After the soul piercing, I became a mother without any pain, and I am taking care of myself at the C

Chapter 61 Jealousy
  [Jingbai V: My sister! It's my sister! ! @ warm wine]

When Jing Bai woke up and saw the hot search, he was frightened.

There was a crackling sound in my head.

There is only one sentence left:
  Who do you think I am? ?

The heat hasn't finished fermenting yet, because Jing Bai's sister recognition announcement early in the morning triggered another big wave.

With the protection of the special department, Jing Bai's idiot fans are obviously more honest, and the real owners have all stepped down to clarify, and they don't know how to scold them for a while.

[Sisters and brother all admit that Wenjiu is his sister, so the scandal is definitely not true. 】

[Yes, yes, I just finished scolding my sister yesterday and my intestines are a little green. 】

[It’s okay, we have a big wine and beauty group, so we won’t care about it. 】

Soon, the fans of the two families, who were emotionally stable, took off their shirts and turned into good sisters holding hands, leaving other fans watching in shock, especially Wen Xue's fans.

"Hey?"

Wen Jiu answered Jing Bai's call and heard him hurriedly explaining his apology for something trivial.

The little wind and rain yesterday didn't do anything to her.

She also gained a lot of fans, and even Li Fei, who had planned to keep silent for a few days, was very happy, but of course this kind of thing is not better, and it is not honest to speculate on CP.

"Okay, I don't take it to heart at all. I slept well last night." Wen Jiu said.

"Today's filming of the last scene of "Magnolia in the Mountains", please hurry up and pack up."

She took a sip of milk and glanced dishonestly at Jiang Yubai, who was leaning at the door. His peach blossom eyes looked at her coldly, as if he were watching a sheep sneaking out of the pen.

She nodded slightly, already smiling in her heart.

I'm jealous.

Without intending to coax anyone, she simply pulled up a chair and sat down, eating her favorite barbecue sandwich that the man had made early in the morning.

"You have nothing to say to me?"

After a while, curled slender fingertips appeared in front of her eyes.

The sound of slamming the table is really not small. Wen Jiu was eating, her cheeks slightly bulging, she knew what he wanted to hear, and she was determined not to do what he wanted if she had bad intentions. She looked at him innocently and said doubtfully: "No."

Jiang Yubai's face looked extremely ugly.

This woman's senior brother is in front and her brother is behind, even though she knows it is impossible for them.

But it still tastes good.

He looked at the woman who was pretending to be ignorant, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart. The situation was passive, and this person didn't even intend to give him her heart. She was really cruel.

Thinking of her chasing his face that night.

Jiang Yubai chuckled, took the back of her chair with his hand, and pulled gently.

The heavy and harsh sound startled Wenjiu. Before he could drink the milk, he was hugged by the man's broad shoulders, and he burped excitedly. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or because he was holding back.

"What are you doing?" Her voice was wary.

Beauty is present.

Seeing the thin lips that were light but not rosy coming closer, she leaned back and hugged the man's neck with both hands, humming: "You left me alone in bed last night?"

The white and tender fingertips slid from the chin to the bulge of the throat.

After going around in a circle, Wen Jiu pushed the person away and said, "I won't kiss you. I'll just stay here and be jealous."

Jiang Yubai lowered his eyes and glanced at the empty space under his arms.

He stood up and adjusted his shirt that had slipped out of his waistband, and his expression returned to calmness.

Ignoring his straight, thin lips, probably no one could tell that he was feeling unhappy now, and all his breath was restrained in his sharp, cold-pressed peach blossom eyes.

It's a pity that the woman in Jiang Sui'an's room obviously didn't notice the man's emotions.

Jiang Yubai twisted a Buddhist bead on his wrist, pulled out Wenjiu who was squeezing toothpaste for his son, and closed the bedroom door regardless of Wenjiu's exclamation, "He can wash himself, he doesn't need you to help him."

Dissatisfied with his domineering and unreasonable behavior.

"No matter how old you are, in my eyes you are a child who needs to be taken care of." Wen Jiu broke away his wrist and said angrily: "It's you, Jiang Yubai, how old are you this year?"

Jiang Yubai said without shame: "Three years old."

"What the fuck..." Wenjiu was about to curse, but accidentally saw him turning the beads.

She knows this prayer bead.

In other words, anyone who has heard of Jiang Yubai knows that when he was a child, under the guidance of his grandfather, Jiang Yubai didn't show his emotions or anger, and he treated everything the same way, and there was no trace of liveliness in him.

People who narrowly escaped death under his harsh methods called him the Living King of Hell.

Jiang's mother felt sorry for her son, so she went to Linghua Temple, the most spiritual place, to pray for this Buddhist bead. It was a rare success.

Afterwards, someone discovered that as long as Jiang Yu touched the Buddha beads with his bare hands.

It is a sign of anger.

Wen Jiu was stunned, so he was in a bad mood?

Just because he wasn't allowed to kiss?

She was amused, hugged him and said softly: "Jiang Yubai, is such a big man childish?"

"You never care about me." Jiang Yubai lowered his eyes and looked at her coaxing eyebrows.

Released the beads. Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, "But you don't need me to take care of everything? You do everything well, but I can't help you with anything."

Ever since Jiang Yubai moved in.

Not to mention that she and her son no longer have to worry about food, and a healthy rest schedule is also what this person is focused on.

Not to mention housework.

Unless she got into the mood and wanted to wash the dishes, this man never let her touch it.

"Then Jiang Sui'an doesn't need you to squeeze out toothpaste for him, he can do it himself." Jiang Yubai said.

Wen Jiu glared back, "Can it be the same? I didn't give Suisui a sense of security before. This little thing is me cultivating a sense of security for him!"

"I need it too." Jiang Yubai lowered his head and looked into her clear eyes.

He said again: "Wen Jiu, as a mother, you know how to make up for the sense of security you owe to your son. In our relationship, I also need the sense of security you bring. I don't believe you haven't noticed that I care about you."

Of course she found out.

As early as when he showed hostility towards Jing Bai.

She knew that Jiang Yubai started to care about her, and she also knew that she didn't, or that she was far less concerned about their relationship than Jiang Yubai.

"I...Jiang Yubai, I'm sorry."

Wenjiu scratched away all the words in his stomach and slowly choked out his apology.

The feelings I have devoted so much to Jiang Yubai.

Also ignored her.

Obviously she had enjoyed enough protection and love from him, Wen Jiu said softly: "I will definitely change."

"How about I make it up to you when I finish filming tonight?"

"How to compensate?"

Wen Jiu Shen smiled mysteriously and said: "Secret."

She stood up on tiptoes and kissed the lips that she had not allowed to touch just now, and then said hurriedly: "I'm really going to be late, let's go."

She didn't have much of her last scene today, and Wen Jiu hadn't spent much time with her son for a few days.

I took him to the set.

Film and Television City.

After entering the set, everyone was surprised by Jiang Sui'an's arrival. Many people came forward and said that they were Jiang Sui'an's mother fans, stuffing them with snacks and drinks. They were almost tired of loving him.

Warming wine, he squeezed Jiang Sui'an, who was holding a big ball in his arms, and said with a smile: "You are really pretty as you age, and you are more popular than your mother."

"Give it all to mom." Jiang Sui'an's face turned red.

His eyes were shining.

He had never been liked by so many people before, and Jiang Sui'an's little face was full of happiness.

The smile is also very sweet.

"Mom doesn't want to eat. Wait until mom is working. Sui Sui will sit next to the director uncle and don't run around, okay?" Wen Jiu explained softly.

They are not the only crew in the film and television city.

There were many people and Wen Jiu hoped that Jiang Sui'an could stay within Mu Dao's sight.

"it is good!"

"Sui Sui is so good."

Wenjiu put him next to Mu Dao and went to the dressing room to do her makeup. When he held her in the dressing room, there was a strong wind behind him.

Her eyes turned cold and she leaned back.

The glowing white dagger barely scratched her belly, and a man wearing a black peaked cap appeared in Wenjiu's sight.

Very familiar.

"Wenjiu, go to hell!"

As soon as the man's voice came out, Wen Jiu immediately recognized him as the paparazzi he met after waking up from the car accident.

She sided to avoid his secondary attack.

Grabbing his wrist, there was a crisp sound, the hand holding the dagger fell limply, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Wenjiu sneered, "You didn't ask about my skills when you came here?"

She thought that her ability in mysterious arts was exposed.

No one without a good eye would come forward to cause trouble for her.

It seems that she overestimated the IQ of some people. She dialed 110 with her hands, stepped on the person who was crying out in pain, and explained the murder in a few words. The man had already passed out while she was crushing her feet.

Warm wine has a special smell.

Frowning, he knelt down and looked for something unusual. His hand came to rest on the man's closed eyes.

Lift his eyelids.

Wenjiu saw that his pupils were gone and only the whites of his eyes were left.

"It's the soul control technique." A voice came from far away and was very clear.

(End of this chapter)