serious: "Shengsheng, we won't have children."

Oh, she forgot, Doctor Shi is a DINK.

Without continuing this topic, she and Shi Jin went to the front desk, and the staff notified the child's family through the mall broadcast. After waiting for less than five minutes, the child's mother came over, her eyes were red, she had obviously cried, and she was sorry for them. Eun Wan thanked her for a long time before leaving with the child in her arms.

There were still some things that were not bought, so they went to the fresh food section again, Jiang Jiusheng was silent all the way, Shi Jin glanced at her a few times, but got no response.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Um."

Shi Jin pulled her and did not continue walking: "Angry?" Afraid that she would be angry, his tone was very light.

Jiang Jiusheng shook her head: "No." She was honest, "I was wondering why you don't want a child."

What's wrong with her? Or did Shi Jin have something to hide?

Seeing her frowning, Shi Jin knew what she was thinking: "Don't think about it, there is no other reason." Shi Jin patiently explained to her, "Everything I do has a strong purpose. If the purpose is not established, there is no reason to do it. For example, I don’t think it is necessary to raise a child, and I even think it is superfluous.” Why do you want to have a person who is fused with her and turn the world of two people into one? The three of them shared, and he didn't think it was necessary at all. He even rejected it. He rejected this world. Besides him, there were existences closer to Jiang Jiusheng.

The idea is a bit extreme.

Jiang Jiusheng thought about it for a while: "What if there is a purpose?"

"What?"

Shi Jin is definitely not interested in carrying on the family line, raising children for old age, and so on. Her reason is simply a bit unreasonable: "For example, I just want it."

Shi Jin was speechless.

He had imagined all the consequences of not having an heir, and he didn't care about it, but why did he forget the most important point, it might be difficult for him to disobey her.

Shi Jin frowned for a long time, and said, "I think it's too early for us to discuss this issue." In the future, he will naturally have plans.

Jiang Jiusheng answered fluently: "I think so too." They didn't even manage to have a baby. Thinking of this, she asked in a strange way, "Shi Jin, does the supermarket have contraceptive condoms?" She had never bought that thing before. , do not understand market conditions.

Shi Jin was stunned, and after a few seconds: "...Yes."

It was a very heavy topic, but I don't know why it got sidetracked. In short, they couldn't get back, and the two of them went straight to avoid it. pregnant. set of shelves.

With a hot face, Jiang Jiusheng just took two boxes and left.

Shi Jin called her to stop: "Sheng Sheng."

"Huh?" She lowered her head, her ears burning.

"I took it wrong." There was a smile in his words, Shi Jin was much more calm than her.

Jiang Jiusheng bit the bullet and looked at it, and then asked Shi Jin, "Don't you like this flavor?" She took the strawberry flavored one, and she didn't know that this thing had different flavors, which is amazing.

Shi Jin walked up to her, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear: "The size is wrong."

Jiang Jiusheng was dumbfounded, the heat shot up from his neck to his face.

Shi Jin gave a low laugh, changed it calmly, and took two more boxes. So, why did she buy it so unreservedly. pregnant. Jiang Jiusheng was a little annoyed, and was dragged away by Shi Jin without saying a word.

"Shi Jin." Her voice was low.

Shi Jin slowed down his pace: "Yes."

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, his eyes drifted away unnaturally: "Have you bought it?"

He shook his head: "No."

"Then why do you know so much?"

Shi Jin smiled slightly, pulled her into his arms, and said warmly: "I studied medicine abroad, and someone in my dormitory bought a cabinet, I've seen it before."

Foreigners have always been very open in this regard.

Jiang Jiusheng had a serious expression: "Don't be friends with him in the future." He will be taught badly.

Shi Jin kissed her forehead through the mask: "Okay."

In the afternoon, Mo Bing came over. Because Lin Anzhi had a trip abroad and Mo Bing spent New Year's Eve alone, Jiang Jiusheng invited her to the apartment.

While Shi Jin was busy in the kitchen, Jiang Jiusheng and Mo Bing talked about children.

"How many children will you and Lin Anzhi have in the future?"

Mo Bing said: "Two, preferably one male and one female."

Jiang Jiusheng was a little melancholy: "The doctor in my family was DINK."

This is not easy. After all, Jiang Jiusheng likes children very much. Mo Bing thought about it and gave her a trick: "When you want to give birth, you can pierce the condom."

Jiang Jiusheng thought deeply and felt that this was feasible.

Mo Bing looked at the sad look of his own artist, it was really funny. Thinking about her previous disposition, she thought that she would escape into the Buddhist sect when she saw through the mortal world, and looking at the present, she kept saying the same thing as Shi Jin, When talking about him, her eyes are full of brilliance, hey, love will make people wear off their edges and corners and become soft.

"I also think it's too much for you two not to have children." Mo Bing said solemnly.

Jiang Jiusheng was in high spirits: "How to say?"

Mo Bing rubbed his chin: "How can such a good gene of Shi Jin be wasted." That face, that IQ, absolutely nothing!

Jiang Jiusheng didn't mean to be joking at all, and said with a serious face, "I think so too."

Mo Bing laughed and scolded 'husband slave'.

The phone on the table rang.

"Shi Jin, your phone is ringing." Jiang Jiusheng glanced at the incoming call, but there was no display, but she just recognized the number, "It's your brother."

Shi Jin was in the kitchen: "You pick it up for me."

Jiang Jiusheng answered the phone: "Hello."

Qin Mingzhu recognized who it was: "Sister-in-law Six."

"Your brother is in the kitchen."

"It's nothing, I wish you all a new year." His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had just woken up after staying up late.

So cute.

Jiang Jiusheng's voice couldn't help softening: "What about you? Are you in the Qin family?"

Qin Mingzhu replied one by one: "Not at Qin's house, but at the club." After a while, he said again, "I'm alone."

The voice sounded a little sullen and a little lonely.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't even think about it: "Do you want to come over?"

"want!"

She laughed.

This is probably the purpose of Qin Mingzhu's call.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jiusheng went to the kitchen: "Shi Jin, Mingzhu will come over later."

"Yeah." He was slicing the fish, using a scalpel, moving unhurriedly, bending over a little, wearing a white apron with a red home sweater inside, the same style as Jiang Jiusheng's, with his head bowed and his neck slender.

It's so beautiful, it looks good when you cook.

Jiang Jiusheng rolled up his sleeves: "Let me help you."

Shi Jin raised his head, put down the knife, wiped his hands, and pushed her to the door: "Hey, go out and stay."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't leave, he wanted to help him.

Shi Jin bowed his head and kissed.

Well, she's out, out of his way.

Sitting on the hanging chair, Mo Bing folded his arms and teased, "Tsk tsk tsk, you are so virtuous."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and said nothing, the doorbell rang, she went to open the door, and it was Xie Muzhou who came with glutinous rice balls, the old man was wearing a Tangshan suit and a down jacket, he was very energetic, and the corners of his mouth were wrinkled with a smile: "Happy New Year! , Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled: "You too, happy new year."

She went to get clean slippers, just squatted down, Tang Yuan stuck out her tongue and licked her hand.

"Aww!"

Tangyuan wore a red dress today, and tied a bow on her head. She was very festive and seemed very happy, with her mouth grinning.

Jiang Jiusheng rubbed its round head: "Happy New Year too with glutinous rice balls."

Tangyuan shook her head, and Sa Yazi ran into the living room, howling as she ran.

"Aw!"

"Aw!"

Like a runaway wild horse, galloped into the balcony.

Jiang Bomei, who was lying on the balcony watching the snow, barked, Tangyuan immediately laughed like a silly dog, and rushed over: "Wow~"

Master Xie looked at the silly dog, feeling melancholy and worried, and asked Jiang Jiusheng: "Shengsheng, is Bomei on birth control?"

Jiang Jiusheng nodded.

Bomei is more than two years old, and she has already undergone animal birth control.

Master Xie was relieved: "That's good, that silly dog ​​Tang Yuan, yesterday saw a litter of puppies in the neighbor's house, and barked all night, and probably wanted to have a litter too. I heard that I would come to see Bomei today, early in the morning. I grabbed a red dress and wanted to put it on, and then ran to show it off to the bitch next door."

It was as if it could lay a litter right away.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing.

On the balcony, the little princess of glutinous rice balls in a red dress kept arching on Bomei's body, screaming as she arched, her heart was full of spring.

Tangyuan looked up: "Oh~" Brother Gouzi~

Bomei shook her head: "Wow!" Go away, I don't like you!

Press down on the glutinous rice balls: "Oh~" Brother Gouzi, glutinous rice balls are so rare for you~

Bomei drilled everywhere: "Wow!" Don't touch this dog!

Master Xie: "..."

He just wants to throw away a dog like Tangyuan!

Jiang Jiusheng poured a cup of tea, offered it to Master Xie, and asked, "Where's the swing?"

"I went to Yuwen's house, come later." Master Xie took the cup, took a sip, good guy, the best Dahongpao! Do doctors earn so much?

Shi Jin came out of the kitchen, followed Jiang Jiusheng in calling 'teacher', and then raised the temperature in the living room. He spoke little, but not arrogant, graceful and graceful.

Master Xie smiled like a winter jasmine: "I'm cooking, I've worked so hard for hours."

Hour:"……"

Master Xie was also polite, and let 'Hour' go to work, no need to say hello, he ate a piece of mung bean cake, and took another sip of Dahongpao: "Shengsheng, do you want another plate?"

Jiang Jiusheng said yes: "I'll go get Go."

Taking advantage of his spare time, Master Xie called his son.

"Dangdang, where are you?"

"Elevated."

Xie Dang's tone could be heard to be irritated.

Master Xie guessed it: "It's snowing so much, there must be a traffic jam."

"I can't move at all." Xie Dang was very anxious, he had been stuck for an hour.

Master Xie said nonchalantly: "Then you can crawl over here." Whoever asked him to go to drink with Yuwen on New Year's Eve, deserved to block him!

Xie Dang: "..." It's my own father!

He hung up the phone, and anxiously grabbed a handful of wool rolls, feeling extremely unhappy, which really made him doubt his life. When he looked up, there was heavy snow falling outside the car window, and the silver clothes were hazy.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The car window rang three times, Xie Dang looked up, first saw a hand wearing a white plush glove, looked up, a small smiling face, wearing a hat of the same style as the glove, looking very Q.

"It's really you."

Net red, it is also true to talk about ink treasures.

Xie Dang rolled down half of the car window, wearing a mask, unable to see his expression: "How do you know it's me?"

Uh... It can't be said that she once nailed his tires and remembered his car. Tan Mobao didn't change his face: "Oh, I'm not your black fan, I saw your car when I checked your Weibo."

I have never seen such an arrogant black fan.

Xie Dang didn't want to talk to black fans.

Tan Mobao is naturally familiar, and he smiled harmlessly: "Thirty years old, where are you going?"

Xie Dang was neither hot nor cold: "Go to Jiang Jiusheng's house to celebrate the New Year."

When Tan Mobao heard it, his expression changed instantly, from envy—jealousy—hate!

"I guess there is still traffic." Tan Mobao is a considerate girl. She is generous, sensible and graceful, and asks kindly and kindly, "How about I lend you the car? The four-wheeled one can't be driven, and the two-wheeled one is needed." .”

Xie Dang was a little curious about someone wandering on the elevated road: "You don't have to go home?"

Tan Mobao looked nonchalant and used to it: "I ran away from home." Ms. Yang was too noisy, and she needed to purify her ears.

Xie Dang didn't ask any further questions, instead he glanced out of the car window with nothing in his eyes.

Tan Mobao immediately pushed her car forward: "Have you ever driven the little sheep?"

A little yellow sheep that just looks... stupid.

Xie Dang hesitated for a long time, reluctantly asked Tan Mobao, "Did you bring your driver's license?"

"Bring it."

Xie Dang said, "Let's change cars."

Seeing that he is Shengsheng's younger brother, Tan Mobao is very straightforward: "Okay."

Xie Dang got out of the car, and she handed him the little sheep's helmet, which was in the shape of a yellow duck.

He didn't answer, and looked at the bright yellow thing with disgust: "Is there anyone who is not so stupid?" How could he wear such a stupid thing with his noble hair and his incomparable wool rolls.

I really want to hit him!

Holding back, Tan Mobao spread his hands: "No, there is only such a stupid one." Love it or not.

Xie Dang struggled for a moment, looked at the elevated highway that was blocked beyond sight, and took the 'stupid' helmet: "Give me your number." Immediately added, "Don't get me wrong, it's for a different car."

Tan Mobao replied with a playful smile: "Don't get me wrong, I am your senior sister's fan." As for this little ancestor, he has been black all his life, so he doesn't explain it!

Then, give the number in one hand and the car key in the other, and the deal is done!

The road was covered by heavy snow, and the cedar trees in Yujing Yinwan were bent by the snow. Occasionally, birds on the branches pecked at the branches, revealing a little green color.

Jiang Jiusheng put down the chess pieces: "Teacher, you lost again."

Lost again!

In the third game, repeated battles and repeated defeats!

Xie Muzhou took a sip of tea, it was lukewarm, I don't know when Jiang Jiusheng refills the tea for him, but he didn't enjoy himself enough: "Shengsheng, have another plate."

She said yes, when she was picking chess pieces, the message rang. After reading it, she turned to Mo Bing and asked, "Can you play chess?"

Mo Bing had a piece of mung bean cake in his mouth: "No."

"Then go down and help me pick up younger brother Shi Jin. You've met, Qin Mingzhu, he's a little road-crazy."

a bit? Where is it.

Mo Bing wiped his hands with a wet towel, gestured OK, got up, took his coat and umbrella, and went out.

Jiang Jiusheng and Xie Muzhou played another game, Shi Jin was in the kitchen, occasionally, he would come out to see her, just sitting next to her, watching the chess without saying a word.

On the balcony, two plump, fat dogs, one big and one small, looked at each other.

The glutinous rice balls grinned and howled: "Oh~" Brother Gouzi~

Bo Meiai ignored her answer: "Wow!" Go aside!

Glutinous rice balls scratching Pomeranian's tail: "Oh~" Brother Gouzi looks at my hair~

Bomei shook off: "Wow!" Almost blind!

The glutinous rice balls leaned over: "Oh~" Brother Gouzi, am I beautiful?

Bomei hugged her head: "Wow!" Silly dog!

The glutinous rice balls are gathered again: "Oh~" Brother Gouzi kisses~

Bomei scratched her paw: "Wow!" Don't touch this dog!

The glutinous rice balls grabbed Bomei's paw in one bite: "Oh~" Gouzi brother gave birth together~

Bomei resisted: "Wow!" This dog would rather die than obey!

"Aw~" Birth~

"Wow!" No!

Tangyuan rushed forward and pressed Jiang Bomei to the ground. With the tonnage of Tangyuan, the little Bomei almost didn't come up in one breath, and couldn't move under the pressure. Forget it, I still scratched its stomach and sniffed its balls...

"..." Chastity is not guaranteed! Dogs are born without love!

downstairs.

Qin Mingzhu parked the car and stood at the gate of the community to look around.

Not far away, under the cedar tree, Mo Bing came out with an umbrella and waved: "Here."

It was dusk, it was snowing, the sky was cloudy, the street lights in the neighborhood were on, and the trees were covered with white snow. She was holding a big black umbrella and her coat was also black, which was particularly conspicuous in the snow.

Qin Mingzhu walked over.

Only then did Mo Bing remember that she only took an umbrella, raised it slightly, and deflected half of the umbrella to Qin Mingzhu's side: "Your sister-in-law asked me to pick you up."

He lowered his head and walked into the umbrella: "Oh." Glancing at her hand holding the umbrella, he seemed to be struggling with something, and without speaking, he lowered his head, pressed his body down, took two steps, and still said, " I'll hold on."

Mo Bing gave him the umbrella.

He is tall and his skin is too fair. No matter how he looks at it, Mo Bing looks like a milky puppy, which makes people feel an inexplicable desire for protection.

Walking side by side, Mo Bing said, "My name is Mo Bing."

With his head down, and a few flakes of snowflakes on his grandma's ashes, he announced his name: "Qin Mingzhu."

Then, after walking for a while, at this point, there were no pedestrians on the road, and it was very quiet, so quiet that people were uncomfortable. Mo Bing found a topic: "Did you drive here?"

He rubbed his eyes, as if he didn't wake up: "Yeah."

"Know the way?"

"I know." When he called his sixth brother, he set off early and walked around for four hours. Fortunately, it wasn't too long.

The phone rang, Mo Bing glanced at the incoming call, and said to Qin Mingzhu: "This is the building, the elevator is on the left, you go in first."

After finishing speaking, she walked out of the umbrella, put on the hat of the black down jacket, and connected the phone: "Is the promotion over?" After walking a few steps, she leaned against the lamppost and lowered her head to talk on the phone.

It was Lin Anzhi, who asked where she was.

Mo Bing stepped on the snow on the ground, bowed his head and said, "I'm at Shengsheng's house."

Behind him, Qin Mingzhu was still standing there, struggling.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine here, you have to take care of yourself." Her attention was on the other end of the phone, she didn't pay attention to the people behind her, she leaned against the lamppost, chatting with Lin Anzhi in a rambling manner.

"Don't cook alone, you have a bad stomach, you can't eat outside, and you can push it when you can, and don't drink if you can't push it."

The sound is very low, windy, and the timbre is particularly soft.

"The temperature difference over there is huge. I've packed the clothes for day and night for you. The date is written on the outside of the bag. Cold medicine and stomach medicine are in your bag."

"The law and order over there is not very good, don't go out at night..."

She leaned against the orange street lamp, speaking slowly and eloquently.

Qin Mingzhu hesitated for a long time, then walked over.

A shadow turned into a pair of shadows, he raised his umbrella high to cover the snow above her head, he raised his hand high, he stood far away, she didn't notice, she was still exhorting, occasionally laughing lightly.

Like a nagging old lady.

After talking for a long time, she hung up the phone, rubbed her hands that were a little stiff from the cold, and turned her head to see Qin Mingzhu standing motionless behind her with an umbrella.

It turned out that he never left.

Mo Bing looked at the snow on his shoulder: "Sorry."

Qin Mingzhu looked at her, his eyes were foggy and hazy, and he said, "It's okay, but my hands are numb, can I take an umbrella?"