Bone erosion and sinking, the lights in the room were dim, and there was a strong smell of blood in the strong smell. She was in a trance, not knowing how long it had been.
Outside the window, the full moon has turned into a half moon, and the night is hazy.
She was lying on the big bed in the hotel, she was exhausted, her body was covered with sweat, both hers and his, it was wet and very hot, she murmured: "Shi Jin, don't want it anymore."
Shi Jin leaned over to kiss her lips, his voice was full of emotion, his voice was so hoarse, he coaxed her: "Shengsheng, good boy, hold me and don't let go."
She shook her head, her eyes were full of water, she said, Shi Jin, it hurts.
Shi Jin didn't stop, and hugged her tightly: "I also hurt."
She pushed him, and he grabbed her hand, clasped it behind him, and continued without tenderness at all.
Jiang Jiusheng's head was covered in cold sweat, he pursed his lips tightly, and scratched his back with his fingers: "Shi Jin, my stomach hurts." Her voice was almost crying, and she said, "It hurts."
Shi Jin stopped abruptly: "What's the matter, Shengsheng?"
She didn't speak and pushed him away.
Shi Jin backed away a little, lowered his head, and saw the blood on the bed sheet, he was completely panicked.
In the middle of the night, while Mo Bing was falling asleep, the phone by the bedside rang suddenly, she answered it in a daze, and gave a sleepy feed.
On the other end of the phone, he said urgently, "Come here."
Mo Bing rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was hallucinating: "Doctor Shi?"
Shi Jin seemed to be in a panic, and spoke intermittently, unable to complete his sentence: "Come on, Shengsheng, Shengsheng,"
Like the sky is falling, he is completely confused, his words don't express his meaning, he doesn't know what he is talking about.
Mo Bing tried his best to remain calm: "What's wrong with Shengsheng?"
Shi Jin's voice was accompanied by rapid and messy breathing: "She is bleeding."
I knew something was going to happen!
"I am coming over now."
Mo Bing took his coat and keys, and went to the next room. As soon as he entered, he knew what was going on. The room was full of traces of love. Jiang Jiusheng was lying on the bed with bite marks all over his body. The white sheets were stained with blood. It's a mess.
Shi Jin, that bastard, is so foolish!
Twenty minutes later, the doctor came. It was a female doctor. The gynecologist Mo Bing contacted specially had a full body examination and was given water.
Mo Bing couldn't wait to ask: "How is she?"
The female doctor took off the mask and said, "I have a little fever, nothing serious."
Mo Bing was worried: "Then why is she bleeding?"
The female doctor is in her fifties, and her old face is also hot: "It's the menstruation."
Mo Bing was embarrassed.
It doesn't matter if you have a fever, even your aunt has done it, is Shi Jin a beast!
Shi Jin lowered his head and stood at the head of the bed. He was wearing a bathrobe, his side face was tense, and his whole body was gloomy. His forehead was still sweating, his eyes were red, and he was extremely depressed.
The atmosphere in the room was once embarrassingly cold!
The female doctor interrupted the silence. While adjusting the flow rate of the drip, she said the doctor's order: "The patient is weak, and the palace cold is very serious. It is recommended to take her for a color ultrasound. In addition," the female doctor looked at Shi Jin, in order to cover up embarrassment, Pretending to cough twice, he continued, "During this special period, it's not suitable to be in the same room. Also, excessive sexual behavior will, will..."
I can't go on, it's too embarrassing!
She's getting old, and she's been a doctor for so many years. It's the first time she meets a patient like this. Thinking of the bite marks on the girl on the bed, she suspects that the girl's boyfriend is a beast, or the kind that eats people without spitting out bones.
From the beginning to the end, Shi Jin didn't say a word, but pressed his lips tightly, and wiped Jiang Jiusheng's body and gave him medicine.
"Doctor Liu, take a step to talk." Mo Bing took the doctor out, and this matter had to be sorted out, so that no news could be leaked.
The next day, Jiang Jiusheng didn't wake up until ten o'clock in the morning.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Shi Jin who was guarding the bedside. She was stunned for a few seconds, then turned her back, not looking at him.
"Shengsheng." Shi Jin raised his hand, wanting to touch her, but withdrew his hand again, his eyes were deep, and the light and shadow intertwined violently.
Jiang Jiusheng lay on his side with his hands behind his back, saying nothing.
"Shengsheng." His voice was hoarse and tired.
She still ignored him, buried her face in the pillow, and didn't want to talk to him.
Shi Jin walked around to the other side, squatting by the bedside, afraid of making her angry, so he didn't touch her: "You answer me, huh?" He called out in a low voice, "Shengsheng."
Jiang Jiusheng still didn't look at him.
Shi Jin squatted beside the bed, coaxing gently: "You can be angry with me, but eat first, okay?"
He didn't get a response. He looked at her for a long time, but couldn't help reaching out, brushing the hair around her ear, and pulled down the quilt covering her mouth and nose. The wound on his palm has not been treated, and the scab has fallen The blood was congealed again, and the redness and swelling were severe.
He withdrew his hand, got up, put the porridge on the bedside table, turned and went out, just as he reached the door, he heard her say, "Go get the medicine box."
Shi Jin paused, turned around, and saw that she had already sat up, he didn't look her in the eyes, and went to get the medicine box with his head down and silently.
Putting the medicine box on the bedside, he stood aside, ink was splashed in his eyes, and his reflection flickered, as if he had a lot to say, but he didn't dare to act rashly.
Jiang Jiusheng drooped his eyelashes, hiding his emotions, and said, "Give me your hand."
Shi Jin squatted down and handed over his right hand.
Jiang Jiusheng glanced at the wound on his palm, and frowned fiercely: "Did you not bandage it on purpose?"
Shi Jin entwined her eyes and nodded, "En."
He used bitter tactics again, knowing that she couldn't bear it.
Jiang Jiusheng lowered his head to disinfect him without looking at him: "Do you know why I'm angry?"
Shi Jin was much more gentle and submissive than usual: "I hurt you."
Jiang Jiusheng: "..."
She didn't want to talk to him anymore, and bandaged him in silence.
His hand was much more serious, like a new wound adding to an old one. Jiang Jiusheng didn't talk to him, so he just stayed in the room and didn't say a word all day.
It was only in the afternoon that Jiang Jiusheng discovered that the mirror had been replaced in the bathroom, and there was blood on the shards of glass in the trash can. Not only the mirror, but many other things inside had been replaced.
She dialed Xu Qingbo's number.
"Doctor Xu."
As soon as Xu Qingbo heard that it was Jiang Jiusheng, he guessed, "Is something wrong with Shi Jin?"
"He dropped a lot of things."
The new injury on his hand was caused by glass shards.
Xu Qingbo thought: "It should be manic symptoms." It was a bit difficult, he thought for a while, and suggested, "Go back to Jiangbei and make an appointment, I think it is necessary to talk to you about Shi Jin's condition."
He still felt that only Jiang Jiusheng could cure Shi Jin of his illness.
"Okay." She was very calm, "What about now? What should I do?"
"Try not to provoke him."
In the afternoon, the doctor came for a reexamination. Jiang Jiusheng's fever had subsided and no more infusions were needed. Before leaving, the female doctor patted the back of her hand with a complicated expression and deep sympathy in her eyes.
Jiang Jiusheng couldn't laugh or cry.
She had an upset stomach and fell into a drowsy sleep. When she woke up, the sunset glow outside the window was golden, and it was already dusk. Shi Jin was still guarding the bedside, staring at him motionless, with obsessive eyes.
She had just woken up, her voice was particularly hoarse from smoking and drinking: "Shi Jin."
"Yeah." Shi Jin got up from the chair, squatted on the bedside, and listened to her.
"I want to drink."
He went to pour a glass of warm water, hesitated for a moment, sat on the side of the bed, helped her sit up, and fed her to drink.
After drinking the water, she lay back, clutched the quilt and turned over, lay on her side facing Shi Jin, and said, "My stomach hurts."
Shi Jin squatted down, put his hand under the quilt, and waited until it was warmed up, then covered her lower abdomen, and rubbed it gently for her.
All the while, he was silent.
"Why don't you talk?"
Afraid of making her angry.
He said in a low voice: "Shengsheng, you can do anything to me except break up."
Jiang Jiusheng frowned, as if he was seriously thinking about what to do to him: "I don't have the strength, I don't want to get up, come here."
He leaned over, leaned over, and got closer to her.
She took her hand out of the quilt, hooked his neck, and said, "Low."
Shi Jin was very obedient and lowered his body.
"A little lower."
He leaned closer, and when he lowered his head, he could see her peach-blossom eyes, with black eyebrows, spring mountains and autumn waters, and pupils.
She bent her eyes, raised her head suddenly, and bit his neck.
It hurts, and she bites him hard.
Shi Jin remained motionless, letting her bite.
Well, bite and bite, write it off. Jiang Jiusheng let go of his teeth, looked at Shi Jin's neck, there was a row of teeth marks, bleeding from her bite, and feeling a little distressed, he lightly sucked on the wound, licking it lightly like a cat.
She said: "This is not allowed in the future."
Her neck was itchy, and the gloom that had surrounded Shi Jin's brows for a whole day disappeared in an instant. As if she had been pardoned, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Instead, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and her whole body fell on her body.
He apologized and said sorry many times.
"I was wrong, Shengsheng, it's all my fault."
He suppressed his voice, his voice was low, he probably didn't rest all day and all night, he was slightly hoarse, he had no strength, and the soft words that deliberately lowered his posture easily made people feel distressed.
Where could he still be angry, Jiang Jiusheng stretched out his arms to hug him, and asked him casually, "What's wrong with you?"
Shi Jin's tone was serious: "You're disobedient in bed."
"..."
Jiang Jiusheng felt that Shi Jin was deliberately blinding his eyes and shifting the focus.
"I'm not mad at this." She didn't joke with him, but was very serious, "Shi Jin, I'm mad at you for being too hard on yourself."
Shi Jin was noncommittal.
She held his face and said solemnly: "Don't just think about me, don't commit murder and break the law because of me, and don't bruise yourself, I don't like you like this."
He doesn't love himself too much.
It seems that as long as she is involved, he doesn't leave any room for himself, and he doesn't think about the consequences, which is extreme and dangerous. Jiang Jiusheng didn't even dare to think about what she would do if Shi Jin really killed someone in full view.
Shi Jin sighed softly: "Then what should I do? If you don't like it, I'm afraid I won't be able to change it." Jiang Jiusheng wanted to refute him, but he pressed his fingertips on her lips, "Shengsheng, I can't control it." Myself," leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "You are controlling my reason, I can't help myself."
I can't help myself, her family, Shi Jin, is too cunning.
Jiang Jiusheng was speechless.
"I'm afraid that the Wen family will bully you, that you'll think of something bad, that you'll get hurt and get sick, and that you'll be so frightened that you're going crazy, and you can't care about anything else."
Then, everything spiraled out of control.
Paranoid personality disorder is probably like this. When he becomes crazy, he has no sense at all, not to mention that he is bloodthirsty, and his bones will boil when he sees blood.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't refute him, and raised his chin: "What are you afraid of, I'm the woman of the sixth young master of the Qin family, how can I be so easy to collapse."
She is not the Jiang Jiusheng of eight years ago, with wind, frost, rain and snow, and Shi Jin as a companion, there is nothing she can't stand.
In a word, all Shi Jin's anxiety was soothed.
With red eyes, he hugged her tightly: "Shengsheng, I'm sorry."
Jiang Jiusheng knew that he was apologizing for last night.
Thinking about it carefully, she still couldn't bear to blame her, as if she had been possessed by an evil spirit, regardless of right or wrong.
She was so obsessed that she made a 'rational' analysis: "I don't blame you, I didn't listen to you, I had to go to Wen's house, I insisted on going my own way first, and last night," she buried her face in Shi Jin's chest, she whispered Said, "It's just a little painful, I don't like it."
If Mo Bing hears it, he must scold her for being dizzy.
"Shengsheng, don't spoil me like this." There was a soft feather scratching his heart head, it didn't hurt, it was itchy and sore, he said, "If you do this, I will become more insatiable."
Then she is willing too.
She pulled Shi Jin to lie down together, her stomach was warm and the pain didn't hurt so much, she felt drowsy after being rubbed by him, and suddenly remembered: "Shi Jin, we didn't use contraception yesterday." They've been doing it for so long , will you win the lottery
Jiang Jiusheng was in a good mood.
Shi Jin gently rubbed her belly: "I won't be pregnant, it's a safe period."
Oh, why did she forget, her mood suddenly became bad again.
Jiang Jiusheng was not feeling well, and went to bed early at night. At nine o'clock, just as Shi Jin came out of the bathroom, the cell phone beside the bed rang.
It is Qin Zhong.
"Six young masters."
Shi Jin lowered his voice: "Speak softly." He walked out of the room with his mobile phone and closed the door before asking, "What did you find?"
Qin Zhong replied on the phone: "Jiang Jinyu sent the text message, and he also hacked Si Shao's mobile phone." Unexpectedly, a teenage autistic child with a great computer talent cracked the Wen family's monitoring system Just like playing.
I heard that the child hasn't gone to school yet, so he hired a teacher to teach him casually at home.
Tsk tsk tsk, incredible.
"Did Shengsheng enter the greenhouse?" Shi Jin asked.
Qin Zhong took back his interrupting thoughts: "No, I was stopped by the Fourth Young Master. However, the Fourth Young Master fell on his head and is now in the hospital with six stitches on his head."
Obviously, Shi Jin was not interested in Qin Xiaozhou's affairs.
Qin Zhong continued: "However, Miss Jiang recognized her younger brother, so she should know something."
Shi Jin leaned against the wall of the door, lowered his head, the roof lights came down from above, his eyelashes drooped, and a long silhouette fell on his eyelids, covering the emotions in his eyes. come out."
Qin Zhong hesitated for a moment: "It's a bit difficult." Since the homicide occurred eight years ago, the Wen family has been very strict in security, and the monitoring firewall is difficult to crack. After all, not everyone is the young master of the Wen family. They don't have that talent. It should take some time to crack.
Shi Jin asked, "Which aspect?"
Qin Zhong said: "Technology."
"Then use tricks, coercion and lure," Shi Jin asked with a slightly suppressed ending, "Need me to teach you?"
"..."
Do everything possible and use all means, Liu Shao always only wants the result, regardless of the process, Qin Zhong understands: "I understand."
The next afternoon, when Shi Jin was away, Mo Bing had time to chat with her artist.
"Did you forgive Shi Jin?" Mo Bing was a little annoyed. Of course, she was protecting her own people. She felt that Shi Jin was too troublesome, and she needed to sharpen her temper, otherwise Jiang Jiusheng would suffer in the future.
She was lying on the lounge chair on the balcony of the suite, squinting her eyes lazily basking in the sun, and said in a relaxed and relaxed tone, "I am also responsible for this matter."
Also protect the short!
Mo Bing deliberately teased her: "What are you talking about? The matter of you going to Wen's house? Or the matter of Shi Jin making you do 38 degrees?"
Jiang Jiusheng: "..."
Her ears were red and she didn't answer Mo Bing.
Mo Bing hated iron for being weak: "Just let him get used to it!"
Jiang Jiusheng changed the topic: "When will Lin Anzhi arrive?"
Lin Anzhi was filming in Yuncheng, knowing that Mo Bing was here, and wanted to come back to Jiangbei with her.
"Three o'clock." Mo Bing looked at the time, and it was almost half past two. She hesitated a little, "How about I stay with you? I'm not at ease."
"What are you worried about?"
It's not that she's afraid of anything else. Jiang Jiusheng has a high IQ, is smart, and has few opponents in Sanda. Naturally, her ability to protect herself is nothing to say. However, these things she is good at are useless when she encounters Shi Jin.
Mo Bing just said: "Shengsheng, you have to know that the doctor was with me when you were home, and he was already a dangerous person who is flammable and explosive." She said with emotion, "My feeling at the beginning was really accurate. The deadliest man."
To outsiders, Shi Jin was not polite, personable and well-mannered. He 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 had this feeling that he was like a combination of contradictions, one thought became a demon and another thought became a Buddha.
The bell rang suddenly.
Mo Bing glanced at his phone, it was Lin Anzhi who had arrived.
Seeing that she was struggling, Jiang Jiusheng urged her: "Go."
Mo Bing replied with a message, and before leaving, he told Jiang Jiusheng: "Yuwen sent a script, it's a big production, the second female lead, I think it's good, I sent it to your email, you have time to read it."
"good."
Mo Bing just came out of Jiang Jiusheng's suite.
The entire floor of the presidential suite was cleared by Shi Jinqing. As soon as she went out, she saw a person standing at the door of her room, tightly covered, pulling a suitcase, looking down at her phone.
Mo Bing walked over: "Why so fast?"
Lin Anzhi put away the phone, and naturally went up to hold her hand: "I'm afraid I'll keep you waiting."
Mo Bing opened the door and led him into the room.
As soon as he closed the door, he took off the mask, turned around and pressed her against the wall.
Mo Bing pushed him: "Go take a shower first."
Lin Anzhi grabbed her hand and didn't let her move. He lowered his head and pecked her lips twice, then kissed her deeply, and said vaguely, "Kiss you first."
Mo Bing leaned against him and put his arms around his neck to respond.
He ate all her lip makeup, and then let her go, and wiped the lipstick on her with his fingertips.
"Anzhi."
"Um?"
Mo Bing suddenly asked, "Where's your pair of golden cufflinks?"
"It's been a month since I lost it." Lin Anzhi said, "The pair of cufflinks are high-end. There are only ten pieces in the world. They are out of stock and can't be replaced."
What a coincidence, Wen Shuning's boyfriend also has a pair.
Mo Bing didn't ask any more questions.
Lin Anzhi tugged on his tie: "What's wrong?"
She stood on tiptoe, helped him unbutton his shirt, and said casually: "It's nothing, I just haven't seen you use it for a long time." She didn't like all kinds of things, but she had doubts in her heart.
wen family.
The days in winter are short, and the sun is about to set. The yellow setting sun leaks into the room, refracted by the chandelier on the roof, and falls mottled. In front of the vanity mirror, Wen Shuning played with the pair of cufflinks for a while, then put them away in the drawer.
This pair of cufflinks was stolen by her, and they are finally used.
She smiled at the corner of her mouth: no hurry, just play slowly.
Downstairs, Wen Shuhua wandered back and forth at the door, seeing the servant coming back from outside, she immediately asked anxiously: "Is Shihao back?"
The servant replied, "Not yet."
"It's already at this point, why don't you come back?" Wen Shuhua couldn't help but feel frightened because he couldn't get in touch for a whole day.
It was getting late, the moon was showing a corner, and the winter night was always extraordinarily cold.
In a deserted warehouse, the windows were sealed, the gasoline barrels on the ground were tilted here and there, the discarded cardboard boxes and wooden furniture were scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with the musty smell of not seeing the sun all year round.
The rusted iron door was closed tightly, and there were two men at the door, all dressed in black, blowing beer into the mouth of the bottle.
In the warehouse, Wen Shihao was sitting on the ground in disgrace, her skirt was wrinkled, her neck was still tied with a bandage, blood was stained around the wound, her mouth was sealed, she yelled.
The man who was drinking lost his interest, and gave a fierce look: "If you don't stop, I will beat you!"
"Well-"
Wen Shihao shook her head vigorously, she had something to say.
The man cursed a few times, put down the wine bottle, walked over impatiently, tore off the tape on her mouth, and said in a vicious voice, "If you have any last words, hurry up and say them."
Seeing that the man was tough and rough, Wen Shi was kindly terrified, afraid of offending these thorns, she said in a low voice, "I'll give you whatever money you want, as long as you let me go."
The man sneered, "We don't want money."
If you don't want money...