Chapter 877 Swelling and Pain
As soon as Ye Rou heard it, she knew that Jiang Chen had told Cheng Gang about Li Cheng.
She asked Cheng Gang: "Have you read that booklet?"
Cheng Gang nodded and continued, "The account books have been handed over to the Discipline Inspection Commission. We have received orders to cooperate with you in investigating Li Cheng's poisoning case."
He had heard Jiang Chen talk about their plan, and to be honest, he felt it was a bit unreliable.
But he didn't dare to say this for sure. After all, Jiang Chen and Ye Rou were a couple with some magical abilities.
In addition, before he came, Director Jiang received a call from Mayor Du, who asked them to fully cooperate with Ye Rou.
"I will attend the banquet tomorrow on behalf of Director Jiang, and I will be there to take care of you."
Hearing that Jiang Weiguo was not going, Ye Rou smiled as if she had guessed it and patted Cheng Gang on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work tomorrow."
"It's so hard..." Cheng Gang looked up with emotion, and met a pair of gloomy eyes in the rearview mirror. He shuddered, shut his mouth, and acted as a driver honestly.
Jiang Chen was dissatisfied with Ye Rou for ignoring him. He tightened his muscular arms and forcefully locked her in his broad and strong embrace.
The two of them were pressed tightly together, Ye Rou's face turned red and she quickly tried to push him away.
As a result, the more she pushed, the tighter the man hugged her. His arms tightened like a pair of pliers, tightly holding Ye Rou's chest.
Her already swollen and painful chest was pressed like this, and Ye Rou's eyes widened in pain. She struggled to get up, but her back was held tightly, making her unable to move.
"Jiang Chen, you... you let me go."
The soft body was nestled in my arms, and there was a subtle scent of milk floating in the fragrance.
Jiang Chen was addicted to it and naturally refused to let go. Instead, he hugged her tighter and tighter.
Ye Rou's breasts, which had been swollen and painful all day, were squeezed, feeling swollen and numb, and she let out a hiss.
When Jiang Chen heard Ye Rou's painful voice, he quickly let go of her and said nervously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ye Rou placed her hand on Jiang Chen's chest, her thick and curled eyelashes drooping, trembling like a black butterfly flapping its wings, and her delicate little face was frighteningly pale.
Cheng Gang was driving in front. Ye Rou refused to say directly that her chest hurt. She stammered and didn't utter a word. The corners of her eyes became redder, and her face became paler.
This frightened Jiang Chen, and he yelled at Cheng Gang, "Drive faster!"
Cheng Gang didn't dare to delay, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and the speed of the car soared.
Ye Rou didn't know how she became like this.
The small building was in the inner courtyard, isolated from the noisy and chaotic sounds outside. Only a few whistles could be heard occasionally. It was dinner time, and white smoke was coming out of the chimneys of every household. Ye Rou, who should have been having dinner, was pressed on the bed by a man, who was biting the hem of his clothes.
Jiang Chen raised his head and caressed her red face lovingly: "Does it still hurt?"
Ye Rou blushed, half of her face buried in her sweater, only revealing a pair of upturned fox eyes as she looked at him.
Jiang Chen was half leaning on her, his upper body naked, his muscles neatly arranged, very seductive, and the dark black tattoo on his collarbone was extremely conspicuous, as if it was Ye Rou's seal.
Without waiting for Ye Rou to answer, he pretended to lower his head again.
Ye Rou didn't care about being embarrassed. She reached out to stop him but grabbed the man's short, prickly, coarse hair.
"It doesn't hurt anymore..." The beautiful woman, panting, turned her face away and put her hands on the other's chest.
Jiang Chen raised his head and looked carefully at his wife's narrow eyes, which still showed some regret. He met her moist eyes and chuckled softly, "Are you shy?"
"It hurts..." Ye Rou said stubbornly, but her red cheeks betrayed her.
So cute.
The man who was about to get up pressed down again. Ye Rou's eyes widened instantly and she struggled to sit up, but was pushed back by the big hands on her waist.
Jiang Chen lifted Ye Rou up, leaned over and easily pried open her tightly clenched teeth, and searched her.
…
After the kiss, Ye Rou's nose tip and eyes were red, like a red apple.
But the accounts that need to be settled must still be settled.
Jiang Chen's smile didn't reach his eyes: "How long has it been hurting? Why didn't you tell me if you felt uncomfortable?"
He picked her up and held her face to face. Ye Rou looked very aggrieved. Her mouth was pouting, her eyes were red, there was a trace of tears at the corner of her eyes, her eyelashes were wet and stuck together, and she looked like a pitiful little thing who had been bullied.
Jiang Chen's Adam's apple rolled, and he suppressed the urge to kiss her. He put on a stern face and asked her to tell the truth.
Ye Rou's earlobes blushed: "...It's all your fault. You insisted on making chicken soup for me. I already said I didn't want to drink it!"
Compared with breast milk, Star Milk Powder is more nutritionally comprehensive. After making sure that the children had no problem drinking it, the two children stopped drinking breast milk and started drinking milk powder.
Ye Rou was initially relieved that she didn't have to feed the baby.
But trouble soon arose.
Jiang Chen always felt that she had lost some strength after giving birth, so he tried various ways to replenish her body.
In addition, I suspected that she had a cold a few days ago, so I stewed medicinal food for her every night.
There was a big pot of nourishing soup, but the elders in the family couldn’t drink it even if they wanted to, so it all went to Ye Rou.
He felt that this was not enough, so he filled Ye Rou's thermos cup with ginseng soup during the day.
Ye Rou didn't refuse at first because her hands and feet were indeed cold after giving birth, and she was more sensitive to cold than other people. After drinking the chicken soup and the medicinal food, her body did feel much warmer.
But she soon overdid it, and her chest felt like a rock.
Ye Rou originally planned to use acupuncture to relieve the pain, but was caught by Jiang Chen.
Faced with the man's questioning, Ye Rou refused to take the blame and confidently passed it to Jiang Chen.
"...Tell me if it's your fault!"
"Be good." Jiang Chen's voice lowered, like a sigh: "It's my fault, I take responsibility..."
Ye Rou's intuition told her that something was wrong. She pushed Jiang Chen away and struggled to get out. "Don't bother me. I can just give myself a few injections."
Jiang Chen let out a few low laughs, and grabbed the slender ankle with his mouth and asked someone to hold it back.
"It's no trouble. I'm happy to help my wife solve her problems."
Ye Rou was like a little turtle that was roughly turned over, and she was facing the man's flaming eyes, which were frighteningly hot.
Her calf reflexively rose up and stepped on the face of the man who was becoming more and more aggressive, trying to kick him away.
Jiang Chen was not angry at all. Instead, he grasped the jade foot that was delivered to his door with his big hand and pressed it down. The corners of his mouth opened and the arc of his mouth widened: "Wife, I advise you to save some strength. The night is still long..."
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