My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle - Chapter 101
101: Grandpa Sheng coaxes his boyfriend
Chapter 101 101 Grandpa Sheng’s boyfriend thirty-six plan
“Then you close your eyes and count one hundred. I can’t open your eyes until I hide them.”
“Hmm.” Xie Dang immediately closed his eyes obediently, and then began to count, “One, two, three, four … fifteen, sixteen, seventeen … thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine … Seventy-eight, seventy– ”
There was no sound behind.
Jiang Jiusheng let out a sigh of relief and finally fell asleep. She looked at her cell phone. There was no power, and she didn’t know when it shut down automatically.
“Sister Jing, what time is it?”
Song Jing glanced at his watch: “It’s past nine thirty.”
It was so late.
Jiang Jiusheng was anxious: “Sister Jing, please put me on the side of the road, I let Xiao Qiao come to pick me up.”
Song Jing disagreed: “How do you do that? After I took Xie Dang back, I’ll take you back to the apartment.” She is an entertainer, and she might be photographed on the street at night.
But Jiang Jiusheng insisted: “Sister Jing, I have something urgent.”
Song Jing stopped by the edge and asked, “What’s the hurry?”
Jiang Jiusheng thought about it: “My dog hasn’t fed yet.”
Song Jing: “…”
Later, Jiang Jiusheng borrowed Song Jing’s mobile phone, called Xiao Qiao, and sent the location to him.
Thirty minutes later, outside the Yujing Yinwan community, the lights were far and near, and they were silver-gray nanny cars, parked at the entrance of the community.
“Wang Wang!”
Jiang Bomei recognized the car and shook Mao’s cheering voice several times.
Jiang Jiusheng got off the car, and in the dark night, he saw a person and a dog standing under the street lamp, carrying light, pulling the shadow diagonally.
She ran over, her footsteps anxious, and gasped and said, “Sorry, my phone is out of power.”
Shi Jin shook his head, wiped her sweat with the veil she carried, and took the bag in her hand. He didn’t speak, Jun Lang’s outline was a little tight.
Jiang Jiusheng waved his hand with Xiao Qiao in the car, and naturally took Shi Jin’s hand, and his fingertips touched the back of his hand. The cold one was cold. Jiang Jiusheng asked, “Have you waited a long time?”
Shi Jin shook his head: “No.”
“Wang Wang!”
Jiang Bomei at the foot yelled twice. It was hungry and cold, and his small thick legs were numb. He wanted to urge his mother to go back quickly.
Shi Jin glanced at it.
“!” It would never dare make it again.
Shi Jin held her hand on her arm, interlocking her fingers, squeezing it into her pocket, bowed her head to want to kiss her, but suddenly stopped: “Did you drink?”
Jiang Jiusheng was guilty: “A little bit.”
About a dozen cups? Twenty cups?
Shi Jin frowned slightly, his expression slightly serious: “Sheng Sheng, you are still in your period, and you should not drink alcohol.”
She nodded obediently.
On the way back, Shi Jin didn’t speak again.
When he arrived at his apartment, Jiang Jiusheng held his hand and shook it twice: “Are you angry?”
Shi Jin shook his head: “No.”
Why don’t you speak?
He let go of her hand, still very good-tempered: “Medicine is already cold, let me warm you up.”
As usual, it’s just that he doesn’t bother her eyes anymore.
Jiang Jiusheng stood in front of the kitchen door for a while, while Shi Jin was warming the soup inside. The trash can beside him was full of food.
Sure enough, angry.
Jiang Jiusheng thought for a while and said, “I’ll go home and wash.” By the way, think about how to coax the doctor when she was at home.
Shi Jin carried it on his back, his movements stiffened, and there was still no opening.
Jiang Jiusheng didn’t say anything, went to the balcony to pour half a bowl of dog food for Bomei, exchanged a cup of skimmed milk powder, and returned to the apartment.
Jiang Bomei, who was pretending to be dead in the kennel, smelled it, and immediately stood upright, dragging the dog pot into the kennel as he sang.
Aooo!
Still my mother loves dogs the most!
As soon as Jiang Jiusheng came home, the doorbell rang before the clothes had been changed. She put on a home sweater at random, so she tied her hair and walked to the entrance to open the door.
It was Shi Jin, who was still wearing a pure white apron, and Jiang Jiusheng was still waiting to speak.
He opened his mouth first: “Sheng Sheng, it’s my fault.”
“…”
Jiang Jiusheng was completely stunned.
She has never seen Shi Jin like this, unlike ordinary elegance and nobleness, she is a little too careful.
His eyes were a little confused, and his speech was fast: “I shouldn’t interfere too much with your social interaction, it’s because I haven’t considered it.” The voice lowered, “I also dumped the food for you.”
Oh, he thought she was angry.
“I apologize to you.” Shi Jin looked at her eyes, trying to hold her hand, but she seemed to care about something, suspended in mid-air, her movements slightly stiff.
For some reason, Jiang Jiusheng felt that Shi Jin was a little afraid of her, perhaps because she was too indulgent, she became panic, especially during the conflict.
She led him into the house and stood on the steps of the porch, just as tall as Shi Jin, raised her hand, wrapped around his neck, and explained to him: “I’m not angry, I just wanted to coax You. “After all, it was her who returned late, and she was wrong.
As soon as she finished speaking, Shi Jinmeiyu’s gloom dissipated, and her pale lips twitched up slowly, and he raised her hand and placed it on her waist.
Say: “I didn’t do it well, I don’t need to coax.”
Elegant and graceful, he gave in whether he was right or wrong.
Jiang Jiusheng was a bit sorry. She just checked the 36 countermeasures of coaxing her boyfriend on the Internet. She had planned to do the same.
Shi Jin also said: “If we have a dispute in the future, I will admit my mistake first. Don’t let me not find you.”
He has a good temper and is impeccable.
Jiang Jiusheng chuckled: “Then you lose.”
Shi Jin then thought about it seriously: “Then you coax me.”
Good and sensible.
Jiang Jiusheng’s ghost messenger said so.
Shi Jin smiled, waiting for her following.
She recalled the thirty-six counts that she had only seen before, and her hands slowly descended from his neck, resting on his shoulders, and then she paused.
Shi Jin looked down at her with a smile, her eyes softer than the night.
She looked up and said, “This is taught online.”
When the words fell, she pushed hard, pressed Shi Jin’s shoulders, and pressed him against the wall. She slammed her feet and put her lips on Shi Jin’s lips. Without hesitation, she extended her tongue and drilled Between his lips and tongue, no skill is a mess.
It is said online that men occasionally need stimulation and need to be suppressed.
Jiang Jiusheng is glad that she has practiced Sanda, which is more powerful than ordinary women, otherwise it is really difficult to suppress the word.
Shi Jin smiled.
She looked up and glanced at him, then lowered her head and took a bite on his lips: “Don’t laugh at me.”
He didn’t laugh anymore. He bowed his head obediently, put his face toward her, put his hand on her waist, and put a little pressure on it: “It will be easier to kiss like this.”
Jiang Jiusheng: “…”
What about repression?
She blushed and took a bite on Shi Jin’s chin.
Shi Jin smiled and no longer troubled her, and went to the living room to get her coat, took him to his side, and suddenly said: “Sorry.”
Jiang Jiusheng did not understand: “Why apologize?”
Shi Jin said softly: “I control you too much, I will pay attention in the future.”
She doesn’t like quarrels and disputes,
Don’t like his temper,
Do not like mania and violent.
He remembered all this, but still did not restrain his emotions. Fortunately, her cell phone was turned off, and she didn’t know how many calls he made to her.
He admonished himself countless times, not to scare her, not to press hard, not to give a little breathing room.
She smiled at him without any disgust, and said, “You are my boyfriend, you can control me.”
Shi Jin narrowed his eyes and covered his thoughts. After a while, he said, “Sheng Sheng.”
“Ok?”
“Quit alcohol?”
Jiang Jiusheng: “…”
It’s very difficult. She likes wine and pursues that kind of fun and excitement.
Seeing her not answering, Shi Jin changed one, and discussed with her: “Then quit smoking?”
“…”
This is even more impossible. When she writes songs, she may go crazy without smoking.
She said more euphemistically: “Yes, a little difficult.”
Shi Jin patiently said softly, “We can take it slowly.”
“…”
Jiang Jiusheng thought, when he was done, he pushed himself into the pit.
Shi Jin smiled without breaking her, and went to the kitchen to serve her soup.
“The prescription of the medicated diet is given by Dr. Han, and it is very useful for treating dysmenorrhea. I put a lot of honey and red dates. It should not be bitter. You can drink a little pad to pad your stomach first.”
Jiang Jiusheng sat down and drank soup, immersed in the fear of quitting smoking and drinking.
Shi Jin went to the kitchen again to get supper.
After half eating, Jiang Jiusheng suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment, and looked up at Shi Jin: “Do you have a patient named Cao Xu?”
“Well.” Shi Jin drew a wet wipe and wiped the soup stains on her fingers. She asked her back, “What’s wrong?”
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head again: “Nothing.”
She didn’t want to be involved in the entertainment industry’s eryu, and what’s more, if Cao Xu really passed his hand, there would be no doubt that Shi Jin couldn’t take it away from her.
She stopped talking, and Shi Jin didn’t ask. She quietly ate supper, and he quietly served her vegetables.
Jiang Jiusheng didn’t have the habit of eating at night, and originally wanted to simply taste it. When Chen Jin was so good at cooking, he was a bit overwhelmed, so he proposed to wash the dishes, so that he could eat away.
“There is a dishwasher.” Shi Jin got up to pick up the chopsticks and said, “You walk around the house. If you still feel uncomfortable, I will take you down.”
She said yes, follow Shi Jin behind, and watch him pack up,
Shi Jin does everything in a slow manner. His movements are always elegant and beautiful. It’s not ridiculous. It’s such small things like housework. It’s also pleasing to him.
“Shi Jin,” Jiang Jiusheng said, “you can choose a time to teach me how to cook.”
Shi Jin turned on the faucet to wash his hands, over and over again, looking back: “Want to learn?”
“Well,” she said, “you can make it for you after learning.”
Shi Jin wiped his hands with a clean white towel and walked in front of Jiang Jiusheng: “No need to learn.” He said, “Our family will be enough.”
Our home.
Jiang Jiusheng feels particularly pleasant and happy, and wants to tease the dog: “Bomei, come here to mom.”
In the kennel, Jiang Bomei heard her mother’s call, and she would run over. Jiang Jiusheng smiled and opened her hand.
Shi Jin held her: “Sheng Sheng, it didn’t take a bath, don’t hold it, it’s dirty.”
Suddenly stopped Jiang Bomei: “…”
Its father is so sinister!
Let’s talk about a drunken man who was drunk this night.
When the car drove halfway, Assistant Xiaojin had something to do temporarily. Song Jing drove, not knowing what was overwhelmed, and the body shook. Unfortunately, he woke up the thanksgiving in the back seat and opened a pair of eyes that were still drunk and hazy. , Looked at his ‘throne’ and ‘jiangshan’.
Rubbing his eyes, he asked, “What about Sheng Sheng?”
Song Jing looked back: “Wake up?”
He asked, “What about me?”
Oh, did not wake up.
Song Jing is too lazy to ignore him.
Xie Dang slammed the car window, and the uncle ordered: “Stop! I am going to find Shengsheng!”
Song Jing bird does not bird him.
Non-stop, right?
Xie Dang narrowed his eyes vigorously, calmed down, staggeredly touched the button of the window, rolled the window down, and then drilled his head out.
Song Jing glanced from the rearview mirror, almost didn’t scare the heart disease, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn’t help but growl: “Crazy, you!”
Xie Dang gave her a nasal voice: “Humph!”
Ancestor eh!
Song Jing had no choice but to park by the side. The car hadn’t stopped yet. The ancestors in the back opened the door and stumbled into the car. Then he found an empty space and squatted down the road.
Song Jing looked around. Fortunately, there was no one on the main road. There was no one. She hurried over and asked Xie Dang: “Why do you do this?”
Xie Dang hugged himself and said, “I am a mushroom.”
“…”
Song Jing privately heard from Mo Bing that Jiang Jiusheng was a mushroom when he was drunk. Where did he learn this? Are they all masters of thanks?
“Get up,” Song Jing pulled him, “I will send you back.”
Xie Dang shook her hand away: “I’m a mushroom that can’t move.” After thinking for a while, he said, “It takes Sheng Shengla to get up.”
Song Jing really exploded his lungs, took a deep breath, lowered the pressure of the fire, then broke his hair, covered his face, and learned Jiang Jiusheng’s tobacco and alcohol voice: “I am Shengsheng.”
Xie Dang raised his head, glanced at it, and then gave a rather disgusted look, as well as a very dissatisfied tone, and willfully counted: “You old aunt, I am taller than you, thinner than you, and whiter than you. , Eyes are bigger than you, nose is stronger than you, and your mouth is redder than you! ”
Song Jing: “…” She passed by, hitting Xie Dang’s shoes, and she was furious. “Damn, you have the ability to confess!”
The big wolf dog who opened his teeth and danced his claws a second ago, his head drooped, his eyelids drooped, and the second fell into a little milk dog.
He said, “I don’t dare.” It was discouraged, with a little grievance and anger, and it was like complaining, saying, “Sheng Sheng looks at me exactly like Tang Yuan.”
Tang Yuan is Xie Dang’s Erha. His character and Xie Dang are carved out of a mold, with extremely serious princess disease. Xie Dang looks like this now, much like Tang Yuan who was fined after doing something wrong.
Song Jing strikes him mercilessly: “You are wrong, Tangyuan is more spoiled than you.”
Xie Dang glared at her: “Fart!” He flaunted righteously, “Sheng Sheng said my natural volume looks better than Tangyuan’s dog hair!”
Won a dog, very proud.
Song Jing just wanted to roll his eyes, impatient, and dragged him: “Get up.”
Xie Dang hugged the roadside pole: “I am a mushroom.”
Fuck!
Really want to scold mother! Song Jing grinded his teeth and endured: “You are here, I’ll call Sheng Sheng.” I still have to buy some sobering medicine, otherwise I don’t want to stop all night.
Xie Dang was very happy when he heard it, and urged her: “Then go!”
Song Jing felt relieved and looked around. This area is very remote, with no village in front, no shop behind, no individuals, and few vehicles.
She hesitated for a long time: “Then you wait for me behind that tree.”
Xie Dang was very obedient at this moment, immediately went to squat mushrooms under the green trees beside the road.
Conspicuous is not very conspicuous. Xie Dang happened to wear a black sweater. If you do n’t look closely, you ca n’t see anyone. Song Jing turned around three times, and she was n’t very relieved. Don’t call her to come. ”
The mushroom is very clever, squatting peacefully: “Okay, I won’t move.”
Song Jing got in the car and went to buy the hangover medicine.
The night winds were blowing, the forest was cold, the leaves were blowing, and the wind was rolling wildly.
In the whispering wind, listen carefully, the voice of someone speaking is a female voice.
“Mom, is that enough?”
“Not enough for you to entrust your dreams to me, and I’ll burn you again.”
“Next time I will burn a cash cow for you. If you have no money below, you will shake it yourself.”
“Do you want a house? You must also tell Meng to tell me that I will burn you a three-storey cottage.”
Under the tree on the east side, a girl took a piece of meditation paper and sat on the floor. There was a bundle of bright yellow meditation paper next to her. She sat there, burning up and down, and the fire was blazing, reflecting a beautiful show. The small face is very vivid, the eyes are very big, especially shining, and looks very aura.
It ’s not about Mo Bao.
Today, this is her mom’s death day.
She was very emotional, but also very sad, talking to herself while burning paper.
“Mom, aren’t you very noisy there? The cars on this road come and go.” She beat her chest. “It’s all daughters who are not filial. At first, I didn’t look at Feng Shui to choose a good place. I buried you here It was only four years since I actually built a big road. If I had made a mark on the side of the road, I would not have found your land. ”
Four years ago, Cangjiang Avenue was still a lonely grove, and it was still very suitable for entering the earth. Gee, I can’t think of it. A road crossed the mountain.
Tan Mobao was distressed, and continued to chatter: “And mom, today I will help you to cheat the negative guy, and her wife, I add her lipstick to the cat, rub her mouth.”
Speaking of these terrible things, Tan Mobao felt very heavy: “Mom, why did you let Tan Xiyao get out of cheating, he was so bad, and forced me to go for a medical examination yesterday and took my three tubes , And let the babysitter make a table of pig liver for me to eat. “She snorted, threw all the paper in her hand into the fire, and took apart a bundle, saying,” If it is not illegal to kill, he is 80% Dig up my heart and liver to give her baby daughter, and my panda blood, sure to squeeze out a drop. ”
Her sister is also a jealous man, even if she has a bad heart, she is still panda blood. Tan Mobao wanted to laugh three times indifferently, and shouted one last time-retribution!
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, the burnt paper dust was scraped everywhere, the fire was rushed around by the wind, Tan Mobao hurriedly retreated, his legs were soft, and he sat back firmly, the air bangs on his head were almost Being burnt, she rubbed her ass, grabbed the bangs on her head, and smiled: “Mom, don’t joke.”
Eyeballs glanced around, a small, beautiful face tensed: “You don’t know yet, your daughter is afraid of ghosts.”
As soon as I finished speaking, another gust of wind blew the paper dust.
The yin is so heavy!
“Mom, I will come to see you next time.”
After that, Tan Mobao was on the spot, felt his bag and flashlight on the ground, ran on his shoulders, and just turned his head, and a voice came from behind,
“Hello, you stand still.”
In the middle of the night, in the wilderness and wilderness, lonely spirits and ghosts …
Tan Mobao was frightened by the sweat in his forehead, and wanted to escape. The heels were filled with lead and could not move. She wiped a cold sweat and turned back in slow motion. Then her pupils dilated and opened her mouth: “Ah- — ”
“What’s it called, don’t call it!”
Also, what a ghost!
She covered her mouth and dared not to cry. She begged tearfully to let go: “You go to my mom, I just burned a lot of money for her, let me go?”
The ghost said nothing.
Tan Mobao took a deep breath and turned away.
A gust of wind burrowed into her neck, and she was caught in the back of her neck.
“Give me your flashlight.”
Not dare to move, she nodded a little, and she passed it tremblingly.
The ghost let go of her and took it. The light hit his face and flashed past.
Black paint, no face!
She gritted her teeth, squatted down tremblingly, rubbed the ground and touched a brick, spotted the head of a faceless ghost, and jumped up, waving her arm with a hard blow.
Boom–
When the ghost fell to the ground, she ran away with her legs shattered and did not pick up the bag.
A faceless ghost who was confused by a gust of wind, said: “…”
He just wanted to borrow a flashlight to boo.
Lying trough!
five minutes later.
“Xie Dang!”
“Xie Dang!”
It was Song Jing who found it. He used the faint light of his mobile phone to look for it one by one. Finally, he saw the gratitude lying on the ground next to a pile of freshly burnt paper dust. Paper gray, full of blood on his head.
Is n’t it dead?
Song Jing shouted.
He grunted.
This was smashed, and Song Jing did not dare to disturb him. While dialing 120 with his mobile phone, he cursed: “This is the one who killed a thousand knives!” He also smashed his head.
Xie Dang opened his mouth and made no sound.
Song Jing quickly took a clean towel from the sports car and wrapped his broken head.
The ambulance came soon.
Before fainting, Xie squeezed dryly out three words: “No, cut, head.”
“…”
When is he still thinking about his wool roll?
It’s been three or three in the middle of the night when the person was sent to the hospital. Four stitches were sewed on the head. Song Jingqian Dingwan asked the doctor and finally cut a handful of curls to Xie Dang.
(Thought it would be a big fight? Well, I thought it would become dog food when it was written. Mr. Gu was helpless. Spoiler a little. Tangyuan was the wife of Jiang Bomei. Hahahahahahahaha. , Dogs are all ready, I am still eating dog food!)
The monthly ticket goes up. If tomorrow’s monthly ticket enters the first seven of Xiaoxiang, add one more ~
(End of this chapter)