My husband killed me with his own hands to save the daughter he had with his mistress.
He thought I could be resurrected, so he cryogenically preserved my body. Day and night, he cleaned me, ...
"You don't have to make yourself so smelly, I won't touch you!"
Zhou Bingchen bent down and tapped his head, then turned around to get his coat and prepare to go to another room to sleep.
I was stunned, ashamed and angry!
Am I being rejected?
"Zhou Binchen!"
I turned around and called out to him, "Do you have an incurable disease?"
Zhou Binchen was stunned. He didn't turn around to look at me, nor did he answer.
But I knew his silence was a sign of agreement.
I went up to him, grabbed his shirt, and said in a generous tone, "I don't mind your illness. We can each get what we need in our final days!"
It's not that I have to insist on having it done with him now.
In those few seconds, I thought it through.
After that, in the little time left, I must rely on this man to take back the property that belongs to me and leave it to Chenchen as his guarantee. I must also rely on him to take revenge on that couple and make them penniless and end up in a miserable state. Only then can I leave this world with peace of mind.
Without waiting for him to react, I quickly stepped forward and turned off the light switch behind him, then hooked my arms around his neck and kissed him.
For a moment, I could feel the stiffness of the man in front of me, even stiffer than mine.
But the amazing thing is that his lips are so soft, sweet and soft like mine. Once I touched them, I couldn't bear to let go of his lips.
As expected, any man who has no problems will not be easily teased.
The next second, his breathing became faster and faster. He grabbed the back of my head forcefully and domineeringly, and took the initiative to kiss me back deeply.
The man's kiss was random, immature yet filled with a surging heat, and was filled with overwhelming male hormones that seemed to drown me, a cold person.
I took advantage of the situation and let his hand climb up my back.
The next second, the man pulled his hands back from my back and held my face, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, and the kiss became deeper and deeper.
In the darkness, a drop of scalding liquid hit my cold cheek.
Wet and itchy.
It was like a strange warm current flowing into my heart that had long dried up and stopped beating, making my heart beat faster and burning me so much that my whole body trembled.
When I smelled the blood of his broken red lips, I suddenly realized that Zhou Binchen didn't even know how to kiss.
It was like he was kissing for the first time.
At this moment, I felt something in my mind was about to burst out.
But my mind was still in a mess and I couldn't find the answer.
I opened my eyes hazily, looking at the man in front of me who seemed to be venting endless emotions, and I felt that something I had held on to before had completely collapsed.
Now, I really want to have an inexplicable night with this man.
My hands trembled as I groped for his waist. The temperature in the room rose steadily with my movements. Suddenly, the cell phone rang, breaking the beauty of the room.
Zhou Bingchen rested his forehead against mine, breathing heavily, but he was reluctant to let go of the hand holding my cheek.
His hands were so hot that they warmed my cold face.
I gripped his belt tightly. At that moment, I really hated this untimely call, but I still reminded him, "Hurry up and answer the phone!"
Zhou Bingchen paused for a few seconds before reluctantly letting go of me, turning on the light, picking up his phone and answering the call.
Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but frown and looked at me with worry.
My heart skipped a beat, knowing something had happened again!
*
When I arrived at the community where the Qiao family lived, Jiang Xi was already waiting at the door.
When Jiang Xi saw me, she smiled guiltily, "I'm sorry, honey, I've delayed your first night together!"
I was shocked by her words. How come she seemed to be hiding under Zhou Binchen and I's bed and knew everything about us?
"You just said that according to the report, Ji Xing and Ji Linting are really not related by blood?"
I changed the subject and asked directly why he was in such a hurry to come here.
Jiang Xi just called and said that the report she had someone redo was out.
At that time, Ji Linting and Qiao Zhixian were under investigation at the police station, so the Qiao family had to take Ji Nannan and Ji Xing home.
Jiang Xi told me that when the two elders of the Qiao family saw the report, they came up with a bizarre idea to force me to rescue their precious daughter and son-in-law.
The house where the two elders of the Qiao family live is an old, dilapidated and small one.
Over the years, the combined income of the two teachers has been more than enough to support three children.
But because Qiao Zhixian has been studying art for a long time, sometimes learning painting, sometimes learning dancing, and sometimes enrolling in some socialite training class, each one is extremely expensive.
But Qiao Zhixian often painted a rosy picture for them, telling them that these investments would be paid back hundreds of times after she married a rich man, so the two elders of the Qiao family gritted their teeth and insisted on spending money to let her study.
But for working class people like them, they soon became stretched to the limit and unable to make ends meet.
So later they sold the house they lived in and even owed foreign debts.
Seeing that their eldest daughter, whom they placed all their hopes on, finally married into a wealthy family and just bought a house, is now thrown into prison and is also facing the heavy blow of knowing that this eldest daughter is not their biological daughter. How can they not panic?
So I came up with the idea of using Ji Xing to force me to submit.
When Jiang Xi brought me into the residential building, a large group of people had already gathered on the first floor.
I looked up at the child's precarious figure on the rooftop, sighed helplessly, and followed Jiang Xi upstairs.
On the rooftop.
I was shocked to find that some reporters would go to the trouble of coming in the middle of the night to film the sequel to this family's melodramatic drama.
Looking at Qiao's father and mother who were pretending to be anxious to persuade Ji Xing to come down from the balcony, their eyes were actually full of hypocrisy and calculation.
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