Chapter 192: Climbing the bed in the middle of the night
This time, Jiang Song felt strange about the kiss.
It's not as resistant as before, nor is it the lingering response when I was drunk.
But...
Just so numb, letting him take control, like an emotionless puppet.
Xing Sijue's throat rolled, and he pulled away suddenly, staring at Jiang Song with his cold eyes.
Placing her white hands on the cold wall, he bent down and lowered his head, his eagle eyes looking into Jiang Song's dark eyes.
"Stop dreaming about leaving and planning unrealistic things. Of course you and Xi Qiansheng have nothing. From now on, there will never be anything."
Xing Sijue's voice was full of warning.
This time, Jiang Song did not quarrel with him, nor did he look disappointed, but said calmly, "Okay."
Trying to ask, "Recently..."
Xing Sijue interrupted, "An old man and a little brat pose no threat to me for the time being. If you are hoping that something will happen to me, it would be even more nonsense for you to take the opportunity to leave."
Every word he said touched on something Jiang Song didn't like to hear.
Perhaps because of his different state of mind, Jiang Song did not lose his temper. What's even more strange is that after hearing his words, he felt a little relieved.
Eyes lingering on his chest...
Every time they get close, she resists. Even if she tries to cater to him, it's still when he's not sober.
She hasn't seen what the scars there look like.
She suddenly raised her hand to untie Xing Sijue's tie, and then loosened the buttons of his shirt.
'Snapped'.
Her hand was suddenly grasped by Xing Sijue.
He raised his eyes and met Xing Sijue's cold eyes, his anger half gone, but still a little doubtful.
She pursed her lips and explained, "I want to take a look at your gunshot wound."
Xing Sijue's brows stretched, he raised his eyebrows, and said angrily, "I walked away so coolly without looking back. Now I want to see it? It's too late."
Jiang Song knitted her beautiful eyebrows and looked at his indifferent and casual posture, "Your weirdness can't stop me from wanting to see it, let me go."
Today, she was determined to see it.
She had to take a look at that wound to feel relieved.
Gunshot wounds will leave sequelae in old age. Xing Sijue's treatment at that time was definitely not meticulous. If discovered early, it could have been saved.
Xing Si Juefei didn't want her to look at him. Her strength couldn't defeat him, a man who was 1.85 meters tall.
Jiang Song didn't see it, so Xing Sijue walked away with repair steps.
Jiang Song sighed.
Actually think about it.
If it hadn't been for Xing Sijue restricting her freedom, taking things by force, and acting wantonly at that time, how could she have done that?
She didn't see the wound, but the big stone in her heart still didn't fall.
late at night.
Xing Sijue was exhausted these days. When he came back, he went straight to Jiang Song. He was originally prepared to have a good time.
As a result, when I heard her calling, I lost my mood.
After taking a shower, as soon as I got on the bed, I fell asleep upset.
In a daze, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and there seemed to be a flash of light swaying in front of his eyes.
He suddenly opened his eyes, suddenly woke up, and grabbed the man's throat.
"Don't want to die?"
His strength was so great that for a moment his black eyes were filled with surging murderous intent.
He was wandering between awake and semi-awake states, but he felt a strong sense of danger, and his body subconsciously responded for him.
"Well... let go, Xing Sijue, let go."
That person is Jiang Song.
She slapped Xing Sijue's hand desperately with one hand, and with the other hand, she grabbed the mobile phone flashlight and waved it in front of his eyes.
I want Xing Sijue to wake up.
This time, Xing Sijue threatened her and forced him to be different.
This time, he had murderous thoughts.
Jiang Song was about to suffocate and didn't dare to move.
"Xing Sijue, no, it hurts so much..." She condensed and made a thin voice.
Finally, Xing Sijue came to his senses.
After seeing the person in front of him clearly, he subconsciously let go.
Jiang Song fell directly into Xing Sijue's arms.
Xing Sijue's eyes deepened and he hugged Jiang Song tightly.
"why you."
He also thought that he was in Bieyuan and Jiang Song was the killer sent.
Jiang Song hugged his arm and gasped for air. He didn't care about the phone at all. He threw it casually on the bed, casting a meager light, which illuminated her red cheeks and confused eyes.
"How's it going?" Xing Sijue held the person in his arms. He was not clear about it just now. He regarded her as an enemy and attacked her neither lightly nor harshly.
He was worried, so he picked her up and got out of bed, "Go to the hospital."
Jiang Song quickly stopped him and hugged his chest, "It's okay, I'm okay, I don't want to go to the hospital."
My voice is hoarse.
Xing Sijue's eyebrows furrowed into a small peak, "Your voice is like this, just listen to me."
With that said, he kicked the door open and wanted to go out.
It was Jiang Song who took the opportunity to hold on to the door frame with a determined look on his face, "I don't want to go to the hospital. I'll be fine soon. I have a way."
Xing Sijue was so angry at her willfulness that he couldn't help it. He pursed his thin lips and said, "What can you do?"
"You let me see the wound on your chest, and I can heal it. Really, after seeing it, you immediately moved like a rabbit." Jiang Song said in a hoarse voice, trying to be lively.
After saying that, he even coughed a few times.
Xing Sijue couldn't help it. She held on to the crack of the door and refused to let go. She looked like I would die if you take me to the hospital, and her wet black eyes still had a lustful taste.
I really don't understand this woman.
He rarely showed a helpless expression, "Is this why you came here tonight?"
Jiang Song nodded vigorously.
Hey, I feel a little uncomfortable. I touched my throat.
Xing Sijue obviously noticed her little move, he carried her back to the room, turned on the wall lamp, and gently placed her on the bed.
He bent down and took a closer look at her neck.
This fragile neck was almost crushed by him.
Sure enough, there was already a deep red mark.
A certain man's eyes were filled with heartache and regret for an instant.
"No, you have to go to the hospital." Xing Sijue raised his head and said firmly again.
He suddenly raised his head and this action alerted Jiang Song, who was 'doing something big'.
Jiang Song, who was almost discovered, suddenly leaned back and blinked, trying to look innocent.
Xing Sijue frowned, what was this woman doing just now?
Like those young hooligans on the street, hooking his collar and looking at his...
chest?
return……
Xing Sijue's eyes moved downward.
And you’re still swallowing saliva while watching this?!
Is this... greedy for his body??
"What are you thinking about right now?" Xing Sijue stretched out his hand and gently pinched her chin.
A bit ambiguous.
Jiang Song confessed honestly: "Your breasts..."
Xing Sijue took a breath, why was Jiang Song so direct today, and was he drugged and tricked?
This is still the same Jiang Song from before.
Jiang Song continued.
"The wound."
Oh...still, that's okay.
"If you want to see it, I'll show it to you." Xing Sijue raised his cold eyebrows.
After saying that, Xing Sijue stood up straight, and with his fingers like green onions, he unbuttoned his satin pajamas one by one...