The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

The old master of the Lan family, who was so tall and so beautiful that people were shocked, was insane like a lunatic.

He took Jin Shiran's hand to touch his swollen belly, his wet eyes added a touch of charm to his sick face: "Shiran, look how good the child is, he doesn't move..."

Jin Shiran followed Lan Kezhui's words and said, "It might be a stillbirth."

Lan Kezhui opened his mouth slightly, with an expression of disbelief: "Shiran, this is your flesh and blood, how can you curse him?"

"My flesh and blood? I never left anything in your body, how could it be my flesh and blood?" Jin Shiran touched Lan Kezui's pillow stuffed in his clothes and smiled, very coldly: " Even if you were really crazy, you wouldn't mistake the child's father, would you? Jin Nuanyan and I don't look alike."

As Jin Shiran said that, he pulled Lan Kezhui's pillow hidden under his clothes, threw his hands into the lotus pond beside him, and stared at Lan Kezhui sharply, not letting go of the slightest emotional change on his face.

Lan Kezhui experienced a shipwreck when he was a child, and his parents both died trying to save him. Since then, Lan Kezhui has been particularly afraid of water.

Few people know about this, and Jin Shiran is one of them.

He looked at Lan Kezhui with teasing eyes, "Your child is about to drown, why don't you save him?"

Lan Kezhui looked at Jin Shiran with a blank expression, not knowing whether he was shocked that he threw his child into the lotus pond, or surprised that he was willing to use such a thing to stimulate|provoke himself.

In his memory, Jin Shiran, who deeply loved and loved him, should know that he didn't even dare to use the bathtub when taking a bath.

Lan Kezui looked at Jin Shiran, his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of water. Jin Shiran also looked at him, with a cold light in his long eyes, and said without pity: "It's almost enough, I'll die if you die." I won't even come to your funeral, who do you expect to fool with such a trick?"

Jin Shiran sneered and turned around, hearing a thud behind him.

Lan Kezhui is very afraid of water, and he doesn't know how to use water. He never gets close to water, because it reminds him of something particularly bad, but he didn't expect that under Jin Shiran's stimulation, he would jump without hesitation. go down.

At that time, Jin Shiran was taken aback, his mind was only on saving people, and he didn't think deeply about the Lan family who didn't even have a fountain, how could there be an extra lotus pond?By the time he realized it later, it was already too late.

Lan Kezhui was seriously choking on the water, and his body was accompanied by convulsive stress disorder. It took a lot of effort for Jin Shiran to hold Lan Kezhui's chin, and then he opened his teeth to get the breath out of his mouth.

Not caring about a person's life and death are two completely different concepts from pushing him to death.

Maybe Jin Shiran really let go of Lan Kezhui, or maybe he really didn't care about Lan Kezhui's life or death, but if he killed Lan Kezhui because of what he said just now, then Jin Shiran would feel guilty and blame himself for the rest of his life.

It was hard for him to forget about this person, and he didn't want to continue thinking about it for the rest of his life.

During the whole process of giving Lan Kezui artificial respiration, Jin Shiran kept shouting his name nervously, and the hand doing CPR also stopped several times due to trembling.

The place where the accident happened was Lan Kezhui's private property. Except for the gardener, no one would come here on weekdays, so when the two people who fell into the water appeared in front of everyone, everyone was shocked.

"Go and call the doctor!"

Jin Shiran carried Lan Kezhui and went upstairs to the bedroom. When he was looking for clothes, he found a black shirt in the closet that was particularly conspicuous. He subconsciously took it out and looked at it. It turned out to be his own?

Speaking of which, Jin Shiran and Lan Kezhui's marriage was short and not very happy.In my memory, Jin Shiran stayed here a handful of times, and every time he left, Lan Kezhui had to do a big cleaning, so Jin Shiran was so obedient that he didn't dare to leave even a hair.

Then the problem is coming...

Why is his shirt in Lan Kezhui's closet?Where did he get it?

Jin Shiran scoffed, and pulled the shirt off the hanger without hesitation, not even thinking about letting Lan Ke chase it.

He said in his heart that if you disliked me in the first place, you should regret it with all your strength in the future, and want to steal my shirt to quench your thirst?Go dreaming you!

When Jin Shiran came over with his clothes, there was a crowd of people around the bed.

The maids have a proper division of labor and cooperate with each other tacitly.

One took off Lan Kezui's shirt and was about to take off his pants, while the other held a hot towel and wiped Lan Kezui's face and wiped his chest, and kept going down after wiping his chest...

When Jin Shiran was at Jin's house, there were people who waited on him, but they were all men, and they were all his close friends who grew up with him like Dong Zhi. The only woman who grew up close to him was Jinse. sister.

In his bones, Jin Shiran pays great attention to the defense between men and women. Although he understands that this is the job of maids, seeing that they are all unmarried girls, he always feels that it is inappropriate to look at a man's body like this. Men come here."

The maids looked at each other, shook their heads and said that there was no male servant at home, seeing Jin Shiran's brow dripping, he came to take the clothes in his hand again, "Just leave it to us, sir, go change your clothes too, sir, be careful not to catch a cold."

Jin Shiran: "..."

He still felt that men and women could not accept each other. After thinking about it, he took back the clothes that the maid had taken away, and waved: "Everyone go out, I'll come."

In fact, this is not the first time Jin Shiran has taken care of Lan Kezhui. It used to be that Jin Shiran took care of Lan Kezhui every time he got sick.

He is very experienced, gentle and has formed a habit. For example, when he wiped Lan Kezui's body, Jin Shiran habitually touched his limbs, and he was very thin.

Probably because of guilt, Jin Shiran seldom looked at Lan Kezhui's face, and had to lament that a beauty is a beauty, no matter how thin her body is, her face still looks good, and because of her sickness, she added a kind of laziness and charm color.

Jin Shiran stared blankly at Lan Kezhui's face, and when he realized it, he had already stretched out his fingers, and turned his eyebrows hurriedly.

Beauty is poisonous and will confuse people.

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When Jin Shiran came out of the bathroom, Mr. Lan was coaxing Lan Kezhui to take medicine. There were a lot of colors, and he was sad just looking at it.

Lan Kezhui had a fever-reducing patch on his head, and had an infusion in his hand. He covered his mouth and coughed, "Grandpa, I'm not sick. I don't want to eat it. It's not good for the child."

Jin Shiran frowned, walked over and lifted up the quilt to have a look, and sure enough, he saw that Lan Kezhui had stuffed a pillow under his clothes again, which was strange.

Why does this man fantasize about having a child?Is this depression?Or crazy?Or madness in depression?Crazy mixed with depression?

"You're a man, where did you get a child from?" Jin Shiran took out the pillow from Lan Kezhui's clothes and told him, "This is a pillow, not a child. As long as you take your medicine well, no one will treat you as a child." ill."

later……

Old Man Lan pointed to Lan Kezhui who was crying on the bed, and said to Jin Shiran, "You are the one who made you cry. You are responsible. You can't coax my grandson well, so you can't leave."