Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 129 Miss Jiang Takes the Initiative to Attack

Jiang Yimian often sees an adjective in some literary works called "Lei's charred outside and tender inside".

She used to be curious about what kind of thunder method it was, until today when she heard Feng Beiting's words.

I feel bad all over...

He didn't give her much time to think, and he found her lips to kiss, more passionate and charming than ever before.

Jiang Yimian couldn't push him away, so she could only try to avoid his kiss to find a chance to negotiate with him, "There is someone!"

"Ju Si, get out of the car."

"Yes."

From the beginning to the end, Prison Temple kept his eyes on the front and drove the car intently, extremely calm.

However, this is only on the surface.

In fact, he was sending messages to Su Fu and Yunque with shaking hands.

[Prison Temple: The Fourth Young Master is sick!Hurry up! 】

【lark:! ! 】

[Su Fu:? ? 】

The two people behind were not with Feng Beiting all day long, so they didn't know much about the specific situation. Seeing that their young master had been silent for a while, they thought Dr. Wen's treatment was effective, and their fourth young master was finally going to return to normal up.

Who knows-

The slap came so fast.

They don't know the situation, but the Prison Temple knows it all.

It was indeed calm at first, and he also thought that the Fourth Young Master was getting better gradually.

But in the last week, Prison Temple found that his young master's state was a little bit wrong, and he often held Miss Jiang's photo for more than an hour.

After finally going around the street, he actually bought a lot of baby products.

Not to mention, he actually asked a designer to design a set of cribs, ranging from swaddling to primary school sizes, a series like nesting dolls.

Although Prison Temple thought it was a bit weird for him to do this, he didn't realize that he was just sick. After all, there was no sign at all in the early stage, and Miss Jiang didn't stimulate him, so there was no reason for him to be sick.

Then things turned into what it is now, and the prison temple realized that the illness of the fourth young master of their family was not getting better, but getting worse.

It's the same as virus mutation.

He is now so serious that he will fall ill without being stimulated, and the attack is silent, making it hard to guard against.

Prison Temple summed it up. He felt that the Fourth Young Master of their family was crazy about Miss Jiang.

Lovesickness becomes sick or something, the ancients are sincere and do not deceive themselves.

Hearing the conversation between Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting just now, Prison Temple screamed in his heart!Roaring!

He especially wanted to tell Jiang Yimian that the Fourth Young Master of their family was not sick in his head, but in his heart.

And it's already terminally ill.

But the Fourth Young Master didn't order, so he didn't dare to speak.

At this moment, the car pulled over and stopped, and prison temple unbuttoned his seat belt and got out of the car expressionlessly. When he stepped out of the car with one foot, his legs trembled a little.

Fear……

They're going to have a bad day again.

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inside the car.

Jiang Yimian pushed Feng Beiting's face away with all her strength, pulled her clothes back, her hair was slightly loose, and her lips were red and swollen.

Looking at Feng Beiting's frighteningly bright eyes, Miss Jiang knew what state she was in without looking.

She slapped Feng Beiting's mouth with a "slap", temporarily preventing his lips from sticking again.

"No, no! There are people outside!"

"They can't see it." He bullied himself as he said that.

Jiang Yimian pushed back with hands and feet, and put her knee in front of Feng Beiting's body, "That won't work either! The car will vibrate!"

"I take it easy."

"You can't do it lightly! What if I can't help but scream?!"

Feng Beiting didn't speak any more, his eyes were shining brightly as he looked at her, the light in his eyes was like fire.

Burning his own reason is enough to ignite the enthusiasm of others.

Jiang Yimian's every sentence seemed to push her into the abyss of the sea of ​​desire. She had clearly seen that Feng Beiting's reason was wandering on the edge, but she still didn't think it was enough, and continued, "Feng Beiting, it's uncomfortable here... "

She blinked her round eyes and looked at him pitifully, the water in her eyes was shining and charming.

Her pink lips curled slightly, as if she was about to cry for him at any time.

Deliberate acting like a baby is the most deadly.

Seeing her like this, Feng Beiting felt that his heart had been hit hard.

He held her hand and kissed her palm lightly, and asked softly, "Then shall we go home?"

"……Um."

As long as it's not here, it doesn't matter where it is.

A few hundred meters away is the police station, she is crazy to choose to deal with him here.

After finally coaxing Feng Beiting to take her out of here, the result was that Jiang Yimian was taken to the Muse bar, which was obviously another "den" of his.

The entire top floor is his private space, Jiang Yimian was led by him to walk in, when Jiang Zhuo suddenly called her on the way, she almost lost her wits in fright.

Rejection is obviously out of the question.

But if you accept...

Glancing at the person in front of him, Jiang Yimian felt that this move was no different from "exploding himself".

While struggling, Feng Beiting also heard the "buzzing" sound of her mobile phone, and his eyes changed in an instant, like a husband who suspected his wife was cheating.

Jiang Yimian felt that if he pressed her head and slammed it against the wall again, then An Jiahe would be considered a successor, and "Don't Talk to Strangers" could make another sequel.

"Why didn't you answer?" His tone was cold.

"Haha... just, just heard..."

With a stiff smile on the corner of her mouth, Jiang Yimian stretched out the hand that was retracted into the sleeve and held the phone under tremendous pressure.

Seeing the word "Fourth Brother" jumping on the screen, Feng Beiting's eyes sank, obviously unhappy.

As for why he was unhappy, Jiang Yimian didn't dare to ask, for fear that he would be "executed" on the spot if he asked.

"Take it." He urged her softly.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yimian slid down the answer button, followed by her mouth crackling like a firecracker, "Fourth brother, why did you call me all of a sudden after you finished your work? Beep beep——

Oh brother, my phone is about to run out of battery, so let's not talk about it!

I'm shopping in the mall to buy two pieces of clothes, and I'll go home later, hang up. "

Jiang Zhuo: "..."

Xiao Mian's speaking speed is a bit hot.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Zhuo didn't even say "Hello".

"Xiao Mian, what did you say?" Jiang Lan just came back from the outside, squeezed some disinfectant on her hands, and wiped them carefully.

"Going shopping, I said I'll be back later.

I thought she was already home. After thinking about it, Jiang Zhuo hesitated, "She said that the battery of the mobile phone is almost dead, why don't people notice where she is, and I will pick her up?" "

Although Ji Han has already pleaded guilty, he is not the only pervert in this world, his sister is so cute, what if someone else is watching him!
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Zhuo almost grabbed the key and went out.

But Jiang Lan calmly stopped her.

"Ah Zhuo, Xiao Mian has grown up, she is no longer the child she used to be.

She has her own life, we don't need to interfere too much. "Isn't it good to give her more space, after all, they can't take care of her forever.

"Third brother, I just care about her."

"I understand." Jiang Lan patted him on the shoulder, "But with you like this, she has no personal space at all, how can she find a boyfriend in the future!"

"Boyfriend?! Doesn't she dislike Lin Sinan?"

"Does it have to be Lin Sinan? Can't she like others?"

"Others? Who?"

Jiang Lan's eyes moved slightly, and she said calmly, "...I just assumed, I didn't refer to anyone in particular."

Jiang Zhuo didn't notice his strangeness, and walked upstairs while muttering, "It shouldn't be so fast, she just put Lin Sinan down..."

Jiang Lan didn't answer the call again, I don't know if he didn't hear it or for some reason.

He looked sideways out of the window, his eyes were warm.

It's winter...

If someone loves you, your heart will be warmer.

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Muse bar.

Feng Beiting was playing with Jiang Yimian's phone with one hand, pinched her waist with the other and pressed her against the door, and asked her in a deep voice, "Why did you lie? Why didn't you just tell him that you were with me?"

Jiang Yimian: "..."

How much alcohol would it take to utter such nonsense!

She thought that if he ate some peanuts, he wouldn't be so drunk.

"Is such that……"

"Mianmian, you never thought about our future, did you?"

"..."

Jiang Yimian has never experienced such a breakdown since he was a child.

The few times when he wanted to hit the wall and commit suicide, he had a conversation with Feng Beiting.

"Feng Beiting..."

"You said you liked me a little bit, but you were lying to me."

"No, listen to me..."

"The person you really care about is Lin Sinan." He accused her word by word, his eyes filled with anger and despair, and his emotions almost collapsed.

"Everyone said no!"

"It's me who has been delusional..."

He didn't say the word "want" in the back, but his mouth was suddenly sealed.

The instigator was Jiang Yimian's lips.

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　　dream boy
　　An accident, the whole family traveled across time, when the unlucky Miss Gu family turned into a modern koi full of luck...

　　With a small mouth, he reaped a life-and-death friend who was determined to die; with a small foot, he suppressed the best relatives who were jumping up and down; with a wave of a small hand, he picked up a noble and beautiful husband-in-law.

　　With a world-renowned good-looking appearance and peerless medical skills, she can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with her slender hands, and can hold an abacus and medicine pestle, but she never thought of holding one's hand, and she will grow old forever.

　　Someone bent his lips and smiled: It's okay, when you meet your husband, don't think about it too late.

　　She is his flower like a brocade, and he is her godsend.

　　From then on, the time is quiet and good, talking with you;

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