At noon the next day.

In the spacious bedroom with light luxury and simplicity, the quilt is slightly bulging in the center of the large bed.

Soon, the person under the quilt moved slightly.

Nan Shiyu woke up in a daze.

Before I could open my eyes, the pain that was hard to ignore came to my brain.

She couldn't help but hiss softly.

The delicate brow furrowed tightly.

Barely raised his hand, pressed the sore waist, and the curvature of the eyebrows was not loose but tight.

She rubbed her waist twice, lay flat on the bed for a while, and was about to sit up, when she was halfway through when the doorknob turned at the door.

Nan Shiyu glanced in the direction of the door.

Almost at the same moment, the elbow subconsciously withdrew its strength.

Lay down again.

When Jiang Jingyu came in, he only saw the quilt on the bed fluttering and moving a few times, and then there was no movement.

He held a tube of ointment in his hand, his gaze stopped on the bed for a few seconds, and he walked over.

The man stopped beside the bed and looked down at the girl who was pretending to be asleep on the bed with her eyes closed.

Nan Shiyu wrapped herself in the quilt.

She didn't open her eyes, and Jiang Jingyu didn't make a sound.

It wasn't until nearly a minute later that the quilt on her body was half torn apart.

Coolness invaded in an instant.

Nan Shiyu reflexively pressed the half-lifted quilt tightly, and she suddenly opened her eyes and glared at Jiang Jingyu.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Jingyu's expression was faint, and his gaze fell on her face again.

Instead of answering, he asked: "Don't pretend to be asleep?" ”

Nan Shiyu pursed her lips and was silent, her fingers pulled the quilt didn't count, under his gaze, she also turned sideways slightly, and pressed most of the quilt with her body.

In this way, if Jiang Jingyu still wants to tear off the quilt, unless he pushes her away first.

Looking at the girl's movements, a fleeting chuckle flashed in the eyes of the man standing by the bed.

He gestured to her with the ointment in his hand, and explained his original meaning:

"Yesterday it seemed to be ...... It's hurt, I'll give you some medicine. ”

Nan Shiyu pressed the quilt and didn't move, her thin eyebrows twisted slightly.

"I'll come by myself, you go out!"

Last night, he moved heavily, and now there is no place on her body that does not hurt, and in the face of the initiator, her tone and attitude will naturally not be very good.

Jiang Jingyu looked at her for a few seconds and didn't move.

"You can get it yourself?"

Nan Shiyu choked, resisting the urge to throw him with a pillow, "Enough!" You get out! ”

Half a minute later.

Jiang Jingyu handed her the ointment and left the room.

After Jiang Jingyu left, Nan Shiyu grabbed the ointment for a while.

The thin quilt slowly puffed up, and she squeezed the ointment and sat up slightly.

She was really uncomfortable, and she didn't want to run to the bathroom to wash her hands slowly.

I only took two wipes on the side, wiped my fingers a few times, and unscrewed the ointment.

It's just that more than ten minutes later, the woman, who has failed many attempts, is getting more and more angry with the ointment, and even wants to throw it out.

At this moment, Jiang Jingyu came in again.

He glanced at the situation on the bed twice, and when Nan Shiyu wanted to roll up the quilt and lie down again, Jiang Jingyu came to her, supported her back with his long arms, and stopped her movements.

He sighed lowly.

looked at the angry girl with bright and angry eyebrows in the corners of her eyes, and took the initiative to stretch out her hand.

"Bring it, I'll help you."

Nan Shiyu was in a really bad mood at this time, and the pain in her body was terrible, in the face of the culprit, she endured her anger and provoked:

"Have you washed your hands?"

Nan Shiyu has never been a reluctant character, especially when she is in a bad mood, don't expect her to say anything good and angry.

Jiang Jingyu knew this well, took the ointment from her hand, and lifted the quilt.

"It's been sterilized."

He turned his head and saw that the girl maintained her initial movements and did not move, Jiang Jingyu looked at her with a sneer:

"Are you lying down, or leaning into my arms?"

After hearing this, Nan Shiyu didn't hesitate much, and lay down directly.

Jiang Jingyu pinched the ointment, squeezed out some, and wiped it towards the wound.

His movements are slow, methodical, and unhurried.

The lowered eyebrows and eyes are also focused.

If you ignore the place he's smearing at the moment, it's a real illusion of pleasing to the eye.

Nan Shiyu half-tilted her head and glanced at him twice, then turned her head away from her gaze.

She buried her face in the quilt, her long eyelashes fluttering, her teeth clenching the soft flesh of her lower lip, trying to numb herself to the touch, and she didn't make a sound.

I just don't know if it's her delusion, in the second half, his movements are a lot slower than at the beginning.

By the time I finally finished taking the medicine, more than ten minutes had passed.

After finishing, Jiang Jingyu got up and wiped the remaining ointment on his fingers with a tissue.

……

After lunch at noon, Nan Shiyu's energy had not yet recovered, so she quickly went to the room to catch up on sleep.

And Jiang Jingyu went to the Jiang family's old house.

In a luxurious area where land is at a premium, Black Sibel stops at an elegant luxury villa.

Step through the long staircase at the entrance, and then cross the long black stone road on the side of the ping, and you will arrive at the hall in the center of the villa.

In the study, Jiang Shengzhe, who was elegant and calm, sat on the leather sofa.

He seemed to have known that Jiang Jingyu was coming, and tea had already been brewed on the round table in front of him.

Jiang Jingyu pushed the door in, walked to Jiang Shengzhe and sat down, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and he shouted, "Dad." ”

Jiang Shengzhe looked at his son, who had been working abroad all the year round, and pushed the cup of tea in his hand in front of him.

"How's it going in the foreign market?"

As soon as the words fell, he asked again:

"Come back this time, are you still leaving?"

Jiang Jingyu looked at the rippling tea in the cup, and replied lightly:

"The subsidiaries over there are all on the right track, and they will stay in Haicheng for a long time in the future and will not leave."

Hearing this, Jiang Shengzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face became a little more pleasant.

"Since you're not leaving, then Dad will ask you about the matter between you and Shi Yu."

Jiang Jingyu's eyebrows moved.

In the past year, Jiang's father and mother were not completely unaware of the rumors outside that 'their son and daughter-in-law have a cold relationship and may divorce'.

In addition, the divorce agreement that came out at the auction venue yesterday, Jiang Shengzhe is really afraid that these two children will come to the step of divorce.

"What are you planning on this marriage?"

Jiang Shengzhe looked at his son, who had a cold temperament but had the best means, "Is the divorce really fake?" ”

Jiang Jingyu pinched the edge of the teacup, used some force, and watched the surface of the tea that had just calmed down ripple shallow lines again.

His voice was calm, without any hesitation or hesitation.

"Naturally, it's fake." He said: "Our Jiang family has never had a precedent for divorce, and Shi Yu and I are naturally no exception. ”

The stone hanging in Jiang Shengzhe's heart suddenly fell to the ground.

The Jiang family and the Nan family have been friends for many years, and the two elders have a great friendship, plus Jiang Shengzhe also really loves Nan Shiyu, so he naturally doesn't want to lose such a good daughter-in-law.

Jiang Shengzhe happily took a sip of tea with a teacup.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw the paralyzed face of the kid on the other side who had not changed for thousands of years, and Chairman Jiang's mood that had just become clear instantly dispersed.

He wondered how he and his wife were not quiet and cold, how could they give birth to a son who was like an iceberg facial paralysis.

Jiang Shengzhe snorted in his nose, he was panicked, and he didn't want this son who had no red dust in the world to feel good, so he immediately said:

"Since you don't get divorced, such a good girl from the Nan family married you, and your father and I haven't seen how good you are to my daughter-in-law."

Jiang Jingyu rubbed his fingertips against the tea wall, and when he heard this, he glanced at the old father who began to find fault again.

He wasn't used to him, so he stood up with his phone.

"My mom is probably back, I'll go downstairs and take a look."

Seeing that this 'rebel' got up and left, Jiang's old father, who had just "nagged" this kid for less than a minute, felt that the depression in his heart was deeper.

Looking at the closed door, Chairman Jiang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

If it weren't for the fact that their Jiang family had no other heirs, the marriage contract with the Nan family would never have smashed on the head of this bastard son so easily.