Dressed as the protagonist's young and beautiful stepmother

The sound of crisp porcelain being smashed came from the study, followed by a roar, and then a cough that was not easy to stop.

"Ahem, you, you are trying to piss me off!"

Xue Bo knelt deeply on the ground, tilting his head to reveal a red, swollen forehead with a small cut.

"Now that I have Wen Yu, it is my freedom to choose what kind of partner I want. This was agreed five years ago."

The old man in front of him was wearing a black tunic suit, with gray hair, a cane, and his face was flushed with anger.

"The little girl in the Li family is not good? Or are there not enough good girls out there? You actually brought a man home."

As he spoke, he tapped the floor several times with his cane.

Xue Bo fell silent, Jiang Shiying's crooked smile inexplicably appeared in his mind, his heart trembled, and he clenched his fists and said, "This matter is a foregone conclusion, and I will have no one else but him."

"Shiying is a very nice person. Grandpa will like it when he sees him. His birthday will be in two days. Don't get angry over such a trivial matter."

The old man pointed at him with one hand, was so angry that he couldn't speak, and stamped his feet with his cane.

"Small matter?" The old man raised his voice suddenly, "You, you also know that my birthday is two days away, and you bring a man back, are you trying to piss me off! If you still have my grandfather in your heart, send him away immediately Let's go, part."

Xue Bo lowered his eyes, bent his straight back, kowtowed on the ground, then stood up and looked at the old man in front of him.

"Grandpa, I said, I just came to inform you. If your birthday is affected, I will take someone home immediately. As for the birthday gift, I will ask someone to deliver it at that time, including his share."

The old man who originally thought he was going to be subdued, saw him say this, and he was so angry that he raised his cane and walked over to greet him. Xue Boshen didn't hide, he just stood there and looked at him.

"Look what you're talking about! Go home, come home, isn't this your home?"

The old man has been on the battlefield and has been fighting in the barracks for decades, so he really doesn't have any fear.

Although it is over eighty now, but if you swing the walking stick, you will lose half your life if you don't break it.

Xue Bo snorted deeply, looking down at his toes.

At this time, a person appeared at the door.

"Oh, what happened, you have to dance with a knife and a gun."

Hearing a human voice, the old man put down his cane, turned around and sat down on the chair with breath, pointed at Xue Boshen and said, "Ask him, what kind of treasonous thing did he do?"

The one who came in was a kind old lady, wearing a long brown-red dress and a shawl of the same color, who came to him and patted his back.

"grandmother."

"Hey~ Boshen, your forehead is bleeding, go and deal with it."

"He dares!" The old man patted the armrest.

"Thank you grandma, grandpa will trouble you to take care of it."

After speaking, he backed out.

Grandma Xue had a funny face on her face, and pressed down Mr. Xue's hand that was still pointing at the door, and sat next to him and said, "Why are you so angry, please speak up if you have something to say, Boshen has always been the most sensible person in the Xue family."

Old Master Xue looked at her, complaining a bit, but his tone was a little weaker.

"He found me a son-in-law and came back, and he said that he will be sure of it for the rest of his life. I... For me, it's good if I don't kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Grandma Xue covered her mouth lightly, and was also stunned for several seconds.

"Granddaughter-in-law?"

"That's right, I brought them all home." Speaking of this, Mr. Xue's anger that had just subsided rose again.

"Hey, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Besides, don't we have such a little great-grandson as Wen Yu, or at least the boss and Xiaorou. Your old Xue family's incense will never be broken."

"You're used to him..."

……

Jiang Shiying looked at it for almost an hour, but Xue Boshen didn't come back.

He couldn't help but wander outside the house so that he could see him back the first time.

After another ten minutes, just as he was about to enter the house, he suddenly saw a figure appearing on the path, and he recognized it at a glance as Xue Boshen had returned.

Jiang Shiying ran towards him, raised his eyes and said, "Brother Xue, you're back."

"Ah."

Jiang Shiying suddenly saw a bloodstain on his brow, and another one winding down his temples.

The curvature of the corner of his mouth faded immediately, and he raised his hand to lift his hair, only to find that some strands of hair and dried blood were stuck to the corner of his forehead, and there was a wound about one centimeter.

"Brother Xue, what's going on?"

Without waiting for the man to answer, he hurriedly dragged him into the room, "Brother Xue, sit down first, I'll check to see if there is a medicine box."

Jiang Shiying rummaged through two or three small cabinets where things were placed, but there was nothing.

"The bedside table on the left side of the bedroom."

After being reminded, he hurried into the bedroom, took out the medicine box and put it on the table in the living room.

After opening it, take out the alcohol and cotton swabs inside, "Disinfect with alcohol first, and clean it up. I saw a hole and I don't know how to deal with it. Why don't we go to the hospital to deal with it later."

Xue Boshen raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, looked down at him, "Shiying, it's just a small hole, it's okay, no matter how bad it is, there are still family doctors in the ancestral house."

Jiang Shiying looked at him and said softly, "I see, let go first, and I'll clean up your wound."

After he let go, Jiang Shiying first cut some gauze with small scissors, slowly wiped off the dried blood for him, and finally wiped gently around the wound.

"Does it hurt?"

He felt pain, his heart hurt, was this how the people in the ancestral house treated Xue Boshen?In less than two hours, there was a wound on his body.

"Shiying, it doesn't hurt."

Hearing this, Jiang Shiying had a sore nose and said nothing, put down the gauze, dipped a cotton swab in alcohol, and carefully wiped off the blood that was not wiped off.

Then I changed to a clean one and carefully disinfected the wound.

He rummaged through the medicine cabinet again, and he didn't know many medicines, so he had to read the instructions one by one, but he couldn't find the right one.

Xue Boshen looked at him seriously, his heart beat suddenly, especially when he saw the tears in his eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"Just let the family doctor come over in a while, it's okay."

Jiang Shiying stopped what he was doing, straightened up and looked at him, "Brother Xue, you should contact the doctor now."

"it is good."

After Xue Boshen called and confessed a few words, Jiang Shiying breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?"

His words had a nasal sound that he didn't know. Xue Boshen lifted his chin with his hands, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb, and looked at his eyes that were as clear as water.

"Shiying, I told Grandpa about you."

He looked at him with deep eyebrows, and continued: "Maybe this is right, I should have done this earlier, let them know your existence."

Jiang Shi's heart beat so fast that he was almost drowning in Xue Boshen's eyes.

Especially knowing that the wound is very likely to be caused by himself.

He was heartbroken and distressed.

Xue Boshen really killed him.

Then, he heard a soft sigh, "Shiying, don't cry, it really doesn't hurt."

Jiang Shiying raised his hand and wiped his sleeves with hot and humid tears. Jiang Shiying wiped it several times in succession, feeling discouraged.

As the saying goes, men don't shed tears lightly, so Xue Boshen wouldn't think he's too motherly like him.

"Brother Xue, Grandpa didn't do anything to you anymore..." Seeing the man fell silent, Jiang Shiying's heart tightened, "Right?"

"Shiying, I'm fine."

How could Jiang Shiying believe him? He said he was fine even though he was bleeding. Who knew if he was really fine.

"Xue Boshen, don't be like this, my heart hurts."

After all, he looked at him with eyes with natural advantages, the corners of his eyes drooped, and there were still tears in his eyes, and he didn't speak when he looked at him like this.

In the end, it was Xue Boshen who was defeated.

"On the body, I was hit twice with a cane."

Hearing that he still had it on him, Jiang Shiying pursed his lips, raised his hand and unbuttoned his tie, and Xue Boshen rarely stopped him from unbuttoning it.

He has a little selfishness, just now the young man felt sorry for him, he wanted to see it again.

Behind him, his arms ached.

He knew the strength of his grandfather's hand, although it wouldn't hurt his muscles and bones, but the bruises would definitely be unavoidable.

After Jiang Shiying wanted to take off his shirt, Xue Boshen stopped his hand and took off the shirt by himself.

Jiang Shiying saw the bruises on his arms, one by one, "Brother Xue, turn around."

Sure enough, there were more on the back, and some places were bloodshot. It was more than just two strokes, and he also saw seven or eight scars.

Jiang Shiying stretched out his hand to touch it, and saw the man's tense muscles and the cold sweat on them, and sighed.

"All of them are bruised and bloodshot. You must apply a cold compress first, and then apply ointment to reduce swelling and relieve pain."

After finishing speaking, he went into the bathroom and wiped the cold sweat off his body with a wet towel.

"Shiying, do you regret it?" Xue Boshen asked suddenly.

Jiang Shiying paused, and said: "Regret, regret to death, I should go with you, and I can take two blows for you, so I won't be comfortable now, but you are covered from head to toe. It's hurt."

Now that there is no ice, we can only rub him with ointment first.

After he was about to stand up and put the towel back, Xue Boshen suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms who was defenseless.

Jiang Shiying's eyes widened, and she sat on his lap, raising her arms to hug him, but when she thought of his back injury, she put it down silently.

The man's legs were uncomfortable to sit on, and one hand was still tightly grasped, and he didn't dare to move, so he could only use the other hand to rest on Xue Boshen's shoulder.

His heart was beating so fast, but he wanted to know the consultant, "Brother Xue, what's wrong?"

Xue Bo looked at him deeply, his eyes were deep and deep, and his voice was hoarse, "I want to kiss you."

Seeing that he had finished speaking, but hadn't moved yet, Jiang Shiying's face was on fire, and his fingertips were burning hot, and he took the initiative to print on his lips.

The atmosphere was great, but because of the injury on the back of the man Nanfeng knew what he meant, he really didn't feel comfortable sitting.

As if knowing that he was uncomfortable, he was then laid down on the sofa with his legs still on the man's legs. From this angle, he could see Xue Boshen's firm waist, and he closed his eyes so hot.

"Xue Boshen..."?