My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Suddenly, someone called out to her from behind: "Isn't this Miss Xu?"

Xu Zhenzhen turned around and when she saw someone, she subconsciously looked around.

It was Dr. Qiao Fangming from the Department of Hematology. He was in his forties, not tall, and wore rimless glasses. Under the thick lenses, his eyes were slender: "How come the mayor's daughter came to our hospital in such a grand way?"

Xu Zhenzhen was frightened, fearing that an acquaintance would come over, and she had just been angry at Mrs. Zhou, so she had no patience at all: "How many times have I told you, I'm not familiar with you, don't talk to me, and don't say hello to me."

Qiao Fangming sneered: "You turned your back on me when you entered the Xu family?" He glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes and said in a contemptuous tone, "If I hadn't helped you falsify the DNA report, would you have become the mayor's daughter?"

Old things are brought up again, and a handle is repeatedly manipulated.

Xu Zhenzhen was very annoyed and angry: "What else do you want? I also gave you the money. Can you stop threatening me about this matter?"

Qiao Fangming laughed sarcastically as if he had heard a big joke: "The little money you gave me is nothing compared to the wealth of the Xu family and the rich family you will marry in the future. "

Xu Zhenzhen's voice rose a little higher: "Then you use me as an ATM?"

Qiao Fangming said matter-of-factly: "It's just an occasional reminder to Miss Xu that you should never forget the well digger."

This bossy face was clearly extortion, and he was pretending to be a savior. Xu Zhenzhen was so angry that she couldn't help but growl in a low voice: "Even if I am a cash machine, I am not enough for you to keep talking like a lion. "

Qiao Fangming smiled wildly, not hiding the greed in his eyes: "Don't worry, I'll take some of your pocket money."

Want money again!

Xu Zhenzhen angrily shouted: "That's enough!" She couldn't bear it anymore, "Don't push me too hard, otherwise I can do anything."

The other party didn't take it seriously at all, and didn't restrain himself at all. The corners of his eyes were arrogant: "I will also send this sentence to you, Miss Xu. Don't push me too hard."

She was too lazy to waste her words and walked away.

Don't push her into a hurry, otherwise, she will continue to do the same thing...

At 11 o'clock that night, after changing the medicine, Ms. Zhou started to have pain in her legs, which did not stop all night long. The entire inpatient unit was filled with howling ghosts and wolves.

Mrs. Zhou was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep a wink all night. In the morning, the attending doctor came over. Mrs. Zhou cursed the doctor for being incompetent, dragging down half of her life. She cursed all morning. However, after careful examination, no abnormality was found. The attending doctor directly spoke to the doctor. The wife's insults fell on deaf ears.

The pain lasted for two days, and Zhou didn't even have the strength to scream, so she was transferred to another hospital that afternoon.

Jiang Jiusheng came out of the bathroom. Shi Jin was talking on the phone against the bedroom door. When he looked up and saw her coming out, he stopped talking and simply replied: "I know." He said, "Thank you."

Then, Shi Jin hung up the phone.

She gave him the towel and walked over: "Lawyer Song's phone number?"

"Yes." Shi Jin led her to sit down and wiped her hair, "This matter is private."

She expected this result. The old lady who touched porcelain was obviously a bully. Without asking any questions, she obediently lowered her body and squatted in front of Shi Jin. She raised her head so that he could wipe her hair: "I have to go with the group tomorrow. To promote the movie, you go to Qin’s house first, and I’ll go by myself later.”

The day after tomorrow is Qin Xing's birthday party, and she and Shi Jin will be in Zhongnan tomorrow at the latest.

Shi Jin's movements were very light, and his voice was also light, soft, and extremely gentle: "Come over together, I'll wait for you."

He was getting more and more clingy, and Jiang Jiusheng was amused: "I'm afraid you'll be late."

"It doesn't matter."

Then, without waiting for her to say anything else, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, sucked gently, and held her lips in his mouth until they were beautiful. Then he stepped back slightly and said in a low, hoarse voice: "Shengsheng."

"Um?"

She squinted her eyes, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, with a faint blush, and her peach blossom eyes were less cold and more charming.

Shi Jin was so moved that he took her into his arms and held her: "Today is the ovulation period." He leaned over, nuzzled and licked her earlobe gently, "It's easy to conceive a baby."

His hand fell on the collar of her pajamas.

Jiang Jiusheng buried her head in his neck and rubbed it: "Go to the room."

He shook his head, with a smile in his eyes and a slightly hot desire in his eyes: "I want to be on the sofa."

She hesitated for a short time: "...Okay."

Recently, he has been greedy for sex, and he likes to play all kinds of tricks in different places, as if he is addicted to it.

Kang Bomei slept with her uncle for a long time.

After it was over, she had no strength and lay in Shi Jin's arms. Both of them were naked and wrapped in the same blanket. The thin blanket was soft and their bodies were very hot. They were close to each other. He couldn't bear to let her go. Just like that.

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head and his voice was hoarse: "I want to take a shower."

Shi Jin hugged her and sat up: "Can you get up?"

She shook her head and buried her face on his shoulder. She was too embarrassed to look up. He tilted his head and pecked her ear: "I'll wash it for you."

He carried her to the bathroom, and after a while...

"Shi Jin," her voice was broken, "I don't want it anymore..."

"Baby, be patient."

He coaxed gently, his eyes slightly scarlet: "Water, water okay..."

No reply could be heard from her, only broken gasps and the sound of slightly rippling water.

You know the taste of food, but he is too addicted to her.

The next day, Tuesday, the early autumn breeze blew gently.

"Plan No. 3" was about to be released. Jiang Jiusheng was promoting it with the team. After the event, it was almost five o'clock. Shi Jin went to pick her up. He packed her things and drove directly to the airport. It was already evening when she arrived at Qin's house in Zhongnan. It's nine o'clock.

The entire Qin family was sitting at the dinner table, waiting for Shi Jin to take a seat.

He led Jiang Jiusheng into the house. Qin Xing's face was cold and full of dissatisfaction: "Why so late?"

Shi Jin replied lukewarmly with two words: "Traffic jam."

"..."

There will be traffic jams on the plane, so why can't we find a decent excuse? Qin Xing raised his head and glanced at Jiang Jiusheng. Shi Jin immediately hid the person behind him, his face full of vigilance.

Too protective!

Qin Xing suppressed his displeasure and said, "Sit down and eat first."

Shi Jin restrained his expression, and saw nothing in his noble eyes: "I'm a little airsick, so I won't eat." Turning around, his eyes were focused on the people behind him, "Shengsheng, are you hungry?"

Jiang Jiusheng thought for a moment: "I'm not hungry."

Just as it happened, Shi Jin didn't want her to sit at the same table with the Qin family, so he held her hand and said, "You guys can eat, let's go and rest first." After that, he led her out of the main room without leaving the corner of his eyes.

How can you be so arrogant!

Zhang was the first to snort, very unhappy: "There are no rules at all, what does it look like?"

I don't know which young master of the Qin family, but also echoed: "Father, the sixth child is paying less and less attention to you."

Qin Xing's face was sullen, with obvious impatience on his face: "Okay, let's all eat."

There was a large table of people, and now they started to move their chopsticks.

In less than a minute, Wen Shihao put down his chopsticks: "I don't have any appetite, you guys eat."

Qin Mingli sat next to her. His injured hand was still in a plaster. He glanced at her coldly and said nothing. However, Mrs. Zhang turned around and ordered the servants: "Go and make some white fungus soup for the second young lady."

Wen Shihao said with a cold face: "I don't want to eat it."

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but said: "If you don't want to eat the baby in your belly, you still have to eat it." She urged the servant, "Go quickly." His tone was strong and could not be criticized at all.

Wen Shihao bit her lip and left the table without saying anything.

The second young lady of the Qin family is a murderer on probation and has quite a bad temper. After the Wen family fell, she can only rely on the meat in her belly.

Yun was in a good mood. She scooped up a bowl of soup and drank it slowly. When she turned around, her good mood disappeared instantly: "Why are you keeping your head down? Are you eating with your head?"

Qin Xiaozhou glanced at her, his face flushed.

This brat is so red!

Yun became angry just looking at him!

Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng to the small building. Knowing that he was coming, the servants went there to clean and tidy up in advance. The lights were on, and the blanket on the hanging basket chair at the door was newly replaced, in the warm color she liked.

He closed the door and took her to sit down: "We live here."

She nodded: "Okay."

"Are you hungry?" He put his hand on her belly and rubbed it gently.

"A bit." Due to time constraints, Shi Jin took her directly to the airport after the promotional event. Her appetite had long since satisfied him. The taste of the food on the plane was really unsatisfactory, so she didn't take a few bites.

Shi Jin stood up: "I'll cook for you."

She grabbed him and said, "Why don't you eat in the main house?" It was so late, and she couldn't bear to let him be tired.

"There are so many idle people, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat well." He lowered his head, kissed the back of her hand, and then took out his hand, "Wait for me here for a while."

She refused, got up and followed him to the kitchen.

Shi Jin laughed: "Be good, go out and wait."

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "I'll help you pick vegetables." She couldn't bear to let him be tired alone, so she felt that she still had to learn cooking skills as soon as possible.

There was nothing he could do about her, so Shi Jin had to put warm water for her and let her work in the kitchen unskillfully.

After dinner, it was already half past nine.

As soon as Qin Ming stood in the room, his face dropped, he took off his coat and threw it heavily on the sofa: "From now on, before the elders leave the table, even if they don't eat, they have to sit at the end. This is the rule of the Qin family."

Wen Shihao held the tablet and lowered his head to read the report without raising his eyes: "Shi Jin and Jiang Jiusheng don't have to follow the rules, so why should I?"

His tone was full of reluctance.

The jail sentence for the Wen family murder case did not soften her temper at all. Once she came out, she showed her teeth and claws again.

Qin Mingli sneered: "Don't talk to me about being sharp-tongued. Since you married into the Qin family, you should put away the temper you used to have in the Wen family. Otherwise, if something goes wrong in the future, don't blame me for not warning you."

With a bang, she threw the tablet in her hand on the coffee table. Her face was extremely dissatisfied and her actions were rude: "You have time to argue with a woman like me, why don't you go fight with Shi Jin?"

Qin Mingli stared at her with burning eyes.

Wen Shi didn't hold back at all, and raised her eyebrows provocatively: "Why don't you speak anymore?" She sneered sarcastically, "If you can't fight him, just--"

Qin Mingli grabbed her chin with a sinister look: "With such a beautiful mouth, why can't you say a nice word?" He tightened his fingers and squeezed her jaw, "It's better to shut up."

Wen Shi was in pain, but she wasn't annoyed. She pushed his hand away and brushed the red marks on her face with her fingertips: "Why don't you just shut up." She raised her head, "Do you want to bring down Shi Jin?"

Qin Mingli looked at her leisurely.

"You should know better than me what Shi Jin's weaknesses are."

Of course he knew. He lay down on the sofa and placed his right hand on the plaster of his left hand. The missing little finger was uneven and the top was covered with scars. He tapped the plaster repeatedly: "If Jiang Jiusheng is moved, Shi Jin can Anything can be accomplished.”

There are many people who want to bring down Shi Jin, but they are not completely sure. Anyone who dares to touch Jiang Jiusheng will have Shi Jin's reverse scales not on himself, but on Jiang Jiusheng. If he touches her, he will go crazy.

"I didn't ask you to move."

Qin Mingli looked up at Wen Shihao.

Her eyes became more and more meaningful: "The old man wants to rely on Shi Jin to expand the territory of the Qin family, and he is especially tolerant of Jiang Jiusheng. However, even if he is tolerant, there is always a limit."

The next day, Jiang Jiusheng rarely stayed in bed. She didn't get up until it was almost lunch time. Shi Jin fed her some milk without urging her to get up. She sat by the bed and worked on her laptop.

Probably because she was sleeping next to him, he was extremely inefficient. He hadn't read a single piece of data for a long time, so he simply lifted the quilt and lay in. He didn't sleep, stared at her, and kissed her from time to time to wake her up. , insisting that she kiss him back.

Lunch was eaten in bed, and she didn't want to get up, so he let her go. She had smoothed out her mysophobia.

The sky outside the window was a little cloudy and the air was humid. Jiang Jiusheng squatted beside a patch of begonias behind the house, broke off one, put it in his hand and played with it: "When did it rain?"

The weather was very humid, and Shi Jin was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she zipped up her coat: "It was three or four o'clock last night."

After the rain, the flowers bloomed just right, yellow and pink, bright in color, and the fragrance of the flowers was very light, blown by the wind.

Jiang Jiusheng pinned the many pink begonias in Shi Jin's pocket and pointed to a place for him to see: "Not a single flower has bloomed in that patch. Do you know why?"

Shi Jin looked along and saw that a large cluster of flowers was missing in the middle: "Why?"

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help but laugh: "I was crushed by Qin Xiaozhou. I saw him and his woman there." After thinking about it, she chose an appropriate word, "Yehe."

Shi Jin held her hand, and his fingertips traced across her palm vaguely: "Did you see it?"

Well, he seemed a little unhappy.

"Yeah." She explained seriously, "The two were hugging each other, I didn't look carefully." This was the truth. Qin Xiaozhou was still wearing his pants, and she only saw the beauty of the woman's chest.

He pinched the palm of her hand, as if to punish her, but he was reluctant to use force, gently and without pain. She only felt itchy and shrank back. He grabbed her hand and held it tightly without letting go.

"If you see this kind of thing in the future, avoid it." He said solemnly, "Otherwise, you will get needle eyes."

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing: "I was just curious for a moment."

"What are you curious about?"

She couldn't answer. She felt that there was an overwhelming smell of vinegar and sourness in the flower-scented air.

Shi Jin couldn't bear to talk about her, so he solemnly told you: "I will teach you those things, so don't be curious about others."

those things……

Jiang Jiusheng's face felt a little hot and he changed the subject: "I'll stand over and you can take pictures for me."

Shi Jin grabbed her and said, "It's raining and there is mud on the ground."

He bent down slightly, picked her up and walked over.

She hugged his neck: "Is it heavy?"

"very light."

He walked very slowly, stepped on the muddy ground, placed her among the colorful begonias, then lowered his body and put his face close to her.

Jiang Jiusheng kissed her obediently.

He smiled, and the light in his eyes was even more brilliant than the colorful flowers.

A gentleman is like an orchid, with a smile that captivates the country and people, just like the noble prince in the most colorful paintings in the Middle Ages, but all the ink cannot paint him even three points of elegance.

The first glance made me feel thrilling, and the second look made me unable to take my eyes away.

"Miss Fu."

"Miss Fu."

The servant shouted twice before Fu Dongqing came back to his senses.

"Sorry, Miss Fu, I didn't know you were lost and kept you waiting for a long time." The servant's attitude was very respectful, for fear of neglecting the distinguished guests who came to attend the birthday banquet today.

Fu Dongqing shook his head and smiled gracefully: "It doesn't matter."

The servant thought that this young lady from the Fu family was really well-educated: "Please come with me."

She nodded and looked back at the field of flowers and the man with warm eyes.

Shi Jin's photography skills were average, but he thought it looked good, so he took a lot of photos of Jiang Jiusheng. There were basically no panoramic photos. He only took photos of her, and picked the one he liked best and set it as a screensaver.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the setting sun filtered in, coating the flowers of thousands of trees with a layer of broken gold. They were incredibly beautiful, and her Shi Jin was also incredibly beautiful.

Jiang Jiusheng picked off the wilted flower and folded the brightest red begonia for him and pinned it on the pocket of his formal suit: "The birthday banquet should start soon."

Shi Jin led her back to the small building: "It doesn't matter if you go a little late, I'll stay with you for a while."

She didn't like socializing and would rather stay in the small building, and Shi Jin would do as she pleased.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Shi Sheng’s on the sofa and in the water. I will post the official group at 4 o’clock tomorrow afternoon. Haha!

Bring your own tissues to wipe nosebleeds~