His Canary

They were saved.

The person who saved them was Xiao Ci, a friend of Jing Rong.

It was not until the two were taken to the hospital that Dong Ci saw the wound on Jing Rong's waist.

It was a seemingly deep stab wound, and the wound was bleeding all the time. If it wasn't for Xiao Ci's rush to go away in time, he would probably die because of excessive blood loss.

Dong Ci was really scared, obviously he was very weak, but insisted on staying with Jing Rong beside him. During this time, her hand kept holding on to his hand tightly. Only then did she realize that he even had a tattoo on his ring finger.

‘City’.

The location of this tattoo is the same as ‘j: r’ on her ring finger.

When was he tattooed? She never even discovered it.

Dong Ci was slightly stunned. She carefully grabbed his finger and wanted to touch the tattoo on his hand, but just then her hand was caught.

"Xiaoci."

Perhaps it was because he had just regained consciousness. Jing Rong ’s voice was hoarse. At this time, his hair was messy and his face was pale, but his black eyes were shining brightly, especially when he looked at Dong Ci with a smile. Confused.

He finally woke up ...

Dong Ci's heartbeat missed a beat. She sniffed her nose and leaned over to embrace Jingjing, burying her head in his nape, breathing the breath of him, and finally relieved.

"You finally woke up."

Because Jing Rong was injured, Dong Cisheng was afraid of touching his wound, so she just hugged him a little and wanted to leave, but Jing Rong's big palm pressed her back into her arms, and her fingertips pressed her The chin provoked and looked at her slightly. "Why is his face so pale, without rest?"

Dong Ci's lips didn't answer. He just wanted to get up from him, but his eyes suddenly turned black, and he fell back to Jing Rong again.

"Did it hurt you?"

The bed was so big that Dong Ci was pressing on him. At that moment she was out of control, her arm accidentally touched his waist, and she suddenly became nervous.

"You're so light, I won't hurt when you press it." Jing Rong knew what she meant, but deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.

"Come on, let's sleep for a while." He knew that Dong Ci had kept himself here for a night, and while he was happy, he also felt pain, which was a very complicated feeling.

He hugged Dong Ci to bed and put her on his arm. The two were close, Dong Ci buried his head on his chest, and could feel his strong heartbeat.

"Are you tired of holding me like this?"

Dong Ci is really a little tired. In order to guard Jingjing, she never closed her eyes while dripping, for fear that there would be any accident without staring at him.

After all, in a place like the hospital, there was never good news for her. So whenever she came to the hospital, she was extremely nervous.

"Not tired, you are fragrant."

The nightmares of the past few days have finally passed, and now Jing Rong is beside her, she lies on him so quietly, and she feels like she never wants to let go again.

She curled her body up a bit, her arm gently resting on Jingrong's waist, and she murmured before she fell asleep. "You are also fragrant."

"..."

Dong Ci had a low fever. After falling asleep, a nurse came in to help her hang a bit. She looked at the crowded bed and asked with some hesitation. "Mr. Jing, do you need me to add an extra bed for you?"

"No need to."

Jing Rong put Dong Ci's dripping hand on his arm. After feeling the coldness of her little hand, he frowned slightly and whispered to the nurse. "Help me get a hot water bottle."

The nurse glanced at the sleeping little woman lying in his arms and saw the scene in front of her.

It is said that once a man has money and rights, he will be extra tender to women. The nurse has always believed in this sentence. After all, God is fair. It allows you to marry a rich husband, but it may not give you complete love.

The little nurse sighed. She handed the filled hot water bottle to Jing Rong and secretly glanced in their direction before leaving.

Since then, she no longer believed that sentence.

"..."

Jing Rong's injury was not a big problem. He knew that Dong Ci was extremely resistant to places like the hospital, so he was ready to go home to recover from the injury.

During the discharge procedure, Xiao Ci came to him.

"How are those people?"

When Dong Ci was away, Jing Rong changed his usual weakness. He stood by the window sill and twisted some stiff neck, and unbuttoned a few buttons at the neckline.

He was never afraid of cold, but Dong Ci felt that he was injured and his resistance was poor, so he just added a thick coat to him.

The thought of the little girl just tipping her toes to help him get dressed, his thin lips involuntarily raised, and the pets in his eyes overflowed.

"Mike escaped, and the rest have been resolved."

Xiao Ci's voice was cold and cold. He seemed to be very busy. He had been holding his mobile phone since he entered the house. His fingertips had been moving fast, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"He is a desperate person now. If he said that he wanted to threaten your father before, then now he should wish to kill you."

"Then we have to see if he has the skill."

Jing Rong sneered disdainfully, and he looked down at the window, and said sullenly. "Speaking of it, I would also like to thank him. If it weren't for him, Xiaoci would still be rejecting me."

"What you used is really poisonous."

Xiao Cijunmei's face didn't bring a touch of emotion, he finally looked up at Jing Rong, his eyes fell on the wound on his waist, some sarcastically said. "You made this wound yourself, the trick is very delicate."

There was a lot of blood, but the wound was very shallow. At that time, Xiao Ci saw the wound at first glance, and knew that it could never have been from the hands of mercenaries.

"Have you ever thought about it, if I went one step late at the time, or if my mission failed and let them find you ahead of time, you may be dead now."

After Mike escaped from the United States and came here, Jing Rong had accurately grasped his information. Obviously, there are many opportunities to solve him, but he refused to shoot, and waited until Dong Ci was jointly kidnapped by them ...

At that time, as long as Jing Rong wanted to save, they were mostly in ways to save people safely, and he chose the most dangerous and complicated way, just to let the woman he likes forgive him.

Also, only when people think that they are about to face death, will they leave behind all the entanglements.

Presumably, what happened in the past few days must have a great impact on Dong Ci. After experiencing this memorable life and death, she has already been eaten by Jing Rong.

"Sometimes you can only get what you want by letting go, right?"

Jing Rong's black eyes were deep and deep, and he narrowed his eyes to Xiao Ci with a victorious posture, smiling gorgeously and evilly. "At least I won, and this is the best result."

"Really a lunatic." Xiao Ci sneered.

Although he said so, he had to admit that Jingrong did admire him.

After letting Dong Ci leave, he has been so precise step by step. While setting Dong Ci, he also regarded himself as a chess piece.

Apparently set up a vicious bureau, but after the success of the strategy, he can still get away safely. Jing Rong had already calculated everything. Even if Dong Ci discovered something later, he had enough reasons to deal with the past.

Xiao Ci's eyes deepened and he couldn't help but glance at Jing Rong.

People like him will win every step of the way and win, if they lose, they will lose. Although Xiao Ci admired this way, he would not agree.

"Anyway, thank you this time."

Xiao Ci opened the door, and he turned sideways, his face lightly finally stained with a smile, he said, "No need to thank, after all, I will let you come back sooner or later."

‘Om—’

The phone in his hand made a tremor, and Xiao Ci glanced, his face gloomy.

Before leaving, he said the last sentence. "There are more places you have to thank me."

"But for now, you'd better take your dog back to me as soon as possible."

"..."

Dong Ci waited outside for a long time to see Xiao Ci coming out from the inside. She pushed open the door and walked in. She found that Jing Rong was trying to take off her coat, so she quickly stepped forward and held his hand.

"I'm very hot."

Jing Rong was helpless. To prove that he was not lying, he pressed his palm to Dong Ci's small face and asked with a smile. "Is it warm?"

This is to use the beautiful color to seduce her.

"But it's cold outside." Dong Ci didn't look at him and flicked his hand away from his face.

It was not too early, Dong Ci took his hand and wanted to leave, but Jing Rong stood still and motionless. He pointed to his waist and sighed. "It still hurts here."

Dong Ci reacted. "Then I will help you walk slowly?"

"Okay." As if she had known for a long time, Jingrong's thin lips slightly hooked, and then she stretched her arm and put it on Dong Ci's shoulder.

Compared with the tall and tall legs, Dong Ci is too petite. However, Jing Rong put most of her body on her, making it difficult for Dong Ci to take every step. However, at this moment, Jing Rong came to kiss her.

Dong Ci couldn't dodge, was kissed by him, and he was pressed against the white wall when he crooked. At this time, the door of the ward was not closed. The nurses and patients came and went. Anyone who turned their heads slightly could see what the two people in the room were doing.

"Jing Rong!" If he hadn't seen his wound with his own eyes, Dong Ci had to suspect that he was pretending to be sick.

Don't dare to push him hard, Dong Ci blocked his thin lips with small hands, said awkwardly. "Stop making trouble, go back and kiss."

Go back to kiss?

Jing Rong was really sprouted by the serious look of his little girl. His eyes were full of fine smiles, and she said lowly in her ears. "Then we can say that, you will let me kiss you enough when you go back."

...

Finally leaving the hospital, Dong Ci's tight body relaxed a lot.

Jingrong had too many backlogs in the company these days. After returning to Jingzhai, he went to the study. When Dong Ci and Aunt Zhang learned soup in the kitchen, there were several waves in and out of Jingzhai people.

At night, Dong Ci came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, but found that the scene that was supposed to be in the study had returned to the room. He hugged Dong Ci in his yukata only from the back, buried it in her Xiang den and sniffed. "Xiaoci is so fragrant."

At this time Dong Ci turned his back on him, so she didn't see his slightly deep eyes. He just felt itchy between his necks, so he pushed him away and took a blanket over himself.

There was no reaction for a long time behind her, and then she heard a rustling sound, but turned her head and found him undressing.

"You, what are you doing?"

Jing Rong glanced at her faintly, unscrupulously facing her, unbuttoning the buttons on her shirt, and pulling her thin lips. "Of course it is a bath."

"The wound on your waist is not good. The doctor said you can't touch the water."

Jing Rong kept moving, he had taken off his upper body clothes, and the lines of his abdomen were hooking / inviting. "I try to pay attention."

"No way."

Dong Ci was anxious now. She grabbed Jing Rong's clothes and put them back on him. She said angrily. "Your wound is in the waist, even if you pay attention, you will pull it if you move a lot."

"What about then?"

At this moment Dong Ci was standing in front of him, Jing Rong looked at her with such a low eye, and actually gave her a sense of oppression.

Seeing that she wanted to retreat, Jing Rong's expression dimmed, and she took her whole body into his arms. He pressed Dong Ci's head closer to him and smiled. "Small Ci Wen, have I started to stink?"

Dong Ci touched his strong muscles and only smelled the faint fragrance of laundry detergent in his breath, so he shook his head and said honestly. "It smells good."

"Lied to me."

There was a smile in Jingrong's deep eyes, and then he shook his head and continued to undress. "I must take a shower today."

"but……"

"Don't worry about me?" Jing Rong raised his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes were stained with enchantment.

He deliberately approached Dong Ci a lot, and provoked her chin with her slender fingertips. The voice in her mute voice coaxed and said slowly, "If Xiao Ci is really worried about me, it would be better for you I ve done washing?"

"..."