Jiang Misheng curled the corners of his lips and pretended to smile: "Will you be soft on a person who hurts you all over your body?" ”

The answer, of course, is: no.

Having said that, her clenched heart still hurts.

For Guan Shaozhang, Jiang Misheng has some feelings that he can't let go, which is the purity of his youth.

……

The journey from Yifu to Hangnan is long.

She followed Zhou Yinghuai to the airport first, and then transferred to the plane for transition.

On the big screen at the airport, some gossip that is out of place in the atmosphere is broadcast.

Jiang Misheng had no intention of paying attention.

She sat in the VIP lounge area, her eyes closed, and she didn't even raise her eyelids.

Until Chen Jianan came from next door and called Zhou Yinghuai.

Jiang Misheng opened his eyes, he had closed them for too long, and he couldn't open them much, but what caught his eyes was the picture of Guan Shaozhang and Li Mai hugging and kissing.

It can be described as a love affair and envy of others.

Zhou Yinghuai's gaze fell on her slightly tense side face, Chen Jianan walked over and called her in a low voice: "Miss Jiang, it's time to board the plane." ”

When Jiang Misheng turned his head back to his senses, there was still a trace of stunned in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

After registering, she snuffed out her mobile phone, and April was still choking on the air conditioner.

The temperature in the airplane room was not too high, and Jiang Misheng pulled the blanket over his body, only leaking a white and slender neck.

She didn't have bangs before, and her full and smooth forehead was exposed, which was very cold.

A layer of thick black bangs pressed, and the face became more round and plump.

"Find a way to sort out your emotions before you get off the plane."

"No, it's fine now."

Jiang Misheng's face changed rapidly, gloomy and melancholy, and was replaced by a full smile.

Rational and calm, as if she had no emotions at all.

"That's good."

It is undeniable that this incident did affect her mood, and her heartbeat was evidence that could not be concealed, no matter how much she disguised it and pretended.

Guan Shaozhang got engaged, and the city was full of turmoil.

From the Shenzhen market to the Yifu, the high-profile publicity is in stark contrast to the low-key dust of her and Zhou Yinghuai.

Looking at Li Mai's smile, Jiang Misheng actually felt dazzling.

After getting off the plane, someone from Hang Nanning's family came to pick him up.

I drove two cars, a restrained Mercedes in front and a business car in the back.

The leader is an elderly man, and when Zhou Yinghuai chatted with him, his tone was very respectful.

Jiang Misheng followed all the way behind the end, silently, and not ostentatious.

She followed the maid who had come to greet her into the back seat of the van.

The other party looked at her with a slight scrutiny: "I am the old maid of Ning's family, you are Ying Huai's wife, right?" ”

"Hmm."

"You can just call me Sister-in-law Zhang."

Zhou Yinghuai sat in the front car, and Jiang Misheng had to face strangers alone.

The old woman in front of her was quite kind: "I heard Ying Huai's mother talk about you twice, saying that you are good-looking, good-tempered, and well-read, and you are a good girl." ”

The person smiled, and she smiled too: "Thank you." ”

Sister-in-law Zhang looked at her eyes and was full of joy: "Family, don't say thank you." ”

The car moved slowly.

The weather in Hangnan was cloudy and sunny, and when I was about to arrive at the Ning family's compound, it was drizzling.

Sister-in-law Zhang held an umbrella for her and took good care of her.

And Zhou Yinghuai walked into the door in half the rain, and most of the umbrella in his hand was covered above the old man's head.

Sister-in-law Zhang saw her staring at the person at the door in a daze, so she said: "Ying Huai has loved the old maid at home since she was a child, and she is also polite to people. ”

Jiang Misheng was cold.

He was respectful and elegant to outsiders, polite and polite.

is the only one who is ruthless and vicious to her wife and ignores it.

Seeing her father dragging himself in prison, she didn't even want to stretch out her hand.

He hated her to such an extent.

When Zhou Yinghuai put away the umbrella, the corner of his eye swept to her sight: "Come all the way, tired, right?" ”

The tone was gentle, as if the love between them was sweet.

No matter how fierce the trouble usually is, in front of people, Jiang Misheng tries his best to pose as a wife.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the wet hair on his sideburns: "The weather in Hangnan is cold, and if your hair is wet, you can easily catch a cold, so go take a shower first." ”

"Ma'am."

Sister-in-law Zhang brought a dry towel.

Jiang Misheng took it and wiped Zhou Yinghuai's hair, his short hair was neatly combed, and the roots were clear when wet.

Inch by inch, she gestured skillfully and gently.

Just as Jiang Misheng's fingers went around his ear, Zhou Yinghuai pinched her wrist bone with one hand.

Gently pressed down, the force was very soft: "Wife, I'm fine." ”

She stood there, her face clear, and the sound of rain in her ears was getting louder and louder.

Jiang Misheng's heart beat faster, and his throat seemed to be clogged with marshmallows.

Zhou Yinghuai pinched the fingers of her wrist and slid it to her waist: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine."

Swallowing hard, her fingers tugging at the towel tightened slightly, her breath running down her throat.

After three years of marriage, Jiang Misheng heard him call "wife" for the first time.

But after a short period of stunned, she was extremely sober: "Tidy up, don't let the old man wait in a hurry." ”

It sounds like a very gentle word, but it contains an indifference that only Zhou Yinghuai can understand.

The hand he pressed against her waist confiscated it for people to see.

Taking advantage of Zhou Yinghuai's bath, Jiang Misheng sneered.

The courtyard of the Ning family is divided into four gates, the main gate faces south, the south side is prosperous, and Ning Zeyuan's sickbed is arranged in the south.

Sister-in-law Zhang came and said: "Ning Lao is not in good health today, and he said that he will meet you again tomorrow morning, and it is not too early, you and Ying Huai will sleep here tonight." ”

Zhou Yinghuai took a shower and walked out in a bathrobe.

Tall and long-legged, chest muscles faintly visible, long-term fitness, make him look strong and powerful.

"Ying Huai, you have to take care of your wife, she is not familiar with this life."

The old servant retreated from his words, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

The design of the whole house is in the style of Jiangnan water town, which is very elegant.

"Don't stand, come in first." Zhou Yinghuai's slender eyes drooped: "Close the door." ”

Not under the noses of outsiders, Jiang Misheng was not restrained: "In front of relatives, in fact, you don't need to call me that." ”

"Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

He said as if to say: Why bother pretending to be so fake?

Jiang Misheng realized it later, heard the taste, and frowned: "I may have really wanted it before, but now I don't want to ......"

"Hmm......"

A dark shadow approached.

She was grabbed by the waist, spun in a circle in mid-air, and fell into the middle of the bed.

Zhou Yinghuai was menacing, grabbing her lips like an eagle and biting her.

Jiang Misheng's scalp stiffened in pain, and she reached out to push it, attracting a violent suppression.

Zhou Yinghuai...... What are you doing? ”

"Don't move."

He grabbed her waist with both hands, her waistline was so thin that she could hold it, and his voice revealed a demagogic magic.

Zhou Yinghuai's breathing was heavy, and his ears and temples grinded: "Be obedient." ”

Jiang Misheng was stunned by his abnormal behavior.

She stared at the person in front of her, his face was soft and gentle, unreal, grabbed his arm and dragged him out: "Zhou Yinghuai, take a good look at me, I am Jiang Misheng." ”

"I know, can I not recognize my wife?"

He kissed deeply, and his breath was rich......