My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

She hugged him, kissed his palm, and then buried her face in it, but said vigorously: I like your hand the most.

Is this hooliganism?

Mo Bing, who was stunned behind: ...

Doctor Shi is a fan of Jiang Jiusheng?

Not long ago, Jiang Jiusheng even asked about fan management... Wait, is Jiang Jiusheng really seduced by Shi Jin? It took a long time to come back to his senses, and Mo Bing quickly followed.

Doctor Shi, let me do it. After all, they were just neighbors, and Mo Bing felt that it was inappropriate to bother them like this, not to mention that men and women are different after all.

But without waiting for Shi Jin's response, Jiang Jiusheng, who was lying on Shi Jin's chest, raised his head, gave Mo Bing a cool swishing look, with an indifferent face, and said bluntly, I don't want you, I want Shi Jin.

Mo Bing didn't want to talk to the drunk anymore, and Xiao Qiao followed behind, looking at the backs of the two in front. For some reason, Mo Bing always felt that Shi Jin's eyes on Jiang Jiusheng were too obsessed.

Jiang Jiusheng hung on Shi Jin's body, still moving around restlessly. She hugged Shi Jin's neck and looked up at him.

She asked, Shi Jin, am I heavy?

Shi Jin said, Very lightly. His tone was patient and gentle.

Jiang Jiusheng blinked, expectantly: Then you carry me on your back, okay?

He laughed: OK.

She kept shaking his hand contentedly.

Shi Jin supported her waist, and when there were passers-by, he pulled her sweater down to cover her exposed waist, and squatted down.

She lay on his back and hummed happily.

Shi Jin was a gentleman, holding Jiang Jiusheng's knee quietly with his hands. Even though he looked intimate, he still did not forget the proper etiquette. On the contrary, it was Jiang Jiusheng who hugged and hugged and twisted back and forth. Mo Bing is glad that this is a high-end community, and most of the people living there are famous people, so they don't gossip, otherwise, the stupid and cute artists of her family would collapse every minute.

In the elevator.

Jiang Jiusheng asked suddenly: Shi Jin, who is it? She pointed at the flat-inch dog on the ground.

Shi Jin said, It's Bomei.

Jiang Bomei immediately ran to his father's feet, shaking his fur, trying to make his mother recognize him, but what did his mother say——

It's ugly.

Jiang Bomei: ...

10,000 critical hits!

Mom, don't you remember who cut the size of the board for the dog? Don't you remember who touched Gouzi's hair and praised Gouzi that he was so cute? Don't you remember that you said you would buy imported dog food for your dog forever?

Jiang Bomei looked up to the sky and screamed: Aww——

Jiang Jiusheng rubbed his head against Shi Jin's neck, muttering, Noisy.

Shi Jin glanced coolly: Jiang Bomei.

Gouzi immediately shut up, drooping his ears, pitifully.

Mo Bing and Xiao Qiao looked at each other, feeling uncomfortable and feeling a little redundant.

Mo Bing couldn't help but glanced at Shi Jin. The outline was so gentle that it was unbelievable. The light reflected his profile on the elevator wall, like a carefully sketched plain painting. Without any color, it was still delicate and strong. Such a man, no wonder her family Even when an artist turns into a mushroom, he never forgets to kill him.

Mo Bing thought, Doctor Shi treats her artists differently. With such good-looking eyes, at least he only looked at Jiang Jiusheng from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Jiusheng was drunk, and the contrast was so great that she talked a lot. How cold and quiet she was usually, it was so different now. She shook her head, put her arms around Shi Jin's neck, and asked, Shi Jin, do you like mushrooms? ?

Shi Jin nodded: Yes.

She asked again: Then do you like stewed dog meat with mushrooms?

He continued to nod: Yes.

Jiang Jiusheng continued to ask, looking like a curious baby: Then do you eat dog meat or mushrooms first?

Shi Jin said without hesitation, Dog meat.

Jiang Bomei: ...

Is this plotting a dog stew case? The Pomeranian dog shivered in the cold autumn wind, paved the ground, and shrank silently into a corner. He really wanted to cry, his eyes were sore, and he was about to cry... But he didn't dare to cry, because his mother thought it was noisy, and his father might kill him Dog, and then mom and dad eat dog meat together... Hold back, don't cry, Jiang Bomei, you have to be strong!

Then, its mother said: I am just a mushroom, can you not eat me? You can take me home and plant it, and I can grow a lot of money. She also said, showing off, Yuwen said, I'm a cash cow.

Shi Jin frowned, unwilling to hear other names, and replied sullenly: Well, I won't eat you.

Jiang Jiusheng was very happy, and immediately said: We can eat dog meat together, and then drink dog meat soup.

Shi Jin responded to her: Okay.

Jiang Bomei: ...

It cried with a woof! Weeping bitterly: Fate is too much, and the dog's life is hard to save...

Jiang Bomei.

Shi Jin suddenly called out calmly.

The howling stopped abruptly, Jiang Bomei snorted a few times, but held back, not daring to cry! Afraid of slaughtering dogs!

Mo Bing and Xiao Qiao just kept quiet and didn't speak, looking at Jiang Jiusheng, a hard rock who was shamelessly cute, and watching Jiang Bomei, a playful dog, striving for an Oscar statuette!

After all, Shi Jin was just a neighbor next door, Mo Bing only sent him to the door, and forcibly pulled Jiang Jiusheng into the apartment, but she refused to let go of Shi Jin's hand.

Mo Bing coaxed her: Shengsheng let go, let's go in.

Jiang Jiusheng pushed her away: Go away, I don't want you. Then softly shouted at Shi Jin, Shi Jin, Shi Jin.

Mo Bing: ... Don't sober me up if you have the ability!

Shi Jin smiled: Give it to me.

Mo Bing had no choice but said apologetically, I'm sorry, Doctor Shi.

No trouble. He said, then took Jiang Jiusheng over, picked her up in his arms, and went straight to the bedroom.

Mo Bing asked Xiao Qiao to put hot water, and hurried to follow. At this time, the doctor hadn't caught up with her. She was afraid that her artist would scare people away, so she couldn't make her look ugly, and couldn't make Doctor Shi feel that her artist was a random people...

Shi Jin, do you want to sleep with me?

Mo Bing: ...

Before you catch up with him, you invite him to sleep together? That is to say, the doctor had a good temper and spoke softly from beginning to end.

He put her on the bed, and she wanted to get up: Lie down first.

She clamored to sleep together.

Shi Jin also sat on the bed.

She was so happy that she rolled around and kicked off the quilt.

Shi Jin covered her up again: Shengsheng, be good, don't move.

She obediently did not move, opened a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes, and said in a low and soft voice, Shi Jin, I want to touch my hand.

He gave her his hand.

She held it in the palm of her hand, rubbed her face together, muttered a vague word, then closed her eyes in a daze.

Enough fuss.

Mo Bing came over with hot water and said, Doctor Shi, leave the rest to me. You can go back and rest. After all, men and women are different, so Shi Jin can't let Shi Jin change her clothes.

Shi Jin nodded and said politely, Then I'll trouble you to take care of her.

? Mo Bing was stunned for a moment, what's wrong with that?

Shi Jin withdrew his hand, and the sleeping mushroom woke up.

He patted her head, and she closed her eyes peacefully.

After Shi Jin left, Mo Bing wiped Jiang Jiusheng's face, changed her pajamas, tossed and rubbed her old waist until midnight, and sighed: People who never show cuteness can kill people if they show cuteness.

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Ever since I watched Douyin, I feel that the dogs after the founding of the People's Republic of China have become fine. Bo Jun smiled, don't be too particular.

Ask for a recommendation ticket as usual.