Chapter Seventy-Seven: Lies
The same rainy night, Huaiyuan.
Qin Bei paints in a dimly lit room.
The painting depicts a woman's body, with only a layer of cicada-like tulle that can cover important parts, and her expression is lifelike, causing people to reverie infinitely.
Looking at the person in the painting, Qin Bei's eyes were deep and gloomy, and his previously clear eyes had a turbidity with desire, and they were no longer spotless.
It was like the calm surface of the lake was finally stirred up by a circle of waves, stirring the whole center of the lake.
Letting Huo Jinting take away Jiang Ruo was a deal that was made early in the morning, but it really took people away, and he was a little reluctant and irritable.
He could clearly perceive that he didn't love Jiang Ruo.
But she began to mind that other men touched her, and she was jealous that other men could let her go to bliss.
It was a very bad start, and he had to nip that thought in the cradle.
Outside, the rain was dripping and the wind was whistling.
Qin Bei thought that she should be charming and charming in Huo Jinting's arms now, and she should be extremely charming.
couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the pen, taking the woman in the painting as a real person, and the brush in his hand was a torture instrument, marking his mark on the woman's body little by little.
His mark alone.
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Xi Sui did not have a fixed residence in Rongcheng, and Qin Bei invited him to live in Huaiyuan.
This night, Xi Sui went downstairs to pour water and drink after work, and saw that there was still a faint light in Qin Bei's room, so he pushed the door and walked in.
"Can't sleep again?" Xi asked.
As a cousin, Qin Bei's insomnia, he knows it.
Qin Bei was still painting, "Hmm."
Xi Sui's eyes then fell on the painting, and he saw that the woman in the painting was...
Jiang Ruo?
Such a vivid portrait, it seems to be a real body, so small that even the texture of the skin is drawn.
Xi Sui was surprised, "Have you touched her?"
Qin Bei is perfectionist and disgusted with all imperfect women.
The woman who can make him fall in love must be the most perfect one.
Qin Bei turned crimson and was painting the pure shyness on the cheeks of the woman in the painting.
His voice was indifferent: "No."
Xi Sui leaned against the door, his shoulder-length hair tied into a thin braid, his hands on his chest, his fingers were slender and not so bony, but they were extremely beautiful.
"Yes, you're a perfectionist, and an unclean woman will be dirty."
Xi Sui said again: "A perfumer can let you sell the little girl to Huo Sanye?"
Qin Bei and Huo Jinting's transaction, he knows a little bit.
Yingyi is Huo Jinting's own business, and he also took over the Huo family's perfume group, K&R is very famous in the perfume industry, and the perfumers of its core team are very powerful in the industry every single out.
Even the queen of perfumery is willing to work under him.
Huo Jinting wanted Jiang Ruo, and Qin Bei wanted a perfumer to make Jiang Ruo's body fragrance to help him sleep for a long time.
Qin Bei's expression was calm, and he was also serious in the face of such a amorous painting, "He likes her body, I need the fragrance of her body."
Xi Sui teased: "A man as generous as you is rare."
Send your own woman to another man's bed.
No, it is estimated that in Qin Bei's cognition, Jiang Ruo is not his woman, after all, he has not achieved the most intimate step.
After painting the whole painting, Qin Bei carefully admired his work.
Although Jiang Ruo had never shown such a charming and seductive appearance under him, he still painted it according to his fantasy.
Qin Bei's tone was firm, more like saying to himself, "I'm going to let her get dirty by other men, make it even dirtier, and make it so that I will never like it."
So even if she has a lot of men, he can not care.
The dirtier she is, the less he will love.
Xi Sui suddenly understood something.
"You just let it go
Heart, I get along with her in the same room? What if she?"
Qin Bei categorically dispelled Xi Sui's worries, "She doesn't like your type and won't love you."
"She doesn't even love Huo Jinting, who is seven points similar to Jiang Huai, and it is impossible for her to love your face."
Even he made up a lie to make her biased towards him.
In this woman's heart, there is only Jiang Huai.
It is not easy to shake Jiang Huai's position.
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Jiang Ruo knelt in the rain all night, and his already weak body worsened, and he directly launched a high fever.
Yan Xu gave her a series of examinations and hung the potion.
Yan Xu put away the stethoscope and said, "Two more bottles of medicine should be able to burn off, but..."
"She has bullet wounds on her arm, what's the matter?"
Hearing this, Huo Jinting's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were gloomy, "Have you been injured by a bullet?"
Who shot such a weak woman as Jiang Ruo?
Yan Xu held his chin and nodded, "It didn't hurt the vital point, but the superficial blood vessels have been ruptured."
"I'm a little curious, why would anyone shoot her?"
Being able to hide Huo Jinting's eyes in Rongcheng and shoot unknowingly, it is estimated that that person is a master who should not be underestimated. ap.
Huo Jinting was also curious about this matter, and he immediately ordered Chen Jing to investigate.
Before Yan Xu left, he patted Huo Jinting on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "She really hasn't experienced that for a long time, at least a second man hasn't touched it for a month, you can use it with confidence."
It also shows that Qin Bei really hasn't touched her.
Huo Jinting was suddenly displeased, and looked at Yan Xu with a strong anger, "You checked?"
Yan Xu shrugged his shoulders and clarified the misunderstanding: "Whether men and women are kissed or not, my female assistant checked it for her."
In such a private matter, he was not interested in looking at his brother's woman.
Jiang Ruo didn't wake up until the fever subsided.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed, still dressed in home clothes, and it was estimated that he hadn't gone out for the past two days.
Huo Jinting lowered his eyes and stared at her, his expression was careless, and his bony hands roamed over her white and tender face.
Jiang Ruo moved his body to the side in fear, his red lips twitched, and he said in a trembling voice: "Third Master..."
Huo Jinting's thin lips were slightly hooked, with a hint of playfulness and mockery: "Do you still know to give me a place?"
Jiang Ruo panicked and explained, "No, I'm not letting you..."
"Ah, don't touch me."
Jiang Ruo climbed to the other side of the bed, but before he could get out of bed, Huo Jinting grabbed his ankle and dragged him violently.
His voice was cold, "I didn't arrest you to let you eat and drink in my place for nothing."
Jiang Ruo's feet struggled desperately in the air, and his tone was unconsciously infected with a plea for mercy: "Third master, I just finished having a fever, in case the virus is still there, it will not be good to infect you."
"That's right, I'll help you destroy it."
"Third master, I'm dirty, I'm really dirty, I've had a relationship with Master Pei."
Huo Jinting took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, threw them aside, and said unhurriedly, "Really? Let's see which of us is better."
Jiang Ruo was dragged under her by the man, and it seemed that she would inevitably be asleep today.
When she asked him to sleep before, he didn't sleep.
Now he didn't want him to sleep, and he started tossing her again, too much.
"Don't, Third Master, don't spank me!"
"Where is the child who does something wrong not spanked?"
Jiang Ruo found that although Huo Jinting touched her, he didn't kiss her, and seemed to only treat her as a toy.