Chapter 395 Childish Bickering
His tall body was almost supported by the door frame to stand firm, but his arms holding Lu Shiman were tightened like the strongest chains.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his breath heavy and hot against her exposed skin.
Lu Shiman clearly felt the violent rise and fall of his broad chest, as well as some emotions that were suppressed to the extreme and almost broken.
After several seconds, he squeezed out a hoarse and untuned voice from his throat: "Fortunately... Fortunately, you are okay..."
The fear and dread in that voice weighed heavily on me, completely losing my usual calm and composure.
Lu Shiman's heart ached, and just as he was about to say something, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Huo Beiyan, looking dusty and as if wrapped in the cold night and the air of haste, appeared at the door.
He glanced sharply under the dazzling crystal chandelier in the living room and instantly locked onto Qin Jiaojiao, who was being supported by Lu Qijun and looked equally embarrassed and weak.
He didn't even bother to look at Lu Shiman and Ji Linshen's situation, and he took a few steps to Qin Jiaojiao.
Just like Ji Linshen hugged Lu Shiman, with an unquestionable strength and a kind of panic, he hugged the still dazed Qin Jiaojiao tightly in his arms.
The force was so strong that Qin Jiaojiao let out a low cry.
"Wife." Huo Beiyan's voice was urgent and deep: "I will never leave you alone next time, never!" He was extremely scared.
Qin Jiaojiao, who was almost suffocated by the strangulation, came to her senses and patted his back gently to comfort him. Then she rolled her eyes without any hesitation and tried to struggle: "Let go...let go, you're strangling me to death."
"Don't let go. You scared me to death. I can't leave you alone." Huo Beiyan said and hugged me tighter.
Qin Jiaojiao said angrily, "You're not going to leave me alone, so what? Are you going to tie me to your belt and carry me around on your next business trip?"
Her tone was full of teasing and disgust, trying to dispel the sudden heavy atmosphere.
Who would have thought that Huo Beiyan was not angry at all when he heard this. Instead, he looked at the angry Qin Jiaojiao in his arms very seriously and said, "Okay."
Two words, firm and decisive.
He added, "From now on, tie it around your waist."
Qin Jiaojiao was choked by his ridiculously serious answer, and then became angry and said, "Psycho."
The image of Huo Beiyan hanging her like a key on his waist flashed through her mind, and she frowned, "Huo Beiyan, are you crazy? Let go, it stinks. I need to take a shower."
After they washed up, they changed into clean clothes.
Lu Shiman brushed her teeth four times and rinsed with shower gel twice before she felt the smell was gone.
With Ji Linshen's support, he walked to the living room.
The big red bump on her forehead was more noticeable under the warm light.
As soon as Lu Shiman sat down, Qin Jiaojiao came out of the elevator with the support of Huo Beiyan.
When she looked up, she revealed the eye-catching bump on her forehead, which was also red and swollen and symmetrically located.
Their eyes met in the air.
Lu Shiman looked at the bump on Qin Jiaojiao's forehead, and Qin Jiaojiao also looked at the bump on Lu Shiman's forehead.
There was silence for only a second.
"Puff..."
"Ha ha ha ha..."
The two of them seemed to have received some kind of tacit signal, and they pointed at each other's foreheads and laughed at the same time.
Under the light, the two red and swollen lumps looked like a pair of unlucky and funny little horns.
Ji Linshen looked at Lu Shiman who was laughing so hard that she fell backwards. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down. His tense shoulders relaxed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up into a helpless and doting arc.
After a night of tense nerves, I finally relaxed completely.
It is more important than anything else that people come back safely and can still laugh and have fun.
Huo Beiyan's slender fingers gently touched the red and swollen bump on Qin Jiaojiao's forehead: "Was it that bastard Gu Ze who did it?"
Qin Jiaojiao raised her hand and touched herself, tilting her head and trying to recall: "Hmm...it seems that he didn't hit me directly."
She looked bewildered. "The car was shaking so much and I was hit so hard that I couldn't remember exactly what happened."
Lu Shiman was pulled to sit on the soft single sofa nearby. Upon hearing this, he immediately pointed to Ji Linshen beside him and said, "There was really no injury."
She curled her lips in a accusatory tone, "It was him, along with my eldest brother, second brother, third brother, and fourth brother, who drove their cars and rammed us into this state."
That expression looked like the victim's family identifying the perpetrator.
Huo Beiyan's deep, cold gaze immediately shifted from Qin Jiaojiao's forehead to Ji Linshen, who was bending over to open the medicine box. "What do you mean?"
Ji Lin didn't even raise his head, his tone calm and steady as he accurately took out a sterile cotton swab and ointment from the medicine box: "When you see someone being kidnapped, chase after them and intercept them immediately. Is there a problem?"
As he spoke, he naturally pulled Lu Shiman's wrist and told her to sit still and not move.
Although his movements were gentle, they carried unquestionable strength. He then carefully dipped a cotton swab in the medicine and focused on applying it to her red and swollen forehead.
Huo Beiyan looked at him as if it had nothing to do with him, snorted coldly, pulled the still dazed Qin Jiaojiao, and sat down in the middle of the long sofa next to them.
He even adjusted his sitting posture to make himself more comfortable, and glanced at Ji Linshen with a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Oh, you are so useless. You can only hurt others by saving them."
He paused deliberately: "It seems that without me, you really can't do it."
His words imply that if he had taken action, Qin Jiaojiao would not have been injured, and he also stepped on Ji Linshen in the process.
Ji Linshen had just finished applying medicine to Lu Shiman. When he withdrew his hand, he didn't even blink, but just slowly screwed the cap of the medicine bottle.
"Huo Beiyan." His voice was emotionless. "You, an outsider, want to sit on the sofa in my Lu family's living room. Shouldn't you ask the owner for permission?"
He placed emphasis on "outsider" and "master", with an almost childish but extremely heartbreaking declaration of territory.
Huo Beiyan stared at Ji Linshen, his eyes looking as if he was looking at a smug villain.
Lu Qiyun, who had just finished calling the family doctor and came home, happened to hear the "master of the house" remarks from his new brother-in-law.
He paused slightly, his forehead twitched violently a few times, and he swallowed back the word "nervous".
It is wise to remain silent and pretend not to see it.
On the sofa, Lu Shiman and Qin Jiaojiao looked like audiences watching a free drama.
One of them lowered his head and played with his fingers, while the other turned his head and pretended to appreciate the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
She tacitly remained as quiet as a chicken, allowing the two men to "fight".
Huo Beiyan moved his lips, gritted his teeth and spat out a word after a while: "Ji Linshen, you are really shameless now."
Ji Lin lowered his eyelashes and then raised them again, looking at Lu Shiman with an innocent and hurt look: "Wife, he scolded me."
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