Blood, it does excite him.

He put his emotions down before he looked up again.

Jiang Jiusheng gets up and walks behind him.

When Jin sits, She Stoops to stand, wiped the thin sweat that wiped his forehead with finger abdomen: "tired not tired?"

Shi Jin nodded: "it's more tired than my main Dao." "Remote guidance is no higher risk of misjudgment than personal surgery," he said

Jiang Jiusheng doesn't know medicine, but admires Shijin's professional quality. He is not disordered when facing danger, or he is kind-hearted, or he specializes in art. In a word, he doesn't look as elegant and cold, serious and holy as usual.

He may be a natural healer.

Jiang Jiusheng raised his hand and pressed the temple for Shijin. The technique was learned from Xiao Qiao. His movements were clumsy.

Shijin held her eyes and looked up and asked, "are you afraid?"

Jiang Jiusheng gave a very honest answer: "I wanted to see the operation, but I don't know what happened. I'm here to see you."

He smiled: "like it?"

She nodded and admitted, "I love it." Leaning over, she kissed Shijin on her face. "I like you, and I like that you are a doctor."

He probably didn't know what he looked like when he saved people. He was so shocked that his heart was moved.

When Jin suddenly eyes: "then if I am not a doctor?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Jiusheng said, "there is no such if."

He was silent.

Indeed, he will certainly become what she likes, and there will be no difference with if.

"Besides," Jiang Jiusheng paused.

When Jin entwined her eyes, the bottom of her eyes was glowing: "and what?"

"And even if you are not a doctor," Jiang Jiusheng said slowly, "you will be my Mr. Shi."

When Jin Yang lips, smile shallow, eyes soaked in a gentle water color.

It's a beautiful smile.

Jiang Jiusheng reached out and circled around Jin's back. She picked up a beautiful strawberry from the fruit plate on the desk. She took a bite, leaned over, and pressed her lips against Jin's, and put the tip of her tongue in.

Shijin is very cooperative and opens her mouth slightly.

Jiang Jiusheng retreated a little and licked his lips: "is it sweet?"

"Sweet."

When the Adam's apple rolled, Jin swallowed it, and then held her back: "Sheng Sheng."

"Well?"

He didn't speak. He took yuan Jiusheng and changed his position. He stood up. She sat down and looked down. His lips just fell on her lips, sticking out the tip of her tongue. His mouth was full of sour and sweet strawberry flavor.

I have been intimate for a long time.

Shijin retreated and said, "can I draw a picture for you?"

Numb on the lips, Jiang Jiusheng subconsciously licked: "why suddenly want to draw?"

"Today you praised the street painter."

So?

When Jin concise and comprehensive: "the desire to win."

“....”

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't laugh or cry, and nodded, "what's the pose?"

When Jin got up, looked for pencil and blank paper on the desk, said: "you feel comfortable."

Jiang Jiusheng moved his chair, propped up his chin, and half sprawled on the table.

When Jin turned the lamp to her side: "is it dazzling?"

"No."

Shi Jin began to trace on paper. She bowed her head carefully and looked up at her from time to time. The light was very dark, not dazzling, but the stars were hidden in her eyes, which were brilliant.

Jiang Jiusheng lies on the table and looks at Shijin's painting. Only ten minutes later, she is drowsy and thinks that Shijin is better than her sleeping pills.

When Jin put down her pen, also lying on the table, looked at her for a long time, kissed her face, and then gently hugged her to bed.

Jiang Jiusheng is in a dream. He doesn't open his eyes and continues to sleep. Maybe she was tired from the concert. She slept well. When Jin wiped her face and hands, she didn't wake up. He sat at the head of the bed and watched her for a while, turned off the light and changed her clothes.

There is no light, only a light moonlight outside the window, gentle faint yellow, on the ground, fell a shadow.

At night, Jin's voice was very light: "baby, raise your hand."

The sleeping ginger Jiusheng is very obedient.

The next day, the wind is smooth and the winter sun is warm.

Jiang Jiusheng wakes up naturally after sleeping. There is a cup of warm water and a picture at the head of the bed. It's her in the picture. It's delicate and beautiful. It's famous on the paper. It's written with the words "Shi Jin" on the end. She likes it very much. She collects the pictures carefully and then sets a coat to go downstairs.

Downstairs, Shijin is making breakfast.

She said it early, sleepy and her eyes half narrowed.

"Breakfast is almost ready. Go and brush your teeth first." When Jin walked over, she gently pressed the curled hair on her head, "toothpaste and towel are on the sink, do not use cold water to wash."

At first, Jiang Jiusheng was a little confused. She went to the bathroom. Then, within half a minute, she trotted out."Shijin."

He said in the kitchen, "hmm?"

She still had a toothbrush in her hand, and asked Shijin, "who changed my clothes?"

When Jin turned off the fire and went out of the kitchen, she wiped the toothpaste foam on the corner of her mouth with her finger belly, saying, "Sheng Sheng, we are the only one here."

That is to say, it was Shi Jin who changed it.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jin was a little cramped and asked, "do you mind?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.

When Jin slightly loosen eyebrows: "you sleep well, I can't bear to wake you up." After a pause, he added, "I turned off the light."

She buried her head, her face was hot, her heart was tickling, her mood was strange and inexplicable.

"I'm sorry," Shijin said, "without your prior consent."

Jiang Jiusheng almost blurted out, "I agree."

He smiled, his eyes full of joy.

Jiang Jiusheng is completely embarrassed. She's finished. She's not stupid. How did she get there? She's so stupid.

Shijin rubs her hair: "first wash your face, I'll serve you porridge."

"Oh."

After dinner, Shijin's medical assistant called, which roughly means: did the doctor take a vacation? If we don't go back to the hospital, the patients will be dying.

A euphemism similar to this.

Jiang Jiusheng felt that Tianbei hospital would close down without her family.

She stood by the pool, to help Shijin wash dishes, but he did not let her touch the water, she said: "let's go back tomorrow."

"Don't worry, you can stay as long as you want."

Think about it, her family doctors time is life.

Jiang Jiusheng then said, "the company is still waiting for me to go back for the celebration banquet. Tomorrow evening, you can join me."

Shijin follows her wishes.

Jiang Jiusheng doesn't like to be busy. Even if he has leisure, he doesn't want to go out. In the morning, he sleeps in the movie room of the homestay to watch a movie. Shi Jin accompanies her to watch it. It's a foreign soft science fiction movie. The movie's hero is an internationally renowned actor with first-class acting skills.

Of course, the beauty and figure are first-class.

Jiang Jiusheng boasted, "the abdominal muscles are very beautiful."

Six, neat, not exaggerated, just right, full of masculinity.

Really, she's just talking about it.

Not long after she finished, Jin replied calmly, "I have too."

Jiang Jiusheng is dumbfounded. She has only recently discovered that Shijin's desire to win or lose is not so strong.

Then, five minutes later

Shijin holds her in her arms and lets her sit on her legs.

"What's the matter?"

When Jin didn't return, she grabbed her hand and put it in the sweater at home. From his abdomen, she took her hand up. It was cold, and her hand was slightly cool, which made her even hotter.

"Sheng Sheng," Shijin's voice was very low and a little hoarse. She asked, "is it clear?"

Jiang Jiusheng nodded.

Well, Shijin has eight pieces. It's not abrupt and has clear texture. It must be very beautiful. She is not shy at all. She put her other hand into his sweater, and suddenly wanted to lift Shijin's clothes. She was hesitating. Her moving hand suddenly stopped.

"Shijin, you --"

Shijin's cheeks are dyed with pink, and she moves back: "I'm sorry."

He let go of her, got up unnaturally, turned around, walked to the bathroom without saying a word, and then the sound of the water came out.

Jiang Jiusheng sat up straight as if nothing had happened, picked up the remote control, turned the sound of the movie to the maximum, then covered his hot face and laughed.

This movie is totally out of sight.

Jiang Jiusheng suggested going out for lunch, because she was reluctant to cook for her every day. She was not familiar with central and southern China, and the place was chosen by Shi Jin. It was not far from the accommodation, 20 minutes' drive.

It's a very stylish western restaurant with elegant decoration. It can be seen that it's not a simple place. The guests in and out of the restaurant wear extraordinary clothes. They must be rich or expensive. Oh, she even met the artists with familiar faces.

Generally speaking, this kind of place is hard to find. However, it seems that the waiter's attitude towards Shijin is learned, respectful and restrained.

When Jin asked for a separate VIP room, Jiang Jiusheng sat down and asked her, "have you ever been here?"

"Well." He nodded, didn't say much, just asked her, "what would you like to eat?"

Jiang Jiusheng didn't ask other questions: "you order it."

When Jin called the waiter to order, Jiang Jiusheng glanced at the menu. The names of the dishes were very strange. However, he always knew her preferences. She didn't have to worry about it. However, she wanted ice dessert.

When Jin did not according to her: "now too cold, you stomach can not stand."

Jiang Jiusheng gave up. In Mo Bing's words, only Shijin could control her.

When waiting for the meal, Shijin asked for a cup of warm water for her. When the waiter went out, he didn't close the door tightly. When the wind blew, he was half open. Suddenly, a figure stopped at the door.It's a man.

He shouted, "Shi Jin."

Jiang Jiusheng looked up and saw that the man at the door was very tall and elegant. He had white gloves on his right hand. He pushed the door in and said, "why don't you say a word back to central and southern China?" The man gave birth to a pair of eagle eyes, very fierce, but with a smile, his eyes fell on Jiang Jiusheng, with a look, "this is it?"

There is a knife in a smile.

Jiang Jiusheng suddenly thought of the word, she didn't say a word, just looked at Shijin.

When Jin got up, she left only one sentence: "Sheng Sheng, you eat first, and I'll be right back."

He walked in a hurry, but it was the man who hurriedly disturbed him. He looked at Jiang Jiusheng with unbridled eyes.

"Come out." It's the voice of Shijin, cold as ice.

That's when the man went out.

The door was closed.

Jiang Jiusheng felt only a slight tightness in his heart, which made him a little uneasy.

When Jin walked ten meters away, she leaned against the wall of the corridor, raised her eyes, looked cold, slightly with a sense of distance: "what's the matter?"

The man's eyes are smiling, his left hand is folded on the back of his right hand, and he rubs his gloves: "we are brothers. What else do we need to greet?"

Shijin obviously didn't want Zhou Xuan, so she turned around and left.

"The woman inside," the man said with a long tone and meaningful eyes, "would you like to introduce her?"

A pair of eagle eyes, smile.

The eleven sons of the Qin family are the most unpredictable. They are known as Confucian merchants. However, the people who have been in charge of nearly half of the Qin family's underground transactions can not be ruthless. Most of them are smiling Tigers with hidden needles.

When Jin stopped, looking back, her eyes were indifferent and she said, "it's nothing to do with you."

"How can it have nothing to do with it?" Qin Mingli smiled, his eyes were clear and specious, and looked at Shijin. "If you are a younger brother or sister in the future, of course, you should have a good understanding."

"Your little finger," pauses for a while, when Jin raised to raise Mou, eye has frost, "forgot how not?"

Qin Mingli's face was suddenly cold, his right hand was hanging on his side, clenched, his white glove's tail finger was shriveled and empty.

At the end of the corridor, the bamboo and wood door was suddenly pushed open, and the people at the door had just taken a step and lived again.

"Who's out there?"

I know that I am old at the first hearing, but my voice is as loud as a bell.

Qin Xiaoyi also stood at the door, looked at the people in the corridor, and replied, "Dad, it's six brothers."

In the room, there were more than ten people sitting around the log round table. The person sitting on the table was Qin Xing, the head of the Qin family. In the three provinces of central and southern China, he was honored as Qin Ye. He had passed Huajia, but he was still angry. His eyes were hale and hearty, and his eyes were raised slightly, which made people shudder.

"Come in."

It's the tone of command, the majesty, and the imperative.

Qin Mingli glanced past and Jin stepped into the room first. After a while, the white and slender hand pushed the door open and fell on the doorknob.

Did not go in, when Jin stood at the door, eyes cold.

All the Qin family members stopped their chopsticks and were silent, but they did not look up at the situation

The tone of voice is always inseparable.

No one in the room answered, but Shijin, still standing at the door, calmly and indifferently, said lightly, "someone is waiting for me."

The whole Qin family, only Shijin dare to go her own way.

Qin Xing's face was cold, and he was already a little angry: "eat first, and then come back to Qin's house with me."

When Jin ignored: "slow use."

Two words, neither cold nor hot, then he turned around.

The cup cover was suddenly buttoned down, Qin Xing raised his eyes and was furious: "stop for me!"

When Jin Dun, did not look back.

The whole Qin family, only when he Jin, reckless, not from the discipline, Qin family can not enter his eyes, even his father, he has never been in the eyes, do not crown the Qin family name, a rebellious.

In his whole life, Qin Xing licked his blood on the edge of the knife for most of his life. He had never seen any bloodbath. He had already passed the age of youth and vigor, and only these six sons, Shi Jin, once made him happy and angry.

"Even if you don't go back to the Qin family, you are still my son of Qin Xing. There are ways I can force you to come back," he said

When Jin Wen Yan, look back: "like eight years ago?"

His eyes, like a well in late autumn, are cold without waves or waves.

There was no one in the Qin family to answer, and they were suddenly silent.

Eight years ago, Shijin was the most important future leader of the Qin family. There were not a few Qin families coveting that position, but no one had ever shaken him.

Until he brought back a 16-year-old girl.

He kept the girl in a single building, locked the doors and windows, and put a gun in the door. Except for himself and his confidants, no one can go in, and there have been people who didn't abide by it. No one dared to be bold after his feet were abandoned by him.No one in the Qin family has seen the girl, and no information can be found. She was well protected by Shijin. Probably because of this, many eyes were fixed on the small building.

Such as Qin Xing, such as Qin Mingli.

How can the leader of the Qin family have weaknesses.

The leader of the Qin family finally has a dead end.

Later, the girl died.

When Jin broke Qin Mingli's finger, she never stepped into Qin's gate again.

After about ten minutes of touching, Jin still didn't come back. Jiang Jiusheng was a little worried and looked at the door frequently.

The waitress came in for the second time and asked, "Miss, would you like to serve now?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "I need to wait a little longer."

"OK." The waiter quit.

Jiang Jiusheng stopped her: "can I have red wine first?"

"No problem, please wait a moment." The waiter hesitated for a moment, a little embarrassed. "Can you sign for me? I'm your fan. "

It's a young woman, very shy.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded and said, "where is the signature?"

The waitress quickly took out a long hidden ballpoint pen from the sleeve, put down the silk scarf on her neck, spread it on the table, and couldn't wait to say, "here."

Jiang Jiusheng took over the pen and signed his name on the corner of the silk scarf. The handwriting was neat.

The waitress said thanks twice, folded the scarf carefully and tied it back to her neck. When she left, she whispered, "your boyfriend is very handsome."

"Thank you," Jiang Jiusheng said gracefully

The degree of red wine is very low. It's not spirits. Jiang Jiusheng drinks two glasses in a row. Before Jin comes back, she puts on her mask and goes to the bathroom.

Walking in the corridor, suddenly someone behind me was shouting: "sister."

Jiang Jiusheng looks back and sees a very beautiful young man.

He was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was born with red lips and white teeth. His eyes were beautiful and clean, especially his eyes. They were as clear as a piece of superior jade. They were pure and clear without elaborate work.

The boy is looking at her, eyes like water.

"Are you calling me?" Jiang Jiusheng asked

He didn't answer, but his beautiful eyes stared at each other for a long time without saying a word.

Jiang Jiusheng waited for a moment, but without a word, he smiled politely, turned around to go, but the young man followed him, and walked a few steps.

Looking back at the young man's face, she could not help being soft hearted and asked patiently, "what's the matter?"

He still didn't speak, just looked at her, a pair of beautiful pupils like glass beads.

Like you don't know the world.

It's like going through many vicissitudes.

The feeling of the youth to Jiang Jiusheng is very contradictory. His black and white eyes are clear, but there is a little haze in the deep.

She repeated, "is there something to say to me?"

Except for the old sister, the young man never spoke again.

Jiang Jiusheng was at a loss. At this moment, a young woman came face to face. She buried her head, walked in a hurry and ran into the young man's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Women apologized repeatedly.

The young man was frightened. He dodged each other's eyes, drew back into the corner of the wall, leaned down, and shivered slightly.

Jiang Jiusheng is determined. This beautiful young man is different from normal people.

She thought for a long time, went forward, thought about it, and stepped back two steps, and asked the young man, "do you need my help?"

The boy looked back a little and saw her. There was an urgent and complicated mood in the bottom of his eyes.

He didn't seem afraid of her.

"There are many people here, is it OK to go there?" Yuan Jiusheng said tentatively

The boy nodded.

Jiang Jiusheng led him to a place with few people. He didn't walk two steps. Someone was calling behind him.

"Jin Yu."

"Jin Yu."

The boy stopped.

Jiang Jiusheng turned around. The woman was shouting. She was wearing extraordinary clothes and looked eager. She was accompanied by a young woman.

She did not know the woman, but she knew the young woman, the Pearl of the Wen family, Wen Shihao.

Obviously, Wen Shihao also saw her coming together with the young man and the woman.

When the woman found the boy, she was obviously relieved. She pulled him to her side and said, "Why are you here?"

Presumably, this woman is the eldest miss of the Wens. She is a little older than wenshuning's sister. She looks like Wenshi.

In this way, I'm afraid that the young man is the one who has lost his head and tail. It's only said that the young man of Wen's family is not in good health and is placed abroad for recuperation. However the media can dig it up, there is no news.

"Jiang Jiusheng?" Wen Shihao noticed that people in front of him wore masks to cover most of his face."Ginger nine Sheng light returned:" Miss Wen

Wen Shihao said "really skillfully", turning to the person beside him and saying: "Mom, you take Jin Yu back first."

Wen Shuhua nods and pulls the boy away.

However, he did not move. He still stared at Jiang Jiusheng, opened his mouth difficultly, and squeezed out two words one by one: "No., No."

"Do you want my number?"

The boy nodded.

Jiang Jiusheng called the waiter, asked for a pen and paper, wrote a string of numbers and handed them to the boy.

The boy took over, his lips were slightly raised, and he left with his mother.

Wen Shihao's tone was surprised: "he actually spoke to you."

Jiang Jiusheng's eyes chased the young man's back, but he felt a sense of loss. Somehow, he always felt that back was familiar.

"That's my brother," wenshihao said. "He's been autistic for many years. He doesn't talk much, but he seems to like you very much."

So beautiful young man, Jiang Jiusheng is very happy. He rarely adds, "he just called my sister."

"Probably the wrong person." Wenshi looks at Jiang Jiusheng, and her eyes seem to have a deep meaning. "Remember the first time I saw you? Almost confused. You are very similar to Jin Yu's elder sister, Jiang Jiusheng, who died eight years ago. Since then, Jin Yu has been quiet. "

Jiang Jiusheng slightly twisted his eyebrows.

Wen Shihao's gentle and understanding appearance: "the relationship is a bit messy, isn't it?" When she spoke, she looked at Jiang Jiusheng all the time. "Jin Yu, surnamed Jiang, and I are the same mother and father. His other sister is the daughter of my stepfather and his ex-wife."

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