milk addicts

After that, they really lived a few days of boring life.

Handing the golden Buddha statue to Ji Longcheng, half of the burden was unloaded, and Ji Shen was finally able to rest at home. Song Nai was in good health, and he recovered from his illness the next day. He couldn't tell that he was still lying on the bed the day before, his face was burnt. Red looks pitiful.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the careful care of Dr. Ji, so the rabbit nanny who knows how to repay her kindness also vows to take care of his master with all her heart.

It's a pity that Ji Shen has nothing to take care of. He is a big ice lump of ten thousand years, with a dead face all day long, and he has no sense of humor. He won't let the babysitter feed him, and he won't let him wipe his body. , often only in the dead of night, when I get to bed, I am the most active.

The one who prefers to die is the chest, which is pulled to move the whole body. It was raining and strenuous exercise that night. Ji Shen's wound was a little inflamed, but the little nanny was wandering around in front of his eyes every day. He had nothing to do when he was free. The man still looked cold and expressionless, staring at the little nanny's apron with a bow, but what appeared in his mind was some mosaic content that was not suitable for children.

"Xiao Nai."

When Song Nai was taking a bath, the host suddenly opened the door and came in. He always likes to make sneak attacks like this without saying hello. That man who always abides by etiquette, justice and shame has no bottom line to eat tofu anytime and anywhere.

"It's so slow, I'll help you."

After some splashing, Ji Shen wiped off the bubbles on the little nanny, and coaxed her into bed.

Taking advantage of the injury, he rested for a day. Song Nai, who had only one experience, was forced to shoulder the heavy responsibility and unlocked the second position with difficulty. When he woke up the next day, he could only rub his waist that was about to be useless and sigh secretly. Alas, who told him that he couldn't refuse the request of the aloof Mr. Ji.

In the past few days, Mr. Ji has become more and more excessive, not to mention making stuffed sauce every night.

One morning, Song Nai was woken up by suffocation. It was as if a huge rock was pressed on his chest. He almost couldn't get out of his breath. When he opened his eyes, he realized that it was Mr. Ji's head, which was pressing on him tightly, and his hair was messed up. But the face is still so handsome, the thin straight bridge of the nose pokes him, and the hot air rushes directly to the skin.

If you don't let go all night, even, even a baby can't do it to this extent!

Song Nai blushed, but felt a strange sense of satisfaction, instead of waking him up, he held his head and fell asleep again in a daze.

Under the indulgence of the little milk rabbit, the spoiled Ji Shen's milk addiction seems to be getting more and more serious. The milk in his throat is as pale as water, and it can no longer replace the sweetness and softness of the little nanny. He clings to the little nanny all the time Cengceng sucking, smelling the sweetness of his milk is enough.

Before that, Ji Shen never thought about who he might have the idea of ​​marrying. The marriage of his parents in name only made him feel sad for these ethereal feelings, but now, Song Nai has done it, this lame little nanny from the countryside , successfully bewitched him and made him yearn for the word marriage.

Song Nai's happy and shy look in a white wedding dress must be very cute, after all, he is cute enough now.

During the day, the studious little nanny always held a book and asked him questions, and listened carefully to his explanation with wide eyes. After the lecture, he asked him if he understood. Unable to write, sniffing, staring at the title and almost crying, that small appearance is really painful.

At night, the short man allowed him to hold him in his arms. Song Nai was very obedient, he didn't like to move around when he slept, curled up in his arms, it was as warm as a small stove, and the milk was fragrant. , Ji Shen was so in love that he never wanted to let go.

They were as sticky as a newlywed couple, but five days later, the brief tranquility of the villa was broken by a phone call.

Mrs. Ji went to the hospital to visit Ye Lan, but was accidentally assassinated in the ward. If the bodyguards hadn't heard the movement and provided timely support, Mrs. Ji's half of her body would have stretched out of the window sill, almost falling off.

When Ji Shen arrived at the hospital, Mrs. Ji was lying on the hospital bed, still wiping tears in shock, half of her delicate makeup was gone.

Song Nai, who followed, put down the soup and carefully stood beside Ji Shen.

Mrs. Ji didn't suffer much injuries, she just got hit on the back of the head, but the hospital vacated the best VIP ward, and there was a row of bodyguards guarding the door, creating a dignified atmosphere.

"what happened?"

He couldn't speak clearly on the phone, and Mrs. Ji couldn't speak because of the excessive fright. Ji Shen had no choice but to ask the head of the bodyguard who was guarding the bed with a cold face and seemed a little nervous.

"Mrs. Ji doesn't allow us to enter the ward. She is afraid of disturbing Miss Ye's rest. All along, when Mrs. Ji came to the hospital to visit Miss Ye, we always stayed outside the door."

The bodyguard was tall and burly, but stared at by those cold golden eyes, he lowered his head guiltyly, a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, "But Mrs. Ji just went in for a few minutes today, when we heard the sound of ping-pong, we pushed the door and went in to see Half of Mrs. Ji's body stuck out of the window, and she was also unconscious."

"Have you seen anyone suspicious?"

"There are only Mrs. Ji and Miss Ye in the ward, and Miss Ye was also in a coma at the time."

"Before you came to the hospital, was there anything unusual?"

"No, we have daily inspections of Mrs. Ji's food and frequently touched items."

After being attacked on the street last time, the bodyguards around Mrs. Ji have strengthened their manpower and vigilance. Who knows, they still took advantage of the loopholes. In order to protect the privacy of patients, there is no surveillance in the ward, and the surveillance in the corridor was called to check. Didn't get any abnormalities.

Song Nai's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, there was no problem, so Mrs. Ji wanted to jump off by herself?But obviously, this is impossible. Did the bad guy conjure up out of thin air?

The afternoon sun was slanting, but the back was chilly, Song Nai moved two steps to the left, and stuck to his tall and reliable husband.

Ji Shen held his cold hand, and calmly told the bodyguard, "You guys stay here and watch."

After finishing speaking, he took Song Nai and went out.

The corridor outside the VIP ward was quite quiet. Song Nai didn't know where he was going to take him, but he still followed him obediently. At this moment, Ji Shen suddenly asked him, "Who do you think it was?"

"I think..." Song Nai looked at his calm expression, hesitated for a moment, and swallowed back the name that was about to overflow his throat, "I don't know."

Ji Shen glanced at him, saw Song Nai's struggle, opened his thin lips slightly, and said mercilessly, "I said it was An Yang, do you believe me?"

An Yang?

Song Nai bit his lip, how could that young man who always smiled and called him brother do such a thing of murder and fire prevention.

During the days together at the barbecue restaurant, Song Nai got to know him better. This young man not only has a sweet mouth, but also works diligently. He can always peel potatoes quickly, and then slice them neatly. He has superb knife skills, is smart and decisive, When peeling onions, he had never been so smoked that he shed tears, but Song Nai couldn't believe that An Yang he knew could do it when he wanted to push a living person off a five-storey building.