But it has entered the tiger and leopard den.
Xu Qingjiu pulled her to the room, closed the door, turned around and pressed her against the door to kiss her.
Su Qing: "..." Her lips hurt, she pushed Xu Qingjiu, "Don't bite."
Xu Qingjiu took another bite, and then gently licked her again, a little annoyed, but couldn't bear to scold her, so he said awkwardly: "Let you seduce others again."
The blue sky is up and the earth is down, Su Qing denied: "I didn't." She gave her a hand when her love rival was about to fall down the stairs, and by the way did some ideological work for her love rival. You can't let Girls Over Flowers go astray, right? It really doesn't mean anything else.
Xu Qingjiu snorted: "Qiao Qingqian's eyeballs are all stuck to you."
The acetic acid smell is very strong.
Su Qing was also very helpless: "The charm is too great, I can't help it."
She really didn't seduce her, so she taught her rival to be a man, but she didn't expect her rival to be a jerk, so she was helpless.
Xu Qingjiu put his arms around her waist, and asked her awkwardly and forcefully: "Don't look at other women and men from now on." His tone softened and his voice was dull, "I don't feel safe."
This little innocent.
Su Qing held his face and pecked his lips: "How about this, do you feel safe?"
Xu Qingjiu directly turned against the guest, pressing her down and kissing her deeply, from the door to the cabinet door, and then to the bed, kissing, I don't know if it was Xu Qingjiu or Su Qing, and sat on the remote control on the bed.
The TV turned on without warning.
Then-
Just a rough gasp.
Su Qing seemed to be struck by lightning, and was stunned.
Xu Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, then blushed and hurriedly searched for the remote control, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't find it.
On the TV, the two men continued to have fun.
"So comfortable—"
The TV was turned off, the sound of heavy breathing and panting stopped, and then... I was most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.
Su Qing's face turned from red to purple, and finally blue, his mood changed from thunderstorm to cloudy and then to stormy, squinting his eyes, it was a dangerous message.
Xu Qingjiu blushed, and hurriedly said, "Listen to my explanation."
Su Qing sat on the bed and folded his hands leisurely: "Explain, I'll give you a minute to make a statement freely."
Xu Qingjiu hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and said with red ears: "The film is not mine, and I haven't seen it before. Brother Liang gave it to me."
That unscrupulous manager Zhou Liang!
Su Qing first greeted him several times in his heart, looking seriously at Xu Qingjiu: "Why did he let you watch this kind of video?"
Xu Qingjiu buried his head even lower, his eyes flicked unnaturally: "Because I won't."
"Nothing?"
After asking, Su Qing came to his senses, wishing to bite his own tongue, his head was congested with blood, and then he had a convulsion, and unexpectedly asked another question: "So have you learned it now?"
Xu Qingjiu licked his lips and faltered: "Yes, a little bit."
So, shall we continue to discuss the mysteries and postures of the Great War? How should we proceed with this topic? No, no, no, no corruption! She can't expose her rotten girl's heart that has been poisoned by Tanmei to the point of incorrigibility.
Su Qing was serious: "You are not allowed to watch this kind of video in the future," blurted out, "If you don't know it, just ask me."
What did she say
Well, give up the treatment.
Although Xu Qingjiu was embarrassed, he readily agreed: "Okay."
Su Qing continued to talk about business: "You give Zhou Liang a call."
Xu Qingjiu dialed Zhou Liang's number.
The call got through, and Su Qing took it with a very righteous and serious tone: "Brother Liang, don't show my boyfriend some messy videos in the future, so as not to teach him badly."
Zhou Liang, who was originally in a good mood on the weekend and is now in a bad mood: "..."
Who is he doing this for? For the party and the people
After the birthday banquet was over, Su Qing went back. Out of politeness, Ms. Wang kept her overnight, but how could she have the guts to stay overnight, for fear that the old man would suffer a stroke if he looked at her a few more times.
At night, twelve o'clock.
Su Qing was sleeping soundly, the doorbell rang, and it kept ringing tirelessly. Su Qing put on some clothes, got up from the quilt, and was disturbed from her dream. Face opened the door: "Why do you—"
Xu Qingjiu hugged her, happy like a mentally retarded: "Su Qing, my grandpa has no objection."
What an exciting news!
It seems that the old man talked with Xu Qing for a long time at night, Su Qing sniffed: "How much wine did you drink?"
"Not much." Xu Qingjiu tilted his head and smirked, "A catty of white wine."
a catty...
Is this your grandson? The old man fed too hard, Su Qing felt sorry for Xu Qingjiu's stomach, took one of his arms, and put him on the sofa: "Go and lie down for a while, I'll make you hangover soup."
Xu Qingjiu hugged her arm, did not let go, and played a rascal: "No." Then he played a rascal, "I want you." Then he pulled Su Qing hard on the sofa, fell down together, he held her face and kissed her up.
Su Qing didn't bother with the drunk anymore, and let him kiss, but something was wrong when he kissed, Xu Qingjiu was breathing more and more urgently, his head was sweating, he was at a loss and moved in a disorderly way: "I don't like Liang Brother’s video, you teach me, I feel bad, Su Qing, Su Qing.”
Su Qing pressed his hand: "You can't touch it."
Xu Qingjiu grabbed her hand, put it into his clothes, and touched Su Qing's waist with the other hand: "I'll let you touch it too."
She stopped: "Xu Qingjiu—"
He had already put his hand on her chest, then he froze for a moment and said, "You are so soft here."
Just got hit in the chest without warning...
The next day, Su Qing was not only late, but also went to the company with big dark circles under her eyes, and she looked listless.
Jiang Jiusheng looked at her drooping eyelids: "Did you sleep well?"
Su Qing lay down on the table, listless: "Yesterday after I left Xu's house, Xu Qingjiu had an in-depth meeting with his grandfather. The result of the meeting should be that we agreed on our date. Then Xu Qingjiu was very happy and drank a lot."
After being drunk, there are usually many stories and accidents.
Jiang Jiusheng asked: "And then?"
"He was drunk and came to my house in the middle of the night." Su Qing was unhappy and a little bit annoyed, "It's not suitable for children for fifteen minutes, my head was congested, and he touched my chest."
Jiang Jiusheng took a sip of coffee: "Then he found out?"
Su Qing shook his head, and said lazily: "I gave him a hand knife in reflex at that time, and he fell into a coma until this morning."
So what's the problem
"I didn't fall asleep all night. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep all night. I was thinking about how to explain to him." Su Qing looked up at Jiang Jiusheng with a sad expression on his face, "In the end, the first sentence he said to me when he woke up Do you know what it is?"
Jiang Jiusheng was in high spirits: "What?"
Su Qing gritted his teeth bitterly: "He said he dreamed that I was a woman, and then he fainted from fright."
"..."
Xu Qingjiu is based on his strength.
Su Qing frowned, and rubbed the center of his brows: "Shengsheng, I'm very panicked now, suspecting that I found a steel guy, who bent properly, and can't straighten it anymore."
Jiang Jiusheng was speechless.
The sky in May is slightly blue, windy, and the sun is not strong, but it is still a little bit hot.
Picheng, Changbei Airport.
Pedestrians come and go, amidst the noise, the airport radio tirelessly broadcasts, the voice is clear and gentle.
"Passengers, please note that your flight CA5361 to Melbourne is now boarding. Please board the plane from gate 12."
When we parted, I felt that there was still a thousand words to say.
The mother held her daughter's hand, her eyes were a little red: "Have you checked in all your luggage?"
It was Mo Bing and her mother, Ms. Ning. Ms. Ning had been a teacher for half her life. She was very bookish and spoke softly and gently.
Mo Bing nodded: "Yes."
Ms. Ning asked again: "Where is the currency? Has it been exchanged?"
"It's done."
"Don't talk to strangers on the road, and don't take strange vehicles."
Mo Bing was funny: "Don't worry, it's not the first time to go abroad." Even if she has traveled all over the world, in the eyes of her mother, it is like going out for the first time, and there are always endless reminders and instructions.
Ms. Ning asked a lot of things again, and the radio was urging her tirelessly. She patted the back of her daughter's hand reluctantly: "Go in, and call me when you arrive."
Mo Bing stepped forward and hugged his mother: "Don't worry, I'll pick you and dad up after I make arrangements." Her father's injury is still not healed, and he can't travel long distances, "I'm going in."
Mo Bing turned around, and then stopped suddenly.
There was a long queue in front of gate 9. The men in white clothes and black pants, wearing sunglasses, also stopped suddenly.
The people around him shouted, "Boss Lin."
Lin Anzhi was in a daze for a long time, as if he couldn't hear the sound around him, he moved his feet slowly and faced Mo Bing.
In the crowd of people, he saw her at a glance, and then both of them were stunned, like waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, and suddenly forgot where they were.
"Boss Lin." Secretary Ding Chunlei reminded again.
As if awakened from a dream, Lin Anzhi came back to his senses, uncontrollably walking towards her in a strange manner.
Mo Bing stood where he was, his eyes suddenly turned red.
"Mo Bing," he walked up to her and stared silently for a long time, "Long time no see."
Thousands of words choked his throat, and only these four words remained, the most familiar and strangest greeting.
haven't seen you for a long time.
Not long after, the days and nights that passed by were just like a lifetime, so long that it took a long time to remember before she remembered what color coat she was wearing when she left for the last time.
She also greeted and said that it had been a long time. In the red eyes, she was very calm: "How are you doing?"
Not good, not good at all.
Lin Anzhi nodded: "Yes, very good."
Then, each other was silent.
The broadcast at the airport was so annoying that it urged and reminded me over and over again: "Passengers, please note that your flight CA5361 to Melbourne is now boarding. Please board the plane from gate 12."
It's time to board the plane, her destination is Melbourne, a country with blue sky.
She sidled past him.
She said, "Goodbye."
He also said, "Goodbye."
Then, pass by.
Mo Bing didn't look back, and entered the boarding gate, Lin Anzhi turned around, stared blankly at the back of the farther and farther back, and then disappeared, his eyes suddenly became hot.
"Aunt Ning." Lin Anzhi stood motionless.
Ms. Ning stopped behind him and replied, "Yes."
He turned his head, his pupils were empty: "Is she back?"
"Will do."
It's good to be back, it's good to be back...
Lin Anzhi stared at the boarding gate, dazed, and stared at it for a long time without saying a word.
He came to Mo's house from the orphanage at the age of fourteen. When he first came, he looked like this. There was no hope in his eyes, and he was desperate and frustrated with the whole world.
"Anzhi," the voice choked up, and Ms. Ning just advised, "Don't smoke so much in the future, it's not good for your health."
He has secretly come to Picheng many times, and every time he would stand downstairs all night, smoking until dawn.
Lin Anzhi turned his head, eyes red, and only said, "I'm sorry."
He owed the Mo family a belated apology.
Ms. Ning stepped forward and hugged him: "Don't blame yourself, we are all fine."
There is nothing warmer in the world than this: We are all okay.
So, you are fine too.
Ms. Ning left.
People coming and going at the airport, walking and stopping, only him, always standing in place, never leaving a step.
Secretary Ding Chunlei looked at the time, stepped forward and carefully reminded: "Mr. Lin, the plane is about to take off."
He didn't seem to hear.
"Boss Lin."
"Boss Lin."
He yelled a few times, but he didn't respond. He looked at the plane flying higher and higher outside the glass window, and called someone's name.
Jiangbei.
"Boss Wen."
Wen Shuning's newly hired secretary is a woman in her thirties who wears glasses and looks very capable, and her name is Xia Meng: "Mr. Wen, Mr. Lin is still in Picheng, missed the plane, and said he couldn't make it back. "
Picheng.
That was Mo Bing's hometown, no wonder, reluctant to part.
Wen Shuning supported his stomach, sat on a chair in the waiting room, and meditated silently.
Xia Mengmeng thought about it, and stepped forward to ask: "Do I need to make another appointment for the obstetric examination?"
"No need." She got up, turned around and walked to the obstetrics and gynecology department. Just as she stepped out, she looked up and saw Jiang Jiusheng, and then stopped her foot again.
Enemy Road is narrow.
Jiang Jiusheng walked towards her, wearing a mask, glanced at her, and said calmly, "I suggest you change to another hospital." After a pause, she explained unhurriedly, "It's disgusting to see you."
Wen Shuning sneered back: "Then I can't change it."
There was obvious arrogance and provocation in her eyes.
Jiang Jiusheng only glanced at her, and said casually, "Touch your stomach, and think about it."
After speaking, she left first.
Wen Shuning's face was completely ashen, she dared to threaten her.
"Boss Wen." Xia Meng called out, with the meaning of asking for instructions.
Wen Shuning stood still, and slowly let go of his clenched fists for a long time, and said, "Change to another hospital."
Tianbei is Shi Jin's territory, even if she doesn't want to, for the sake of the child in her womb, she doesn't dare to do whatever she wants.
There was a corridor connecting the Cardiac Surgery Department and the inpatient department. Jiang Jiusheng pulled up the mask and walked towards the corridor leaning against the wall. There was a lot of commotion in the ward at the farthest corner.
"Boom."
The cup fell out of the door and fell apart.
Jiang Jiusheng stopped.
In the ward, the woman shouted angrily: "Get out!"
At the door was an old woman with a hunchback, gray temples, and age spots on her face.
"Little Joe." The old woman called out, sobbing slightly.
A pillow was thrown out of the ward, and Chen Yiqiao was extremely impatient: "I don't want to see you, and I don't have parents like you who would abandon their own flesh and blood for money."
She hated it.
She has seen the young Shi Jin lightly throw the check on the ground, seen the brother in handcuffs crying and shouting for innocence, and seen the boy hugging the girl in the hospital and coaxing softly: It's okay, it's okay Already...
That girl had a benign tumor, and her name was Jiang Jiusheng.
That year, her father also had a tumor, and Shi Jin's check became her father's life-saving money. As for her elder brother, he was given up by his parents and didn't even have a second trial. He was sentenced to life imprisonment and spent his entire life in prison. inside.
How could she forgive such parents.
The old woman supported the wall and wiped her tears, sobbing in a low voice: "Little Qiao, Mom can't help it. If you don't take his money, your father's illness—"
Chen Yiqiao couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Get out!"
She hated Shi Jin, but she hated such parents even more. She sold her own flesh and blood without even hesitating. She would never forget what her father said when he was sick in bed: Your brother is a thief. It's not a good thing, someone is willing to spend money to buy his life, that's his luck, just like him...
Just like him...
It is with such parents that such a person is born. How can people never reflect on themselves, but find thousands of reasons to push all their sins to others, even the closest relatives.
That's right, she is such a despicable person herself, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, one is rich and the other is short of money, it's like a deal, she still repays all the hatred that she can't vent on her parents to Shi Jin.
"Get lost!" Chen Yiqiao shouted hysterically.
The old man looked back and looked at it for a long time before leaving the ward with a hunched body.
"Miss Jiang."
Xiao Yi called out again: "Miss Jiang."
Jiang Jiusheng came back to his senses.
Xiao Yi passed by the inpatient department during his ward rounds, and saw Jiang Jiusheng here, and he told: "The doctor is under surgery, and he is in the office right now."
Jiang Jiusheng nodded: "Well, thank you."
She walked straight through the corridor and went to the office of the Cardiac Surgery Department. The door was closed, and it was almost time to get off work. She walked over and knocked on the door.
Shi Jin's voice sounded: "Come in."
Jiang Jiusheng pushed open the door and went in.
Shi Jin was a little taken aback, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and got up from his seat: "Why are you here?"
"There was no filming today, and the recording ended early." Jiang Jiusheng took off his mask and asked Shi Jin, "Do you still have surgery?"
He shook his head, pulled her to sit down, and poured her a glass of warm water: "I have to check the ward before I get off work, will you wait for me here for a while?"
"Um."
Shi Jin took the stethoscope and flashlight and left the office.
Jiang Jiusheng sat for a while, a little restless, the glass of water quickly drained, and when the glass was put down, she saw the record sheet on the table, which was left by Shi Jin.
She took out the mask and put it on, took the record sheet and chased after him. Just as she walked out of the corridor connecting the inpatient department and the cardiac surgery department, she saw Shi Jin from a distance.
Standing beside him was the old woman who was kicked out of the ward by Chen Yiqiao. Because she was a little hunched, she lowered her head and pressed her body as hard as she could. She was a lot shorter, with a trembling expression: "Mr. Shi, Shi."
As Jiang Jiusheng approached, he could hear Shi Jin's voice, which was as cold as ice.
"Who asked you to come?" The tone was defensive, with strong oppression and indifference.
The old woman replied tremblingly: "No, no one, my daughter is sick and lives here, hospitalized."
"Get out of here immediately." His tone was unquestionable, Shi Jin lowered his voice, "Don't come to Jiangbei again."
His voice was not as gentle as usual, it was harsh and perverse, it was a warning tone.
It turned out that what Chen Yiqiao said was true, Chen Jie was wronged, Shi Jin paid her family a hush money, and went to jail as a scapegoat.
So, whose sin is it for
Jiang Jiusheng walked back, in a daze.
"Miss Jiang."
It was Xiao Yi, walking towards him, Jiang Jiusheng nodded, and gave him the record sheet: "Can you give it to Shi Jin for me? He forgot to take it."
Xiao Yi took it with a smile: "Yes, I just happen to go to check the ward too."
On the way back to Yujing Yinwan, she was speechless all the way, her eyelids drooped, and her spirit suddenly fell.
"Sheng Sheng."
Shi Jin called her, but she was so out of her mind that she didn't hear it.
At the intersection of traffic lights, the car stopped.
Shi Jin leaned over: "Sheng Sheng."
Jiang Jiusheng raised his head suddenly: "Huh?"
Shi Jin touched her face with the back of his hand: "What's wrong?"
She squinted her eyes, nestled in the co-pilot with a sleepy look, and said listlessly: "I'm a little sleepy, I'll squint for a while."
"Then you sleep for a while."
Shi Jin took the blanket from the car, covered her lap, and rolled up the window to cut off the traffic outside the window. The car drove slowly, smoothly, and she closed her eyes, gradually falling asleep.
It's chaotic, I don't know if it's a dream or waking up, there is a thick fog in front of my eyes, I can't get rid of it, the light and shadow dizzily break through the fog, illuminating the picture in front of me.
It is a flower house, with vines covering the glass walls, many clay pots neatly placed on the flower stand, and red and yellow flowers blooming brightly.
There was a pool of blood on the ground, it was a shocking red.
The girl turned her back, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly. She seemed to want to turn around. Behind her, the boy coaxed her: "Shengsheng, be good."
"Don't turn your head."
"Don't look."
The boy's voice was clear and soothing, "Shengsheng, don't look."
She didn't dare to turn around, her body was stiff, her hands were clenched tightly, trembling violently: "Shi Jin, is he dead?"
He didn't answer.
As if her strength had been taken away, she swayed twice, but she still couldn't help crying.
"Shi Jin."
"Shi Jin, I'm afraid."
She knelt down feebly and looked down at the blood on the ground...
Jiang Jiusheng opened his eyes eagerly: "Shi Jin!"