Team Jiang's wife is a boss

Chapter 627 It's a pity that there is no if
Seeing Ming Yi disappear, Hong Gu stood up with an expression of displeasure.

"My lord, I know that you have a temperament of repaying your kindness, but the price of this painstaking effort is too great."

"Also, not to mention that Lord Pluto will not agree, I am afraid that Lord Judge will not agree."

Sighing, Yan Xin smiled helplessly and reached out to hold Xiao Si in his arms.

"Don't worry, Ming Yi said, I just sleep for a year or so and I'll be fine."

"not to mention……"

Looking out of the window, she pursed her lips and smiled, "I owe him more than a drop of my heart can pay!"

"But……"

"Okay, I know what you're worried about, don't worry!"

Aunt Chao Hong gave a comforting smile, she lowered her head and patted Xiao Si, "It can only be said that good luck tricks people."

"If I hadn't met Jiang Yuhan in this life, then I might have used my endless time to repay his kindness!"

Too bad there is no if!

Honggu had also heard about Mingyuan's ten-life kindness before, so she knew that it was useless to say more, and now she only hoped that the judge and Hades could find a more secure way for her to keep this body.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when she left Honggu's place, Yan Xin didn't go back to the police station, but chose to go to the supermarket.

She wanted to cook dinner for Jiang Yuhan, although she hadn't tried it!
Back home with big bags and small bags, just after five o'clock, he called Jiang Yuhan first to report that he was safe, and by the way, he waited for him to eat at home, hung up the phone and went into the kitchen.

It was almost seven o'clock, when Jiang Yuhan got home and opened the door, he smelled a strange smell.

"Xinxin? Xinxin? What does this smell like?"

He wasn't sure, yelling as he walked toward the kitchen.

Although I feel that the smell is very different from the smell of gas, but only gas smells in the whole house, so it is better to confirm.

"Jiang Yuhan, I'm here..."

He had just walked to the door of the kitchen when a muffled nasal voice came from behind him.

Turning around and looking, Yan Xin was wearing a white home dress, and she was squatting under the dining table like an abandoned puppy, with lines on her upturned face.

"..."

"No, what's wrong with you? Get up, why are you still crying?"

Jiang Yuhan didn't realize it for a while, this was the first time in history, he expressed a little bewildered.

Lifting the teary-eyed person from the dining table, he wiped her small face several times with his fingers but failed to wipe off the black marks on her face.

"Xinxin, what are you doing? This face, this smell on your face?"

He looked back at the kitchen uncertainly, and looked at Yan Xin full of doubts.

Sniffing, Yan Xin wiped her eyes with her sleeve with a muffled voice, sounding very dissatisfied.

"I just wanted to cook a meal for you, but who knew the oil would keep jumping out, look at my hand, and here..."

Jiang Yuhan, who was dizzy from hearing it, looked down, his complexion instantly sank.

I saw that the back of her fair hand and forearm were densely covered with small red dots, some of which had bulged small blisters, and the light reflected it.

"Aren't you fooling around, who asked you to cook, come here!"

Sitting on the sofa with someone in his arms, Jiang Yuhan found a medicine box to disinfect her, and then applied burn ointment.

Seeing Yan Xin pouting in pain, and smelling the smell in the air, Jiang Yuhan didn't know whether he should cry or laugh for a moment.

After stroking her head, he got up and went to the kitchen to turn on the range hood, checked the gas switch, and then returned to the living room.

Staring at her for a while, "Why do you suddenly want to cook for me?"

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Speak, I'm listening!"

In fact, she had been squatting under the dining table for a long time, and she had figured out what she should think about, and she couldn't hide this kind of thing, so she mustered up the courage to tell her what Ming Yi asked her to say.

"You mean, if you use your heart and soul to save Mingyuan, then you will fall into a deep sleep?"

"And you don't even know when you'll wake up?"

Pursing her lips, Yan Xin nodded, "Yes."

"Maybe half a year, maybe a year, maybe five years, maybe..."

"I see."

Before she could finish saying maybe, Jiang Yuhan nodded, and looked at her seriously.

"Have you decided?"

Seeing his calm appearance, although Yan Xin didn't want to nod, she finally nodded.

"Yes."

The two looked at each other, and finally Jiang Yuhan pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay, but I only have one request."

Seeing Yan Xin nodded, he continued, "No matter how long you are unconscious, during this period, you must stay at home."

"..."

His request was a bit beyond Yan Xin's expectations, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Just when she was hesitating, Jiang Yuhan got up uncharacteristically and walked towards the kitchen. When he came back, he had a fruit knife in his hand.

"..."

It has to be said that Yan Xin was stunned by this operation.

No matter when, he will not hurt himself, Yan Xin is very clear.

Besides, even if someone really wants to hurt her, it's useless!

Staring at Jiang Yuhan standing in front of him, "What are you doing with the knife?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell you my attitude."

Jiang Yuhan stared at her calmly, "I don't object to the decision you made, I know that even if I object, it won't change anything."

"But you must let me see you all the time when you are sleeping, otherwise I will go wherever you go!"

I will go wherever you go
This is what it means to co-author him to hold a knife!

"You don't think that if I go back to the Yin Division, you will kill yourself and go to the Yin Division to find me?"

isn't it?
She expressed doubts on her face. Isn't this kind of plot only found in dog blood dramas?

And shouldn't the one holding the knife be a woman?

This……

"Yes, that's what I meant."

Although he felt that what he had done was really stupid, he still nodded firmly.

"you……"

Before Yan Xin could express anything, the judge's laughter rang out first.

"Hahaha, okay, this brother is interesting!"

The two looked back, only to see the judge in a red robe swinging his wide sleeves to the ground, and then sat down on the sofa under the gaze of the two.

As soon as he sat down, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he stared at Yan Xin without blinking.

And Jiang Yuhan, who was still holding a knife in his hand, sat down next to Yan Xin, full of protection.

"Okay, don't be wary of me, just be wary of thieves, I won't call a fool like her."

Yan Xin, who was called a fool, pouted, "I knew it, Xiao Si tipped you off, right?"

It's fine if she doesn't say anything, but when she said judge, she raised her eyebrows angrily, and Jiang Yuhan sneezed straight away because his breath was frozen.

"Are you looking for a fight? It's almost done!" Yan Xin gave him a vicious look, and then shot a trace of spiritual energy from the soul bracelet onto Jiang Yuhan.

He is a judge, and he has pure yin energy on his body. A mortal like Jiang Yuhan would have a mild cold even if he catches a little bit of a cold!
(End of this chapter)