Black Lotus attacked me as his wife[Transmigration Book]

If one word were to be used to describe Pei Siyue's current mood, it would probably be five thunderbolts.

Although he also read that type of novels before wearing a book, he never thought of practicing it himself. Now that things are in front of his eyes, his whole body is burnt.

"Why are you stunned? You don't know how to use it, do you?"

Meng Qingyuan's mind was full of yellow waste. Seeing that Pei Si's eyes became more and more straight, he couldn't help standing up and pointing out, "Let me tell you, that medicine is very effective, even a tough guy of two hundred catties can be brought down. Moreover, after falling down, the person is still conscious, but his hands and feet have no strength at all, and it will not be at your disposal when the time comes."

Pei Siyue imagined the scene for a while, and his expression was very complicated.

The original author of this novel does not know what kind of brain circuit it is. It clearly made Slag Gong useless his legs, but gave him extraordinary executive power. What kind of posture does a person with disabled legs press the protagonist on the bed? What about humiliation?Are the arms so strong? !

No wonder after Jiang Jingci's rise, he wanted to torture this scumbag to death, doing things that were worse than beasts!

"I'll accept the things." Pei Siyue gave Meng Qingyuan a cold look, not wanting to speak, "Shut up."

Meng Qingyuan let out an "Ah" in disappointment, feeling a little embarrassed, and after being quiet for a while, he muttered, "Then I will send you a website, which has everything in it, and you can search for what you need to know."

Whenever there is a dinner, no matter how big or small, Xie Anling always dresses up to attend, and today is no exception. As soon as Pei Siyue entered the private room, he was blinded by the huge diamond necklace on his mother's neck.

"This is Yuan Yuan, right?" Xie Anling stood up, with a smile on her fair and flawless face, "Hey, it's been a long time, Yuan Yuan has grown taller again!"

Meng Qingyuan nodded silly, "Auntie Xie, Uncle Pei, long time no see."

"Sit down quickly, take a look at the menu, and order what you want." The original owner's father, Pei Zhengrong, also came. The man was dressed in a suit and had a very kind face.

Pei Siyue slid his wheelchair, and when he looked up, he saw that Jiang Jingci had also arrived.

The young man was sitting quietly by the window, probably because the high fever had not completely subsided, his expression looked tired, and there was still a faint blush on his cheeks.

Hearing the movement, he lazily turned his gaze to the door, and his gaze swept across Pei Siyue's face coldly.

Pei Si looked at Uncle Meng who was at the side, and Uncle Meng immediately understood, and explained in a low voice, "Mister asked someone to pick up Young Master Jiang from the hospital."

That's right, although Meng Qingyuan came alone, he actually represented the entire Meng family. As family friends of the Pei and Meng families, both Pei Zhengrong and Xie Anling came forward to entertain him in person. Jiang Jingci, a son-in-law who came to visit, would not be absent because of illness. reason.

Pei Siyue lamented inwardly.

Meng Qingyuan had been abroad for a long time, and after coming to the embrace of his motherland, his appetite was whetted, and he ate a meal for two full hours.

And in these two hours, Pei Siyue also fully realized how these ignorant supporting actors used to sow hatred in front of the protagonist.

The first to bear the brunt was Pei's father, Pei Zhengrong.

Pei Zhengrong is a very snobbish person. When Jiang Jingci was still the veritable young master of the Jiang family, he yelled "Xiaoci" at the dinner party, and patted his chest to promise that when the two children got married, he would definitely give him a piece of paper. Jiang Jingci treated him like his own son.

But who knew that just after the marriage contract was fulfilled, Jiang Jingci became the fake young master of the Jiang family. Although the Jiang family did not remove him from the family tree, his status cannot be compared with before.

In the end, the Pei family suffered a lot. Commercial marriages pay attention to mutual benefits, but in this embarrassing situation, as long as the Jiang family does not completely deny Jiang Jingci's child, the Pei family really can't say anything clearly.

Even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, he could only vent his anger on Jiang Jingci.

At the dinner table, because Jiang Jingci was still ill, his wrist suddenly lost strength when raising his glass, the wine glass fell to the ground, and a few drops of red wine splashed on Pei Zhengrong's shirt.

Pei Zhengrong didn't regard Meng Qingyuan as an outsider, so his expression changed on the spot, and he reprimanded him in a very bad tone: "You are so old that you can't even hold a wine glass well. Is your hand broken?"

Xie Anling answered from the side: "That's right, daughter-in-law, you are too rude."

Jiang Jingci lowered his eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

"What's the matter? Pretending to be dumb again?" Pei Zhengrong sneered, his eyebrows stern, "Is this what your Jiang family taught you? You don't have to apologize for doing something wrong?"

The Patriarch of the Pei family's aura was too strong, and a needle could be heard in the room.

"Okay, if you don't want to apologize, that's okay, now go and wash me up yourself."

Even though he said that, he didn't mean to take off his clothes. It was obvious that he was embarrassing Jiang Jingci in front of outsiders, deliberately making things difficult for him.

The veins on Jiang Jingci's neck twitched, and Pei Siyue looked on in horror.

"Uncle Meng, go and get a new shirt." Pei Siyue glanced at Pei Zhengrong and couldn't help but speak.

Originally thought that this difficult situation would finally be over, who would have thought that Meng Qingyuan would also join in the fun.

"The wine was spilled on the dinner table. It's really not very particular. How about it, you go back to wash uncle's shirt at night, but right now you have to drink a glass of wine to pay for your crime? Otherwise, it won't make sense!"

Meng Qingyuan didn't know when he poured a glass of red wine, his expression was very evil and wild: "If Young Master Jiang is honest and honest, I will agree to you being my brother's wife, how about it?"

Listening to this terrible line, Pei Siyue tried hard to recall with a wooden face, and couldn't remember whether there was such a paragraph in the original text.

He glanced at Jiang Jingci, who seemed to be sicker, turned his head and coughed for a while, his face became more and more ugly.

The coldness in his bones was diluted a lot by the illness.

What a sick and beautiful young man, Pei Si couldn't help but love him more. Now that everyone is wicked except himself, if he just sits idly by, wouldn't he be one step closer to his own death?

With a "snap", Pei Siyue smashed the chopsticks in his hand hard, with undisguised impatience on his face.

He slid the wheelchair, snatched the red wine from Meng Qingyuan's hand, and drank it with his neck up.

After drinking, he put the cup lightly on the table, and at the same time did not forget to add the line: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Second Young Master Pei's temperament is cloudy and uncertain. When he is in a good mood, he is crazier than anyone else, allowing the people around him to bully Jiang Jingci, but when he is upset, he is colder than anyone else, as if it is wrong for others to pant around him.

Anyone who has heard him speak in such a nonchalant tone knows that it is the calm before the storm.

Meng Qingyuan stood in a daze for a while, then said in a low voice, "Then... that's fine, we've all eaten enough, if Si Yue is tired, we can go home."

This person's expression was a little strange, he didn't show any displeasure at being interrupted, but was full of anxiety, as if he had done something bad and was afraid of being found out.

what's the situation?

Pei Siyue didn't think too much, turned and went out with a frozen face.

Pei Zhengrong and Xie Anling went to the company to deal with matters, and Meng Qingyuan also went to hang out with other cronies. Apart from the driver and Uncle Meng, only Pei Siyue and Jiang Jingci were sitting in the car home.

Halfway through the journey, Pei Siyue vaguely heard Uncle Meng talking to Jiang Jingci.

He struggled to wake up, and saw Uncle Meng take out five or six high school exercise books from a dark schoolbag, and stuffed them all into Jiang Jingci's hands: "Before six o'clock in the afternoon."

Pei Si felt his body was getting hotter, and even his mind slowed down a bit: "... What are you done?"

Uncle Meng saw that his young master was not in good condition, but he still replied seriously: "I have to go back to school for evening self-study at seven o'clock in the afternoon. I am asking Young Master Jiang to help you finish your homework on time."

Oh, the more Pace remembered.

In the original text, Zha Gong and the protagonist are both high school students. Although due to their status and status, they don’t need to study hard, the author still forcibly assigns Zha Gong an attribute of "I am a scumbag but I can complete my homework".

It's just that Zha Gong changed his initiative to passive, and he asked Jiang Jingci to help him finish his homework every day.

Pei Siyue laughed outright.

Jiang Jingci is still sick now, he has to help him with his homework in the afternoon, and he has to go to school for evening self-study in the evening, his body may not be able to bear it.

Pei Siyue's face was paralyzed, he thought about it, and asked Jiang Jing to resign from his bedroom to do his homework.

Uncle Meng thought that the young master was going to come up with some new tricks to bully others, so he didn't ask any further questions, and left in a hurry to go to the kitchen to arrange dinner.

Pei Siyue sat in front in a wheelchair, and Jiang Jingci limped behind. After entering the bedroom, neither of them spoke.

Jiang Jingci didn't seem to be afraid of being alone in the room with Zha Gong, he sat on the sofa beside the bed, his expression relaxed a little.

That's right, in the original text, when Pei Siyue married Jiang Jingci in, he had already trampled on the other's dignity. What was Jiang Jingci afraid of?It was nothing more than physical pain, he could bear it as long as he was not dead.

"What are you doing?" After a long silence, Jiang Jingci finally spoke, his voice was weak and hoarse, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Pei Siyue opened his mouth, and the scumbag quotations in the original text came out again: "I'm here to mess with you today, do you think it's okay?"

It's so fucking embarrassing, Pei Siyue shut his mouth tightly after finishing speaking, and operated the wheelchair to go to the bathroom to calm down.

The light in the bathroom is a sensor light, and it will automatically turn on a comfortable warm light as soon as people come in. The height of the sink has been specially adjusted, and Pei Siyue can see his upper body in the mirror when he is sitting in a wheelchair.

It has to be said that Zha Gong has a very superior skin, but because the interior is too dark, it makes him look a bit gloomy.

But right now, his body continues to inexplicably heat up, which makes his originally white and horrifying skin blush, and finally reveals some vitality in his lifeless life.

After admiring the mirror, Pei Siyue finally calmed down after taking a bath.

He approached the door furtively, and heard the sound of papers being turned outside.

During school, Jiang Jingci had always been a top student, Zha Gong asked him to help with homework, usually he would do it carefully first, and then copy it for Zha Gong.

The more Pei Si thought about it, he wanted to say that he should get a good night's sleep and heal his illness first, but when the words came to his mouth, it became: "Stop pretending there, come in and wash yourself clean." Already!"

Jiang Jingci's always bland eyebrows finally frowned a little.

"What are you still doing? Do you want me to ask someone to strip you naked?!"

Pei Si recited his lines in a heartless manner, his face swelled into a monkey's ass.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jingci: There is something wrong with this scumbag.

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