My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

As expected, he was drunk and not well-behaved at all.

After feeding him a glass of water for several minutes, he drank wine. His lips were already red, but they became even redder after being kissed. He looked like a monster, with charming eyes.

Jiang Jiusheng put down the cup: "I'm going to get the hangover medicine. You can squint for a while."

Shi Jin immediately hugged her hand: "No, you have to take me with you wherever you go."

"You will fall when you go up the stairs. I'll go up alone." She rubbed the hair on his head. It was very soft and messed up by her. The broken hair fell down, making him look more boyish. She comforted the child. Same as, "Be good, let go."

Shi Jin didn't let go: "Then kiss three times."

She kissed him three times, and he let go.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and the Xu family were all asleep. The lights were on in the living room, and the maid was cleaning up. Jiang Jiusheng asked her for hangover medicine, which she specially cooked before serving. When she returned to the room, she didn't see Shi Jin.

She put down the medicine: "Shi Jin."

There was no one on the sofa or in the bathroom. Jiang Jiusheng looked around and found no one.

"Shi Jin."

"Shi Jin."

It was late at night and everyone was sleeping. She couldn't shout loudly. She came out of the room and saw no one around. She asked the maid, "Have you seen Shi Jin?"

"He just came downstairs."

She must have gone downstairs while cooking medicine in the kitchen. The Xu family villa is very large, with several rooms on the first floor. Mr. Xu and his two sons live on the first floor. Jiang Jiusheng tried his best to lower his voice: "Shi Jin."

Lao Jiang suddenly called her in a loud voice: "Miss Shengsheng, come quickly."

Jiang Jiusheng asked: "What's wrong?"

"Bomei's father is kicking the old man's door, and," Lao Jiang had a headache and pulled on his pajamas, "and Xu Shi's door."

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

Kicking down the door in the middle of the night was really not Shi Jin's style of dealing with things. It was all caused by alcohol.

Lao Jiang had no choice but to come to bring in reinforcements. At this moment, Shi Jin was in front of Mr. Xu's door, kicking his door again and again without saying a word, just kicking it very hard and loudly.

"Bang."

"Bang."

Mr. Xu woke up from his sleep, thinking there was an earthquake. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shi Jin kicking the door with a handsome face that made people and gods angry.

Xu Pingzheng explained: "You just finished kicking me." He looked at Shi Jin and said, "She must be drunk."

Why did you just kick the door of the father and son when you were drunk?

Mr. Xu asked with a straight face: "Dad Pomeranian, why are you kicking my door?"

Shi Jin looked normal and looked the same as usual. Her tone was calm and calm, and she said, "If I kick you, Sheng Sheng will be angry."

Mr. Xu: "..." What does this mean? If Shengsheng is not angry, you are going to kick me?

Shi Jin had no expression on his face and raised his feet.

"Bang——"

Another hard kick.

Mr. Xu must have known that this guy definitely wanted to occupy Shengsheng alone, so he was very hostile to him and his door.

A group of possessive people.

Mr. Xu felt that he had to reason with him: "Dad Bomei, are you drunk and crazy? You can't be so ignorant. When Shengsheng's boyfriend, you have to be virtuous and generous——"

The old man has not finished speaking.

Jiang Jiusheng shouted: "Shi Jin."

Shi Jin immediately turned around and looked over with a smile: "Shengsheng, I'm here."

Everyone was woken up by such a big noise. There were people at the door. Jiang Jiusheng was a little embarrassed: "Grandpa, Dad, I'm disturbing your rest. Shi Jin drank too much. I'll take him back to the room first." She looked at Shi Jin, " Shi Jin, come back with me."

Shi Jin obediently stretched out his hand and let her lead him away.

Now he looks like a little sheep, but when he kicked the door, he looked like a big tiger. The old man looked at the door, then at Shi Jin, and thought deeply: "Shengsheng, are you a little too used to Shi Jin?" Men can't be used to others. The more they are used to him, the more they become jerks.

Xu Pingzheng looked incredulous: "Shengsheng just called me dad."

Seems to be……

This was the first time he called. Mr. Xu patted his son on the shoulder happily: "Congratulations, you are a father."

Xu Pingzheng was happy to find a drink.

Jiang Jiusheng took Shi Jin back to the room and gave him hangover medicine. After struggling all night, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead: "How about taking a shower?"

Shi Jin lay on the sofa and held Jiang Jiusheng in his arms: "Wash it for me."

She stood up to put out the water: "Then take off your clothes first."

He held her hand and said, "Take it off for me, okay?" He rubbed the back of her hand with his face, "Okay?"

"..."

Alcohol is really a magical thing, it can make his Shi Jin act like a spoiled child.

After taking off his clothes, he groaned and Jiang Jiusheng blushed and coaxed him into the bathtub.

Shi Jin dragged her in: "Shengsheng, I want to wash with you."

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She thought that Shi Jin could not be allowed to drink in the future.

The next day, it was sunny.

The old hotel is four stories high, has no elevator, and there are no lights in the stairwells. It is laid out in a row. Someone has placed kitchen utensils in the corridor, which makes it look crowded. The domestic garbage that is not dumped in time emits an unpleasant smell.

The man was wearing flip-flops, a tight black long T-shirt, camouflage pants, his hair was flattened, and a thick chain hung around his neck. He was fat and had a toothpick in his mouth. He looked around with goldfish eyes as he walked into a room. In front of the house, he knocked on the door.

"Button, button, button."

After knocking hard several times, the person inside came to open the door. The layout of the room was simple, with a bed, a table, and nothing else. The woman's pink suitcase was open on the floor, and her clothes and shoes were also on the floor.

The genius had just dawned. Xu Zhenzhen was still wearing pajamas, silk suspenders, a windbreaker jacket, and a mask. She asked the man at the door: "What's the matter?"

The man looked at her and said, "Rent."

Xu Zhenzhen wrapped her clothes tightly: "Can you wait for two days? I'm still looking for a job."

A few days later, she still couldn't find a job. Firstly, she couldn't let go of her figure and didn't want to do dirty work. Secondly, her face was ruined. Many high-end places didn't want her.

The man grinned, his teeth were very yellow, and his eyes looked up and down Xu Zhenzhen's body unabashedly: "I can't default on the rent here."

Apart from her face, her figure is pretty good. The man thought.

Xu Zhenzhen felt uncomfortable and backed away from the door: "Just one day." She gritted her teeth, looked at the man's hot goldfish eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Please."

This hotel is owned by men. He is the landlord. His wife died and he lives alone. Xu Zhenzhen had seen this man come out of a lady's room downstairs many times and knew what the look in his eyes meant.

The man smiled, stretched his fat hands to her buttocks, and grabbed a handful: "I'll only wait for you for one day."

She suppressed the nausea in her stomach: "Thank you."

At six o'clock in the evening, half of the sky was bright red and orange, the late autumn was bleak, and the sunset was solemn and cold.

A servant from the Yuwen family came to the study to send a message: "Sir, there is a young lady named Xu Zhenzhen at the door, saying she wants to see you."

Yuwen Tansheng paused slightly while flipping through the documents: "Let her in."

After a while, the servant led Xu Zhenzhen into the house. Yuwen Tansheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a military book in his hand, turning the pages without looking up.

Xu Zhenzhen walked over and called softly: "Uncle."

Yuwen Tansheng raised his head.

The woman in front of her was wearing a skirt, revealing a pair of slender legs even in autumn. The skirt was close-fitting and slim, and outlined her slim waist. She had her hair down and wore a mask. Only her eyebrows could be seen, and she wore exquisite makeup. .

She was specially dressed, and her purpose was obvious.

Yuwen Tansheng put down the book: "Are you looking for me?"

Xu Zhenzhen nodded.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, relaxed, and looked at her leisurely: "What do you want from me?"

She stood there for a while, then crept over and sat very close. Yuwen Tansheng could even smell the not too strong perfume on her body. Her eyes were shy, and her hands, which had not been touched by spring water for many years, were white and smooth. , placed it on Yuwen Tansheng's lap, she circled her fingers, teasing him vaguely, and leaned towards him, keeping her collar very low.

"You said before that I can be your woman, does it still count?" She hesitated, her eyes filled with shyness and expectation.

Yuwen Tansheng looked at her with a smile, his eyes showing no fluctuation at all. He was as calm and gentle as usual, but his words were like a knife: "Xu Zhenzhen, you are even meaner than I thought."

Xu Zhenzhen's eyelashes trembled, as if she couldn't believe it. She opened her almond-shaped eyes with tears in her eyes and said pitifully, "Don't you like me?"

Ms. Tang also said that she looks like Xiao Ru, and Xiao Ru is Yu Wen Tansheng's favorite person. If not, she would not have been chosen by Ms. Tang, and Yu Wen Tansheng would not have touched her, just with this face. This caused her to have such a deep entanglement with the Yuwen family.

She pursed her lips, ran her fingers up the man's leg muscles, and gently rubbed and teased them.

When her wrist was caught, Yuwen Tansheng threw her hand away with a smile in his eyes, full of contempt and disgust: "Go and look in the mirror and see what you look like now."

Her body froze, and the strong sense of humiliation made her unable to lift her head. The unwillingness and resentment in her heart were magnified, like millions of ants eating at her heart.

She hated and wanted to kill all those who put her in this situation.

"How many do you want?" Yuwen Tansheng said lightly, lit a cigarette, and looked at her quietly.

Xu Zhenzhen looked up, her eyes red: "What?"

Yuwen Tansheng smiled half-heartedly, with a cold smile and undisguised contempt: "That night, I slept with you. Didn't you just come to settle the bill with me?"

Xu Zhenzhen clenched her hands, and her palms were torn by nails. Her eyes turned red with anger, and she gritted her teeth and growled: "I'm not a chicken!"

Yuwen Tansheng shook the cigarette ashes in his hand and said in a neither salty nor cool tone: "Oh, forget it, leave by yourself."

Her body was shaking with rage.

She is not a chicken, but she needs money. She is used to living a life of fine clothing and fine food, and she simply cannot stand the days when she has to worry about every detail of food, rice, oil and salt.

She couldn't afford her self-esteem. She wanted to live. She raised her head and said, "Five hundred thousand." Her eyes were full of unwilling flames, and she gritted her teeth, "Give me half a million."

To Yuwen Tansheng, five hundred thousand was a drop in the bucket, not much money at all, but to her now, it was a life-saving straw. She could not imagine a life without money.

Yuwen Tansheng smiled, with deep sarcasm in his eyes. He looked at Xu Zhenzhen as if he were looking at a cheap commodity: "You are not worth the price."

What a stupid woman, she actually took him for granted.

Yuwen Tansheng stood up, picked up the wallet on the coffee table, took out two one hundred banknotes from it, threw it on the ground, looked down at him, his face was not as gentle as usual, he was dressed in military uniform, cold and sinister: "Women who take off their clothes and come to your door are very cheap."

This man was so cruel and ruthless that he trampled her face firmly under his feet.

Xu Zhenzhen almost roared: "Yuwen Tansheng!"

"see a visitor out."

Yuwen Tansheng dropped the two words indifferently, got up and went to the study. He was wearing a military uniform and stood upright, with a wild and cold smile on his lips.

The servants came over and asked Xu Zhenzhen to leave.

Her whole body felt like falling into a cold pool, and her back was covered with cold sweat. She couldn't help but scream, and she couldn't help but throw everything on the table to the ground. The fruit in the fruit plate rolled over the two banknotes on the ground, and her eyes were filled with tears. Bloodshot, he stared at it for a long time, squatted down, picked up the money on the ground, held it tightly in his hand, then stood up and walked out of Yuwen's house.

At the door, Yuwen rushed in, ignoring her.

Xu Zhenzhen paused and blurted out to him: "Yuwen."

Yuwen rushed back, his eyes cold.

This man always had a cold and impatient look in his eyes when he looked at her.

One by one, they all abandoned her like worn-out shoes. Tears burst into Xu Zhenzhen's eyes, and she choked: "My identity is fake, but I really liked you."

From the first time she saw him, she was haunted by dreams, and she would never forget that startling sight.

"Like me?" Yuwen Chongchong hooked his lips, with a cold look in the corners of his eyes, and a hint of casual frivolity. He looked at her and asked, "Then what are you doing now?"

Xu Zhenzhen bit her lip, speechless, as if her clothes had been stripped away, leaving nothing to hide.

He smiled and said in an understatement: "While climbing into my dad's bed, I said that I like me, Xu Zhenzhen." He pursed his thin lips, and scraped his lips with his fingertips, his eyes cold, "Jiang Zhenzhen, yours It’s so cheap to like.”

He glanced at her, with a cold smile on his lips, and turned around.

In the past, Xu Zhenzhen felt that Yuwen Chongchong was nothing like Yuwen Tansheng. No, the father and son had exactly the same unfeeling heart.

cheap……

She is cheap, she is nothing and has nothing, but why, why does she have nothing. She walked out of the door of Yuwen's house, holding money in her hand, squatting on the ground, screaming and crying, venting like a madman, yelling and cursing.

So hateful.

Hate yourself and everyone.

It was getting dark, and at this point, there was a bit of a traffic jam on the road. The vehicles were coming and going very fast, and light rain started to fall. Xu Zhenzhen was wet, her close-fitting skirt was stuck to her body, and her body was cold. She was waiting on the roadside. It took a long time to hail a car. The driver turned around and looked at her, and saw that the seat was wet by her, with a look of disgust on his face.

The taxi drove for more than ten minutes and entered the main road. The traffic light intersection was blocked. After stopping for more than ten minutes, the taxi driver said: "Miss, you may have to wait a while. There is a traffic jam ahead."

Xu Zhenzhen didn't say anything, her eyebrows were gloomy.

There were a lot of traffic jams on the wide main road, and it couldn't be cleared for a long time. Some people went down to see the situation. After a while, people came back one after another. The owner of a private car rolled down his window and asked the people who came back: "What's going on ahead?"

The man held an umbrella and said, "There was a car accident. A big truck ran over someone." When he came back from watching the excitement, he looked very bad. It was too bloody. The man felt a little nauseous and said, "A man in his seventies The old lady, what was she doing wrong? She was lying in front of a sports car. The driver of the big truck didn't see her lying there, but she was crushed alive. Her whole body was turned into a bloody paste, and her bones were not healed. "

The private car owner sighed: "It's also pitiful."

The other party didn't think so: "What's so pitiful? At first glance, he looks like a porcelain professional. This means that evil people will have their own destiny."

Five hundred meters ahead at the traffic light intersection, a large truck stopped. Its body was very high, making the sports car next to it look low. The ground was a mass of blood and flesh, and the whole wheel was covered with blood. It was splattered everywhere and it was crushed. The shaped corpse was covered with white cloth, which turned bright red after being wet by the rain. Next to it, a floral cloth bag was soaked in a pool of blood. The contents inside were scattered on the floor. A platinum necklace and a pair of pearl earrings rolled out and were covered with blood. Dyed to the point of losing its luster.

Those two pieces of jewelry were snatched by Zhou from Xu Zhenzhen five days ago. Zhou was originally going to the pawn shop, but when she saw the female driver of a sports car reversing unskilledly, she became interested...

Thunder rumbled, and suddenly, heavy rain poured down.

Passers-by stopped and sighed: sow good causes, get good results, evil will be rewarded, cause and effect reincarnate.

When Xu Zhenzhen arrived at the hostel, it was already past nine o'clock. The fat landlord stood guard at her door and gave her an evil smile: "Did you get the money?"

Xu Zhenzhen remained silent, her body was soaked, her skirt stuck to her body, and her contours were uneven.

The man's eyes were hot and wandering around her body. The goldfish's eyes were bloodshot and full of lust. He said, "Your rent can't be delayed any longer."

She raised her head and glared, and threw the money in her hand to him, a one-hundred-dollar bill, and some change, wrinkled and covered with rainwater.

The man picked up a hundred yuan, walked towards her, stared at her breasts, licked his yellowed teeth, and his throat rolled: "It's not enough, you still owe a deposit of three hundred yuan."

Xu Zhenzhen pushed him away and shouted angrily: "I only have so much!"

The man took the opportunity to grab her wrist, tugged hard, and put one hand on her chest: "When you feel comfortable serving me, I will let you stay for free."

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So, be a good person, and evil people will be punished.

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