My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Opening the door, it was Xie Dang, standing at the door, seeing Jiang Jiusheng, he couldn't wait to say: "I won the bet, the two jars of wine in my old man's wine cellar are mine, I'll give you—"

In the middle of the conversation, it suddenly stopped.

Xie Dang's eyes fell on Shi Jin, all the smiles froze on his face, and he spoke again with a difficult voice: "Shengsheng, who is he?"

She replied: "He is Shi Jin."

"I know him, the doctor in Tianbei." Xie Dang met this man in the hospital. He remembered his face deeply, and his expression gradually turned cold. "I'm asking why he is in your room?"

Originally, she planned to officially introduce Shi Jin to all her friends after the concert, but now that she was bumped into, Jiang Jiusheng didn't hide it.

She introduced: "He is my boyfriend."

Xie Dang was completely stunned.

He thought he would ask a lot of questions, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, couldn't ask a word, he had no position and no qualifications.

Turning his head, Xie Dang almost ran away.

Song Jing just got out of the elevator, and saw her family's entertainer in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Xie Dang didn't say a word, he walked faster and faster, his face turned pale.

Song Jing pulled him back: "What's the matter?"

He turned his head, with gloomy eyes, almost growling: "Get lost!"

Song Jing was dumbfounded by the roar, and it took him a long time to catch up.

"Who messed with your little ancestor." She held Xie Dang back, fearing that something would happen if he went out like this, "Where are you going so late?"

"Don't follow me."

He shook it off hard, turned around and entered the elevator.

Song Jing rubbed the center of her brows, she felt a terrible headache, she had a premonition that something was going to happen.

Xie Dang is used to being willful and willful, and often loses his temper. In fact, he is not very angry, but he has always been a bit of a princess, and he is more spoiled. He has never really been angry. There is not only anger, but also loneliness.

When she saw the man standing next to Jiang Jiusheng, Song Jing finally understood: Oh, it turns out that Xie Dang is not the secret love of the family, he is playing for real.

At ten thirty in the evening, Xie Dang still hadn't come back, and Jiang Jiusheng had been waiting.

Shi Jin took a blanket and covered her lap: "Shengsheng, I'll keep watch for you, you go to sleep."

She shook her head, and sat on the sofa, leaning against Shi Jin, her eyes were tired, but she wasn't sleepy at all. At night, her voice was faint, lazy and hoarse.

"The night before Xie Dang's first public recital, I broke his most precious violin, and he didn't really get angry with me."

Shi Jin didn't speak, and heard her say every word.

"I'm not very close to my family. Except for Mo Bing's house, most of the holidays are spent at Xie's house."

"I am the last disciple accepted by the teacher. Apart from Xie Dang, I am the youngest. The teacher also prefers me more. There is also Xie Dang. Although there are often no good things in his mouth, he should be the one who protects me the most. .”

"I'm lazy, I have few friends, and I don't talk much. Xie Dang's temper always makes me angry, so I talk too much with him."

As she spoke, she stopped, as if thinking of something, the corners of her mouth raised: "I started smoking cigarettes with my teacher. It was Xie Dang who burned all my cigarettes, so I started smoking women's cigarettes, and I still carried him behind my back." I smoke." She leaned her whole body weight on Shi Jin, "You don't know, he throws away my cigarettes every time, and when I don't have any more to smoke, he borrows them for me."

When talking about Xie Dang, she had a smile in her eyes.

There are not many people who are close to her, only those few, Xie Dang is one of them.

Shi Jin knew all this.

"Shengsheng, are you afraid that I'll be jealous?" There was only one light turned on in the suite, and the call came from her, and it happened to fall into Shi Jin's eyes. looking at her.

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "I don't want you to have any confusion. We are lovers and we will not hide it from you. My friends and people I am close to and care about will let you know."

Then can you not have people who are close to and care about, just him.

I really want to tell her that, even if I beg her.

But no.

Shengsheng likes gentlemen, likes gentlemen Rulan.

He said: "Well, I see, next time you tell me about other people, I will remember what you said." He will endure it very well, even if jealousy is crazy, even if greed is not enough.

Xu Qingbo said that paranoid personality disorder, if indulged, will be endlessly greedy.

He waited with her for a while, when Xie Dang's manager, Song Jing, called.

Jiang Jiusheng picked it up: "Sister Jing."

Said a few words there.

Jiang Jiusheng hummed a few times, hung up the phone, and said to Shi Jin, "I need to go out for a while."

Shi Jin nodded, and went to help her get the coat and scarf: "I'll accompany you."

Xie Dang was at the police station because of a fight.

As soon as Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin entered the police station, Xie Dang, who was originally silent, became irritable and yelled at his manager, "Song Jing, are you annoying? Why did you call her here?"

Song Jing ignored her, what could she do, Xie Dang, the princess, she couldn't control her, she just stabbed her to death, what else could she do if she didn't call Jiang Jiusheng, the overlord, to come.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at Xie Dang's face, but fortunately there was no injury, so he shook his head and ignored it.

"Will the other party agree to reconcile?" Jiang Jiusheng asked Song Jing directly.

Song Jing shook her head, and glanced at the man standing quietly beside Jiang Jiusheng. She had to say, she was right. I heard that he was a doctor. Wrong, this doctor is not a mortal, either a heavenly fairy or an underground devil. The strange thing is, she feels that this doctor is more like a combination of both.

The other party nodded to her and greeted her politely, Song Jing then withdrew her presumptuous gaze.

Jiang Jiusheng has a straightforward temper. He doesn't like Zhou Xuan, and he doesn't care about Xie Dang. He walks directly to the other party. , but his eyes were strange and proud, and he made it clear that he wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

Jiang Jiusheng got straight to the point: "How much do you want, just ask."

The man snorted and put on airs.

Jiang Jiusheng was still wearing a mask, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes, slightly sharp: "Of course, it's okay not to reconcile." The tone was light, and he continued the next sentence lightly, "In that case, I can guarantee that you will not get a penny in the end .”

The man turned serious, pondered for a while, and said a number.

The two parties reconciled, and the man was more polite, and said with a smile that there was a misunderstanding. After all, he just asked for money, and everyone will be happy if he gets it. Probably because of Xie Dang's status, the man opened his mouth and asked for 500,000.

Song Jing only wanted peace of mind, paid the money, signed the settlement agreement, and then led Xie Dang out of the police station.

In the car, Xie Dang sat in the co-pilot without saying a word, while Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin sat in the back seat. The atmosphere was so tense that Song Jing's hand holding the steering wheel was a little unsteady.

Jiang Jiusheng said suddenly, "Why did you fight?"

His tone was tepid, and he couldn't hear any joy or anger.

Xie Dang mumbled for a long time before replying: "I don't like seeing him." He lowered his head, never looking at the people behind him.

This reason.

Song Jing wanted to beat Xie Dang.

Jiang Jiusheng was still calm: "Have you asked the other party to leave any evidence?"

"I'm not stupid." He smashed the wretched man's cell phone.

"Following? Is anyone following?" After thinking for a while, Jiang Jiusheng frowned and asked, "Is there any surveillance nearby?"

Because you are an artist, you must be extra cautious. If the words and deeds of public figures are exposed, they will basically be infinitely magnified. Xie Dang is a violinist. Small, don't be careless.

Xie Dang muffled his voice, looked unhappy, and replied honestly: "I dragged him to the men's room and beat him. I deliberately picked a place where no one was around to beat him, so I wouldn't be photographed."

Song Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this guy is so bad, it's so bad, he still has his sense of propriety.

"Are you injured?" Jiang Jiusheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and they fell on Xie Dang.

He answered quickly, with a dull voice: "No."

Song Jing, who was driving, answered: "The wrist seems to be swollen." I don't know where the drunk man provoked the little ancestor. I don't know how precious his hands are. Even if he beats someone, he can use his feet instead of his hands. Now the back of the hand is blue and purple.

Jiang Jiusheng said in a deep voice, "Sister Jing, turn around."

"Huh?" Song Jing didn't understand what she meant.

"Turn back," she said again.

The tone was almost involuntary, as if she was going to do something big, and Song Jing also knew that Jiang Jiusheng was as ruthless as Xie Dang, even though Jiang Jiusheng was easy to talk, and she was afraid that things would get worse. Song Jing took a look at the doctor Shi who was sitting next to Jiang Jiusheng from the rearview mirror. From the beginning to the end, she was calm and turned sideways, only looking at Jiang Jiusheng, her eyes closed, without showing any emotion.

He has a graceful demeanor and stops at courtesy, so he has the air of a gentleman.

Song Jing pondered for a while, then turned her head according to her words.

Xie Dang still couldn't bear it, turned his head and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Jiusheng didn't return.

She didn't believe it, even if Xie Dang acted recklessly, he would never beat someone for no reason.

There is a canteen next to the police station, and it is a deep alley. Song Jing drove the car in and turned on the high beam. Deep in the alley, a man took a bottle of beer and walked around, chewing something. , whistling as he walked.

Song Jing pulled over and stopped the car.

Just as Jiang Jiusheng touched the inside handle, Shi Jin took her hand: "Shengsheng."

She looked calm and reasonable, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

"What do you want to do," he said without waiting for her answer, "I will do it."

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.

Shi Jin was obsessed with cleanliness, so she couldn't bear it.

She said: "That guy swallowed us half a million, so we can't forget it in such a muddle." Then she patted Shi Jin's hand, opened the door and got out of the car.

She doesn't make trouble, but she is never afraid of trouble.

After pondering for a while, Shi Jin also got out of the car, turned around and called Ms. Song, polite and polite: "Please help guard, and don't let anyone take pictures of Shengsheng."

"..."

Song Jing was dazed for a few seconds before realizing that she was 'Miss Song', so she quickly got out of the car and went to check. Fortunately, there was no one in the middle of the night, and there was no surveillance in the alley.

Xie Dang hurriedly followed, naturally he didn't have a good look at Shi Jin, and blamed him: "Why don't you pull her!"

Shi Jinxing acted as if nothing had happened, and said calmly, "She wants to do it."

The three words made Xie Dang speechless, and he followed for a long time in a daze.

After leaving a few steps away, Jiang Jiusheng stopped, and lazily yelled hello to the man in front.

The man looks back.

She took a step forward slowly and asked him, "Isn't it Guo Fei?"

The man who called Guo Fei was half drunk, and giggled drunkenly: "Hey, it's you again." He staggered two steps, narrowed his cloudy pupils, raised his hand, and staggered to reach the person in front of him. .

Jiang Jiusheng took a step sideways, and snatched the wine bottle in the man's hand with his backhand. The man let out an 'ah', and was in a daze, his arm was grabbed.

Jiang Jiusheng pulled hard, picked up the wine bottle and smashed it down.

"ah--"

The screams continued, but was interrupted by the lazy tone, and asked leisurely: "Are you awake now?"

Hearing this, the man was half sober from the alcohol, and was about to struggle when his wrist was caught, he twisted back, and it was clasped heavily on his back. Suddenly, half of his body was numb with pain. He turned his head and saw an all-too-familiar face: "You, what are you doing?"

Jiang Jiusheng clasped the man's hand with one hand, and held the wine bottle in the other hand, pointing at Xie Dang: "Why did he beat you?"

The man was silent.

She waited for a moment, slowly turned the wine bottle in her hand, and then slowly raised her hand.

The man suddenly panicked: "I, I said." He said in a trembling voice, "Guang, billboard, I touched, touched your billboard."

Jiang Jiusheng looked up at Xie Dang.

Xie Dang folded his arms and leaned against the wall, turned his eyes unnaturally, and his eyes just happened to hit Shi Jin behind Jiang Jiusheng. He didn't say a word, and stared at the man with a pair of burning and bright eyes. Seeing the bottom, it looks like a fierce beast ready to go.

When this surname...

I can't tell what it feels like, but in short, Xie Dang was very uncomfortable. He turned his eyes away and gouged out the man's eyes. Then he said: "This guy is unruly, he messed with your billboard."

This dead man dared to mess around with Jiang Jiusheng's billboard, it was so obscene and disgusting.

I figured it out now.

Jiang Jiusheng thought for a short time, then turned the wine bottle in his hand and knocked it on the man's shoulder: "The five hundred thousand is your medical expenses."

The man was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head abruptly.

She twitched the corners of her mouth with a half-smile, then raised her hand in vain, smashing the bottom of the wine bottle directly against the wall, without saying a word, she stabbed the bottom of the bottle into the man's arm.

Action, all in one go.

"Ah-ah-"

Among the screams, Xie Dang roared: "Are you crazy?!"

What to do if you hurt your hand! The movement is still so fast, even the puller can't hold it back.

Jiang Jiusheng let go, threw the wine bottle, glanced at the man who was rolling and screaming on the ground with his arms folded, raised his head, and his eyes fell on the back of Xie Dang's hand, she said in a natural tone: "You are a genius violinist's hand, how can you be in vain? beat."

Xie Dang was speechless.

What she hurt was the man's arm, and it would bleed a little, but it wouldn't hurt his bones and kill him.

This is Jiang Jiusheng, unrestrained and unrestrained, daring to love, to be cruel, to make trouble, and to fight recklessly.

The person he likes is really a good person.

Fortunately, the street lights were dim, and no one could see clearly Xie Dang's sore eyes. He looked away, retracted his stepping foot, and didn't look at Jiang Jiusheng, nor at Shi Jin who had been standing by her side from beginning to end.

At night, in the silence, the man's hysterical wailing was endless, which made Shi Jin's voice clean and pleasant, but his tone was a little hurried: "Did you hurt your hand?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "It's okay."

He took her hand and looked at it. Sure enough, it was stabbed by glass slag, and there was a small hole in the palm. He frowned, took out the handkerchief from his pocket, folded it into a long strip, and tied it on her palm: " I'll help you fight next time."

Not a reprimand, but an exhortation.

Probably next time, she will do it herself and say, "You have a cleanliness." She stared at Shi Jin's handkerchief, which was made of plain white silk without any patterns, simple and generous.

Shi Jin has the habit of carrying a handkerchief with him, like an ancient noble gentleman.

He tied the handkerchief in a knot: "I can wash my hands after I finish."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't continue this topic. She had seen Shi Jin beating someone, it was too painful, she just hurt others, she was afraid that he would hurt herself.

At the entrance of the alley, Song Jing honked the horn, reminded the others and almost withdrew.

Xie Dang turned his head and walked, at the front, Shi Jin led Jiang Jiusheng and walked behind.

She said, "Don't be angry."

Xie Dang paused, this was the first time Jiang Jiusheng coaxed him. There is no joy at all, he just feels uncomfortable, his heart is swollen, and he feels uncomfortable everywhere.

He walked on, hanging his head and not looking back.

"I didn't deliberately hide it from you, but I didn't find a chance to tell you."

She thought he was angry just because he was kept in the dark?

Xie Dang was angry and stunned, turned his head and said in a vicious voice: "Tell me after you break up with this doctor!"

Shi Jin raised his eyes coldly.

With just one glance, Xie Dang knew that this man cared deeply about Jiang Jiusheng.

"Shengsheng," Shi Jin looked at Jiang Jiusheng with gentle eyes like moonlight, without seeing the coldness just now, "You get in the car first."

Hearing this, Xie Dang stood still, staring at Shi Jin with unfriendly eyes.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at Shi Jin, then at Xie Dang, hesitated for a long time, and went to the car as promised, then turned to Song Jing and said, "Call an ambulance."

Song Jing: "..."

It's not easy to do it, but if you want to be cruel, Jiang Jiusheng has a measure.

Fortunately, there was no one in the middle of the night, otherwise they would have been photographed and some would have been cleaned up. She hurriedly dialed 120 with another spare mobile phone number, and then threw away the calling card. She didn't dare to be careless at all.

The night of early winter is chilly and cold, the wind blowing from the south is bitter, and the moon is swaying back and forth through the mottled gaps in the trees. There are deep alleys, ancient lamps, and long shadows.

Xie Dang leaned against the wall with frost in his eyes.

On the opposite side, Shi Jin stood up straight, his figure was a little taller, his gaze was slightly lowered, he opened his mouth first, and said straight in, "I don't want Shengsheng to know what's on your mind."

If you don't look at the ice in his eyes, indeed, the son is like jade, orchid branches and jade trees.

However, these eyes are too cruel.

Xie Dang looked at Shi Jin for a long time, and said, "I also have that intention."

The window paper cannot be pierced. With Jiang Jiusheng's temperament, she never plays with the relationship between men and women. If she has it, she has it all, and if she doesn't, she has nothing. In her view of feelings, there is no middle ground.

He was afraid that if he said it bluntly, they would not be them.

Xie Dang pushed back his back molars, suppressed his disappointment, and then raised his eyes, his eyes undiminished, and said to Shi Jin: "Since you can see it, I have nothing to hide, let me tell you plainly , I am your rival in love, the kind that is not easy to dismiss, and also the kind that is hard to guard against."

Shi Jin looked at him, neither tepid nor angry at all.

Xie Dang raised his delicate chin, domineering: "If you treat Jiang Jiusheng badly, I will sneak in and trick her over, and then she will play the cello and I will play the violin, and the harp will sing in harmony every day."

He just wants to let this guy know clearly what dangers are all about, and don't know how to cherish it when he gets it cheap. It's better to burn incense every day to thank God and thank Sansheng for being lucky.

Shi Jin didn't change his face, and said a word: "Qin Se and Ming are not used in this way."

Xie Dang: "..."

Is not it?

Shi Jin turned around with a half-smile, looked back in the moonlight, and said, "I don't need to know how to play the violin, as long as I marry Sheng Sheng."

Xie Dang was stunned.

On the way back to the hotel, he accidentally googled the usage of that idiom.

Qin Se He Ming: Describes the deep affection between a couple.

grass!

What the hell do surgeons learn in school these days? Xie Dang didn't want to say a word along the way, so he just closed his eyes and fell asleep, so as not to be caught by Jiang Jiusheng.

Song Jing drove very fast, and arrived at the hotel where she was staying in about 20 minutes, pulled over and parked the car, and looked back at the two people in the back seat: "You guys go up first, I still have something to say to Xie Dang."

Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin got out of the car first.

Then, Xie Dang, who was dozing off, opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes were as gray as dust, without any brilliance.

Song Jing sighed, and said what she shouldn't have said: "Xie Dang, you should let go of your mind."

Xie Dang lowered his brows and eyes, half of his face was shrouded in darkness, his brows were tightly furrowed, full of lingering gloom, he didn't know whether he was angry with Song Jing or annoyed himself, he said in a very aggressive tone: "You say it!"

"What's the use of yelling at me?" Her manager was also very angry, "what did you do earlier!"

Xie Dang didn't say a word.

It's not that I'm not standing still, it's that I'm struggling. If Jiang Jiusheng had looked at him the way he looked at the doctor, with just one look, he might have given her his heart already.

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(I also asked myself why both Xie Dang and Yuwen were concerned about Shengsheng, which made me feel uncomfortable too. I couldn’t figure it out, so I asked myself a question. If I were a man, would my heart be moved? I should, A cigarette, a glass of wine and a guitar, watching this flashy world with a light smile, not everyone has this chicness.

Don't regret it, it's enough to live up to those who have purely liked, live up to the people who have purely liked, a bottle of wine, or they will not be drunk and will not return. )