[Ultraman] Breeder

The air froze for half a second, and Sang Jiu turned his head mechanically, and saw Chen Shiqian standing at the door coldly, with a calm expression on his face, but the aura around him seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

She swallowed subconsciously, and moved in front of him in small steps, showing weakness before he could speak.Pulling his sleeve, the voice was extremely soft, with a pitiful face, "Professor Chen."

Sang Jiu lowered his head, like a student who did something wrong in front of the teacher.

In Chen Shiqian's past life, he was rarely angry, not because he was timid but because he felt it was unnecessary, and it was a waste of time to speak out for someone who was not worth it.But when Sang Jiu's assistant ran over to tell him what happened to Sang Jiu, he really panicked, and the fear that surged up in his body almost swallowed him up. This feeling was like seeing his mother and Rong Jia with his own eyes. As if dying in front of himself, he instinctively lost his mind and couldn't control his anger.

When running all the way, he didn't dare to think about what happened to her, but he was afraid that the scene back then would happen again.

But fortunately, he was relieved to see that she was safe and sound.

Sang Jiu felt his wrist being pulled up suddenly, blood was splattered between his plain fingers, and the tiger's mouth of his right hand was cut by glass shards, blood was gurgling out at this moment.

The next second, I saw him take out a handkerchief from his coat pocket, lower his head and tie it around her tiger's mouth twice.The wound was a little deep, and blood beads came out after a little pressure, staining the pure white veil red.

His fingers were cold, and Sang Jiu couldn't help but want to retract but was held firmly.The two were so close that she could smell his faint scent.Woody cedar, cool and clean, I heard him say in a trance:

"Next time you hit someone, don't hurt yourself."

She looked up, a little astonished, but Chen Shiqian just patted her hand and signaled her to wait beside him, while he walked straight towards Zheng Qi.

The person in front of him looked gentle and weak, Zheng Qi glanced at her contemptuously, and he still didn't forget to ridicule her, saying dirty words, "Sang Jiu, where did you find this weak chicken? Can it satisfy you? Hahahaha, if you don't follow me, my injury today will be written off with you."

The rest of the people in the box also laughed.

Chen Shiqian looked at him expressionlessly, and the corner of his mouth curled up coldly: "It seems that my wife hasn't been beaten very hard."

"Mrs"

Everyone's attention was diverted by these two words, and they couldn't help but take a cold breath.

On the other hand, Sang Jiu couldn't help but tremble slightly after hearing these two words.

"Mr. Zheng, you harassed my wife first, then hurt her, and now you insult her. The three crimes go hand in hand, it seems," he raised his eyelids slightly, and his tone was casual and cold, "Mr. Zheng It’s going to take a while to eat in prison.”

"Do you know who I am!" Zheng Qi looked disdainful, "You can send me to prison just because of you!"

"Of course I can't, but someone can."

There was a siren sound from far and near outside the window.

He suddenly chuckled, "Here we come."

Because of the seriousness of the situation and the fact that both parties involved are not young, even the director of the Public Security Bureau came here in person.

The leading man, dressed in a police uniform, strode into the box with a dignified look.There was another person following behind, with a handsome face and a cold face, his hands were idly in his trouser pockets, and he was lazily leaning against the door frame.

Meng Jianqing shrugged and said leisurely, "Don't look at me, I'm just here to join in the fun."

Everyone wondered why Meng Sanshao was worth a trip in person.

"Who called the police?" The leading policeman asked calmly after scanning the mess on the ground.

Zheng Qi quickly covered his head and stepped forward, pointing at Sangjiu, the villain was the first to complain, "Director Tang, it was this woman who made the first move!"

Tang Yiqing glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Zheng, I'm asking who called the police."

The person on the opposite side was born with a sense of oppression, and Zheng Qi shrank his neck in fright, and immediately froze down.

"It's me." Chen Shiqian stepped forward with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

Tang Yiqing asked: "Are you the person involved?"

He shook his head, looked at Sang Jiu, and asked warmly, "How did he hurt you?"

After a moment of stupefaction, Sang Jiu immediately came to his senses and explained to the police in a leisurely manner, but at the end she forced two tears out of her eyes.

"...That's the way it is. I said I have a husband, but he insisted on pulling me to drink with him, and said that I wasted my face by following my husband. But the conscience of heaven and earth, with me In my eyes, there is no room for a man like my husband."

"..."

The corners of Zheng Qi's mouth twitched, it was obvious that he was turning a corner and calling him ugly. He was so angry that his temples bulged, and the wound on his head also ached, and he kept screaming for pain.

"Pfft."

A sudden laugh came from the corner, Meng Jianqing folded his arms around his chest, gloating, "Zheng Qi, why are you always so mean."

Tang Yiqing gave him a hard look, "Shut up!"

He spread his hands forward, "Alright, you continue."

Zheng Qi, who was named, looked ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only point the finger at Sang Jiu, "You spitting blood! Director Tang, look at how I was beaten by her!"

The wound was hidden between the pitch-black hair, and the cold weather had already scabbed over, except for two blood stains on the forehead.

Sang Jiu lowered his eyelashes, and said aggrievedly: "Then if you touch me, I can't just stand there and wait for you to bully me. I'm just defending myself, otherwise I won't be worthy of my husband."

A certain person's acting skills were so realistic that Chen Shiqian had no choice but to cooperate with her in a public performance of the love between husband and wife.

Zheng Qi looked at the two of you and me in front of him, his eyes widened with anger, and he cursed: "Sang Jiu, tell me clearly, where did I touch you!"

Sang Jiu leaned in Chen Shiqian's arms, lowered his head and pursed his lips, weeping, with an appearance of seeing death at home.

"Does Mr. Zheng still want to bully my wife in front of the police?"

Chen Shiqian questioned him in a cold voice.

Zheng Qi originally wanted to fight back, but Tang Yiqing turned back with a look.

"The bullies are bullying my Meng family, Zheng Qi, you are quite capable." Meng Jianqing's voice sounded at the right time.

Everyone who said this was dumbfounded, even Tang Yiqing looked suspicious and looked at him puzzled.

Meng Jianqing walked up to Sangjiu, and said slowly, "I'm talking about my little niece, I don't even call my uncle when I see her."

The corner of Sang Jiu's mouth twitched, what kind of uncle and nephew relationship did they have, but she also knew that hugging her thighs was the most effective at this time, so she called "Uncle" obediently.

Meng Jianqing nodded, and then explained to Tang Yiqing: "Little uncle, you forgot about the Meng family in Shencheng? This is the only daughter of Cousin Huaqing."

Tang Yiqing finally came to his senses, and his face calmed down. He said with a smile, "So it's a family."

Inexplicably recognized two relatives, Sang Jiu was also quite speechless, but she bit her lip and looked at Zheng Qi hesitantly when she was not busy identifying relatives.

Seeing Zheng Qi's back chilled, as expected, I heard Tang Yiqing say:

"Zheng Qi, this is the first time! Don't think that there is lawlessness with the support of Mr. Zheng, come back to the game with me."

The farce ended with Zheng Qi entering the police station.

Before leaving, Meng Jianqing took a special look at them with a meaningful expression.

After everyone had finished walking, Zhang Chenglan came in slowly, looked at Sang Jiu, admiringly said, "It's a pity that Ms. Sang's acting skills don't enter the showbiz."

Just now he watched the whole of her epic performance outside, and not everyone has the ability to speak vernacular.

Sang Jiu responded without humility: "It's pretty good."

Zhang Chenglan: "..."

After the matter was settled, Chen Shiqian dragged her out, leaving behind Zhang Chenglan who was alone.

......

Chen Shiqian pulled her out of the restaurant, took off his coat and put it on her when he reached the door, and looked at her without saying a word.

Sang Jiu glanced at him secretly, and asked cautiously, "Professor Chen, are you angry?"

He still didn't speak, his face was so dark that ink dripped out.

Sang Jiu didn't know why he was angry, so he could only bow his head and admit his mistake, "Professor Chen, I was wrong, I promise I won't be so reckless next time."

Admitting mistakes is positive, and [-]% of them will make mistakes next time.

Chen Shiqian pinched his eyebrows helplessly.

In the night, she stood in front of him, wearing his overcoat, she looked even smaller, her hair was disheveled, the tip of her nose was red from the cold, she didn't have the domineering look when she hit someone, she blinked and looked at him with wet eyes .

Chen Shiqian sighed silently, she just expected him to soften his heart.

"Sang Jiu," he called her name in a hoarse voice, with a helpless tone, "I'm not blaming you, just don't be so impulsive in the future. I know you can handle things well tonight without me."

"It's just Sangsang, people are not so lucky every time."

Thinking of the shocking scene, he was still afraid, his voice trembling almost invisible, "I don't know what happened tonight, should I be lucky or you should be lucky that you just scratched your hand."

He didn't even dare to think about whether the consequences would be more serious if he didn't arrive in time.

Maybe Sangjiu is not as simple as scratching, and he will not stand here peacefully listening to him at this moment.

The moment he held her hand, he was like a drowning man holding driftwood, escaping death and being reborn.

Sang Jiu was stunned for a moment, seeing fear on his face for the first time.

So she stretched out her hands to hold his face, her soft fingertips held her body temperature and gradually spread in the cold night.

"Chen Shiqian, I'm fine now, don't be afraid, I promise you that what you worry about will never happen."

"It's enough for a person to suffer and regret once in his life. I won't let you fall into the same situation as before." Sang Jiu's voice calmed his restless heart little by little.

She stretched out her arms to hug him, leaning on his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat, and said softly: "Chen Shiqian, do you trust me?"

Chen Shiqian hugged her tightly, his voice trembling, as if he was trying his best to restrain his crying.

"Sangsang, don't let me have any more regrets."

The neon lights on the opposite side of the street are shining with colorful lights, and the sky is covered with stars. Everyone is stepping on the same land. Consistent again, but everyone is striding forward.

Sang Jiu smiled and responded softly: "We will be fine."

So good that it lasts forever, so good that everyone is envious.