After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

Song Rao turned his head sharply to look at her, and instantly met those pitiful eyes like a deer. He had been with her for a year, but he didn't realize that she still had such a pitiful side.

Anger couldn't stop rising in his heart, if he didn't show up, would Jiang Yi still plan to hook up with a wild man and turn a fake pregnancy into a real pregnancy? !

He pushed the person away and said coldly, "Ms. Jiang, please be careful."

Jiang Yi's face changed like he was flipping through a book, his apricot eyes became deep and cold again, and he smiled lightly, "Think about it, I can not only introduce you to a doctor, but also bear all the medical expenses.

And I told you my biggest secret, if you don't cooperate with me, you might do something extreme. "

"Cooperation?" His eyes were a little gloomy, "Is this kind of thing cooperation in your eyes? We didn't know each other before!"

"What is cooperation?" Jiang Yi suddenly grabbed his tie, forcing him to bow his head.

Immediately afterwards, she smiled, "Song Rao, do you want to play a stand-in game with me? Then don't call me Ms. Jiang, call me Yiyi baby, that's what my **** husband calls me."

Naturally, Qin Jinchen never called Jiang Yi this way, they all called them by their first names, but Jiang felt a little teasing when he saw Song Rao's chaste and fierce man who never gave in.

Song Rao's expression was even more indifferent, he took Jiang Yi's hand away forcefully, and then pushed her out directly, slamming the door of the apartment.

The sound of closing the door was strong enough to make Jiang Yi feel his anger.

Jiang Yi hooked his lower lip and stood outside the door for a while before leaving.

Inside, the cold and gentle man took off his glasses and casually loosened his tie.

Between the drooping eyebrows, indifference and gloom, mixed with treacherous calculations with a strong predatory nature.

He played with the glasses in his hand for a long time, then smiled lightly.

A stand-in game?

Since you want to play, it's not impossible.

Someone called Song Rao, and a soft and waxy voice came from inside, "Brother, I'm not sick, why should I go to the hospital? Can I not live in the hospital?"

Song Rao replied indifferently, "I don't have time to take care of you recently. If you don't want to be hospitalized, go back to your parents."

"I don't want it! I want to live with my brother! When will you come to see me?"

"In a few days."

He hung up the phone, and his indifferent attitude was completely different from that of the noble and polite Professor Song, but instead had a bit of cold dogma.

"Yiyi baby?"

Song Rao raised his brows lightly and murmured the title several times, but it was unexpectedly smooth.

After returning from class in the evening, Song Rao was about to go to the bathroom to wash and take a shower, and suddenly remembered Jiang Yi's excuse to use the bathroom during the day.

He glanced casually around the corners of the bathroom, and found a tiny camera at the very top of the shower.

Jiang Yi took the opportunity to press the miniature camera in the bathroom to see if Song Rao had surgical scars on his legs, so as to confirm whether he was Qin Jinchen.

She was in her room at this time, holding her laptop and watching the whole process of Song Rao's bathing. She felt that the bed was extremely hot, and the heat was even reaching her mind.

Then she got a nosebleed.

"..."

Jiang Yi slammed off the computer and blocked his nose with a tissue.

People in wheelchairs all year round, will the muscles of the legs be deformed?

But Song Rao is in good shape, with long legs, well-proportioned muscles, and no wounds...

Thinking of the picture just now, the picture of water flowing on the abdominal muscles, and some indescribable pictures, Jiang Yi felt the blood flow from his nose even more fierce.

She quickly shook her head and threw the colorful picture out of her mind.

Jingle Bell

The phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Yi took a look and found that Song Rao had called her, so scared that she almost threw the phone out.

Holy crap, won't you be discovered?