Jin Shao, kiss

Jiang Lin was discharged from the hospital within a week.

Geng Ying stayed with him in the hospital for a week.

After returning home, Jiang Lin refused to go home and wanted to live in Geng Ying's apartment, saying that he was used to living there.

Mrs. Jiang felt that the youngest son was really shameless.

Living in a girl's house is such a peaceful place to live.

Geng Ying still has to go to work, so she has no time to serve him.

The son is shameless, and the mother still needs it. Mrs. Jiang said, "Geng Ying works during the day and can't take care of you. You go home with mom. Mom is free."

Jiang Lin looked at Geng Ying, her dog eyes didn't need to be pitiful, she looked very pitiful, Geng Ying couldn't stand Jiang Lin looking at her like this, she said, "It's okay, auntie, I can just hire a nanny."

Seeing the clingy look of her youngest son who couldn't do without Geng Ying, Mrs. Jiang was very helpless.

"How can you come to hire a nanny? If you want to hire a nanny, it's my aunt."

Mrs. Jiang didn't like Geng Ying very much at first.

She is too cold-tempered.

My youngest son is too sticky.

As a mother, there is no one who does not feel sorry for her son.

It's just that people have to get in touch with each other before they can know whether a person is good or bad.

After a few days of contact, Mrs. Jiang could easily figure out Geng Ying's temperament.

She is purely a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

When she was with the other party at night, she could feel that someone was pulling the quilt for her several times.

Sometimes, when I opened my eyes in a daze, I could always see the other party sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, looking at my son motionless.

The worry that could not be seen on her face during the day was so obvious and moving in the dead of night when no one knew about it.

She is like a tiger made of paper, majestic during the day, but so vulnerable and helpless at night.

Seeing Geng Ying guarding her son all night without sleeping, Mrs. Jiang was quite touched.

Not everyone likes to talk about love and express it deliberately.

If you really want to tell whether someone loves you or not, you have to look at the details, not the surface.

On the surface, she felt that this girl didn't care much about her son. She kept a straight face all day long and didn't say a few nice words. It was her son who was acting like a baby with her, looking for something to talk to.

But who would have thought that such a seemingly indifferent person would stare at his son all night without falling asleep in the middle of the night.

Cover him with a quilt, and when he murmurs unconsciously because of the pain from the incision, you can't hide your nervousness and ask him what's wrong.

When I heard my son say that the wound hurts, I quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She would also say that she should know when her son put her to sleep, but after her son fell asleep again, she still guarded him all night without sleep.

From disliking at the beginning, to slowly changing later, Mrs. Jiang still likes Geng Ying.

Although Geng Ying's temper is a bit colder on weekdays, it's not that she really doesn't care about her son at all.

If she really didn't care, she wouldn't stay up at night and just stare at her son all night.

If she really didn't care, she wouldn't give people the feeling that she lost a few catties in just one week.

After staying up for several days and nights, the bruises around my eyes are almost comparable to the national treasure panda.

His own son was suffering from cancer, and the other party did not give up, but even came to take care of him specially. This kind of heart is also very rare.

After all, if you are not married, living with the other party is already very disturbing, how can you let the other party spend money.

Mrs. Jiang felt that her son was shameless, and being a mother couldn't really let her son take advantage of other girls.

She insisted on paying the money herself.

Geng Ying didn't argue with Mrs. Jiang, she nodded in agreement.

Geng Ying took Jiang Lin back to the apartment.

Just got home.

Jiang Lin couldn't hold back anymore, he leaned against the wall and kissed him.

Geng Ying put her hands on his shoulders, keeping his body a little distance away from hers, lest he hurt his wounds.

Jiang Lin's kiss was too intense, and his hands were still touching her body.

Geng Ying couldn't help frowning, and at the same time couldn't help pushing him.

Taking advantage of the gap of breathing, Geng Ying turned her head to avoid him, "Enough, don't get the wound."

"Not enough. I haven't kissed you in half a month, let me have a good kiss."

He raised his hand to pinch Geng Ying's chin, turned her face back, and kissed her again.

Geng Ying was concerned about his wounds, and couldn't let go.

When he kissed a little more aggressively, she patted his shoulder to remind him to restrain himself.

Jiang Lin was afraid that he would kiss too aggressively, so she didn't give the kiss, and the kiss after that was much gentler and less urgent.

When Geng Ying saw that he had softened, she became more involved.

A very long kiss, as if wrapped in thousands of thoughts.

The kiss was extremely lingering.

After the kiss was over, Jiang Lin put his forehead against Geng Ying's and said with satisfaction, "I'm suffocating to death. Finally, I can enjoy my mouth craving."

From the time he broke up until now, he hasn't kissed her for half a month.

Except for the usual performances, he had never tried to go so long without kissing her.

Not seeing each other for one day is like three days, and not kissing for half a month is like three years.

Geng Ying's eyes were covered with a layer of mist after being kissed by him, and her cold and arrogant phoenix eyes were a little more tender.

She raised her hand to push Jiang Lin, and said, "Go back to your room and lie down."

He had just had an operation, and he had been on a plane for more than three hours, and he kissed so passionately just now, Geng Ying was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it.

Whether it was a knife operation, even if it was a slight wound, but in the end it was a gash in the chest, Jiang Lin's current body is still relatively weak.

"You accompany me."

Jiang Lin dragged Geng Ying back to the bedroom.

The two were lying on the bed together.

Geng Ying hadn't had a good night's sleep for a few days, and her eyes were bruised, which made her look a little more depressed.

Jiang Lin stroked the bruise under her eyes distressedly, "I asked you to switch vigils with my mother, but you refused to do so. The dark circles under your eyes are almost comparable to national treasures."

"It's okay." In the hospital, Geng Ying couldn't sleep.

Now that she returned to her nest, she felt a little sleepy.

Her eyelids were slightly lowered, and she seemed to have no energy.

Seeing that Geng Ying was full of sleepiness, Jiang Lin hugged her and said, "Go to sleep, you haven't slept much these days."

"Don't hug me, be careful not to hurt the wound."

Geng Ying saw him come up and hugged him, and pushed him a little.

"It's okay." Jiang Lin insisted on hugging her.

Geng Ying had nothing to do with him.

She raised her hand and rubbed his face, telling him to rest for a while, "You also close your eyes and sleep for a while."

"En." Jiang Lin kissed her on the forehead, then closed his eyes.

Once the two fell asleep, they slept until four o'clock in the afternoon.

When it was almost five o'clock, Mrs. Jiang came.

Mrs. Jiang said that the nanny she asked to find would not be able to go to work until tomorrow, and she came to make dinner for the two of them tonight.

Geng Ying can't cook.

To be precise, she can cook, but her cooking skills are average.

She couldn't even eat the cooked food by herself.

Too bad to eat.

And she hasn't been in the kitchen for a long time.

I have long forgotten the cooking skills I learned when I was a child.

Mrs. Jiang also knew that it was impossible for a strong professional woman like Geng Ying to be able to cook, so she didn't force her to be able to cook.

Mrs. Jiang is quite open-minded.

At that time, I approached Geng Ying because I heard that Geng Ying had a bad style, and she had a favorite daughter-in-law at the time, and suddenly she had a bad style, lived with a man, and suspected that she was not clear with her boss. For the ignorant Geng Ying, she couldn't help feeling disgusted in her heart.

Parents always want their son to marry a clean, gentle and virtuous wife.

Especially for her youngest son whom she has cherished since she was a child, Mrs. Jiang is even more picky about his other half.

But Mrs. Jiang also angered Jiang Lin because of this. At that time, Jiang Lin went back and quarreled with her, and even devalued her favorite daughter-in-law from head to toe, saying that she was not as good as Geng Ying.

Jiang Lin also knew that his mother could not be dealt with, and Geng Ying could not allow him to be with her, so Jiang Lin did a lot of ideological work for Mrs. Jiang at that time, using both soft and hard methods, and finally persuaded Mrs. Jiang not to interfere with him and Geng. The warbler thing.

Mrs. Jiang still loves Jiang Lin very much.

In the face of his son's begging, he finally decided not to intervene in his son's emotional affairs.

Be with whomever he likes.

Mrs. Jiang was busy in the kitchen, and Geng Ying didn't have the nerve to sit outside and wait for food.

She went in to help Mrs. Jiang choose vegetables.

Mrs. Jiang watched as Geng Ying came in from the door, and the youngest son who was lying on the door of the kitchen looking eagerly couldn't help it, and said, "Go out and accompany Jiang Lin. I'm fine here."

"That kid clings to you like an unweaned child clings to his mother."

Jiang Lin was so clingy to Geng Ying, Mrs. Jiang really didn't see it, she felt that her youngest son was too much, like a little daughter-in-law, she felt a little ashamed.

Raising her hand to grab the food from Geng Ying's hand, Mrs. Jiang pushed her away, "Go."

Geng Ying has not been alone with an elder for a long time, and she is actually quite uncomfortable.

Now that she was pushed out by the other party, she was relieved.

She really didn't know what to say to the other party.

Especially when the other party was Jiang Lin's mother.

The customers she contacts are different.

She is not so handy, and even a little bit tied, not knowing how to get along with each other.

Jiang Lin could get out of bed and walk around.

No need to stay in bed all day.

Others are at the kitchen door.

Jiang Lin naturally heard Mrs. Jiang's words.

He was not ashamed, but proud of it, "I am called inheriting my father's business. When my father was still around, he was also very attached to you."

Speaking of her husband, Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but look a little sad.

Jiang Lin also realized that he mentioned his mother's sadness, so he stopped talking immediately.

Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Mrs. Jiang quickly calmed down, "Okay, take your wife away quickly, so you don't have to watch helplessly and upset me."

Is it easy for her to eat the dog food of her son and girlfriend when she is old?

Jiang Lin knew that Mrs. Jiang was trying to ease the atmosphere, so he immediately agreed, "I obey, my lord."

With that said, he dragged Geng Ying away.

Geng Ying thought it was interesting for Jiang Lin to get along with his mother.

No wonder he didn't feel awkward calling her Queen.

It turned out that he called his mother like that.

Mother, my lord.

Both pampering and with a bit of respect.

Interesting.

It can also be seen from this that Jiang Lin lives in a very loving family.

No wonder he is so secondary, always thinking of using love to heal her and redeem her.

I was dumbfounded.

Jiang Lin pulled Geng Ying, wanting to hold her in his arms as usual.

But Geng Ying was afraid of hurting him, so she refused to sit in his arms.

Jiang Lin didn't force her either, he directly pampered his upper body, lay on Geng Ying's lap, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pressed his face against her soft belly.

When it was over, he would put Geng Ying's hand on top of his head and let her touch him.

Seeing Jiang Lin like this, Mrs. Jiang's words suddenly sounded in Geng Ying's ears - that kid clings to you like a child clings to his mother.

Jiang Lin is like this now, and he really has a sense of sight of a milk baby.

Geng Ying stroked his soft hair and teased him, "Jiang Lin, I think your mother is right, you really look like an unweaned child now."

Jiang Lin glanced in the direction of the kitchen, then lifted her clothes and slid in.

Mrs. Jiang was in the kitchen, but he was acting like a hooligan, and Geng Ying wanted to beat him violently.

Pulling the man out of his clothes, Geng Ying asked him angrily, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Lin replied to her with a serious face, "I'm looking for milk to drink."

Geng Ying, "..."

Mrs. Jiang looked like a frequent cook.

In less than an hour, she prepared four dishes and one soup.

Mrs. Jiang, who was cooking, took off her apron, and called to the two people on the sofa, "Jiang Lin, Geng Ying, wash your hands and eat."

"coming."

Geng Ying pushed Jiang Lin, who was lying leisurely on his lap, and signaled him to wash his hands and eat.

Jiang Lin sat up from Geng Ying's lap.

The two went to the kitchen to wash their hands together, then came out and sat in the dining room.

Geng Ying's apartment has two bedrooms and one living room.

There is only one room for people to live in, and the other room is her studio.

The living room and dining room are integrated.

The dining table is a rectangular table for four.

Basically, no one would come to her place as a guest, so she just chose a table at random, just in case.

When she bought this house, she never thought about who she would live with. She decorated the house according to the standard of living alone.

Geng Ying never thought that one day in her cold apartment, she could be so warm and affectionate.

Looking at Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Lin who kept feeding her food, Geng Ying's hard heart gradually softened.

She also brought back food for the two of them.

At the dinner table, you put food for me, and I put food for you, the picture looks extremely warm and loving.

Mrs. Jiang washed the dishes and left.

Geng Ying and Jiang Lin put Mrs. Jiang into the elevator together.

Watching the elevator doors close, Jiang Lin put his arms around Geng Ying, feeling slightly emotional, "It feels like we are a bit like newlyweds now."

Geng Ying's heart was touched by Jiang Lin's words, she turned her head to look at him, "If you want to, we'll go get the certificate when you feel better."

If it was the past, Jiang Lin would have dragged Geng Ying to get the certificate immediately, but now...

Jiang Lin raised his hand and rubbed the top of Geng Ying's hair, smiled slightly, and said, "The so-called husband and wife are just one more piece of paper than us."

In the end, he was afraid of delaying her for the rest of his life, so he didn't dare to nod, "Do you have that certificate? In my heart, you are my wife."

He hugged her into his arms, but his heart couldn't stop the soreness.

In the past, he dreamed of turning her into Mrs. Jiang.

Now that she is willing, he dare not marry her.

In the past, he thought that he could accompany her for the rest of his life, so he always thought of abducting her to the Civil Affairs Bureau, giving her the title of Mrs. Jiang, and letting her be buried with him a hundred years later.

He is so greedy.

Live in the same bed, die in the same hole.

He wants to be with her forever.

She just turned thirty this past October.

And he is suffering from cancer, which may recur at any time.

He didn't know how to delay her if he could accompany her for a few years.

Talking about men is different from being married and having a dead husband.

The marriage history is blank, and when she wants to marry in the future, it will be easier for her to marry.

"Jiang Lin, I never planned to get married. You don't have to think that it will delay me in the future. Even if you don't get a certificate with me, I won't get married in the future."

Geng Ying knew that Jiang Lin had always cared about fame.

Even if they are together.

Even if she has no idea about other men.

But in his heart, it seems that only when she is legal can she truly belong to him.

It's not that he hasn't hinted at her, and even proposed to her once, but after the proposal, seeing that she didn't say anything, he just turned the page over in a joking way.

Marriage was never in Geng Ying's life plan.

She hated marriage, even abhorred it.

She resisted marriage, so she also resisted men. If Jiang Lin hadn't said that he could not marry, have no children, and just stay with her like this, Geng Ying wouldn't have been with him for four years.

She has Jiang Lin in her heart more or less.

But for Jiang Lin, she was not ready to send herself into the grave of marriage, or in other words, she did not love Jiang Lin enough to overcome her fear of marriage.

Before Jiang Lin got cancer, Geng Ying had no desire to get married.

Even if she had promised Jiang Lin in the hospital before, she would be his Mrs. Jiang five years later, because he was sick, and she didn't want to make him unhappy when he was sick, so she agreed.

But tonight, the warm scene of eating with Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Lin made her yearn for married life a little bit.

That's why she couldn't help but tell Jiang Lin about receiving a certificate.

Jiang Lin looked down at her, and he gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, and said, "You are still young, don't speak too early. If you make an exception for me today, you can make an exception for others in the future."

"Geng Ying, you are too lonely, that's why you still allow me to stay by your side even though you don't love me."

"If I really leave unfortunately, I believe that it won't be long before you will forget me, and then meet another 'me' again on a lonely night."

"As long as he can please you like the same, you will spoil him as you spoil me."

Jiang Lin looked at Geng Ying's gaze, and laughed at himself a little more unwillingly, "No one can be him, but anyone can be me."

Such a self-deprecating tone made Geng Ying's heart tremble slightly. She knew that she couldn't love someone like him. Her heart was always cold. Even if she had him in her heart, she couldn't be like him. Talk about it.

She admitted that she hadn't let go of Xu Yisheng in her heart, but it didn't mean that Jiang Lin could be replaced by everyone.

Geng Ying raised her hand to caress Jiang Lin's cheek, and looked at him emotionally, "Jiang Lin, not everyone cares about my cold stone like you, and it's not like everyone is in the second grade like you. Trying to use love to heal me and warm me, not everyone is like you, who just grows in my aesthetics, and catches up with me when I am depressed, give up on myself, and want to find a man to vent."

"Jiang Lin, you cured my nightmare, and there will never be another you."

"No one can replace him, and likewise, no one can replace you."

"He redeemed me, you healed me."

"You are all irreplaceable existences in my life."

Geng Ying wondered if other people could like two men like her.

She seems a bit scumbag.

In her heart, she can pretend to be two people at the same time.

He redeemed me, you healed me.

She said he healed her.

Jiang Lin looked at Geng Ying, his eyes suddenly wet.

He raised his hand and hugged her into his arms, his throat choked, "I regret it a bit."

"Regret what?"

Geng Ying asked him.

"Sorry for messing with you."

"Geng Ying, if I... fail, what will you do?"

He had just healed her, but he had to make her suffer the pain of losing her sweetheart. The wound that had just been stitched opened again. How painful it was for her.

Geng Ying felt as if someone had stabbed her heart with a needle.

She put her hand on his back, closed her eyes, and said as if deliberately annoyed him, "Then I'll find another 'you'."

"No." Jiang Lin said domineeringly.

Geng Ying said, "Jiang Lin, you also said that I was too lonely to allow you to stay by my side, so I will definitely not guard myself for you in the future."

Geng Ying's words were so irritating, Jiang Lin pushed her out and kissed her hard.

When it was over, he hugged her back vigorously.

"No, you can only be mine." He said domineeringly.

Geng Ying's eyes were hot, "You are alive, and I am yours."

Jiang Lin got angry with her, "I want to live a long life, I will walk behind you, and I will be put in the same jar with you when I die."

Geng Ying cheered him up, "You are very ambitious, then you have to work hard, otherwise the person who pretends to be the same as me will be someone else."

Just assuming, Jiang Lin felt angry and couldn't bear it, he hugged her tightly, "No, the only person who will be in the same jar with you is me. You are mine, in this life and in the next life, Life after life, life after life."

Geng Ying's eyes were watery.

She closed her eyes and leaned against the chest that had not been operated on, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet.

He is really domineering.

It's not enough to ask her for a lifetime, and she wants to live forever.

What a greedy ghost.

The two hugged each other quietly, and no one spoke again.

In fact, both of them knew that many things were not up to them.

Whether Jiang Lin can accompany Geng Ying for the rest of his life depends on whether he will relapse after the operation.

Everything is unknown. Apart from deceiving themselves and others, they can only put on a good attitude and face it bravely.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

The two who were embracing quickly separated.

Geng Ying raised her hand to press the corners of her eyes, straightened her clothes, and opened the door.

The person who came was Xu Jianyi.

Xu Jianyi came to see Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin was discharged from the hospital. As a junior sister, Xu Jianyi naturally wanted to come and have a look.

Xu Jianyi came alone.

Carrying a fruit basket in his hand.

Seeing that the two of them were at the door, Xu Jian realized that she might have disturbed their love.

For a moment, Xu Jianyi's expression was a little complicated.

Brother has just used a knife, shouldn't he restrain himself?

Seeing Xu Jianyi's expression, Geng Ying knew that she was thinking too much. She explained, "We just sent his mother out."

When she came up, she didn't see her aunt.

It is estimated that the aunt has been gone for a while.

However, the other party deliberately wanted to fool the past, but Xu Jian did not expose it.

She nodded.

Carrying a fruit basket, he walked in.

"Does the incision still hurt?" Xu Jian asked Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin replied, "It doesn't hurt much."

It is a minimally invasive operation, and the wound only hurts for two or three days.

He's a week old now.

As long as you don't bump or press, it will basically not hurt.

"That's good."

When Xu Jian heard the words, she nodded slightly.

Geng Ying poured water for Xu Jianyi.

As soon as Xu Jian took it, she sat down on the sofa beside her.

Geng Ying and Jiang Lin were sitting together on the double sofa.

The three chatted for a while.

We chatted for about ten minutes.

Xu Jian left immediately.

After getting off from Geng Ying's, Xu Jian sat in the co-pilot, a little distracted.