My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

It was a pretty little girl, her face was a little pale, and she looked very unwilling: Then I'll go back. After walking a few steps, he hesitated and turned back, and said timidly, Young Master Feng, do you not like me? Is it? Otherwise, otherwise I won’t touch—”

Yuwen charged at her and laughed: Well, I don't like you, and I don't like you. There are too many problems. He got up, walked over, rubbed the woman's hair, and buttoned her collar, Take a taxi back by yourself, don't be caught Got it.

The woman nuzzled: I see.

OK.

Numb and uninteresting, this woman was, and so was he.

Yuwen Chongchong took a cigarette from the drawer, lit it, took a deep puff, exhausted the cigarette, poured a glass of foreign wine, and lit another.

Smoke the hottest cigarettes, drink the strongest alcohol...

That was Jiang Jiusheng.

The wind was very strong on the roof of the hospital. After Jiang Jiusheng hung up the phone, he dialed the random hair beside his ear and pressed another number.

mom.

Her tone was light, not intimate.

What's the matter? On the other end of the phone, the woman also spoke indifferently.

Jiang Jiusheng paused for a while: Has our family ever met someone with a good background?

Jian Chengzong is not the first person to be unlucky because of her, nor will he be the last one, as Su Qing said, like a curse, it never fails.

Mother Jiang Yuezhi thought for a while, and was silent for a moment: Your father and I are both salaried workers. Where can we meet people with backgrounds? After a pause, What's wrong? Is something wrong?

fine.

Jiang Yuezhi didn't ask again: You should pay more attention to your health outside.

Um.

Then I hang up.

good.

When the phone hung up, Jiang Jiusheng was a little taken aback.

The relationship between her and her mother is very weak, not so close, but more polite. They rarely talk to each other, once a year or so, and the content and form of the calls are rigid.

Jiang Jiusheng sometimes wondered if she had adopted her. After all, she had seen her Ms. Jiang and her elder brother, mother, loving son and filial piety more than once. Take a look at her.

Suddenly a little irritable, she took a cigarette and bit it in her mouth, and rubbed the friction wheel of the lighter with her fingertips. After three or two rubbings, a little light lit up, she bit the cigarette and moved forward to ignite it.

Suddenly, the cigarette was drawn from his mouth.

Jiang Jiusheng looked up.

Shi Jin said, Smoking is harmful to your health. His voice was soft, as if deliberately lowering his voice, Sorry, it's a doctor's occupational disease.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at the cigarette that was taken away from her, a slender lady's cigarette, pinched by Shi Jin's slender fingers.

There were no unnecessary movements, but Jiang Jiusheng just found it pleasing to the eye. She stared at the cigarette in Shi Jin's hand: I'll just smoke one.

His tone softened a little, with a hint of pleading.

It's not like her, she's used to being wild and lazy, when has she ever shown weakness like this, when she saw the ghost's words came to her lips, she didn't know what happened and said: You let me smoke one, huh?

This is her? What about demeanor?

Shi Jin really has a magical power that can make people helpless.

Jiang Jiusheng simply shut up and stopped talking.

He seemed to be holding back a smile, the corners of his mouth couldn't hold back the upward arc, he said 'yes', and then returned the cigarette in his hand to her, but he put the cigarette case she put by the guardrail into his pocket .

Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything else, and lit the fire while biting a cigarette. Perhaps it was because of too much wind, and she had a plaster cast on her left hand, so she failed to light it several times.

Give it to me. Shi Jin said.

Jiang Jiusheng hesitated for a moment, but still handed the lighter to Shi Jin.

He took it, covered the wind with one hand, and gently rubbed the friction wheel of the lighter.

bass!

The light of the flames illuminated his fingers so white that Jiang Jiusheng could see the subtle lines on his palms when he lowered his head. They were clean and flawless, like God's artwork, impeccable.

Right on the fire, she took a puff, held the cigarette between her fingers, exhaled, and asked Shi Jin: You are very skilled, and Doctor Shi also smokes?

She called him Doctor Shi again, a title she liked, a preference for no reason.

Shi Jin hummed: I smoked it before, but I won't touch it now. He handed her the lighter, I used to like this kind of lighter too, and I like the sound of it rubbing.

This, she too.

Sure enough, illegitimate meal.

Jiang Jiusheng took the lighter, took a puff between the cigarettes, leaned against the guardrail and asked Shi Jin, Why did you quit?

He replied: There is someone who doesn't like it.

who's that person?

Lover?

For some reason, she couldn't ask the words that came to her lips, so she kept silent and smoked quietly, heavily, the mint-flavored women's cigarettes, which were very light and tasteless.

She wanted to smoke the hottest cigarettes, drink the strongest wine, and sing the most heart-piercing songs, she suddenly thought so.

Shi Jin suddenly asked her, Annoyed?

Well, upset, I don't know what to worry about.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded honestly: A little bit.

Shi Jin gazed into her eyes quietly, and after a moment of silence, asked her, Do you need to touch my hand?

She was momentarily speechless.

He explained: I have no other intentions, just prescribe the right medicine.

Oh, Shi Jin still remembers that she is a manipulative patient.

Jiang Jiusheng's eyes fell on his hands unconsciously: Is it okay to be clean?

I can wash when I go back.

His words will indeed make people feel no burden at all, he is persuasive, especially tempting, not to mention Jiang Jiusheng's heart that controls the late stage.

She grabbed the last of her reason: In this case, I'm afraid I will become addicted to your hands.

Like smoking, some things are best not to be easily contaminated, as it is difficult to quit.

Shi Jin saw her worries, and the smile on his lips was like a spring breeze: Unlike smoking addiction, falling in love with hands is not harmful to your health, so you don't need to quit. He stretched out his hand and handed it to Jiang Jiusheng, There is no need to have it. Burden, after all I am your illegitimate meal.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help being taken away by his words.

How can there be such an illegitimate meal with a beautiful appearance, a moon charm, and a cool breeze, if it is really a disguise as Mo Bing said, then this sugar-coated poppy is probably enough to make people happy.

She felt that she must have been seduced by Shi Jin's hand, so she held it for a whole minute without letting go.

Really, addictive.

When returning to the ward, Yuanjia Road was narrow, and Jiang Jiusheng met Jian Chengzong, a well-dressed romantic man in the past. Seeing her, he scrambled and crawled under the waiting chair.

Jiang Jiusheng: ...

she so scary?

I saw Jian Chengzong shrinking under the chair, hugging his body tremblingly, muttering in his mouth: I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore...

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From now on, Su Qing will always use her next to the word female, no matter whether others know her gender or not, they will always use her as female, otherwise it will be very confusing.

Don't guess anymore, Chong Chong is different from Gu Bai, and has a different personality and way of doing things. My brother Chong can play tricks~