Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Smiling and tracing her lips
Ahhh! What a psycho! Xing Kui curled up in her quilt, pounding the bed and scratching her ears. Help! Jiang Yuming is coming to Zhou Jing's house to steal, steal, steal from her...
She said "don't", but she guessed that Jiang Yuming, who hung up the phone with a smile, would not listen and was already on his way to Zhou Jing's house.
If rolling around hadn't been so difficult on her legs, Xing Kui would have wanted to roll back and forth in the quilt a hundred times. She lay exhausted on the bed, feeling dizzy for a moment.
She really couldn't understand Jiang Yuming. He made her feel quite dangerous. If she put him in a game instance as a boss, his dangerousness level would definitely be SSS, or a hidden level within SSS.
But Jiang Yuming was very good to her. He would warm her hands and feet, tuck her in at night, and no matter how busy he was every day, he would always take time to listen to every word she said.
If this were Xing Kui's own home, if she lived alone, she wouldn't be afraid of Jiang Yuming coming. But this happened to be Zhou Jing's home, where she and Zhou Jing lived alone, and her lips still bore the marks of kisses—destroy it!
Xing Kui leaned against the head of the bed. Even a genius wouldn't be able to solve this problem. It would be better to eat more strawberries before dying.
It’s better to eat less. I don’t know whether Jiang Yuming likes strawberries or not. Leave some for him to coax him.
This one is red enough and must be sweet, so leave it to him.
This one has a beautiful shape and it makes me happy just looking at it. I’ll leave it to him.
This...
At nine o'clock, a doorbell rang in Zhou Jing's house. Jiang Yuming came.
Zhou Jing, who was still processing court documents in the study, frowned and looked up. Who would come to visit at this time? Is Li Chengchuan so impatient?
Xing Kui was given the daytime. Zhou Jing still had a lot of things to do and didn't like being disturbed while working, but he still opened the door for the visitor politely and gentlemanly. There were several Band-Aids on the knuckles of his hand holding the door handle, and the brown edges were soaked with blood.
“Surprise!”
When Zhou Jing saw the person coming, confusion flashed across his brows.
Jiang Yuming, wearing a white coat and a thin red knit, walked straight into the house, stretched lazily, yawned, and smiled. "It's too late after the operation, and the car can't drive back. Do you mind if I stay at your house tonight?"
At the entrance, Zhou Jing turned and looked at him: "The distance between your home and the hospital and the distance between my home and the hospital, you can check it on the map."
"Aha." Jiang Yuming raised an eyebrow nonchalantly and glanced around Zhou Jing's house, searching for Xing Kui's bedroom. "I was so tired and got lost. I ended up driving to the wrong place, which happened to be close to your house."
No one would believe such a careless lie. Zhou Jing pointed and said, "Li Chengchuan just moved across the street. Just go out and walk forward."
"Alright, alright, you saw through me. I have other motives." The room opposite the study faces east and is sunny, making it suitable for patients. Jiang Yuming looked at Zhou Jing meaningfully and pursed her red lips. "I'm here on behalf of Old Li. I heard from Old Li that Xing Kui has been staying at your house recently."
Zhou Jing's brows turned cold, he curled up his fingers, and the band-aid on his knuckles wrinkled.
"Old Li believes you, but I remember that the elders once said that you and Old Li have the most compatible temperaments. You two might like the same type of girl. Let me do a surprise check to see if you are so clean towards Xing Kui."
After saying that, without giving Zhou Jing a chance to react, Jiang Yuming quickly ran to the opposite side of the study, opened the door, entered, and locked the door, all in one go.
"Jiang Yuming! Open the door!"
Ignoring his good brother's knocks on the door, Jiang Yuming smiled at Xing Kui who was sitting on the bed: "I haven't seen you for a few days. You have changed."
Zhou Jing's house was well soundproofed, so Xing Kui didn't hear the conversation outside, but she guessed that Jiang Yuming had used some tricks. After all, wasn't it a bit heartless to lock the owner of the house out of the door?
Xing Kui smiled awkwardly and tried to purse her lips. The swelling was not ugly, and it was easy to remind people of a pink cherry.
"He did it?" Jiang Yuming approached and lifted her chin with his long fingers. His thumb traced the edge of her lips along the corner of her mouth, stopped at the center of her lips, and pressed lightly.
Jiang Yuming narrowed his overly bright eyes, his face showing danger. He did not use any force on his hands, as he knew that even a little force might leave a mark on her skin.
"Our good child doesn't tell me everything." He said this, but seemed to have guessed it long ago. He didn't get angry, but sat down beside her bed and stroked her lips with a smile.
"You made me pretend to have cravings." Stop laughing! Xing Kui looked towards the door. There was no movement outside. She raised the fruit plate to block Jiang Yuming. "Don't kiss me, Doctor Jiang. This is Zhou Jing's house. Zhou Jing definitely has a spare key. Do you want to eat strawberries? I picked them specially."
Jiang Yuming took a look and said, "If you want me to stop kissing you, you can't exchange it for strawberries of this quality."
"Isn't this great? I've left all the sweet and pretty ones for you." Xing Kui was puzzled. "Then what do you want to exchange for them? There are so many strawberries here, but there's nothing you like?"
Jiang Yuming's eyes turned dark, and his gaze slowly moved down from Xing Kui's cheek. He looked like a poisonous snake made out of flowers, with a strong fragrance of roses.
"Don't be silent." Xing Kui was anxious. "You can exchange it for anything, as long as you don't kiss me. Hurry up, Zhou Jing will be here soon."
Suddenly, Jiang Yuming raised his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Okay, then look at me and say 'I'm so glad to meet me' again."
Xing Kui quickly repeated: "I'm so glad you met me."
Jiang Yuming laughed: "Change me to you."
Xing Kui said: "I'm so glad to meet you." Huh? This seems to be what she said before on the phone. Is this why Jiang Yuming came here?
"So cute." Jiang Yuming rubbed her head. She shrank her head in confusion. His warm fingers shuttled back and forth in her hair. "It's okay not to kiss you. I just had surgery and my hands are all smelly with blood. Let me touch somewhere else to get rid of the smell."
His hands smelled of blood, and he was still touching her head? Xing Kui frowned and glared at him. She sniffed, but didn't smell any blood. She relaxed her brows. Wait, what did he say? Where did he want to touch?
His fingertips touched her waist, lifted the corner of her clothes, and easily slipped in. Before she could react, his warm and soft palm and five fingers covered the side of her waist: "Here, has he touched it before?"
Xing Kui's waist trembled.
"Don't shiver, Xing Kui. You're so cold. Let me warm you up."
I don't mean to bully her, I just don't understand, has Zhou Jing taken good care of her? Why is she still so cold at home? It would be better if he took her home and warmed her up.
Jiang Yuming's venomous gaze was fixed on Xing Kui's lips. He probably still wanted to kiss her, but he suppressed the thought and used his palm to rub her repeatedly.
Xing Kui trembled, hoping that he would finish as soon as possible, and answered: "No, no, he only touched my mouth."
"Really?" Jiang Yuming approached her with his aggressively handsome face, his voice low and like a siren from the deep sea, "Then every time he kissed you hard, did you miss me?"
Click, the door was pushed open. Zhou Jing held the spare key and stared at the scene: Xing Kui was covered with a quilt, and Jiang Yuming was sitting on the edge of the bed with one hand in the quilt.
The light shone on the gold-rimmed glasses. Zhou Jing came over in an instant and pulled Jiang Yuming away. The wardrobe was hit with a heavy sound.
He pressed his hands on Xing Kui's shoulders and asked, "Is he fucking you?"
Xing Kui's eyes trembled.
Mom, my God, how do I explain this, this.
"Hey, hey, hey, do you think I'm that kind of person?" Jiang Yuming, who had bumped into the wardrobe, stood up, patted his wrinkled clothes, and laughed playfully, "A lawyer with so much strength, no wonder he could kiss a little girl's mouth swollen." He raised his slender fingers, and his fingertips were pinching a green leaf covering the strawberry. "I just saw the leaf fall on her, so I picked it up."
When did he take the leaves!
I admire Jiang Yuming. He probably thought of a way to deal with it before he took action.
Zhou Jing looked at Xing Kui and asked her for confirmation. Xing Kui glanced at Jiang Yuming and said, "No, he lied."
She grabbed Zhou Jing's arm and said, "He asked me if you kissed me on the mouth. I said you only touched my mouth, but he didn't believe me. Then he wanted to check other places."
Jiang Yuming raised his lips: "Do you believe her or me?"
Good boy, good cooperation.
Zhou Jing was not easy to fool. He didn't believe it just now, but now he believed it. He pulled the quilt for Xing Kui and said, "You have a good rest. Get out of here."
He took Jiang Yuming away. Xing Kui stared at the closed door and bit her fingers. Jiang Yuming gave her a look just now, and she understood that Dr. Jiang came to help her pursue Zhou Jing.
What a puzzling mind, wanting to kiss her while trying to match her up with someone else.
Xing Kui closed his eyes and crossed his hands, praying that both of them were good people and they should not fight outside.
It was too late to pray. Even if the Bodhisattva heard it, he couldn't stop it. As soon as he left Xing Kui's bedroom, Zhou Jing swung his fist towards Jiang Yuming, aiming precisely at the corner of his mouth that was always upturned.
"Shouldn't I be the one to beat you up?" Jiang Yuming wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, his bleeding lips still bent. "I didn't touch anything and didn't really mean to. But you, our good brother, you kissed Li Chengchuan's fiancée. Did you ask Li Chengchuan's opinion?"
Zhou Jing adjusted his breathing: "They have broken up. It is Xing Kui's freedom to kiss anyone she wants. Besides, I have my reasons."
separate?
How did he use the word "break up" to describe the relationship between Xing Kui and Li Chengchuan?
Ah... Zhou Jing didn't know that Xing Kui had lost her memory?
It's interesting and reasonable. Li Chengchuan won't mention it, and Xing Kui who has lost her memory has no way of mentioning it. Doesn't Zhou Jing have any channel to know about it?
Jiang Yuming lowered his thick black eyelashes, a smile spreading in his eyes: "Really? You have your reasons, then I will go find Li Chengchuan and let him hear why you kissed his fiancée."
Zhou Jing watched him leave and followed him, but at a very slow pace. When Jiang Yuming reached the door, he turned and sat on the sofa in the living room. "Go ahead. It's a good time to find Li Chengchuan. I also want to talk to him about why Xu Ye asked Xing Kui to have dinner with him."
Jiang Yuming stopped.
Zhou Jing pulled out a tissue. The wound under the bandage on his palm was bleeding again because of the way he punched Jiang Yuming. Blood seeped out from the edge of the bandage. "Xu Ye doesn't understand anything. Tell me, where did he get the idea to treat Xing Kui to dinner?"
Jiang Yuming raised his eyebrows slightly: "He is still in school, maybe he got advice from his classmates."
Zhou Jing wiped the blood from his palm and said slowly, "Xu Ye is a stubborn person, but would he rashly use the childish teasing of his peers on someone he fell in love with at first sight?"
Jiang Yuming said in a contemptuous tone: "Who knows? Young people are easily impulsive. You are thirty years old, so why bother trying to figure out the thoughts of a twenty-year-old? Oh, yes, Xu Ye is still in the autumn, and he is not even twenty years old yet."
Zhou Jing wiped the blood clean: "Jiang Yuming."
"Okay." Jiang Yuming moved from the doorway and sat on the sofa opposite Zhou Jing, casually crossing his legs. The corners of his lips were injured, but his charm did not diminish. "You found out. Xu Ye invited Xing Kui to dinner, which was my masterpiece."
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