Chapter 160 160 first cry and then coax (one more)

The bone erosion sinks, the light in the room is dim, and the strong smell is full of blood. She was in a trance, not knowing how long it had passed.

Outside the window, the full moon became a half moon, and the night was dim.

She was lying on the big bed of the hotel, she was exhausted, and she was all sweaty, hers and hiss, wet and hot, and she murmured, "Shi Jin, don't need it."

Shi Jin leaned over and kissed her lips. The voice was full of emotions and hoarse. He coaxed her: "Sheng Sheng, good, you hold me, don't let go."

She shook her head and her eyes were full of water. She said, Shi Jin, it hurts.

Shi Jin didn't stop and hugged her tightly: "I hurt too."

She pushed him, and he grabbed her hand, clasped her behind, and continued without gentleness.

Jiang Jiusheng's head was full of cold sweat, squeezing his lips tightly, fingers scratching his back: "Shi Jin, my stomach hurts." Her voice almost cried, saying, "It hurts."

Shi Jin recruited to stop the movement: "What's wrong, Sheng Sheng?"

She didn't speak and pushed him away.

Shi Jin stepped back slightly, lowered his head, and saw the blood on the bed sheet, he was completely panicked.

In the middle of the night, Mo Bing was asleep, the phone at the bed suddenly rang, she answered in a confused way, and fed her sleepily.

Over the phone, anxious: "Come here."

Mo Bing rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had hallucinations: "Doctor Shi?"

Shi Jin seemed to be flustered, intermittently, and the words were incomplete: "Come on, Shengsheng, Shengsheng,"

As the sky collapsed, he completely messed up Fang Cun. He didn't express his words and didn't know what he was talking about.

Mo Bing tried to calm down: "What happened to Sheng Sheng?"

Shi Jin's voice was accompanied by rapid and messy breathing: "She bleeds."

I knew I had to get things done!

"I am coming over now."

Mo Bing took the coat and key and went to the next room. Once he entered, he knew what was going on. The room was full of traces of love. Jiang Jiusheng was bitten all over, lying on the bed, on the white sheets, blood stains Not messy.

Shi Jin, this bastard, it's so crazy!

Twenty minutes later, the doctor came. It was a female doctor. The gynecologist Mo Bing specifically contacted had a full-body examination and hung water.

Mo Bing can't wait to ask: "How is she?"

The female doctor took the mask off and said, "There is a little fever, no big problem."

Mo Bing is not assured: "Why does she bleed?"

A woman doctor in her fifties, her old face is also hot: "It is the official holiday."

Mo Bing was embarrassed.

Even if you have a fever, even the aunt has done it. Is Shi Jin a beast!

Shi Jin lowered his head, stood at the head of the bed, wore a bathrobe, his face was tight, and the whole person was gloomy. His forehead was still sweaty, his eyes were red, and he was depressed.

The atmosphere in the room was once embarrassingly cold!

The female doctor interrupted the silence and adjusted the speed of the drip while saying the doctor's order: "The patient is physically weak and Gong Han is very serious. It is recommended to take her to take a color Doppler ultrasound. In addition," the female doctor looked at Shi Jin to hide her embarrassment. He pretended to cough twice and went on to say, "In a special period, it is not suitable for contract rooms, and there will be excessive **** meetings, meetings ..."

It's too shameful to talk anymore!

A handful of years. When I was a doctor for so many years, I first encountered a patient in this situation. Thinking of the bite marks on the **** the bed, she wondered whether the girl's boyfriend was a beast or a person who ate human bones.

From the beginning to the end, Shi Jin didn't say anything, he pressed his lips tightly, rubbed Jiang Jiusheng and fed the medicine.

"Dr. Liu, take a step to speak." Mo Bing took the doctor out, and it was necessary to do something about it.

The next day, at ten in the morning, Jiang Jiusheng woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Shi Jin, who was staying at the head of the bed. She froze for a few seconds, turning her back, not looking at him.

"Sheng Sheng." Shi Jin raised his hand, tried to touch her, and withdrew his hand again. His eyes were deep, and the light and shadow were intertwined.

Jiang Jiusheng lay on his back with his hands behind his back, saying nothing.

"Sheng Sheng." His voice was hoarse and tired.

She ignored him and buried her face in the pillow, not wanting to talk to him.

Shi Jin walked to the other side, squatting in front of the bed, fearing to make her angry, and not touching her: "You should answer me, eh?" Whispered, "Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Jiusheng still doesn't look at him.

Shi Jin squatted beside the bed and coaxed gently: "You can be angry with me, but will you eat first?"

No response, he looked at her for a long time, still could not help reaching out, brushing the hair in her ear, pulled down the quilt covering her mouth and nose, the wound on his palm remained untreated and scabed Then, blood coagulated again, and the swelling was very bad.

He withdrew his hand, got up, put the porridge on the bedside table, turned around, and just walked to the door, and heard her say, "Go get the medicine cabinet."

Shi Jin paused and turned around, seeing that she had already sat up. He did not look at her eyes, and he lowered his head and went to get the medicine chest dumbly.

Putting the medicine chest on the bedside, he stood aside, his eyes splashed with ink, and his reflection flashed like he had a lot to say, but he didn't dare to act lightly.

Jiang Jiusheng lowered his eyelashes, covering his eyes, and said, "Give me your hand."

Shi Jin crouched down halfway and passed his right hand.

Jiang Jiusheng glanced at the wound in his palm and frowned fiercely: "Are you deliberately not bandaging?"

Shi Jin's eyes haunted her and nodded: "Well."

Using a bitter scheme, she knew she couldn't bear it.

Jiang Jiusheng bowed his head to disinfect him without looking at him: "Do you know why I am angry?"

Shi Jin is more gentle and submissive than usual: "I hurt you."

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She didn't want to bother him, and bandaged him silently.

His hands were much more serious, like new injuries added to old ones, Jiang Jiusheng didn't talk to him, he stayed in the room without saying a word all day.

Jiang Jiusheng also discovered in the afternoon that the mirror was changed in the bathroom, and there was blood on the glass fragments in the trash can, not only the mirror, but many things in it were replaced.

She dialed Xu Qingbo's phone.

"Dr. Xu."

When Xu Qingbo heard Jiang Jiusheng, he guessed: "Is Shi Jin out of the situation?"

"He fell a lot."

The new wound on his hand was caused by broken glass.

Xu Qingbo thought: "It should be a manic symptom." It's a little difficult to do. He thought about it and suggested, "Go back to Jiangbei for an appointment. I think it's necessary to talk to you about Shi Jin's condition."

He still felt that Shi Jin's illness could only be cured by Jiang Jiusheng.

"Okay." She was calm. "What about now? What should I do?"

"Try not to stimulate him."

In the afternoon, the doctor came to review, Jiang Jiusheng had already retreated, and no longer needed infusion. Before leaving, the female doctor patted the back of her hand with a complex expression and deep sympathy in her eyes.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help crying or laughing.

Her stomach was uncomfortable and she slept awkwardly. When she woke up, the sunset was golden and it was already dusk. Shi Jin was still on the bedside, staring motionlessly, her eyes obsessed.

She had just woken up, and her voice was particularly hoarse: "Shi Jin."

"Huh." Shi Jin got up from the chair, squatted down on the bed, and listened to her.

"I want to drink."

He went to pour a glass of warm water, hesitated for a moment, and sat down by the bed, took her up, and fed her.

After drinking the water, she lay back, rolled over her quilt, and lay on her side facing Shi Jin, saying, "My stomach hurts."

Shi Jin squatted halfway, put his hand in the quilt, and waited for the warmth to cover her lower abdomen, gently rubbing her.

From beginning to end, he was silent.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Fear of angering her.

He said in a low voice: "Sheng Sheng, except for breaking up, you can do anything to me."

Jiang Jiusheng raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be seriously thinking about what to do to him: "I have no energy, I don't want to get up, you come here."

He leaned over and leaned closer to her.

She took her hand out of the quilt, hooked his neck, and said, "Low."

Shi Jin was particularly obedient and lowered her body.

"Lower."

He lowered his head closer and could see her peach blossom eyes when she bowed her head.

She bent the corners of her eyes and suddenly looked up, biting on his neck.

It hurt, she bit him hard.

Shi Jin was motionless and let her bite.

Well, the bite is also bitten, cancelled in one stroke. Jiang Jiusheng loosened his teeth and looked at Shi Jin's neck, a row of teeth marks, bleeding from her bite, and some distressed, and gently licked the wound, licking like a cat.

She said: "This is not allowed in the future."

The neck was itchy, and Shi Jin's eyebrows were all clouded for a whole day, and the smoke disappeared. Like an amnesty, the tight nerves suddenly loosened, but instead it seemed to evacuate his strength.

He apologized and said sorry many times.

"I was wrong, Shengsheng, it was all me bad."

He pressed his voice, the tone was low, probably did not rest all day and night, dumb, no energy, deliberately put down the soft words of the posture, easily teach people to feel distressed.

Where did he get angry, Jiang Jiusheng reached out and hugged him, then asked him along the way: "What's wrong with you?"

Shi Jin's tone was serious: "Disobedient in bed."

"..."

Jiang Jiusheng felt that Shi Jin deliberately blindfolded and shifted his focus.

"I'm not angry with this." She made a joke different from him, very serious, "Shi Jin, I'm angry that you are too cruel to yourself."

Shi Jin was unsure.

Holding her face, she solemnly said: "You don't just think about me, don't kill people because of me, and don't make yourself scarred. I don't like you."

He doesn't care about himself too much.

It seems that as long as she is involved, he leaves no room for himself, and he does not want the consequences, extreme and dangerous. Jiang Jiusheng didn't dare to think about what she would do if Shi Jinzhen killed someone in the eyes of everyone.

Shi Jin sighed, "What should I do? You don't like it, I'm afraid I can't change it." Jiang Jiusheng wanted to refute him, he pressed his finger to her lips, "Sheng Sheng, I can't control Self, "leaned over and kissed her lips." You are my reason, and I can't help myself. "

She couldn't help herself, Shi Jin was too cunning.

Jiang Jiusheng was speechless.

"I am afraid that the Wen family will bully you, I am afraid that you think of bad things, I am afraid that you will be injured and sick, and I am afraid that I will be crazy, and I can't take care of anything else."

Then, everything was out of control.

Paranoid personality disorder is probably like this, crazy, irrational, not to mention he is bloodthirsty, when he sees blood, his bones will boil.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't refute him, and lifted his chin: "What are you afraid of, I am a woman of the Qin family six young, how can it be so easy to collapse."

She wasn't Jiang Jiusheng eight years ago. Wind and frost, rain and snow, Shi Jin as a companion, and what else she can't stand.

In a word, he smoothed all Jin Jin's uneasiness.

He blushed and hugged her tightly: "Sheng Sheng, I'm sorry."

Jiang Jiusheng knew that he was apologizing for last night.

If you think about it, she still doesn't want to blame.

She was so obsessed that she had to do a "sane" analysis: "I don't blame you, I don't listen to you, I went to the Wen family, I went all alone, and last night," buried her face in Jin Jin's chest, she whispered Say, "It's just a bit painful, don't dislike it."

If you let Mo Bing hear it, you must scold her and make Zhizhi fainted.

"Sheng Sheng, don't be so used to me." The heart head has soft feathers scratching it, it doesn't hurt, itching and sour, he said, "I will become more greedy when you are like this."

Then she is willing too.

She pulled Shi Jin to lie down with her stomach warm and not so painful. He rubbed his lower abdomen and was a little sleepy, and suddenly remembered: "Shi Jin, we didn't have contraception yesterday." They did it for so long , Will you win the lottery?

Jiang Jiusheng is in a good mood.

Shi Jin gently rubbed her belly: "It's a safe period not to conceive a baby."

Oh, why she forgot, and she was in a bad mood again.

Jiang Jiusheng was unhappy, and went to bed early at night. At nine, Shi Jingang came out of the bathroom and the phone on the bed rang.

Qin Zhong.

"Six young."

Shi Jin lowered his voice: "A little softer." He walked out of the room with his mobile phone and asked the door, "What did you find?"

Qin Zhong answered on the phone: "The text message was sent by Jiang Jinyu, and his mobile phone was also black." I really did not expect that a teenage autistic child has a great talent for computers and cracked the monitoring system of Wen Jia. Just like playing.

I heard that the child hasn't gone to school yet, so I invited the teacher to teach at home.

Gee, it's amazing.

"Did Sheng Sheng enter the flower room?" Shi Jin asked.

Qin Zhong withdrew his interrupted thoughts: "No, he was stopped by Si Shao, but Si Shao fell to his head and is now in the hospital with six stitches in his head."

Obviously, Shi Jin was not interested in Qin Xiaozhou's affairs.

Qin Zhong continued: "However, Miss Jiang recognized her younger brother, and she probably knew something."

Shi Jin leaned against the wall at the door and lowered his head. The roof lights came down from above. The eyelashes were drooping. A long silhouette fell on the eyelid, covering the emotions of the fundus. His voice was deep: "Adjust the surveillance image of Wen Jia come out."

Qin Zhong hesitated for a moment: "It's a little difficult." Since the Wen family issued the case eight years ago, the security has been very strict, and the monitoring firewall is difficult to crack. After all, not everyone is the young master of the Wen family, without that talent. Cracking should take some time.

Shi Jin asked: "Which aspect?"

Qin Zhong said: "Technology."

"Then use tactics to intimidate and lure," Shi Jin asked slightly, and asked, "Need me to teach you?"

"..."

Qin Zhong understands: "I understand."

The following afternoon, when Shi Jin was away, Mo Bing was free to talk to her entertainer.

"You forgave Shi Jin?" Mo Bing was a little uncomfortable. Of course she was shielding herself. She felt that Jin Jin was too tossing and had to temper her temperament, otherwise Jiang Jiusheng would suffer.

She lay on the lounge chair on the balcony of the suite, squinted lazily in the sun, her tone was comfortable and relaxed, and said, "I am also responsible for this matter."

Also protect short!

Mo Bing deliberately teased her: "Which thing are you talking about? Did you go to the Wen family? Or did Shi Jin do you thirty-eight degrees?"

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She red-eared and did not return to Mo Bing.

Mo Bing hates that iron is not steel: "You are used to him!"

Jiang Jiusheng diverted the topic: "What time does Lin An arrive?"

Lin Anzhi shot and filmed in Yuncheng and knew that Mo Bing was here. He wanted to come over to Jiangbei with her.

"Three o'clock." Mo Bing looked at the time. It was almost half past two. She was a little hesitant. "Should I stay with you? I'm not so relieved."

"Do not worry?"

It's not afraid of anything else. Jiang Jiusheng has a high IQ, is smart, and has few adversaries in Sanda. Naturally, the self-preservation ability has nothing to say. It's just that these things she is good at don't work when she meets Shi Jin.

Mo Bing only said: "Sheng Sheng, you know, the doctor was at my home when you were already a flammable and explosive dangerous person." She sighed, "I felt really accurate at first, you picked a The deadliest man. "

Shi Jin said to the outsiders that he was not polite and personable, and was personable and extremely conservative. It was indeed a rare aristocrat, but when this noble gentleman met Jiang Jiusheng, he became a very aggressive beast.

Just like when Mo Bing saw Shi Jin for the first time, he felt this way, and felt that he was like a contradictory combination.

The bell rang suddenly.

Mo Bing glanced at the phone, Lin Anzhi arrived.

Seeing her tangled and uneasy, Jiang Jiusheng urged her: "Go."

Mo Bing returned a message and told Jiang Jiusheng before he left: "Yuwen sent a script, which is a big production, female number two. I think it's good. I have sent you your mailbox. You have time to read it.

"it is good."

Mo Bing came out of Jiang Jiusheng's suite.

The entire floor of the presidential suite was taken out by Shi Jinqing. As soon as she went out, she saw the person standing at the door of her room, holding her suitcase tightly, pulling the suitcase, and looking down at the mobile phone.

Mo Bing walked over: "How come so fast?"

Lin Anzhi put away his phone and naturally went forward to hold her hand: "I'm afraid I'll make you wait."

Mo Bing opened the door and led him into the room.

As soon as the door was closed, he took off the mask, turned and pressed her against the wall.

Mo Bing pushed him: "Go to the bath first."

Lin Anzhi grabbed her hand, did not let her move, lowered her head and pecked twice on her lips, then kissed deeply, said vaguely: "Kiss you first."

Mo Bing leaned on him and wrapped his arms around his neck to respond.

He ate all of her lip makeup, and then let go of her, rubbing the spent lipstick with her fingertips.

"An Zhi."

"Ok?"

Mo Bing suddenly asked: "What about your pair of golden cufflinks?"

"It's been a month since I lost it." Lin Anzhi said, "That pair of cufflinks is high-fixed. There are only ten pieces in the world.

Coincidentally, Wen Shuning also has a boyfriend.

Mo Bing asked no more.

Lin Anzhi pulled his tie: "What's wrong?"

She tipped her feet and helped him unbutton his shirt, saying casually: "Nothing, I haven't seen you in a long time." She didn't like grass and trees, but she was suspicious.

Wenjia.

In winter, when the day is short, the sun will fall, and the dim sunset will leak into the room. In front of the vanity mirror, Wen Shuning held the pair of cufflinks for a while and put them in the drawer.

The pair of cufflinks was stolen by her, and she finally used them.

Her mouth smiled: Don't worry, play slowly.

Downstairs, Wen Shuhua wandered back and forth at the door. When she saw the servant came back from outside, she immediately asked: "Is the poem back?"

The servant replied, "Not yet."

"It's all at this point, why haven't you come back." For a whole day, no contact could be made, and Wen Shuhua couldn't help but be afraid.

It was late, the moon showed a corner, and winter nights were always extremely cold.

A derelict warehouse, with windows sealed, petrol barrels on the ground crooked, discarded cartons and wooden utensils scattered everywhere, the air is filled with the musty smell of the sun that has not been seen all year round.

The rusty iron door was tightly closed. There were two men at the door, dressed in black, blowing beer against the mouth of the bottle. The face was red and red.

In the warehouse, Wen Shi sat down on the ground with a disgraced face. Her skirt was rumpled, bandages were tied around her neck, blood was stained around the wound, and her mouth was sealed. She did not shout.

The man who was drinking was defeated, and he glanced fiercely: "Do not stop, beat you!"

"Well--"

Wen Shi shook his head hard and had something to say.

The man scolded a few words, put down the wine bottle, walked impatiently, ripped the tape on her mouth, and said in a nasty voice: "If there are any last words, please speak quickly."

Seeing that the man was sturdy and rude, Wen Shi was kind-hearted and afraid of angering these thorns, and said in a low voice: "I will give you as much as you want, as long as you let me go."

The man sneered sneered: "We don't want money."

Without money ...

On the 1st, the monthly ticket sent by the system for free

(End of this chapter)