The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretending to be Gods and Playing Ghosts Chapter 210: The Ninth Day·Sweetheart Jiang Yiming

Every move of Young Master Jiang, it is naturally impossible to escape Zhong Sheng's sight.

Zhong Sheng smiled lightly, but fortunately he didn't say anything superfluous, otherwise Jiang Yiming might kick the man out directly.

"Mingming, there's nothing embarrassing about it." After brushing his whole body, Zhong Sheng couldn't help laughing when he saw Jiang Yiming's skin all over his body turned pink.

Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes, he was not the one who dared to provoke a quarrel first and then saluted at the boyfriend's hand, he said it lightly.

The young master was wrapped in a big bathrobe, and without a word was buried in the bed, bulging into a small mountain bag.

Shame, shame, shame.

The villain in Jiang Yiming's heart was screaming.

"Mingming, it's your turn to wipe my body." Zhong Sheng changed into a nightgown and walked in, sat on the edge of the hill, and gently shook the bulging area twice.

Jiang Yiming: "..." Is this person shameless?They are still fighting!

Zhong Sheng didn't seem to notice it at all, seeing that Jiang Yiming didn't speak, he continued: "I wiped it for you, and I did other things, and I didn't ask you to do anything else, it's fair... "

Jiang Yiming jumped out of the bed suddenly, like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Get in!"

"That……"

"I'll come in right away." Jiang Yiming interrupted Zhong Sheng with a dark face.

Rapunzel got off the bed obediently and obediently, turned around and entered the bathroom, and before the bathroom door closed, she said again: "Then I'll wait for you inside."

Jiang Yiming: "..."

Shameless, invincible, hum!

Young Master Jiang did a few minutes of mental training, sorting out his thoughts about the cold war after the quarrel.

First of all, it was Zhong Sheng who disregarded his wishes and forced him to do things he was unwilling to do or say. It was only natural for him to be angry; Sheng wiped his body... That's because Zhong Sheng really has a handicap, and he is sweet and kind, so it's only natural.

It definitely didn't mean that he let go of his mouth to express that he was no longer angry.

Jiang Yiming stroked it out, then stepped into the bathroom haughtily.

He slammed open the sliding door: "Take off all your clothes, don't leave anything behind!"

Listen, what a whore-customer.Young Master Jiang curled his lips in his heart, secretly living an addiction that no one knew about, imagining how Rapunzel listened to him one way or another.

It's cool.It was so cool that even the injury could be ignored.

No wonder there is an old saying, a beauty in her bosom brings death back to life. ——There is no such sentence, it was made up by Young Master Jiang himself.

But Jiang Yiming didn't expect the scenery behind the sliding door to be like that.

After he finished speaking, he saw that in the steaming bathroom, Zhong Sheng was facing the mirror, holding alcohol in his hand, and was steadily re-sterilizing and cleaning the wound. Drenched, sweating from the light of the Yuba above his head, his muscles look extraordinarily beautiful.

Although Jiang Yiming knew that the focus should not be on "beautiful muscles" at this moment, he still swallowed subconsciously.

"Gudong" made a loud noise.

Zhong Sheng raised his eyes and looked over, the corners of his mouth raised.

Jiang Yiming: "..."

Shame, shame, shame.

Zhong Sheng waved to the young master, Jiang Yiming walked in and took the alcohol from Zhong Sheng.

"Didn't Aunt Qin bandage you just now? Why did you unwrap it again?" Jiang Yiming hadn't been dazzled by the beauty and flesh-body, he frowned, looked at the well-healed wound, and asked inexplicably.

Zhong Sheng: "...use beauty to make up for the mistake I made just now?"

Jiang Yiming paused, then the corner of his mouth twitched.

"I didn't expect the wound on the back to heal so quickly. That's why." Zhong Sheng turned around and looked at Jiang Yiming, "I know your elder brother, your parents, your grandfather...any one of them can help you. This is angry and angry, but among these people, there is absolutely no me, and I can't be angry, after you have done this, if I am still angry, then I am a bastard and I don't know what to do. "

"It's good if you know." Jiang Yiming curled his lips uncomfortably, looked away, raised his chin high, and was extremely arrogant, "I don't know if it's true, you bastard, but you are angry... you want to be born Health, I can't control it."

With Jiang Yiming's awkward personality, the second half of the sentence is actually an indirect regress and apology.

The translated subtext is: I did make a small mistake in hiding from you, but I refuse to admit it.

As an excellent graduate of Jiang Yiming's tenth level of language, Zhong Sheng naturally understood. His eyes darkened. In fact, deep down in his heart, he wanted to spank this little bastard even more.

"I think your apology is suspected of selling miserably. But forget it, it's not an example. You wrap the gauze back, and I'll wipe your body after wrapping it up." Jiang Yiming said.

Zhong Sheng paused, then looked at Young Master Jiang: "...I can't go back."

Jiang Yiming: "...Isn't it you who entangle me with this?"

He pointed to the neatly wrapped gauze on his back, looking at Zhong Sheng in wonder.This method is much better than his, and it is worthy of coming out of the army.

"We all use our comrades to practice hand bandages." Zhong Sheng said, implying that if the target is replaced by himself, it won't work.

Jiang Yiming: "..."

In the end, he got back the ugly knot that Young Master Jiang had tied at the beginning, Jiang Yiming twitched his lips, and glanced speechlessly at the shrewd Rapunzel. How could he be so naive?

"Mingming, wipe yourself." Zhong Sheng was thinking.

Jiang Yiming: "..."

After wiping his body, Jiang Yiming thought that the wound on Zhong Sheng's body was badly wrapped, so he drove him out and asked Aunt Qin to wrap it up again.

He escorted Zhong Sheng to the door of Aunt Qin and Zhong Yi's room, rang the doorbell and slipped away.

Zhong Sheng: "..."

Zhong Yi got up like a bird's nest from his sleep and opened the door for Zhong Sheng: "What's wrong?"

Out of the corner of Zhong Sheng's eyes, he saw Jiang Yiming staring at him from the corner, paused, and said slowly: "...Aunt Qin to wrap the wound."

"?"

Aunt Qin came out of the room and saw that the gauze on Zhong Sheng's back was in a mess again. With a soft cry, she quickly let him in, told Zhong Sheng to sit down, and went to get the medicine box by herself.

Aunt Qin said earnestly while changing the dressing, "Auntie knows that you young people have gone through such a thing, and now you have finally settled down and rested. Rest for a week or two before doing it again?"

Zhong Sheng: "..."

"Pfft." The young master outside the door couldn't hold back a muffled laugh.

Jiang Yiming heard what he wanted to hear, thinking about Zhong Sheng's embarrassed little face at the moment, Jiang Yiming was in a good mood, and he didn't care that the two of them were misunderstood as doing something, so he hummed a little song in a good mood ran away.

Zhong Yi picked up his son speechlessly, and threw him out of the room: "You have been trained in the barracks for so many days, and you have to find someone else to even wrap up a wound on yourself. I think you are going to go back to the furnace, and I will give it to you tomorrow." Contact your former instructor."

Zhong Sheng: "..."

The door slammed and closed against Zhong Sheng's nose.

After a few seconds, the door opened again. Aunt Qin handed out a roll of gauze and a bandage from inside, and patted Zhong Sheng on the shoulder: "Young man, don't worry, there will be many nights."

Zhong Sheng: "..."

I was misunderstood that I was eating without eating, and I felt like vomiting blood.

In the end, Zhong Sheng found a corner by himself, and quietly wrapped himself up and went back, pretending that Aunt Qin had wrapped him up.

I just want to act like a baby, why is it so difficult.Zhong Sheng sighed.

A group of people stayed at this temporary resting place for two days before setting off to go back. It is estimated that if they stayed for two more days, the Jiang family would have to rush over.

Jiang Yiming stayed at home for another whole week, and Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, Jiang's eldest brother reported neatly at home every day, even Mr. Xia came from the other side of the suburbs, I don't know why this time Go to war.

Jiang Yiming had no idea that during the live broadcast, the Jiang family, Xia family and the Zhong family checked the details of the participating guests and Chen Hening to the bottom of the sky, and those so-called stories were turned out—to be honest, The hiding was not so good, but the three families chose to hide deeper for those people.

Those people's stories and reality are naturally two diametrically opposite extreme results, but the process is still the same, which can make people guess how much they are right.

So in the same way, the Jiang family naturally thought of their youngest son. No matter whether the story is true or not, no matter when it happened, Jiang Yiming is their precious lifeblood, and no one can use this to hurt him.

——Looking at the reaction of the little girl at the beginning, listening to those stories, I want to know that this past experience is not good for any person involved.

If the stories of those guests can be found on the Internet, then there will always be people who want to know about Jiang Yiming. Instead of doing this, it is better for them to hide the past for those guests.

The Jiang family also thought of the nightmare Jiang Yiming had since he was a child. They even thought that maybe the root of that nightmare was related to this "past", but none of them understood how those villages and floods happened. , Even if the connections of the three families were used, no one could find out about this matter.

But if you can't find it, you can't find it. The Jiang family is relieved. It is estimated that no one can find out what the three of them can't find out-the Jiang family's doting on children must be a negative example of textbook level.

When Jiang Yiming returned home, Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and Jiang's eldest brother had all entered the tenth level of alert, carefully listening to the corner every night, and paying attention to the young master's good sleep at night.

If it were in the past, it would probably be the kind of nightmare again and again, and no one could wake up. They consulted many doctors, but no one came up with any good solution. They only told them that such continuous and deep nightmares would be harmful to the body. Causes irreversible physical damage. ——For this reason, the Jiang family can be said to be extremely nervous these days.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Jiang sleeps well every night, even better than Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, and Brother Jiang.

After this time, Young Master Jiang, who had completely let go of his worries, looked at the dark circles under the eyes of his parents and elder brother, and asked blankly, "Are you suffering from insomnia?"

"Mingming doesn't have nightmares anymore?" Jiang Xunchuan opened his mouth slightly, looked at his younger brother who was more energetic than himself, and after being stunned for two or three seconds, he happily hugged him, "Okay?!"

Only then did Jiang Yiming realize that his nightmare situation...was much better before that, but he seldom went home, maybe only Rapunzel knew about it.

And this time... To be honest, he didn't even realize that the nightmare that had haunted him for so long never visited him this time.

He was in a daze for a moment, then laughed and nodded: "I won't have nightmares anymore, and I won't have them in the future."