Hidden Assassin

It was slightly bright, and I bought some eight-treasure porridge sold along the street outside the hospital. The flower shop next to it just opened. Jia Ming went to buy a few roses, wrapped them with asparagus and baby's breath, and the post office sent them I came to Jianghai Daily, which was released today, and glanced at it. The large-scale crackdown on gangsters in the city last night was the headline on the front page. I shook my head and smiled, and couldn't help but lament the rapid response of these newspapers.

All the way into the gate of the hospital, I saw on the emergency side of the outpatient department, more than a dozen wounded, headed by Ye Lian, were talking and laughing towards the inpatient department after they were probably bandaged. Naturally, Fang Zhitian and others would not live in the hospital. In this hospital, Jiaming probably understood the reason why people like Ye Lian came here. Yuan Lai Chaochuang had just carried out an assassination, and after the failure, he might still be stranded in Jianghai. These people came to secretly take care of Shasha who was hospitalized, and they were also showing their favor to Jian Suyan in disguise.

Seeing Jia Ming coming over, Ye Lian and a group of people pointed and laughed and discussed for a while, probably telling his companions that he was one of the three children, and that Jia Ming and several of them were considered to be friends last night. I met him face to face, but just looking at his appearance at this moment: he is wearing a school uniform that doesn’t fit very well, his hair is a little messy, and he has an ordinary appearance, with his and Lingjing’s two schoolbags on his shoulders, and a thermos pot of eight-treasure porridge in his left hand , holding a bouquet of flowers in his right hand, he looks unsurprisingly fifteen or sixteen years old. Although his height cannot be changed, no one would think of him as being the same as the powerful and chic beauty Jian Suyan last night.

Knowing the character of Yuan Lai Chaochuang, Jia Ming is probably sure that he will not attack Rusha again, but there are no absolutes, so people who are awakened from Yanhuang can come to help defend, although it does not make much sense, but Jia Ming is after all. Thankfully, Shasha and Lingjing are more important to him than this world, and they have always been quite authentic to friendly personnel Yanhuang Awakening.

In fact, he didn't have any hatred for Pei Luojia Jiaming, nor any patriotism. Looking back now, if he hadn't saved Marilyn and Yuechi Kaoru at the time, he wouldn't have died because of a sense of crisis. Misappropriating the more than 7 billion yuan to Kelly Fernim will not further lead to the Star Dream incident. If this series of chain reactions did not happen, I would be much more relaxed, but since it has already happened, there is no reflection What I yearn for again is freedom. If you can't do what you want to do, then what's the point. It was also because of this that he had to take action to save Xia Zhitian and the others this time. Yanhuang Awakening was a buffer between him and Pei Luojia. If this buffer was gone, he would be affected by Pei Luojia's sharpness.

Entering the room passage of the inpatient department, a few Shazhu gang members were sitting outside the door of Shasha's ward, said hello and opened the door to enter. Lingjing was dressing on a bed next to her. The quilt covered her whole body, she saw clearly that it was he who put down the quilt, gave him a slight look, and then said, Look outside, don't let anyone come. Just now he took off his pajamas, revealing his exquisite upper body. Shasha was sleeping on the hospital bed in the center, her brows furrowed slightly.

Did Sha Sha wake up last night? Jia Ming asked after placing the bouquet.

Well, I woke up at eleven o'clock. When I asked about you, I just said that my mother told you to go home and sleep. Putting on long trousers and thin cotton socks, Lingjing sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her bangs on her forehead. Looking at Jiaming, who was looking at the rustling face, Last night... last night, I heard from the people outside that the police and armed police were dispatched at the same time, and the Yongsheng Gang was wiped out overnight. The boss of the Yongsheng Gang was arrested and disappeared. Jia Ming, you...you are not injured...

Well, I didn't do that, I'm fine. Looking back, I saw the faint dark circles on Lingjing's face, thinking that she was with Sasha who just had the operation last night, and she was worried about going outside to kill herself. It was also very unsteady, so she went over and put her arms around her shoulders, and Lingjing sat on the edge of the bed and hugged him

Don't worry, I'm here.

Hmm... Ling Jing snorted softly, rubbing her forehead gently against his chest. After hugging for a long time, Lingjing suddenly let go of him with a smile, with a bright smile: Okay, I'm sure you're okay, I don't worry, I'll go to my mother's office to brush my teeth and wash my face, I want a big bowl for breakfast!

No problem, as long as you can finish it.

Of course I can finish it. Jumping off the bed, Lingjing bouncingly tugged at the upper of her shoes, When you're in a good mood, your belly will naturally grow!

Oh really?

Pfft. Seeing Jiaming looking at her stomach ambiguously, Lingjing smiled and gave him a blank look, Don't think I'll give birth to you right now, I don't want to run with the ball when I'm sixteen, mom and dad Don't kill me yet.

Shrugging his shoulders, Jia Ming looked at Ling Jing who ran out like a gust of wind, and laughed happily.

Opened the curtains, divided the breakfast into bowls, and when the golden sunlight came in from the window, he let out a rustle, opened his eyes lazily, looked at Jia Ming beside the bed, and showed a soft smile: Yeah ,Good morning.

Good morning, wife.

Gently lifted up Shasha's body, probably touched the edge of the appendix cut, Shasha frowned lightly, Jiaming asked, Does the place where the operation hurt?

Well, it started to hurt after the anesthetic wore off last night, but it's okay. She lifted her chin and smiled, Small.

Cut, I was cut on the stomach, it's a small thing. What about the injury on the hand? Is it serious?

I saw it when I woke up last night. It's just a little green. Mama Ye also bandaged me. Hey, what are you doing... Shasha struggled slightly, but she didn't feel the slightest bit about Jiaming's behavior of unbuttoning her clothes. Immunity, half pushed and half pushed him to unbutton his shirt, revealing the bra and the bandage on his arm, Look, it's all right, do you still want to take the bandage off for inspection? It's not serious at all. Those people yesterday, if I didn't Sudden stomach pain, I must have fallen down...Hey, why are you still taking it...

I want to see the knife that cut you

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But this is a hospital...

It's the hospital that will find it interesting.

Go...you've watched too many videos of subduing temptation...

But the video tapes are all brought home by you...

Shasha had just had the operation, so she had no resistance at all. At this time, Jia Ming stopped her clothes completely, and saw the stitched incision under the lower abdomen, Shasha muttered: This time, I will definitely do it. It left an ugly scar.

It's beautiful, I like it. Jia Ming raised his head and smiled. .

But I don't like it.

Anyway, it's for me alone, as long as I like it.

cut……

Although he said disapprovingly, there was still a satisfied smile on Shasha's face, and he put his hands on both sides, and let him look at the scar. Since the incision was made a little lower, in order to avoid pain, she lowered the edge of her trousers at this time, and she could already vaguely see the groin between her legs. According to Jiaming's understanding of her body, she naturally knew that as long as she lowered it a little, It was the most alluring place, after a while like this, Shasha also sensed the ambiguity, and said angrily, How long do you have to look at it? She wanted to pull up the quilt, but saw that Jiaming had already bent down.

I want to kiss there.

Ah...uh, what can I do, I'm still in pain, you've changed your...statement, uh...um...

The lips are printed gently, soft, warm and moist. There was also a slight pain caused by it. Her hands wanted to stop Jiaming, but they were placed on his head at this time, but they gradually became unable to move. An indescribable feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. She sat there , looking at the young man leaning over her belly, his eyes suddenly became moist...

It's not just that they have been attached to him. While they were relying on him, this man was also so attached to them...

The next moment, the door opened.

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...As for the operation on bed No. 3... eh?

While Jiaming and Shasha looked up at the door, Duan Jingxian who stepped into the door of the ward first, looked at the scene in front of her, and suddenly froze there. Blocking the nurse who was about to come in, the three of them stared at each other for a while, Duan Jingxian blinked and turned her gaze to the side: Uh, that...cough...cough...we'll come back later...

After speaking, he took a step back and closed the door.

On the hospital bed, Sha Shala put on the quilt and made a distressed voice: I'm dead now, you pervert...

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That... Jiaming and Shasha are dating?

Entering the office, Lingjing was washing her face. Duan Jingxian put down the folder in her hand, and asked a bit distressed. Lingjing's face-wiping action froze for a second on the spot. Duan Jingxian walked to the bathroom door, supporting the door frame with one hand. Looking at her daughter's face-washing action: Just now I was going to go to the rounds early, when I opened the door, I saw Jia Ming and Sha Sha... Well, Jia Ming untied Sha Sha's clothes, and seemed to be looking at the wound very carefully... Yes , feels weird...

Uh, hehe...hehe...

Raising her head, an embarrassed smile appeared on Ling Jing's face: Mom, don't reveal this matter...

Of course not, I'm not a gossip girl. Besides, Sha Sha's father doesn't care anyway. Smiling, she walked over and put her arms around Ling Jing's shoulders. She looked at her daughter's beautiful face in the mirror, which resembled herself, But ah , your father and I have always thought that you and Jiaming would be a couple, and yesterday we talked to Liu Zheng about the competition, ah, who knew that our family lost...

Noticing that her daughter's body was slightly stiff, Duan Jingxian quickly changed her words: ok, ok, I got it, I got it, your father and I didn't really want to arrange a marriage for you, but I just thought that Jia Ming was really good. Treat him as a friend, so it's just a friend, we won't force anything... Well, it's just that your dad has always wanted to hand over the martial arts gym to him, and now... By the way, Jiaming and Shasha are together , will the three of you living together all the time affect you...

It's okay, mom. Ling Jing smiled, We are friends first, then lovers. The three of us have played together since we were young. Do you think love is bigger than friends? Besides, Jiaming and Shasha didn't do it either. What a mess...

Heh, I'm just afraid that my daughter will be disliked by others for being a light bulb...

They dare! Ling Jing raised her fist.

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The morning breeze caressed the bicycle, and the bicycle moved forward briskly on the road, heading towards Sacred Heart College.

Sitting in the back seat, Ling Jing hugged Jia Ming's waist tightly, and told him about the conversation with his mother just now.

It looks like I'm going to be your mistress and concubine for the rest of my life...

Every time such a topic is brought up, Jia Ming will probably not make more excuses, but just say: I'm sorry. But this time, before Jia Ming could react, she smiled and bumped Jia Ming hard with her cheek The back of the ground: Don't say I'm sorry, it's not your fault, it's Sister Shasha and I who want to pester you, and you are not allowed to complain, just treat us sisters better, hehe...

Silver bell-like laughter flew from the back seat of the bicycle. In the bright morning light, a new day began again. .