My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

But we have entered the tiger and leopard's den.

Xu Qingjiu pulled her to the room, closed the door, turned around, pressed her against the door and kissed her.

Su Qing: "..." There was pain on her lip, and she pushed Xu Qingjiu, "Don't bite it."

Xu Qingjiu took another bite, and then licked her gently. He was a little annoyed, but he couldn't bear to scold her, so he said awkwardly: "Let you seduce others again."

The sky was up and the earth was down. Su Qing denied: "I didn't." She pulled her love rival when he was about to fall down the stairs and did some ideological work for her love rival. She couldn't just ignore death, right? You can't let fancy girls go astray, right? There's really no point in that.

Xu Qingjiu snorted: "Qiao Qingqian's eyes are glued to you."

The vinegar smell is very strong.

Su Qing was also helpless: "It's too charming, and there's nothing I can do about it."

She really didn't seduce her, so she taught her love rival how to behave. Unexpectedly, her love rival turned out to be a douchebag, and she was helpless.

Xu Qingjiu hugged her waist and demanded her awkwardly and forcefully: "Don't look at other women and men in the future." He softened his tone and said in a dull voice, "I don't feel safe."

This little innocence.

Su Qing held his face and pecked his lips: "So, do you feel safe?"

Xu Qingjiu directly turned his back on the guest and kissed her deeply, from the door to the cupboard door and then to the bed. They kissed her. I don't know if it was Xu Qingjiu or Su Qing, but he sat on the remote control on the bed.

The TV turned on without warning.

Then--

Just a rough breath.

Su Qing was as stunned as if she had been struck by lightning.

Xu Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and then hurriedly looked for the remote control with a red face. The more anxious he became, the less he could find it.

On the TV, the two men continued to have fun.

"So comfortable——"

The TV was turned off, the heavy breathing and light panting stopped, and then... what I was most afraid of was that the air suddenly became quiet.

Su Qing's face turned from red to purple, and finally blue. Her mood changed from thunderstorm to cloudy and then to storm. She squinted her eyes, which was a dangerous message.

Xu Qingjiu blushed and said hurriedly: "Listen to my explanation."

Su Qing sat on the bed, clasping her hands in a leisurely manner: "Explain, I'll give you one minute to speak freely."

Xu Qingjiu hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said with a blushing face: "The film is not mine. I have never seen it before. Brother Liang gave it to me."

Zhou Liang’s unscrupulous agent!

Su Qing greeted him several times in her mind first, and looked at Xu Qingjiu seriously: "Why did he let you watch this kind of video?"

Xu Qingjiu lowered his head and glanced unnaturally: "Because I can't."

"Can't do anything?"

After asking, Su Qing came to his senses. She wanted to bite her tongue, her head was congested, and then she had convulsions. She actually asked again out of nowhere: "Have you learned it now?"

Xu Qingjiu licked his lips and hesitated: "I know a little bit."

So, do you want to continue discussing the secrets and postures of the attack and suffering battle? How should we continue talking about this topic? No, no, no, you can’t rot! She cannot expose her rotten girl's heart which is hopelessly poisoned by Danmei.

Su Qing said seriously: "Don't watch videos like this in the future," she blurted out, "Just ask me if you don't know."

What did she say?

Okay, give up on treatment.

Although Xu Qingjiu was embarrassed, he readily agreed: "Okay."

Su Qing continued to talk about business: "You give Zhou Liang a call."

Xu Qingjiu dialed Zhou Liang's number.

The call was connected, and Su Qing answered it with a very righteous and solemn tone: "Brother Liang, don't show my boyfriend some messy videos in the future, so as not to teach him a bad lesson."

Zhou Liang, who was originally in a good mood over the weekend, was suddenly in a bad mood: "..."

Who is he doing this for, the party and the people?

After the birthday banquet, Su Qing went back. Ms. Wang stayed with her overnight out of politeness, but how could she have the courage to stay overnight for fear that the old man would have a stroke if he looked at her a few more times.

Evening, twelve o'clock.

Su Qing was sleeping soundly when the doorbell rang and kept ringing tirelessly. Su Qing put on some clothes and got up from the quilt. She was disturbed from her dream. She was very angry. She looked through the peephole to see who it was and said calmly. Face opened the door: "How did you -"

Xu Qingjiu hugged her, as happy as a retard: "Su Qing, my grandfather has no objection."

What exciting news!

It seemed that the old man and Xu Qing had been talking for a long time that night. Su Qing sniffed: "How much wine have you drunk?"

"Not much." Xu Qingjiu tilted his head and smiled stupidly, "A pound of white wine."

One pound...

Is this his biological grandson? The old man drank it too hard. Su Qing felt sorry for Xu Qingjiu's stomach. She took one of his arms and put him on the sofa: "Go and lie down for a while, and I'll make you a hangover soup."

Xu Qingjiu held her arm and refused to let go, saying like a rogue: "No." Then he said like a rogue, "I want you." Then with a strong tug, he pulled Su Qing to the sofa and fell together. He held her face and kissed her. .

Su Qing stopped fussing with the drunkard and let him kiss her, but something was wrong if she kissed him. Xu Qingjiu's breathing became more and more rapid, his head was sweating, he was at a loss and moved in an unorganized manner: "I don't care about good people." Brother’s video, please teach me, I feel uncomfortable, Su Qing, Su Qing.”

Su Qing held his hand and said, "You can't touch it."

Xu Qingjiu grabbed her hand and put it into his clothes. His other hand touched Su Qing's waist: "I let you touch it too."

She stopped: "Xu Qingjiu——"

He had put his hands on her breasts, and then he was stunned for a moment and said, "You are so soft here."

I was attacked in the chest without any warning...

The next day, Su Qing was not only late, but also went to the company with big dark circles under her eyes. Her whole person looked wilted.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at her drooped eyelids: "Didn't you sleep well?"

Su Qing lay on the table listlessly: "Yesterday after I left the Xu family, Xu Qingjiu had a profound meeting with his grandfather. The result of the meeting should be that we agreed to have sex with each other. After that, Xu Qingjiu was very happy and drank a lot."

When drunk, there are usually many stories and accidents.

Jiang Jiusheng asked: "What happens next?"

"He was drunk and came to my house in the middle of the night." Su Qing was unhappy and a little annoyed. "It was inappropriate for a child for fifteen minutes. My head was congested and he touched my breast."

Jiang Jiusheng took a sip of coffee: "Then he found out?"

Su Qing shook her head and said wilfully, "I gave him a hand knife out of reflex and he fainted until this morning."

So what's the problem?

"I stayed up all night, tossing and turning all night, thinking about how to explain to him." Su Qing raised her head and looked at Jiang Jiusheng with a sad expression on her face, "As a result, the first thing he said to me when he woke up was Do you know what it is?"

Jiang Jiusheng was very interested: "What?"

Su Qing gritted her teeth with hatred: "He said he dreamed that I was a woman, and then he was frightened and fainted."

"..."

Xu Qingjiu is relying on his strength to become a gay.

Su Qing frowned and rubbed the center of her eyebrows: "Shengsheng, I'm very scared now. I suspect that I found a steel faggot. He's so bent that I can't straighten it anymore."

Jiang Jiusheng was speechless.

The sky in May is slightly blue, windy, and the sun is not strong, but it is still a little hot.

Picheng, Changbei Airport.

Pedestrians were coming and going, and amid the din, the airport radio was broadcasting tirelessly, with a clear and gentle voice.

"Dear passengers, please note that your flight CA5361 to Melbourne is now boarding. Please board the plane from gate 12."

It was only when we were leaving that I felt that there were still thousands of words to say.

The mother held her daughter's hand, her eyes a little red: "Have all your luggage been checked in?"

It was Mo Bing and her mother, Ms. Ning. Ms. Ning had been a teacher for half her life. She was very bookish, soft-spoken and gentle.

Mo Bing nodded: "Yes."

Ms. Ning asked again: "Where is the currency? Has it been exchanged?"

"It's settled."

"Don't talk to strangers on the road, and don't get into unfamiliar vehicles."

Mo Bing was funny: "Don't worry, it's not the first time I've gone abroad." Even though I've traveled all over the world, in my mother's eyes, it's still like my first time going abroad, and there are always endless reminders and instructions.

Ms. Ning asked many more things, and the radio kept urging her. She reluctantly patted the back of her daughter's hand: "Go in, and call me when you get there."

Mo Bing stepped forward and hugged her mother: "Don't worry, I will pick you and your dad up after I make arrangements." Her father's injuries were not healed yet and he could not travel long distances yet, "I'm going in."

Mo Bing turned around and then suddenly stopped.

There was a long queue in front of Gate 9. The man in white clothes, black pants and sunglasses suddenly stopped.

The person next to me shouted: "Mr. Lin."

Lin Anzhi was in a daze for a long time, as if he couldn't hear the sounds around him. He slowly moved his feet and faced Mo Bing.

In the sea of ​​​​people, he saw her at a glance, and then they were both stunned, like waking up from a dream in the middle of the night and suddenly forgetting where they were.

"Mr. Lin." Secretary Ding Chunlei reminded again.

As if awakened from a dream, Lin Anzhi came back to his senses, uncontrollably walking toward her by accident.

Mo Bing stood there, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Mo Bing," he walked up to her and stared at her in silence for a long time, "Long time no see."

Thousands of words were choked in my throat, and only these four words remained, the most familiar yet strangest greeting.

haven't seen you for a long time.

Soon, the days and nights were counted, but it seemed like a lifetime had passed. It was so long that it took a long time to remember before she could remember what color coat she wore when she left for the last time.

She also said hello, "Long time no see." Her red eyes were very calm: "How are you doing?"

Not good, not good at all.

Lin Anzhi nodded: "Yes, very good."

Then, there was silence.

The airport announcement was annoying, urging and reminding in a gentle voice over and over again: "Dear passengers, please note that your flight CA5361 to Melbourne is now boarding. Please get on the plane from gate 12."

It was time to board the plane. Her destination was Melbourne, a country with very blue skies.

She sidled past him.

She said: "Goodbye."

He also said: "Goodbye."

Then, pass by.

Mo Bing entered the boarding gate without looking back. Lin Anzhi turned around and stared blankly at his back as he walked further and further away. Then, he disappeared. His eyes suddenly became hot.

"Aunt Ning." Lin Anzhi stood motionless.

Ms. Ning stopped behind him and responded: "Yes."

He turned back, his pupils empty: "Is she coming back?"

"Will do."

Just come back, just come back...

Lin Anzhi stared at the boarding gate, dazed and silent for a long time.

He came to the Mo family from the orphanage when he was fourteen years old. When he first came here, he was like this, with no hope in his eyes, and he was full of despair and frustration with the whole world.

"An Zhi," her voice was choked with sobs. Ms. Ning just advised, "Don't smoke so much in the future. It's not good for your health."

He came to Picheng secretly many times, and every time he would stand downstairs all night, smoking until dawn.

Lin Anzhi turned around, eyes red, and just said: "I'm sorry."

He owed the belated apology to the Mo family.

Ms. Ning stepped forward and hugged him: "Don't blame yourself, we are all fine."

The warmest words in the world are nothing more than this: We are all okay.

So, you are fine too.

Ms. Ning left.

People were coming and going at the airport, walking and stopping, but he was the only one who always stood where he was, never leaving.

Secretary Ding Chunlei looked at the time and stepped forward to remind carefully: "Mr. Lin, the plane is about to take off."

He didn't seem to hear.

"Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin."

After shouting several times, he didn't respond. He looked at the plane flying higher and higher outside the glass window and called someone's name.

Jiangbei.

"Mr. Wen."

Wen Shuning's newly hired secretary is a woman in her thirties who wears glasses and looks very capable. Her name is Xia Meng: "Mr. Wen, Mr. Lin is still in Picheng. He missed his plane and said he couldn't make it back. "

Pi City.

That's Mo Bing's hometown, no wonder, he reluctantly leaves it.

Wen Shuning held his belly and sat on the chair in the waiting room, meditating silently.

Xia Mengmeng thought for a while, then stepped forward and asked, "Do I need to make another appointment for a prenatal check-up?"

"No need." She stood up, turned around and walked to the obstetrics and gynecology department. As soon as she took a step forward, she looked up and saw Jiang Jiusheng, and stopped again.

The road between enemies is narrow.

Jiang Jiusheng walked over to her, wearing a mask, glanced at her, and said calmly: "I suggest you change the hospital." After a pause, she explained unhurriedly, "Seeing you is too off-putting."

Wen Shuning sneered back: "Then I can't change it."

There was obvious arrogance and provocation in her eyes.

Jiang Jiusheng only glanced at her and said casually: "Touch your belly and think about it again."

After saying that, she left first.

Wen Shuning's face was completely livid, she dared to threaten her.

"Mr. Wen." Xia Meng shouted, asking for instructions.

Wen Shuning stood still, clenching his fists for a long time before slowly loosening them, and said, "Change the hospital."

Tianbei was Shi Jin's territory, and even if she didn't want to, she wouldn't dare to do whatever she wanted for the sake of the child in her belly.

There is a corridor connecting the cardiac surgery department and the inpatient department. Jiang Jiusheng pulled up his mask, leaned against the wall and walked towards the corridor. There was a big commotion in the ward at the end of the corner.

"Bang."

The cup fell out of the door and fell apart.

Jiang Jiusheng stopped.

In the ward, the woman shouted angrily: "Get out!"

At the door was an old woman with a stooped back, gray hair on her temples, and age spots on her face.

"Xiao Qiao." The old woman shouted with a slight sob.

A pillow was thrown out of the ward, and Chen Yiqiao was extremely impatient: "I don't want to see you, and I don't have parents like you who would abandon even your own flesh and blood for money."

She hated it so much.

She had seen with her own eyes the young Shi Jin throwing the check lightly on the ground, she had seen her handcuffed brother crying and shouting that he was wronged, and she had seen with her own eyes the boy holding the girl in the hospital that year and coaxing softly: It's okay, it's okay Already...

That girl suffered from a benign tumor. Her name was Jiang Jiusheng.

That year, her father also had a tumor. Shi Jin's check became her father's life-saving money. However, her brother was given up by his parents and was not even given a second trial. He was sentenced to life imprisonment and will spend his whole life in prison. inside.

How could she forgive such parents.

The old woman held her hand on the wall and wiped her tears, sobbing softly: "Xiao Qiao, there is nothing mom can do. If you don't accept his money, your father's illness-"

Chen Yiqiao couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Get out of here!"

She hated Shi Jin, but she hated her parents even more. She sold her own flesh and blood without even hesitating. She will never forget what her father said when he was ill in bed: Your brother is a thief. It's not a good thing. If someone is willing to spend money to buy his whole life, that's his luck. For a person like him...

Just someone like him...

It is because of such parents that such a person is born. Why do people never reflect on themselves, but find thousands of reasons to blame all their sins on others, even those closest to them.

Yes, she herself was such a despicable person, one was willing to be beaten while the other was willing to suffer, one was rich and the other was short of money, just like a transaction, she still returned all the hatred that could not be vented on her parents to Shi Jin.

"Get out!" Chen Yiqiao shouted hysterically.

The old man looked back and looked for a long time before hunching over and leaving the ward.

"Miss Jiang."

Xiao Yi shouted again: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Jiusheng came to his senses.

Xiao Yi passed by the inpatient department during his rounds and saw Jiang Jiusheng here. He informed: "Doctor Shi has performed surgery and is in the office now."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded: "Well, thank you."

She walked straight down the corridor to the cardiac surgery office. The door was closed, and it was almost time to get off work. She walked over and knocked on the door.

Shi Jin's voice sounded: "Come in."

Jiang Jiusheng opened the door and went in.

Shi Jin was a little stunned, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and stood up from his seat: "Why are you here?"

"There is no filming today. The recording ended early." Jiang Jiusheng took off the mask and asked Shi Jin, "Do you still have surgery?"

He shook his head, pulled her to sit down, and went to pour her a glass of warm water: "I have to check the ward before getting off work. Will you wait for me here for a while?"

"Um."

Shi Jin took the stethoscope and flashlight and left the office.

Jiang Jiusheng sat for a while, feeling a little uneasy. The glass of water quickly reached the bottom. When she put the glass down, she saw the record sheet on the table, which was left by Shi Jin.

She took out the mask, put it on, took the record sheet and chased after him. As soon as she walked out of the corridor connecting the inpatient department and the cardiac surgery department, she saw Shi Jin from a distance.

Standing next to him was the old woman who was kicked out of the ward by Chen Yiqiao. She was a lot shorter because she was a little hunched over and she was trying to lower her head. She looked trembling: "Mr. Shi."

Jiang Jiusheng approached and could hear Shi Jin's voice, as cold as ice.

"Who asked you to come?" His tone was defensive, with a strong sense of oppression and indifference.

The old woman replied tremblingly: "No, no one, my daughter is sick, and she lives and is hospitalized here."

"Leave here immediately." His tone was unquestionable, and Shi Jin lowered his voice, "Don't come to Jiangbei again."

His voice didn't have any of its usual gentleness, it was harsh and perverse, with a tone of warning.

It turned out that what Chen Yiqiao said was true, Chen Jie was wronged, and Shi Jin gave her family a hush money and went to jail to become a scapegoat.

So, whose sin is it being replaced?

Jiang Jiusheng walked back, feeling in a trance.

"Miss Jiang."

It was Xiao Yi, walking towards him. Jiang Jiusheng nodded and gave him the record sheet: "Can you give it to Shi Jin for me? He forgot to take it."

Xiao Yi took it with a smile: "Okay, I just want to go over to check the ward."

On the way back to Yujingyinwan, she was speechless all the way, her eyelids were drooped, and she was in a daze.

"Shengsheng."

Shi Jin called her, but she was too distracted to hear him.

At the traffic light intersection, the car stopped.

Shi Jin leaned over and said, "Shengsheng."

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head suddenly: "Huh?"

Shi Jin touched her face with the back of his hand: "What's wrong?"

She squinted her eyes, nestled in the passenger seat, looked languid, and said listlessly: "I'm a little sleepy, I'll just squint for a while."

"Then you get some sleep."

Shi Jin took the blanket from the car, covered her legs, and rolled up the window to block out the traffic outside. The car drove slowly and smoothly. She closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep.

It was so chaotic that I didn't know if I was dreaming or awake. There was a thick fog in front of my eyes that I couldn't push away. The light and shadow dimly broke through the fog and illuminated the scene in front of me.

It was a flower room, with vines covering the glass walls, many clay pots neatly placed on the flower stands, and red and yellow flowers blooming in full bloom.

There was a pool of blood on the ground, a shocking red color.

The girl was carrying her back, her thin shoulders trembling slightly. She seemed to want to turn around. Behind her, the young man coaxed her: "Shengsheng, be good."

"Don't turn around."

"Don't look."

The young man's voice was clear and comforting: "Shengsheng, don't look."

She didn't dare to turn around anymore, her body stiffened, her hands were clenched tightly and shaking violently: "Shi Jin, is he dead?"

He didn't answer.

As if her strength had been drained, her body swayed twice, but she still couldn't help crying.

"Shi Jin."

"Shi Jin, I'm afraid."

She squatted down weakly and looked down to see blood on the ground...

Jiang Jiusheng suddenly opened his eyes: "Shi Jin!"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Shengsheng was hypnotized, so the dreams she had were fragments, incomplete and vague, and she might not remember them when she woke up. With memory hypnosis, a triggering suggestion is needed to fully recall the dreams.