Dr. Jiang is very gentle (gl) + side story

"You stinky/bitch! Don't think I don't know what you've been doing all these years? Being a mistress for a married old man! Being a mistress for a gang/society! You...you are still having sex with that Jiang Lai You are abnormal and dirty! You..."

He was still talking about something, but Cen Miao who hurried forward grabbed his hair and slapped him across the face.

"Who told you that I was with Jiang Lai?!"

Cen Yugui closed his mouth.

Cen Miao slapped him again, and it hurt a little.

"I'll give you 20, who said that?!"

Chapter 48

Cen Yugui sold the house to Cen Miao for 20 yuan, and after signing the sales contract, he was kicked out of the ancestral house.

The ancestral house is the only warmth Cen Miao has left for this family. Grandma lived here before, so she was willing to spend some money to buy it.But it is absolutely impossible for Cen Yugui to gain a foothold.

20 is enough to make the villain let go.Cen Miao has long been used to seeing people talk nonsense, there are so many gossips in the financial circle, if she is not thoughtful and meticulous, she would not be able to become a rookie in the investment world.

Maybe even the person behind him didn't expect that Cen Mi could detect a problem from such a simple sentence.

After asking the person's name, Cen Miao suddenly realized that she had been played around from beginning to end.

Jiang Lai knew that Cen Miao was fragile and could not be emotional, and was worried that she would be provoked by Cen Yugui, so she had been following Cen Miao closely after Cen Miao came back.

Seeing Cen Yugui, Cen Miao was very irritable. She dug out the e-book and bought a copy of "Diamond Sutra", and read it seriously.

Jiang Lai glanced at the title of the book, a little surprised: "I'm not reading "Tsundere Girl Chasing His Wife"."

She remembered that Cen Miao was bored after vacation and was addicted to watching. Recently Cen Miao was chasing "Tsundere Girl Chasing His Wife" which is being serialized and has more than 3000 chapters. Cen Miao secretly read it every day.Probably because he felt ashamed to read vulgar literature, Cen Mi didn't have the nerve to tell Jiang Lai that it was a secret, but Jiang Lai accidentally saw the title of the book.

It's a shame to discover little secrets.

Cen Miu blushed: "You can just mock me, I read the Buddhist scriptures to calm my mind."

Jiang Lai took a sip of the tea in his cup and said lightly, "Last time you told me that vulgar literature makes people happy."

"Yeah, vulgar sports are happier."

Cen Miao put down the e-book, and made a gesture to kiss Jiang Lai, who was hugged by Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai doesn't like to use perfume, her body smells like milky shower gel.Cen Miao originally said it as a joke, but when he smelled the familiar warmth in Jiang Lai's bosom, his heart trembled.

She lingered between Jiang Lai's lips and teeth, then turned her head, bit Jiang Lai's earlobe lightly, and stretched out the tip of her tongue to touch the cool and soft place.Jiang Lai couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, but then she bit her lower lip with her teeth and swallowed the groan, her eyes became misty, tinged with lust, as if she had a thousand words The words contained in it make people feel unbearable and want to possess.

The hot air spewed thinly on the neck, condensed into water droplets.After careful calculation, since Jiang Lai was injured, they haven't been in bed for a long time.

Cen Miao felt that her throat was a little hoarse, and she said in a low voice, "Do you want to do it?"

Although the tone was inquiring, the body of the scorching man had already been covered, pressing him tightly.Her long hair hangs down, covering her shoulders, and her peach blossom eyes seem to contain puddles of spring water.

Jiang Lai held Cen Miao's hand, pressed it against his chest, and hummed softly.

The warm beating made Cen Miao's heart warm, and she reached in from the hem of Jiang Lai's clothes, exploring inch by inch, and finally lingered on the scar on Future's chest.A very long scar with traces of sutures.

Jiang Lai understood the hesitation in Cen Miu's eyes, she moved her body and took off her clothes: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Cen Miao bit Jiang Lai's chin.

"Miss you."

I want to have all of you.

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On the plane back to City A, Cen Miao was also reading Buddhist scriptures, as if he had changed his temper, with a calmness and tranquility that didn't fit his temperament.

Jiang Lai jokingly said that she suddenly realized the Buddha-nature when she was in her 20s, and sooner or later she would have the heart to take refuge in the Three Jewels.

Cen Miao raised his head from the Buddhist scriptures, squinted his eyes and whispered to Jiang Lai: "No way, my sense organs are not pure, and I am greedy for beauty."

After finishing the coquettish talk, I read the book again, as if the person who just spoke was not me.

Jiang Lai brushed her hair down to cover her red ears, thinking about last night, she was a thin-skinned girl after all, even though she was shy she kept her face.

Cen Mi stopped teasing her, turned off the power of the e-book, leaned his head on Jiang Lai's shoulder, and twisted shamelessly.

"Hey, you are so cute, I love you so much."

Cen Miu thought to himself that maybe he lacked the general education in those few years of university, his language ability was limited, and the tenderness and sweetness in his heart were like the surging sea, like a towering mountain.

But she can only say "I love you" bluntly.

Fortunately, the ancestors invented these three characters, and the dry expression is better than nothing.

Jiang Lai leaned his head towards Cen Miao's side, and covered the two of them with a blanket.

There was still some time before they landed, and the two cuddled together and took a nap for a while.

When he got back to the apartment, Jiang Lai had a fit of cleanliness. Seeing that the house was full of dust, he dragged Cen Miao to do a big cleaning together.

Cen Miao kept complaining, but it was not easy to complain about Jiang Lai's little habit.