My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

After finishing the wine in the glass and taking the cigarette case, Jiang Jiusheng got up.

I'm going out for a cigarette.

She turned two corners, found a ventilated window, leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, took a puff, narrowed the corners of her eyes slightly, and slowly exhaled a thin layer of smoke from her bright red lips, the wind blowing past the window, Has a faint grassy smell.

This smoke is really light.

Jiang Jiusheng shook the ashes of the cigarette, took a deep breath, reached out to cover the hood of the sweater, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, sucking one mouthful at a time, holding the white cigarette between his slender and fair fingers, and his nails were painted with a light crimson Danko.

Not far away, there was a sound. Jiang Jiusheng bit her cigarette butt and looked up. At the corner at the end of the corridor, a man and a woman were kissing passionately. She smiled, turned her back, and breathed out a puff of smoke against the wind.

The smell of tobacco was very thin, lingering at the tip of her nose, she quietly finished smoking the cigarette in her hand, and the lingering sound of kisses behind her never stopped.

After pinching his cigarette, Jiang Jiusheng threw a piece of fresh candy into his mouth, then turned around, and saw that the men and women who were inseparable had moved their positions to the door of the toilet, blocking the door tightly, ignoring passers-by attention.

Fortunately, this is a high-end club, and it's not surprising that the rich and nobles are in love with each other.

Jiang Jiusheng walked over: Can I have a moment?

Hearing the sound, the man paused for a moment, let go of the hand around the woman's slender waist, calmly wiped the lipstick stained on his lips with his fingertips, and turned his head: Why are you here?

He had a soft and beautiful face, somewhat indistinguishable from male and female, but very delicate and tall, wearing a well-tailored black suit, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, a bit yuppie, like a romantic horse in fresh clothes in the scroll Suave handsome son.

Jiang Jiusheng said concisely: Celebrate.

The man is Jiang Jiusheng's boss, the head of Tianyu's family, young and rich, with a strong background, named Yuwen Chongchong. He heard that the old man of Yuwen's family was the general who led the troops when the country was founded. The name, but unfortunately, Yuwen Chongchong was still raised crookedly. He is a typical dandy, and he really can't afford to be decent. Fortunately, with a good family background and strict family education, he can be called the most noble and noble in H City In the words of Yuwen Chongchong, young men and women get out of bed if they get along, and get out of bed if they don't get along. What you love and what I want, there is less pickiness, hypocrisy and falsehood, and they do men and women's affairs in an upright manner.

This kind of extravagant dandy is engaged in the entertainment media industry. We can see how many female stars have to squeeze their heads to rub against his bed. There is a rumor in Tianyu Media that all the female artists under Tianyu have more or less had an affair with Yuwen Chong. Jiang Jiusheng, this can be concluded based on one point. Jiang Jiusheng is the only female artist who calls Yuwen Chongfeng a taboo. Everyone else, who does not respectfully call him Feng Shao.

In short, the relationship between Jiang Jiusheng and Yuwen Chongchong is very delicate. Many people speculate that if you get close to the water first, maybe the big boss of Yuwen is Jiang Jiusheng's benefactor. After all, since Jiang Jiusheng debuted, Tianyu has treated her like a daughter. Not average.

My friends from several circles are here, come over for a drink? Yuwen Chongchong obviously wanted to introduce her.

Jiang Jiusheng waved his hand: No, you bought a huge amount of insurance for my throat.

Talked as if she didn't drink at all.

The tone was familiar, and the two were not polite at all. Yuwen Chong glanced at the trash can by the window, and said angrily, Smoking less. Laughing, If your voice gets drunk, all the money I invested in you will be in vain.

Jiang Jiusheng responded kindly: The boss is right.

She smiled, and glanced at the woman next to Yuwen Chongchong. She recognized her, Tianyu Media's new young artist, after the third line, she looked good.

Withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Jiusheng bypassed the men and women and walked into the women's toilet. Then, the sound of the friction wheel of the lighter rang. Yuwen charged and turned his head to look, only to see a profile of a profile, with a thin cigarette between his tender white fingers, white The mist obscured the side face.

He has never seen a woman who can be so sexy and seductive when she swallows a cloud.

Yuwen rushed to grab the waist of the woman beside him, and asked her, Can you smoke?

The woman froze for a moment, then shook her head: No.

Without saying a word, he left with his arms around the woman.

Was that woman just now Jiang Jiusheng? The woman asked cautiously.

Yeah. Yuwen Chong raised his hand and brushed her hair, Know him?

This casual tone made the woman heave a sigh of relief, and said casually: I heard it's very special, but it's not that great.

special?

He probably also heard the rumors about Tianyu.

Women are naturally suspicious and jealous, but they always have a sense of superiority. They are a kind of solipsistic animal.

He stopped, put his arms around the woman's waist, rubbed it lightly, and said with a smile: That bad woman you talked about beat me to the ground after learning Sanda for nine months. Paused After a while, he said, I have studied for seven years.

...

A moment of silence.

Only then did the woman timidly raise her head, her eyes full, and tremblingly tugged at Yuwen Chong's sleeve, for fear that he would annoy her.

He chuckled and touched the woman's face very gently.

I'll send you the script of Director Zhang's movie tomorrow. He gently pinched his fingertips from his face to the woman's blushing earlobe, and said in a low voice, Don't fight in the future. Give me the phone.

The woman was taken aback, in disbelief.

This man is always tender and affectionate, and always speaks softly. When he loves, spoils, and abandons him, he seems to be extremely serious, and he seems to never care.

The woman bit her lip, her eyes dim with tears: Did I do something wrong?

She is pitiful and showing weakness.

No. He let go, slowly took out the square scarf in his suit pocket, wiped his hands gracefully, smiled, and stuffed the corner of the square scarf into the woman's low-cut V-neck, and said, Sleep you sleep Tired.

...

asshole!

After smoking and spraying on a little perfume, Jiang Jiusheng went back to the small room, only Mo Bing was there, sitting at the bar, mixing a glass of colorful cocktails.

Mo Bing handed it to her.

She took a sip.

Too much fruit drink, too little vodka, tasteless.

Jiang Jiusheng pushed the wine glass back to Mo Bing.

I saw the big boss just now. Mo Bing shook the glass, the ice cubes jingled lightly, she said with a smile, The woman next to me has changed again.

I see. This one is pretty good. It's bigger than the last one. Jiang Jiusheng took several kinds of base wine, shook the cold beer, lowered his head, and concentrated on mixing the drink.

Mo Bing laughed, turned the bar chair, leaned his body backward, had a good view of his proud chest, and said seriously: I'm worried about his kidneys.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled without saying a word.

The female companions are changed so often, I think Yuwen Chongchong's kidneys are very good.

Leaning against the bar, Mo Bing propped his chin to look at Jiang Jiusheng: I've been your manager for three years and I still don't understand, what exactly is Yuwen Charge up to do with you?

Young Master Yuwen who never refuses anyone who comes, only offered Jiang Jiusheng the bright moonlight on the bedside. The resources are so good that she is not even allowed to accompany her for a drink, let alone abducted into bed.

Using brandy as the base of the wine, Jiang Jiusheng measured three small cups of tequila into it, shook it, mixed it evenly, looked up and said, Picture money.

Mo Bing raised his eyebrows: How?

He's a businessman, and I'm a cash cow. With a glass and a half of vodka and a glass of whiskey, Jiang Jiusheng concentrated on continuing his movements, Yuwen Chongchong is not a rich man. The woman, the money he made for him has already exceeded the prostitution money.

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I want all the messages, gifts, and tickets in the collection. If there is one, the doctor will be released on the second shift. If there is a second shift, it will be at 8:30 in the evening.

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