My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Mo Bing immediately refused: "You can lend me your car and I'll drive back myself."

Qin Mingzhu gave her the car keys.

Mo Bing said "see you later", stepped on the accelerator, and disappeared.

Qin Mingzhu was still standing, staring blankly, a little annoyed, and kicked the snow under her feet.

Da Fei, the jungler of the team, came back to get something and happened to see the captain standing at the door. He walked up and said, "Captain, you're back." Then he looked at the car driving away and was so surprised, "Hey, that's not you. Your car?”

Qin Mingzhu ignored him.

Da Fei took a closer look and said, "There's a girl in the car!" Looking at the back of her head, she should be a beautiful girl. This was incredible. Da Fei shouted excitedly, "Captain, you actually didn't tell me that there was someone outside!"

Qin Mingzhu raised her eyelids and said coldly: "If you howl again, I will kill you alone."

"..."

Da Fei understands, there must be something fishy about killing people and silencing them!

At half past ten, Tianbei Hospital.

The door to the operating room opened and Shi Jin walked out.

Yuwen rushed to stand up: "How is it?" He looked up, his eyes were full of tiredness, his hair was slightly messy, and his off-white knitted sweater was stained with blood, which had dried.

Shi Jin took off the mask: "We are out of danger, but whether the hand can recover depends on the rehabilitation situation."

Yuwen Chongchong leaned against the wall, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Shi Jin, "Thank you."

"Need not."

Shi Jin took a brief look at the silent man in military uniform. He was middle-aged, with neat clothes and a calm expression, without any trace of embarrassment.

Father and son are in sharp contrast.

When Shi Jin left, Yuwen Chongchong turned to look at his father, his eyes cold: "Go back, I'm afraid she will wake up and see you and cut herself again."

Yuwen Tansheng stood up and straightened his tie: "I come here every two days. Isn't it annoying?"

The tone was cold and ruthless, as if the person inside who had been through hell had nothing to do with him.

Yuwen Chong clenched his fists and shouted word by word: "Yuwen Tansheng."

He raised his head and wore his military cap properly: "Is this how you talk to your dad?"

his father.

Yes, I no longer want to admit that he is also his father. His flesh and blood are his, and his last name is also his. Even his face looks like him.

But why? Why did he have such a father?

"You can play if you want, but can you go farther away? Can you not let my mother see it! Can you not touch the people around her! She is your wife, she bears your surname, and she gives birth to children for you. She waits for you to come home every day. She committed suicide eight times for you. She has been Mrs. Yuwen for twenty-seven years." Yuwen Chong paused for a long time, and his voice couldn't help but choke. He begged word by word, "Can't you leave her alive?"

After hearing this, Yuwen Tansheng suddenly laughed: "I left a way for her to survive?" He touched the corner of his mouth, and the smile completely disappeared, "Then why didn't she leave a way for my wife and children to survive?"

Yuwen Chongchong was stunned.

"Do you know how your mother married into the Yuwen family?"

How could he know that his parents were busy fighting each other to the death, and they had never had a peaceful day since he could remember.

Yuwen Tansheng gritted his back molars tightly, the veins in his neck throbbed, he glared angrily, and hated every word: "She killed the woman I wanted to marry, and my child, who is eight months old." , she didn’t let it go.”

So, that’s it.

Yuwen Chong raised his eyes, his gaze unavoidable: "So, you also want to kill her child?" He walked closer and sneered, "You want to kill me? Father."

His eyes were all gray, but aggressive.

Yuwen Tansheng subconsciously took a step back, panicked for a moment, and then looked up, his eyes were only cold. He looked at the face in front of him that looked so much like himself, and said: "The thing I regret most in my life is , that is why you brothers and sisters were born."

No wonder, I have turned a blind eye to their brother and sister for more than 20 years.

Yu Wen clenched his fist into a fist, and his palms were pierced by nails. He touched the scarlet red on his hand, and said as if nothing had happened: "It's okay to say this to me, but don't let my sister hear it."

At eleven o'clock, the TV in the living room was still on. Jiang Jiusheng was nestled on the sofa, drifting off to sleep. The phone on the table suddenly vibrated. She didn't even look at the call and answered it directly.

"Hello."

There was no response on the other end of the phone, just breathing.

Jiang Jiusheng glanced at the number: "Yuwen, why don't you speak?"

His voice was hoarse: "It's nothing. I want to ask you if Shi Jin got home safely."

"Not yet." Jiang Jiusheng sat up from the sofa and turned down the TV volume, "How do you know he is outside?"

"His patient is my mother." His voice was deep, suppressing all emotions. He sounded without any fluctuations, but was extremely desolate and hoarse.

Jiang Jiusheng recognized it as soon as he heard it: "Stop smoking, your voice is dumb."

He didn't say whether it was okay or not: "Hang up."

Then, the phone was cut off. He lowered his head and rubbed the words on the phone with his fingers.

a money tree.

After a long time, he turned off his phone, looked at the cigarette butts on the ground, smiled, lit another cigarette, leaned against the wall of the hospital corridor, and smoked as hard as he could.

Fortunately, she is still there. It doesn't matter if she is not around. Just listen to her voice, which can make him feel that he is still alive.

Probably the smoke was too strong, the smoke was choking, and his eyes were filled with tears.

Not long after Yu Wen Chong hung up the phone, there was a sound at the door.

Jiang Jiusheng put on his shoes, got up and ran over. When he saw Shi Jin, he smiled and went over to hug him: "I'm back."

Shi Jin brushed the hair beside her ear: "Well, I'm back."

"Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Shi."

He lowered his head, kissed her on the face, took off his coat, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Shou Sui." Jiang Jiusheng stopped and stood on tiptoe to help him, "I'm still waiting for you."

Shi Jin bent down and asked her to help take off his coat, and then led her out of the entrance hall: "Why are your hands so cold?"

As he spoke, he took her hand and put it into his clothes.

Jiang Jiusheng was about to retract, but when he touched his abdominal muscles, he stopped moving. He rubbed his palm against Shi Jin's abdomen, feeling warm and smooth.

Following the movements of her hands, Shi Jin put her on his lap and sat on the sofa together.

She lay in his arms, smelled the smell of disinfectant on his body, and asked, "How is Yuwen Chongchong's mother?"

"Rescued." Shi Jin replied simply and concisely without going into details.

Jiang Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After hugging her for a while, Shi Jin put her on the sofa: "I'm dirty, wait for me for a while."

"Um."

He covered her with the blanket and went to the bathroom.

The TV was on, and more than half of the Spring Festival Gala had passed. Jiang Jiusheng was nestled on the sofa, replying to New Year's greetings from relatives and friends one by one. Outside the window, fireworks were noisy and snowflakes were falling.

After Shi Jin finished washing, he took a towel and squatted at Jiang Jiusheng's feet, looking up: "Shengsheng, wipe my hair."

His hair had not been trimmed for a long time. It was longer, thin and shredded, slightly covering his eyes. The ends of his hair were soft and drooping obediently.

In this way, she always feels like Pomeranian, very well-behaved.

She took the towel and gently wiped his hair.

Shi Jin raised his head to look at her. The light from above fell on his long eyelashes, casting a shadow on them, slightly blocking the light under his eyes. He was so gentle and beautiful.

He whispered softly: "On the way back, I thought for a long time about what to give you as a New Year's gift."

"Did you think of it?"

"No." Shi Jin stood up slightly, grabbed her hand, and put it around her neck. His hair was half dry, his eyes were slightly moist, and his profile was a little sexy. He said slowly, "My house, my dog, My money, as well as my people, are originally yours, and whatever I give you is just borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled, threw away the towel in her hand, hugged Shi Jin's neck and pulled closer, she said, "Your people are not mine yet."

Shi Jin laughed in a low voice, with the corners of his eyes bent, and his eyes were clear but not demonic: "Do you want it now?" His voice was low and deep, which could confuse people's hearts.

Her family's doctor was really a seductress, extremely charming.

"Yes." After saying that, she hooked Shi Jin's neck without any shyness, hugged him and lay on the sofa together, their bodies touching each other, the temperature was hot.

She smiled and raised her hand to unbutton his pajamas.

Shi Jin grabbed her hand and looked at the sweater that fell off her shoulders. Her chest was slightly bulging. He lowered his head and sucked hard. An ambiguous voice overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his hoarse and low voice said: "Go." Room?" He said, "The sofa is too small."

"good."

He picked her up and walked to the bedroom.

Bang, the door was closed, the lights in the living room were still on, and the TV was on. Jiang Bomei on the balcony woke up, groaned, and continued to sleep.

Outside the window, snowflakes fell lingeringly, and the sky was filled with broken fireworks. Their bright mottled colors captivated the eyes of lovers.

For a long time, the bells of the square were heard in the distance. It was midnight, and all the fireworks rushed into the sky together, exploding into gorgeous flowers.

The sound of firecrackers signals farewell to the old and welcomes the new.

In the room, the atmosphere of love has not yet dissipated, and the two reflections are intertwined. They stand in front of the window embracing each other, watching the bright fire outside the window rise and fall.

She turned around and said, "Happy New Year, Shi Jin."

Shi Jin hugged her from behind, his voice hoarse and still full of lust: "Happy New Year, Shengsheng."

He was covered with a thin quilt, she was in his arms, the moonlight was in her arms, and the fireworks in the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows melted into his eyes. He lowered his head and smelled his own scent on her neck, which was the smell of shaving water, with a hint of mint. fragrant.

"Baby."

"Um."

He buried his head, kissed her neck, and said, "I still want it."

Jiang Jiusheng turned around and snuggled into his arms. Under the thin quilt, their naked bodies were close to each other. She said, "Okay."

Shi Jin kissed her lips: "On the sofa?"

"good."

He picked her up and said, "Shengsheng, hold me tight."

She is extremely well-behaved.

The New Year's bells have stopped, the fireworks have not stopped, and the snow is falling heavily. It is the first snow in the new year.

At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Jiusheng posted a Weibo message, which was only visible to friends.

May you have warm winters;

May your spring not be cold;

May you have a light when it’s dark and an umbrella when it rains;

May time slow down and old friends never be separated;

May someone accompany you at dusk, and may someone ask you whether the porridge is warm;

May you be away for half your life and still a young man when you return.

There are stars in the night and fish in the river. May I meet my beloved in this life and live up to the Tathagata and live up to you.

The sky broke through the clouds, the heavy snow stopped for a while, and the sun actually came out on New Year's Day.

Jiang Jiusheng opened her eyes. It was dawn. She rubbed her eyes and turned over. She saw Shi Jin sitting on the recliner by the window, holding a book in his hand and looking at her.

"What time is it?" Her voice was dry and uncomfortable.

Shi Jin put down the book, fed her the warm water on the bedside table, and said, "Ten o'clock."

Ten o'clock...

It’s really like the spring night is short and the day is rising.

"Why don't you wake me up?" Jiang Jiusheng looked up at Shi Jin, her eyebrows were slightly charming. She was wearing Shi Jin's pajamas, which were a bit too big, and the collar slid down her shoulders.

Shi Jin lowered his head and could see the traces of love on her chest, which were red and were bitten by him when he was passionate. He didn't know the seriousness of it. He straightened her clothes and gently rubbed her through the thin layer. Then he said, "I want you to sleep a little longer." Asked her, "Would you like to get up now?"

Jiang Jiusheng was tickled by him, so he moved away and said, "I want to get up."

Shi Jin pulled her into his arms: "I'll hold you."

She pushed him away and said with a smile: "Doctor Shi, I have hands and feet."

He let go and let her get up by herself. As soon as she got out of bed, her legs went weak...

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She was so embarrassed that her neck turned red, and she raised her head and glared at Shi Jin.

Shi Jin squatted down with a smile: "Don't be angry, it's my fault." He picked her up and put her on the bed. She was wearing his pajamas. The hem only reached the roots of her legs. Her slender legs were very fair, but there were some Shi Jin squatted at her feet, kissed her legs, and said with a half-smile, "I'll be gentler next time."

She no longer believed this sentence.

He said it many times last night, but he was always trying to coax her.

Jiang Jiusheng covered her hot face and whispered, "The bed sheets are dirty." His eyes glanced at the white bed sheets, and there was a hint of deep red, which was very conspicuous.

Shi Jin knew she was shy and didn't bother her: "You go brush your teeth and eat, and I'll change."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Xu family villa was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, which was very festive.

The old man was in a good mood and was shoveling snow in the yard energetically. The driver, Lao Jiang, brought a tablet to show the old man.

"Minister, look, our Miss Sesel and Master Qingjiu are both on the hot searches."

When Mr. Xu was still in the Ministry of Justice, Lao Jiang worked as a driver for him. Now that he has retired, he can't change his ways. He has been yelling at the ministers for more than 20 years.

Although Mr. Xu was usually stern and stern, although he always said he was unforgiving towards his grandchildren, he felt extremely painful in his heart.

Putting down the shovel, the old man said with a straight face: "These two kids have no choice but to enter the entertainment industry. They are in the news every day and never stop."

It sounds like scolding, right? In fact, the old man is showing off his children. The general meaning is - look, look, how amazing my grandson and granddaughter are. People all over the country like them. They are more famous than the national leaders.

The old man brought the presbyopia: "Bring it to me and see."

Lao Jiang handed over the tablet, worried that the elderly would not be able to use it, and even taught him the touch screen function.

Mr. Xu put on his reading glasses and clicked on his granddaughter's hot topics. He looked at each word from a distance as if reading a newspaper.

The old man had a question: "What does illegitimate meal mean?"

When Lao Jiang saw the hot topic, he showed it to the old man. Without reading the content, he went over to take a look and explained: "He is just a crazy fan who likes to follow and take secret photos."

When the old man heard this, he said, "That's not necessary." He quickly told Lao Jiang, "Call me and ask Sesu if this illegitimate affair is bullying her."

"Okay, I'll call right now." Lao Jiang dialed the number and waited for the connection.

Mr. Xu sighed: "Today's young people." He clicked on the topic of his grandson Xu Qingjiu, and after reading the title, he was confused, "Old Jiang, what does it mean to come out as gay?"

Lao Jiang's hands trembled and he dropped his phone: "Who came out?"

"My boy Qingjiu, everyone on the Internet is saying that he has come out." Mr. Xu adjusted his reading glasses and said, "Let me read the message."

Lao Jiang thought: It’s over.

After watching for less than three minutes, the old man threw the tablet on the table: "Call the boss, second, third, third, and several other children over here."

On New Year's Day, the Xu family was busy.

【Xu Qingjiu Su Qing】

【Jingse’s illegitimate meal】

The two hot topics are all about the Xu family. They are so awesome. Their popularity is almost as high as the [Spring Festival Gala Voted Most Popular Program].

It is said that on New Year's Eve last night, the famous singer Xu Qingjiu and the famous actor Su Qing were both invited to the gala. At ten o'clock, Xu Qingjiu's performance ended, and Zhou Liang went to pick them up, thinking that he could have a reunion dinner with him at the Capital Hotel.

While in the parking garage.

"That's Su Qing?" Why was he so talkative at that time? He pointed out the car window and said to Xu Qingjiu, "That man can't be his father, why does it look like they are quarreling."

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Did you notice it’s cheaper today? Hahaha, I'm lazy, I missed a thousand words!

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